Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Gu Yunxi's sudden decision brightened Leng Qingtang's phoenix eyes, but he didn't act, he leaned on his side and propped his head with one hand, his distressed eyes lingering on the girl's begging face. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.ltnovel.como

"Did you think about it?"

Asking lightly, the tone is deep and hoarse, which is very boring.

Gu Yunxi was even more shy and hummed.

Leng Qingtang straightened her face and asked her to look at him:

"It will hurt, just for a while, but I'm not willing to..."

He was really impatient just now, once he touched her pair of faint eyes, he regained his senses.

Gu Yunxi's little red face was instantly wrinkled with disappointment, and his aggrieved flat mouth:

"Can it be...more painful than if you bit me?"

Anyway, she was an innocent girl who offered to ask for that but was rejected by him. Where did she put her face?

Leng Qingtang frowned and looked at her affectionately. He soberly noticed that Gu Yunxi’s pair of clear eyes had set off an unfathomable wave at the moment when he just made up his mind. It seemed to be the accumulation of various pains in the past. It was too late to capture the completeness and it was concealed in the deep obscurity. He couldn't help but feel an illusion. Her proposal and her request were more like the solemn fulfillment of the last unfulfilled wish before the appointment of the nine deaths!

But how could he allow her to leave again? Whoever it is this time, who dared to take her away or hurt her, he will smash her into pieces!

Seeing the girl's disappointment, Leng Qingtang intertwined her five fingers, touching her forehead, softly coaxing:

"Hey, can you keep it for the night of our bridal chamber? I've already said that I will marry you, so I don't need to wait too long..."

The night of the bridal chamber? Gu Yunxi was shocked.

Leng Qingtang saw that she smiled gracefully, and asked softly in her ear:

"Don't believe me?"

She didn't believe in the superintendent, but she didn't believe in herself, that people with the hateful mask could easily let her go.

Leng Qingtang didn't say much anymore, his warm palm slowly slipped, and the hickey scorched, lingering for a moment on the girl's Confucian white earlobe, followed the delicate lines and printed the dogwood.

Gu Yunxi furrowed his brows and couldn't help himself as he climbed on the overlord's back. He bit his lower lip and resisted enjoying it. After a long time, he was released in the confusion and trembling.

"It's still early. Close your eyes and sleep for a while, OK, I'll be with you."

Leng Qingtang stopped, panting, and finished speaking, closing her jacket and covering the quilt. Net o

Gu Yunxi was indeed too tired. He put his fiery red face on his chest, sniffed the nice cold fragrance greedily, and fell asleep quickly.

Leng Qingtang gently twitched her hand from the back of her neck, watching her deep sleeping position quietly, watching her long eyelashes occasionally tremble, and her heart ached to the extreme.

This girl, who used to be so cheerful and optimistic, always liked the little people who whispered around him, now she also has sadness, calculations, and the secret to refuse anyone or even his intervention.

Since entering the palace, she must have never slept peacefully. She was only seventeen years old, but she was under no less pressure than his.

...

Gu Yunxi was awakened by the little **** of the Superintendent of Lies. When he opened his eyes, half of the bed was empty, and the supervisor was no longer in the room.

The little **** said that someone had come from Chu Xiu Palace and told her to follow him back to Chu Xiu Palace. Gu Yunxi tidied up his clothes and bun, and rushed to the main hall with the little eunuch, seeing Leng Qingtang and Yan Gui talking.

At noon, Leng Qingtang left Yongning Palace and sent someone to send a letter to Chuxiu Palace, telling Concubine Xu that there would be nothing wrong with her in charge, and told her to pick up people later in the palace. After leaving the Superintendent of Li, Leng Qingtang called Gu Yunxi aside and told her to go back and ask her to make a plea to Concubine Xu first. It is rare in the master to fight against the imperial concubine for her servants in public.

Of course Gu Yunxi understood the matter. After Yan Gui returned to Chuxiu Palace, he found that Gu Yunyao was also there when he entered the hall to see Concubine Xu.

The visit to Yongning Palace affected Aunt Mu's punishment, and Gu Yunyao felt uneasy. After the incident subsided, she returned to Xiaoyexuan and turned to Xufei Palace to wait for news.

Seeing that Gu Yunxi came back safe and sound, the masters and servants of the two palaces were overjoyed.

Gu Yunxi remembered Leng Qingtang's words, and immediately asked him to kneel and punish himself. Gu Yunyao had a lot of persuasion.

Concubine Xu had originally complained about the recklessness of the hand, but after Gu Yunyao's hard begging, she disappeared. Without punishing Gu Yunxi, she only asked her to develop a few fresh dishes thinking about Fang'er.

Gu Yunyao is sent away, Jinzhu waits for the concubine Xu to settle. Jinzhu suddenly said when removing makeup before the bronze mirror:

"Niang, don't you think this is weird today? We have never had any contact with Dongchang. In the past, Mr. Xu also fought against Dongchang several times. Why is Governor Leng present for Chu Xiugong?"

Concubine Xu fiddled with the balm and shook her head in a daze:

"My palace also feels strange. According to today's posture, the **** wants Mu Yatou to take Mu Yatou to the Superintendent of Rites. My palace didn't respond at first. It wasn't until we returned to the palace that he sent someone to spread the letter. Girl. What's the purpose of the net o him?"

"Niang, that **** is accustomed to being capricious. He used to be next to the imperial concubine, and later joined the East Palace with the West Factory. Now our little prince grows up day by day, and the emperor doesn’t say anything. What's the story? Governor Leng knows that you have always loved Girl Mu, would you take the opportunity to sell your personal affection and want to rely on us?"

"Hear the wind?"

Concubine Xu immediately pulled her face, angrily placed the balm box, and said sharply:

"This is not allowed to be mentioned again! This palace has lost a son before, and now God has blessed him and has won Lin'er. The only hope of this palace is that he can grow up safely and smoothly. As for other things, it is all God's will. This palace will not force it.

People like Leng Qingtang always have a purpose in doing things. My palace and his father don't like him. If he is close to Chuxiu Palace with the thoughts on his side, my palace wants his wishful thinking to fail! "

Jinzhu was so scared that he nodded and knelt down, begging repeatedly:

"The maid calms down her anger, the servant girl is wrong, and the servant girl dare not speak any more!"

...

The moonlight was quiet, Xiao Yexuan's guard of honor slowly walked on the silent palace road.

Gu Yunyao said to Zhao An on the sedan chair:

"After you go back, you remember to give Songqin a dozen silver dollars from the account. She was injured to protect the palace. Let her stay healthy during this period."

Zhao An Gongsheng:

"Master, don't worry, the slave remembers. The master is sympathetic to the servant, and the slave first thanked the master for the grace of Songqin."

Gu Yunyao raised her eyes and sighed at the empty night:

"It's all useless in this palace. It hurt Songqin and Aunt Mu almost lost her life. Thanks to Leng Qingtang's rescue of Aunt Mu this time."

Zhao An followed on the side of the sedan chair, meditating while walking, and suddenly talked:

"Master, the servant feels that Governor Leng seems to be treating Aunt Mu..."

Gu Yunyao heard the facial features slightly twisted:

"Do you think so too? My palace had thoughts when he heard that he brought a letter to Chu Xiugong, but it was just that he was interested in Sister Xu's status in the palace now..."

Zhao An shook his head slightly and raised his brows:

"The minion meant that you didn't feel that Aunt Mu's demeanor and demeanor were very similar to our little master?"

Gu Yunyao's face was taken aback for a moment, and her motionless posture jolted slightly as the sedan was moving forward. After thinking about it, she said slowly:

"There are some...Her craftsmanship is as good as Yun Xi's. You mean, for this, did Leng Qingtang fall in love with her?"

Zhao An lowered his head and said nothing.

Gu Yunyao was suddenly frustrated, her fist clenched and slammed into the redwood supporting stake of the chair, and said:

"Yun Xi hasn't settled yet, how can he move his mind like this first. So, is he worthy of Yun Xi!"

...

September 19th, the Autumn Festival.

At dawn, there were **** ladies who cleaned up the inside and outside of the Baohe Hall. The pavilions, pavilions and jade steps were spotless, and the Su embroidered curtain tents were hung high on the water pavilion terrace outside the apse to block the cool breeze in the night. The moisture on the lake.

It's dusk, and the hour is coming.

The drums rang in unison, and the beautiful rhythm spread slowly, and the harem concubine and the three princesses lined up into the hall and slowly took their seats.

Emperor Xiao was the last one to walk into the Baohe Hall. His bright yellow flying dragon robe was majestic and majestic, embroidered with auspicious patterns of rivers, mountains and seas everywhere on the scatter, sitting on the dragon couch, holding the supreme aura of squinting mountains and rivers.

On the left side of the dragon couch, Empress Qian is dressed up and graceful, with a smile on his face; on the right side of the dragon couch, the imperial concubine is graceful and charming.

Standing behind Concubine Xu, Gu Yunxi turned to look at Queen Qian on the gold-lacquered platform, a light flashed in his eyes.

A chess piece she laid out before finally came in handy today...

The family banquets are like this every year. Emperor Xiao seems to be unable to lift his spirits. After drinking for three rounds, after Yu Zhaoyi fussed the piano, he leaned on the dragon couch with his eyes half drooping and about to fall asleep.

Queen Qian took a glass of wine and dropped it gently when she saw it, and looked towards the emperor for inquiries:

"Emperor, are you tired?"

"Oh, nothing."

Emperor Xiao adjusted his posture slightly. Not a moment after the family banquet started, he saw Yingying Yanyan add a few young and delicate new faces in the audience. He wanted to stay for a while, not willing to easily defeat everyone's interest. .

Queen Qian smiled gently:

"The emperor, this time the family banquet and the concubines prepared a special program to express their feelings, and the right to make the autumn sacrifice and harvest festival to cheer everyone."

"Oh? Is there any arrangement for the queen?"

Emperor Xiao suddenly came in interest, refreshingly turned to the queen sideways.

Queen Qian smiled mysteriously, stretched her arms forward and said:

"The emperor, look over there."

At this time, the tune of silk and bamboo smiled, and everyone saw a dazzling red dance costume in the night outside the main hall.

Sun Shengsheng's makeup is gorgeous, her pink lips are glittering, her hands are orchids, her jade wrists are flying and dancing in the night.

The sleeves flew, turning into butterflies and burning like fire, with a beautiful face and trembling eyelashes.

The emperor's eyes were dumbfounded and he could see the gods, unknowingly, he stood up from the dragon couch, bypassed the dragon case, staring straight at the outside of the hall, standing still.

But seeing the flying red butterfly somehow lifted its feet off the ground, and suddenly flew into the air.

Outside the gate, the sky was suddenly empty.

The emperor was shocked, and hurriedly chased Jin Tier.

At this time, the red butterfly landed lightly, a touch of red sultry, and rushed into the hall surrounded by many beautiful girls in white, and danced on the wide aisle again, light as a swallow.

Gu Yunxi took Sun Shengsheng's flattering attitude and the emperor's attitude in his eyes, his lips twitched lightly, and his brows were full of confidence.

It seemed that Sun Jieyu had won.

The eyes flashed silently, and quietly swept towards the concubine on both sides of the aisle.

Oops, those kinds of faces and all kinds of looks really make people feel at ease, some are vicious, some are amazing, some are jealous, some are happy, some are sad, and the world is full of all things.

Suddenly his expression was stagnant, Gu Yunxi was surprised to find that Gu Yunjin's seat was empty, and people didn't know when they were gone.

At this moment, the music had reached a climax, and the dancers in white were seen standing still. Sun Shengsheng in red lifted one foot gently, his toes whirled, and whirled in place.

As the rhythm of the music accelerated, Sun Shengsheng's spinning speed increased. She still stood proudly, stretched her arms, and relied on the force of rotation to drag the large skirt and red fire sleeves, making herself like a blooming rose, layered on top of each other. Sun Shengsheng's graceful curvy figure is Hua Xin Pingting's most beautiful Jiaorui.

At the end of the song, a caring person counted it, and Sun Shengsheng made fifty-two turns in succession.

I thought she would faint on the ground at the moment when the music arrived, but she was standing on the embroidered carpet with her sleeves up, breathing lightly and evenly, only her face seemed to overflow with a thin layer of red from the excitement of dancing, beautiful and moving .

On the golden platform, Wan Yuyao's face was rare, and a sorrowful color flashed in her eyes, and a cold blue light turned towards Queen Qian, and she said in a deep voice without a smile:

"Unexpectedly, sister, you still have this hand."