Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 317, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
The door opened, and the veiled Yuan Chi stood at the door, frowning at her.Yuan Fei behind him hid in the house with a black can in his arms.

Lin Anluo was not interested in their secrets, she pushed Yuan Chi into the room, closed the door, and asked secretly, "Do you have any poison?"

Yuan Chi...that is, Wei Lang, anyway, no matter how much he denies it, Lin Anluo believes that he is her little wolf dog.

Wei Lang, "???"

Lin Anluo said, "I want to poison your father, lest he keep trying to take me to bed."

When she thought about it carefully, Emperor Wu Wang, who was lying down and unable to move, was the cutest.

[System]: The most poisonous woman's heart!

Lin Anluo: Hey, you're still alive.

[System]: I didn't die in the first place, and I have to write a year-end summary at the end of the year.

Lin Anluo: Keep busy.

Wei Lang took two steps back and snorted, "The imperial concubine won't go to bed anymore? Didn't she do a good job before?"

The deaf people could hear the taunting of her in his words, Lin Anluo didn't know what made him so hostile to her, but what surprised her even more was Wei Lang's snappy words.

"Aren't you stuttering anymore?"

In fact, stuttering is a kind of mental illness in many cases, which can be cured by overcoming psychological obstacles.

Wei Lang snorted arrogantly as an answer.

"Are you angry that I won't go with you and insist on being your father's concubine?"

After much thought, she found that this was the only reason why Wei Lang was estranged from her. It was clear that he had a good relationship with her before she left the cold palace.

Wei Lang denied, "No."

But from his softened tone, Lin Anluo knew that she guessed right, she smiled, and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Hey, how are you doing after you go out?"

Wei Lang stared at her, and asked without answering, "How do you know I'm not dead?"

Lin Anluo gave a reason casually, "I don't think that body looks like you."

"Liar, I was at the scene at the time, and you didn't even go to see it."

Uh, lying was exposed by children.

Lin Anluo didn't feel ashamed of being dishonest as an adult at all, she said without changing her face, "I watched it later."

In fact, she didn't go to see it afterwards.She knew it wasn't Wei Lang, so she didn't care what the unrecognizable person buried in the imperial tomb looked like.

Wei Lang turned around and poured tea at the table, Lin Anluo looked at it and said, "You don't have to be so polite, I don't drink tea."

Wei Lang lifted the veil, put the teacup to his mouth, and raised his eyebrows at her while drinking: What are you pretending to be passionate about?
"..." In order to make herself less embarrassed, Lin Anluo walked over, turned over a cup and poured herself a cup of cold tea.

The smell of tea awakened her long-standing memory. In order to repay her for feeding her in the cold palace, Wei Lang once gave her a bag of tea with the same fragrance. Lin Anluo never drank this tea again after she came out.

"What kind of tea is this?"

Wei Lang seemed to understand the question she wanted to ask, and said, "Luo Qianyin, only Jialan has it."

"Have you returned to Garan?"

"Ah."

It seems that the power behind him comes from Garan, and his mother's side has not completely given up on him.

She had been out of Xinlan Palace for a while, and Lin Anluo was afraid that someone would find her later, so she didn't plan to continue chatting with Wei Lang, and said, "I'm leaving. If you don't have any poison, I'll go to the Imperial Hospital to prepare it myself."

As soon as she started to walk towards the door, Wei Lang grabbed her, the boy's hands were dry and warm, "Don't go."

Lin Anluo turned her head in puzzlement.

Wei Lang, who took off his veil, seemed to have grown a little more, and his facial features appeared more beautiful and profound. His eyes had somehow changed their color, but they were still faintly blue.

He said, "No poison, but I can teach you to play the flute."

　This foreshadowing has been buried for a long time...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)