Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Xiaojing held a large piece of grilled lamb chops in his hand and chewed happily: "Master, are you hungry? The servants and maids may be hungry. This is really delicious!"

Qingyun sat up: "When is it? Oh, it's dark?"

"Well, Young Master Zuo came over and called three times, saying that there was a banquet in the palace at night and he wanted to take the master over."

"Ah, why didn't you say it earlier!" Qing Yun got out of bed immediately, "Quickly, the purpose of my coming this time is to enter the palace, so I can't delay it!"

Xiaojing said: "Master, I have used everything to wake you up!"

"Hurry up, dress me up!" Qing Yun told Xiao Jing.

Xiaojing said: "What are you dressing up? The son said he still let the master wear men's clothing."

"Huh? Oh. That's fine." Qingyun forgot his identity and purpose when he heard of entering the palace.

She asked for hot water, took a brief bath, changed into a clean black dress, still dressed as a guard, Xiaojing was tall and strong, and she didn’t look at it carefully when she put on the men’s clothing. Qingyun had a graceful figure and fair skin. , Dressed in black menswear, looked very handsome.

The two hurried to find Zuo Lang. Zuo Lang saw them and said, "I'm about to send someone to call you. Are you ready?"

Qingyun nodded.

Zuo Lang looked at her: "Your face is so white and delicate, how come you look like a guard?"

Qingyun said, "What should I do? I'm going to the palace, and I can't smear my face."

Zuo Lang said, "Don't walk around, just follow me. The king has a lot of people at dinner tonight, so no one should pay attention to us."

Qingyun agreed.

The palace of Fancheng was mysterious and quiet in the night. The splendid buildings are located there, out of sight.

Illuminated by the ever-bright lamp, Qingyun could see the exquisite turret, casting a dim yellow shadow on the high wall.

Approaching the city wall, Qing Yun could see clearly that the city wall turned out to be a crimson color. The two dragons on the flying eaves, with golden scales and golden armor, are alive and seem like they want to fly away.

After getting off the horse, a servant in a shiny shirt took the reins of the horse, and Qing Yun followed Zuo Lang closely.

Passing by a beautiful garden, there are many strange flowers and weeds, many of which Qingyun hasn't seen. The flowers are pale, but the leaves are gorgeous. They are very beautiful. Qingyun thinks that if he has time, he must study the plants and medicinal materials of Chaoyun Continent.

Entered the hall. There was a loud voice in front of the hall, and it seemed that the banquet had not yet begun.

Zuo Lang took a look and motioned to Zuo Ming that the two brothers sat quietly under the head of General Shangguan. Qingyun, Xiaojing and Zhou You stood quietly behind them.

Qingyun looked up to the top of the hall.

Sitting aloft is the Great Emperor Hua Shixiu of Chaoyun Continent. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes. At this time, his complexion is a little weak, and he seems to be smiling. Qingyun sees his pale face and blue lips, which should be a heart disease. At this moment he was discussing something with the ministers, but his voice was very loud.

Sitting next to her was a glamorous lady with a fair complexion and a smile on her face. Zuo Lang said that she was the queen.

Qingyun did not see Huayan.

The maid and the servant are serving dishes. There were dozens of tables in the hall, and the air was full of various fragrances.

Qingyun is now dressed as a guard. She can't help feeling hungry when she looks at the slow delicacy on Zuo Lang's table.

Originally, she only ate a few bites in a hurry at noon. She woke up late in the evening and came to the palace without eating a bite. Now she is too hungry to support it.

Zuo Lang took a snack from the table and handed it to Qingyun. Qingyun reached out to take it, secretly filled it in his mouth, covering his mouth, and swallowed it with two mouthfuls. Although it was not good-looking, it was better than being hungry.

She looked up at the princes and nobles with good manners and perfect behaviors sitting on the table. They eat and drink, and every move is elegant and pleasing to the eye. They chew, drink, toast, and put bowls without any sound, and they are impeccable. Graceful.

Qingyun shook his head, and after living in the palace for so long, it would never be possible to eat like them.

At the beginning of the banquet, Hua Shixiu made a few opening remarks. It turned out that today was to celebrate the completion of the canal and to entertain everyone.

Finally, Hua Shixiu said: "It just so happened that Zuo's family also sent this year's BMW Liangju over. The ones mentioned by Ben Jun can send people to the palace racecourse to pick two BMWs. Zuo Lang, this year Does your BMW believe in new varieties?"

Zuo Lang stood up immediately. "Return to the King, this year there are dozens of newly grown Yueyings, and their speed and foot strength are top-notch."

Hua Shixiu nodded: "Okay, I have time to pick a few horses. I heard that you still have a good Taxue here?"

Qingyun was shocked.

Zuo Lang said: "Taxue's temperament is too fierce and difficult to control. Weichen is studying a BMW that is more suitable for combat."

Hua Shixiu said: "My daughter, ordinary horses can't get into her eyes. Maybe she likes the temperamental ones."

Zuo Lang said: "Weichen takes the order, next time I will bring Taxue to the princess."

Hua Shixiu nodded, praised him, and asked the servant to recite a lot of rewards.

Zuo Lang thanked Enfang and sat down.

Qing Yun was embarrassed and asked Zuo Lang in a low voice: "Is Taxue originally prepared for the princess?"

Zuo Lang took a glass of wine and stared at the object in the glass intently: "No, Ma Tailie, only you can control it, so I gave it to you."

There was a burst of Yingying and Yanyan from below the main hall. In the middle was a woman wearing a goose and yellow cloud dress. Her hair was full of pearls. She was not tall and had a fair face. Her crescent eyes looked forward to radiance, a small mouth, and an upper lip. The little lips look weird.

"Your Royal Highness!" Someone stood up.

She walked quickly, almost leaping towards the highest part of the hall.

"Yan'er, come, come to the queen mother." The queen said with joy.

Qing Yun glanced, her hand trembling slightly, yes, she knew this woman, she was the beautiful face of the woman who jumped down the cliff with Ling Chen.

It turned out that she was not dead. Since she was not dead, Ling Chen must be alive too.

Qing Yun got excited, Ling Chen, you really are alive. Qingyun thought of his son, the note left by the person who rescued his son, the words on that note were those of Ling Chen.

Could it be fate, really Ling Chen saved his son?

At this moment, a slow voice came from the front: "My lord, the old minister will take advantage of today's auspicious time to propose to the king again. When will the king answer?"

Qingyun raised his eyes and saw that he was talking about a man in his fifties.

Hua Shixiu said: "Prime Minister Feng, I have not seen the princess in the past few days. I just saw it today. Don't worry, I will give Ai Qing an explanation today."

It turned out to be the prime minister Fengrong. Qingyun heard Zuo Lang talk about it, and now the situation in Chaoyun Continent is turbulent, Feng Rong is almost unequivocal in the palace now, the king is ill, and many decisions are made by Feng Rong.

The emperor Hua Shixiu had no sons, only one daughter, Huayan. Everyone knows that whoever marries Huayan is equivalent to owning Chaoyun Continent.

There used to be many ministers’ heirs who were elected as the princess cohorts, but since the year before last, all the candidates for the cohorts have died unclear. After a long time, no one dared to put forward the idea of ​​marrying a princess at will, only the Feng family dared.

Three months ago, Feng Rong made a proposal to Hua Shixiu, but Hua Shixiu didn't agree. He shied away on the grounds that the princess was not in the country. Now it seems that he can't shirk anymore.

Feng Rong said: "My lord, Xiaoer Fengcheng and the princess have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. Now they have reached the age of marriage. The Weichen thought that choosing a day is not as good as hitting the sun. There are many happy events today. The princess is also here, and the old minister also checked this. For some auspicious days, why not announce the day of their wedding directly as the king."

The hall that was full of voices immediately quieted down.

The Feng family is obviously forcing the marriage.

Qingyun glanced at the young man sitting next to Prime Minister Feng. He must be his son Fengcheng, with big eyebrows and a talent.

Seeing the king hesitating, the general Shangguan who was sitting next to the emperor stood up and said: "My lord, General Feng and Princess Lang are beautiful, and the officials thought they were a natural pair."

Later ministers stood up and seconded.

Qingyun understood that this Shangguan Fei was also a person of Prime Minister Feng.

Qingyun's eyes were only fixed on Huayan, she was looking for a chance to see her. Qingyun saw her look at Fengcheng with a bored look, and it seemed that she didn't like Fengcheng.

She had seen Huayan fighting fiercely and knew that this was a powerful character. At this time she was sitting quietly, with no joy, anger, sorrow or joy on her face.

Hua Shixiu nodded: "Qing's words are reasonable..."

"Father, the little girl has something to say." Huayan stood up.

The surroundings are even quieter, even the sound of drinking water can be heard.

Everyone put their ears up, wanting to hear what Huayan has to say.

Huayan said: "Father, Huayan already has a sweetheart."

There was an uproar in the hall.

Hua Shixiu looked at Huayan: "Who is your sweetheart?"

Everyone looked at Hua Yan curiously.

Huayan said: "My sweetheart also knows the father, he has saved my life, and he has also saved you. Brother Ling!"

Huayan shouted at the outside.

Qingyun stared at the entrance of the hall.

Three people came in slowly outside the door. The middle one was tall, with tall curly hair tied on top of his head, with white jade rings, slender Danfeng eyes, eyes as deep as a lake of ink, and no waves were visible. Seven white spots the size of soybeans lit up on his forehead. It was Ling Chen.

Qing Yun's hands were tightly clenched, and his body was numb. Tears filled.

Standing around him is Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang. Both people are dressed in the same barbarian style.

"Clan Chief Ling?" Hua Shixiu yelled.

"It's Xiaomin. Ling Si, the new patriarch of the Barbarian clan, see the king!" Ling Chen bowed and saluted.

Qingyun's hand tightly covered her mouth, Xiaojing grabbed Qingyun's arm, and asked in a low voice: "Master, look, look..."

Hua Yan ran down from above with a smile and pulled Ling Chen up: "Brother Ling, come up and sit down!"

Ling Chen didn't move.

"I heard that the barbarians have changed their heads. It turned out to be you." Hua Shixiu smiled, "You and my daughter have a private life?"

Ling Chen said in a loud voice: "There is no personal decision for life, today Ling Si specially came to propose to Wang Shang. Please Wang Shang to complete it."

Qingyun's tears fell, he was really alive! But why does he want to make a kiss? Is it for Chaoyun Continent?

Prime Minister Feng has stood up: "Clan Chief Ling, the king has promised to marry the child and the princess as a good match, and Patriarch Ling will not rob him of love."

Ling Chen said: "It seems that the king has not made an order."

Feng Cheng, the son of Prime Minister Feng, slowly stepped down from his seat: "It's only a matter of time to make an order. Besides, the barbarians live in wild places and have weird habits. How can they peek at the princess? King, the princess must never marry a barbarian!"

He stood up and approached Ling Chen, looking at him up and down, with a look of contempt.

Qing Yun's teary expression caught the attention of one person, Shangguan Fei. He occasionally looked back and saw Qing Yun staring at Ling Chen intently, tears on his face.

Shangguan Fei asked Zuo Lang in a low voice, "The little white guard behind you is a woman, right?"

Zuo Lang looked back abruptly, and saw Qing Yun crying delicately, there was no such thing as a guard.

Blushing, he said, "Yes, the general has a good eye, she is indeed a woman."

Shangguan Fei saw Qing Yun's eyes looking at Ling Chen, and he knew clearly.

Zuo Lang was suspicious, and he stretched out his hand to Qingyun: "What's wrong with you? Do you know him?"

Shangguan Fei had already walked slowly, and reached out his hand to take off the scarf from Qingyun's head: "Girl, why are you crying? Do you know this patriarch?"

Shangguan Fei thought that it was Ling Si's woman who had found him. He hoped that the princess could marry the Feng family, and he was a supporter of the Feng family.

Qingyun was originally dressed in men's clothing, but now her long black hair hangs down, and her white face is full of tears like a pear blossom in the rain. At this time, seeing so many people looking at her, her face is panicked, joyful, and saying no. The pain came out.

Hearing Shangguanfei's loud questioning, everyone's eyes stared at Qingyun. Including Ling Chen, Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang.

Qing Yun stared at Ling Chen's eyes and walked over slowly.

Ling Chen looked at her up and down, frowned slightly: "Girl, do you know me?"

Qingyun stood there suddenly. She looked around and suddenly understood what kind of result the Prime Minister Feng and they wanted on this occasion.

She wiped her tears and said, "Yes, I know you, you saved me."

Ling Chen glanced at her again: "Really, I don't remember."

Zuo Lang pulled her back to her side: "Did he save you? Do you still know the patriarch of the barbarian?"

Qingyun nodded.

Zuo Lang looked at Qingyun's eyes staring at Ling Chen: "He really just saved you?"

Qingyun said: "Yes."

Zuo Lang whispered: "I think you look like you want to agree with your body. Don't look at people like that. He is now a princess! Be careful of your life!"

When Shangguan Fei saw that Ling Si didn't know Qingyun, he had to turn around to cultivate Taoism to Hua Shi: "Your Majesty, the princess is noble. General Feng is from a famous family, and he has made great contributions to Chaoyun Continent, and the princess is indeed a good match..."

They were still debating, Qing Yun could no longer hear other voices, Ling Chen's unfamiliar eyes were tearing her heart like a knife.

Ling Chen's eyes didn't seem to be pretending, he seemed to really not know her. Does he hate her so much?

Qingyun looked at Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang, as if they hadn't seen her.

Qing Yun understood that Ling Chen was proposing to the princess, and her appearance would spoil his good deeds. Is he going to use the princess? Use Chaoyun Continent?

Otherwise, how could Ling Chen deny her?

Qingyun's face was pale.

Like her, there is a pale face and a beautiful face.

Huayan looked at Qingyun, she recognized her, on the cliff of Shangu on Qinglong Mountain, the face of the desperate woman, the woman Ling Chen had to go back to save her life, it was her, she found it!

Qingyun's mind was very messy, she heard someone talking to her, her mind was messy, and she couldn't understand what everyone was talking about.

Only saw Ling Chen and Fengcheng fighting in the hall for a moment.

Qingyun returned to his senses and saw that two people were going to compete.

Ling Chen threw the Canglong sword, and Fengcheng used a triangular sword with blue light.

The two fought without saying a word.

Qingyun quietly squeezed to the front while everyone was not paying attention. She wanted to find Han Zhitao and Zhang Yang, especially Han Zhitao. He looked at her with shock and guilt.

Everyone was watching this duel nervously, between Fengcheng, the son of Fengcheng, the most prominent Fengcheng in Chaoyun Continent, and Ling Si, the new patriarch of the Barbarian clan who didn't know the height of the sky.

Qingyun quietly turned to the back, before she turned to Han Zhitao's side, her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.