Canghuan Seven Palaces

some complicated feelings.Now, since he kept those people by his side, he should consider their thoughts and feelings.It's just...he ignored too much.

"Then master is not angry with me?" Feng Lan asked softly, leaning on the other's shoulder.

After all, he couldn't vent his anger towards Si Cangqing like Tianyang and Ran Shuangran, and he was also reluctant to leave this person...but he couldn't bear the anger for a while, so he had to alienate this person and leave the palace early. Let yourself forget everything by being busy.

This kind of behavior, thinking about it now, feels willful... Presumably Si Cangqing felt it too!

Wrapping her arms around Feng Lan's shoulders, stroking her cheeks, Si Cangqing replied softly, "No." He would never be angry with this person.

Hearing this, Feng Lan nestled quietly in Si Cangqing's arms.

"What's the matter?" While eating dinner, Feng Lan frowned when she saw Si Cangqing eat a mouthful of onions, and turning her eyes, he said with a smile: "So the master doesn't like to eat this kind of onions. ...This was brought back from far away by the Qiuji caravan across the Tianlu Desert."

Feng Lan took another sip and continued, "It's delicious."

Si Cangqing still frowned, he has always hated onions the most, so he didn't know that in this time and space, this thing has become a rare thing.Glancing at the wasteful look of joy, he pulled him away.

"Ah," Zhengxing, who was eating, was hugged by someone on his head. Feng Lan smiled and pushed the other person, "Master, I'm eating...uh..." Before she finished speaking, her mouth was gagged, so The onion slices in the opponent's mouth slipped into his mouth.

As soon as Sicangqing's mouth left, Feng Lan's face turned red, and her tone was slightly dissatisfied: "Master..., you, how can you be so wicked?"

He was obviously late for what was in his mouth, so he stuffed it into his mouth if he didn't like it.Really, really bad!

Seeing that Si Cangqing was not ashamed and eating the meal comfortably, what Feng Lan was about to say was blocked in her throat, and there was a strong smell of onion in her mouth, she couldn't help but feel amused.So it was rare for him to have bad thoughts, he took a mouthful of a shallot, quickly turned around to the man's neck upstairs, and kissed it proactively, imitating what the other person did just now, and sent the onion slices into Si Cangqing's mouth with the tip of his tongue.

Before this person could react, Feng Lan backed away, hurriedly got up and walked out, "Master, I'm full, I'm going to take a bath first."

There was an obvious smile in the words.

Looking at the door where the person's brisk back disappeared, Si Cangqing's eyes were soft, and he swallowed the green onion involuntarily.

...Feng Lan is happy, that's good.

"Master," Feng Lan gently stroked Si Cangqing's bare chest, and said in a low voice, "Ping Tian and Tian Yang are gone...I'm afraid it won't be so easy for them to come back."

Si Cangqing hummed nonchalantly, but in her mind she was thinking about some urgent matters that should be dealt with during this period, and after making some arrangements, she could go out of the palace and retrieve the two in person.

Anyway, he still owed Qiu Pingtian once, and he promised to accompany him to visit his family during the southern expedition, but he never had the chance to fulfill his promise.

Thinking of this, Si Cangqing asked softly: "Lan, in a few days, I will accompany you to worship your family!"

The movements of her fingers paused, and Feng Lan immediately understood the other party's plan, and he smiled understandingly: "Master, I was working in Jiangdong a few days ago, and I paid my respects to my family... So, next year."

He knew that Si Cangqing would definitely go to find Cheng Tianyang and Qiu Pingtian, and it would take at least another month to leave, and someone had to stay in the palace to take care of things.Thinking of this, Feng Lan couldn't help sighing, probably all the ministers in the court would have their headaches... There is no emperor who runs out like Si Cangqing every day.

The most helpless person is probably the serious and upright Prime Minister. I don't know if he will have another dispute with Si Cangqing.

"Master," Feng Lan said again suddenly, hesitated for a long time before saying: "Seventh Young Master...he, he is in Cuichun Pavilion..."

Cuichun Pavilion?Si Cangqing had a vague impression that it seemed to be a place of fireworks.Thinking of what happened last time in Qihonglou, Sishui City, his eyes could not help but turn cold.

Sensing Si Cangqing's displeasure, Feng Lan comforted her softly, "Seventh Young Master is probably angry for a while. He has a straightforward personality and sometimes does things without considering the consequences...Master, don't be angry."

Si Cangqing turned her head and kissed the other person's forehead, "I'm fine."

"Master, won't you go find him?" Seeing that Si Cangqing was about to sleep with her eyes closed, Feng Lan asked again.On that day, Ran Shuang ran out of the palace angrily, regardless of her own status, she spent the past two days in Cuichun Pavilion, must be confused?

Si Cangqing replied flatly: "In a few days."

Feng Lan was slightly startled, not quite understanding the other party's thoughts, seeing that Si Cangqing had no desire to explain, so she sighed and closed her eyes.Is that proud seventh son lucky or unlucky to meet someone like his master?

"Seventh son..."

Looking at the handsome young man hugging him so happily, the old bustard boldly reminded him, "Look, you've been here for five days...drinking and having fun all day is not good for your health..."

Ran Shuang glanced sideways at the other party, and snorted, "Don't do this, Cuihua, you are not so timid, you actually want to catch up with me? If I am not happy today, I am too lazy to pursue..."

"Qiye, come and have another drink." Seeing that something was wrong, the woman on the right hurriedly brought the wine glass.

The old bustard had a bitter face, this evil spirit really couldn't be bothered and couldn't be driven away!It was a grand wedding ceremony on that day, but who among the people in the capital don't know that Ran Shuangran is one of the several noble concubines in the palace?He came to whoring so openly, if someone saw him...

Thinking of this, the old bustard felt chills on his neck.

Scanning the empty hall, the bustard sighed for a long time. In order not to be noticed by others in the past few days, she had no choice but to temporarily suspend the business of Cuichun Pavilion.

Bursts of laughter came from among the hibiscus, and the old bustard prayed secretly, that evil spirit should go away quickly!

Just as she was thinking this way, she saw a servant rushing in, rushed in front of her, panting heavily, pointed to the door with one hand, and said, "No, it's not good, it's not good!"

"Ah Er, why are you panicking? If the guests are here like this, you won't be frightened..."

"No, no!"

"It's not what?" The old bustard just got angry and was about to give Ah Er a good lesson when she was surprised to find a person striding in. After seeing the red lotus on the forehead of that person, she fell to the ground with a plop. to the ground, "Untouchable see..."

"Where is Ran Shuangran?"

"Back, back to the emperor..."

Si Cangqing impatiently walked towards the second floor, found the Furong Room according to the laughter that came from time to time, pushed the door open, and saw that the man was surrounded by a group of prostitute women, without any flair.

The old bustard hurriedly got up and went upstairs, but when she heard footsteps behind her, she looked back and her face turned pale. A large number of imperial guards rushed in, and she hurried towards Furongjian.

Inside the Furong Room, there was a dead silence.

The ground was full of women kneeling, Ran Shuang didn't care at all, poured himself a drink, and ignored the cold people beside him.

"Come here!" Si Cangqing ordered coldly, "Seal the Cuichun Pavilion!"

"Your Majesty!" The bustard plopped down in front of Si Cangqing, trembling, "The untouchable begs the Emperor..."

"Go back!"

"Your Majesty, Cuichun Pavilion is actually..."

"My words, do you want to disobey?"

The cold voice made everyone tremble, and the old bustard and a group of women were taken away by the Imperial Forest Army.

With a puff, Ran Shuang, who was still cold-faced, suddenly laughed out loud, squinted at the man standing there staring at him, and said, "You really sealed this place?"

Si Cangqing didn't answer, just walked in front of him, grabbed the wine glass, and grabbed him with the other hand, "Come back to the palace with me!"

Throwing away the opponent's arm, Ran Shuang snorted, "What if I don't want to?"

Si Cangqing stared quietly at the man's haughty eyes, suddenly tapped the man's acupuncture points, then hugged Ran Shuangran horizontally, turned and left.

"Si Cangqing!" Ran Shuang was furious, and glared at him, "How dare you touch my acupoint again?!" What was even more annoyed was that he hit the other party again.

Si Cangqing looked at him with lowered eyebrows, and said in an unusually soft voice, "How about accompanying you to the outskirts of the city today?"

"I don't want to go!"

Kissing the man's eyebrows, Si Cangqing left slightly, looking at the man's staring eyes, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

All the words were choked in her throat, Ran Shuang stared blankly at the man's gentle smile.

"...I want to go swimming in the lake."

"it is good."

The first volume of the final volume: Inquiring about Love: The Seventh Palace Supreme, the Nai Nai Chi Long Song

The lake water is soupy, and the boat is slightly swaying.There is a person facing the water, who sings long songs to amuse his feelings.

"Huohuo kills trees, kings and grandsons wander and don't return; shallows cover water, horizontal boats rippling...

A loud and melodious singing sounded in my ears, and Si Cangqing was sitting in the semi-open cabin, sipping tea and admiring the scenery, while silently looking at the person sitting in the bow, singing happily.Looking back again, you can see that in the small pavilion of flowers and trees by the lake bank, there are groups of Yingying and swallows, pointing here, or covering their mouths and laughing lightly, or playing in anger.

"There are beautiful women in beautiful clothes, and there are beautiful women in beautiful clothes!" Ran Shuangran patted the rhythm, and smiled at the woman opposite.

"...Oh, what a shame!"

Si Cangqing walked slowly to the side of the person who was singing so happily, and could clearly hear the laughter and annoyance of the women here, leaning against Ranshuang and sat down, the other party ignored him, just Singing directly to the opposite side:

"I'm disconsolate, I'm still thinking about it, I'm tossing and turning, I'm looking forward to seeing nothing; I'm lonely, I'm walking alone, I'm sighing, I can't get what I want.”

The man's waist was wrapped around his arm, but the other party stared at him, Si Cangqing remained indifferent.