The reborn son is vicious

Daexu Palace

The Jade Palace was brightly lit, and the female officer in charge, Cuiyu, looked at Leng Zhaoyi sitting in the sandalwood grand teacher's chair, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

The night was dark, but the noble master in front of her seemed to have no intention of resting at all, Cuiyu subconsciously wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, she saw Yanran standing next to Leng Xi with her hands down, not moving. He shook his head sensually at her.

Cuiyu froze for a moment, then froze in place.

Fortunately, Leng Xi didn't notice their actions. In fact, he had been silent since he returned to the palace. At this moment, his lowered eyes and the white hand resting on the carved armrest were unconscious. He curled up, and the bright palace lantern reflected on his side face, showing a kind of cool to bewitching beauty.

"Yan Ran..." Leng Xi called softly, "What do you think happened tonight?"

Yan Ran followed Leng Xi to attend the third prince's full moon banquet tonight, so she naturally knew what Leng Xi was talking about, so she immediately replied respectfully: "Is your empress still thinking about Concubine Xian?"

"..." Leng Xi was noncommittal, but the hand resting on the armrest moved slightly.

"Your Majesty, didn't Master Huiyan say that the monster who harmed Daxu was Concubine Xian, and that Concubine Xian used the hands of the Third Prince to frame you, which is also hard evidence. Things like this..."

"Really?" Leng Xi smiled vaguely, and sighed softly: "Is Concubine Xian really a monster..."

Cuiyu also nodded at this moment, incredulously saying: "That's right, I didn't expect that the concubine Xian would be a demon, after all, she was born in the British government, and she has been favored all these years, she didn't expect to end up like this .”

Leng Xi raised his eyes, looked at Cuiyu who was sobbing, and said with a slight smile: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, go, prepare water for the palace, although there are many things tonight, but we still have to face them tomorrow. "

Cuiyu quickly stretched her body, echoed with a smile, and went down to get ready.

end of day

Leng Xi, with loose black hair, was half leaning on the bed, with a pair of clear phoenix eyes half-closed, as if watching Yan Ran extinguishing the candle.

"Leave one." He suddenly said casually.

"My lady, what did you say?" Yan Ran didn't seem to understand.

"Let's keep this last lamp."

"But..." Yan Ran frowned strangely, she wanted to say: The palace lanterns are bright, if you leave them on, I'm afraid it will disturb your good sleep.

But Leng Xi stopped, and thoughtfully said: "—Leave it to the person who should come."

early second watch

Leng Xi closed his eyes lightly, he did not fall asleep, in fact since the day he was reborn, it was very difficult for him to have a good sleep again.

Day and night, as long as he closes his eyes, scarlet blood and shrill screams will come as expected, reminding him all the time: wake up!Get ready to kill!Wake up and get ready for revenge!

"Boom-"

This small sound is particularly inconspicuous in this quiet night. It may be the fruit of the branches blown off by the wind, or the stones in the pond splashed into the water, or... the sound of a human body falling to the ground, if Those who fall asleep peacefully will never notice it.

But Leng Xi, who was lying on the bed and pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

He didn't move, nor did he call Yanran who was waiting outside.

Because he knew that even if he called, no one would agree to him, just like the days and nights in the cold palace in the previous life, no one——in his most desolate and painful moments, everyone laughed at him coldly, No one will lend a helping hand to him.

Now, this scene is about to reappear.

Very well, a sneer appeared on Leng Xi's lips - what a boldness, Da Furen and the others finally couldn't tolerate him anymore!

Well, so what? !Although my life is not as noble as yours, but if you want to take my life, Leng Xi, let's talk about it in the next life!

The last palace lantern in the bedroom was also extinguished, and the huge palace was terribly dark, and for a moment, only the gold-painted hourglass could be heard passing by.

Leng Xi silently counted the time in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened—come on, those who should come, let me send you to hell with my own hands!

A black figure slowly approached the exquisite bed curtain, but when the black figure was a step away from the bed curtain, he suddenly stopped, watching and watching silently.

The black figure raised his hand, as if he wanted to lift the curtain and take a good look at the face of the person on the bed, but unfortunately, the moment his slender hand touched the curtain, it stopped abruptly.

Only a long, deep sigh could be heard resounding in the silent palace.

Leng Xi's heart twitched, and an inexplicable feeling of familiarity and emotion rose from the bottom of his heart.

Silence like stagnant water - no one moved, only a curtain blocked them, separating them into two different worlds as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

In the end, the black figure standing outside the bed curtain took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, and lifted the exquisite barrier.

As the moonlight flowed, what greeted him was the pair of bright phoenix eyes of the person on the bed.

The black figure was stunned—he had calculated everything, but he never expected to meet the man's eyes.

In fact, from the first time He Liansheng saw Leng Xi, he felt that this person's eyes were... amazing.

He has seen all kinds of people, and read thousands of eyes, but he has never seen a pair of eyes like Leng Xi. It is true that Leng Xi was born very well, and those phoenix eyes like autumn water are even more impressive for his whole body. People gain a lot of points.

However, He Liansheng knew that Leng Xi's eyes were as beautiful as they were beautiful, but the brilliance in his eyes was as cold and silent as deep water in an ancient well. It looks like a snow-capped desert plain.

——Young and pale, like the collision of ice and fire, leaving only the coldness that is deeply lingering and washed away.

Such a pair of eyes was indeed born on a child who was not too young with curly hair - these eyes confused He Liansheng and also made him enchanted.

But now, these eyes that astonished him were staring at him as calmly as still water, without blinking.

"You..." He Liansheng was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.

But before he could finish his sentence, he heard Leng Xi, who was looking at him from the bed, asked coldly, "Who are you?"

He Liansheng became stiff all of a sudden.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Leng Xi's mood at this moment was also very complicated.

Because the person in front of him, he intuitively knows who it is, just like some people in life, even if he keeps silent and changes his appearance, you still know who it is.

However, Leng Xi looked coldly at the face of the person standing beside the bed, but in his heart he did not want to know this person.

——That man, his facial features are as perfect as carved, his face is like a crown of jade, his sword eyebrows fly slantingly, especially a pair of eyes that are as agile as ink paintings, they open and close with eagerness, and under the bridge of his handsome nose, there is a thin and moist face. His lips are tightly pursed, and although he is wearing a black nocturnal suit, his innate nobility and heroism cannot be concealed. He just stands here silently, as far away as a mountain and independent, as graceful as a Yushu Lanzhi.

Leng Xi narrowed his eyes, but the emotions in his heart sank again and again.

Such a bearing, such a face, how could it be the person in my memory?

——How could it be the cheeky and arrogant little servant Sheng Mo who pestered him?

how can that be possible……

"Leng Xi, I..." He Liansheng saw that Leng Xi's expression became more and more sneering, and his heart became more anxious. He was actually very afraid—he was afraid that Leng Xi would no longer trust him, he was afraid that Leng Xi would not want to see him again Yes, he is afraid...

He was afraid that Leng Xi would not leave Daxu with him, and he would eventually lose such a, one... confidant.

Now, when he saw the expression on Leng Xi's face, he could already foresee that his worries and fears would eventually come true!

"I don't care who you are", but Leng Xi suddenly turned his gaze away, as if he was impatient, and said coldly: "Since you didn't come to take my life, please leave quickly——I know that you are highly capable and extraordinary , but don't forget, Your Excellency, this is the imperial palace, and it is also my Leng Xi's domain, you may not be afraid of Murong Jing, but you should be afraid of me, after all you..."

He basked in the cold as he spoke, and said indifferently: "You know my tricks, don't you—Sheng Mo?"

Although Leng Xi's words were in a mild tone, He Liansheng was shocked like a thunderbolt from the blue sky!

"No!" He couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed the brocade quilt covered by Leng Xi with his hands, and the grip became tighter and tighter. The strength in his hands, let alone the quilt, was about to tear the entire brocade quilt. meaning.

"How could I come to take your life! Leng Xi, listen to my explanation, I, I am actually..."

He Liansheng really wants to say - I don't want to deceive you, I just can't help myself, because I am He Liansheng, the illegitimate son of Empress Daxu and Jingjue Regent.

But when the words came to his lips, bitterness, pain, despair... instantly overwhelmed him, like a drowning person, who could no longer make any sound.

"What are you actually?" Leng Xi didn't even look at He Liansheng's anxious face, and said in a low voice: "You want to tell me that you are not some lowly little fellow Sheng Mo, you are Mr. Yu Ci Queen's man, isn't it? Or, should I call you..."

Leng Xi raised his eyes, the glint in his eyes was piercing, "—the late Daxu Seventh Prince? Murong Shengmo?"

He Liansheng raised his eyes suddenly, those exquisite phoenix eyes like ink paintings opened wide open as if he had seen a ghost during the day!

【Yes, don't doubt, Sheng Xiaogong, he's back!In the next chapter, there will be Shen, Mi, Jia, Guest, and Row~ (reread)】

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