Fragrance Beauty

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When Chang Tingjun saw that Chen Gonggong was speechless, he glanced at him and left without a word.

Chen Gonggong looked at the back of Chang Tingjun's cold departure, and it took him a while to respond.

He could not help frowning his thin frown.

evildoer.

That is evil.

It's definitely a scourge that this child will grow up.

I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse for the queen's wife to leave this person.

Chen Gonggong thought for a long time in the place, the more he thought the more he should remind the queen, so he got up, hurried out of Chen Mansion, and hurried to the palace.

...

In the afternoon, Mrs. He came with her little daughter to visit, and said something for a while before leaving.

Queen Chen asked Miyagi to accept the cup of hospitality, and asked casually, "Where did your highness go again?"

Gong Yan replied obediently: "His Highness is listening to Mr. Zhen in Xixiang Fang. Recently, Mr. Zhen is talking about the South King and North Expedition. His Highness seems to be particularly interested. He will not come back until he finishes speaking."

Xiao Yingying, who is only a three-year-old child, has such a keen mind. As a mother, she is naturally very happy.

With a slight smile on the corner of Queen Lips' lips, she was very comfortable: "This child has been interested in dancing with swords since he was a child. If he is really interested in this aspect, this palace will not restrain him."

A palace dweller walked in outside the door and blessed her. "Mother, father-in-law Chen."

"Xuan." Queen Chen waved.

A few moments later, the figure of Gong Chen appeared outside the door. Chen Gonggong stepped in and made a ritual, then took the tea cup in the hands of Miyazaki and waited skillfully.

Although Chen Gonggong is a person around the queen, he has a considerable status in the palace. He must be sympathetic to the emperor. If some trivial matters can be replaced by the emperor, he will not be toiled.

Queen Chen looked at him and smiled lightly: "You are not helping to deal with the affairs of Fuchu recently, why are you here to serve me?"

After hearing the words, Gong Chen smiled with a low eyebrow and replied, "I'm afraid that those who are born in the palace will not be used to you.

"Okay, you are not a person who can go around the curve. If you have anything to say, just say it." The Queen Chen took the cup from Chen Gong's hand, and gently blew the floating leaves above. Take a sip of light lip.

Chen Gonggong retired from the palace, so he quietly said, "Does the mother still remember that the orphans of the Chang family who were kept in the house five days ago?"

"I know." Queen Chen sighed slightly. "This child is also a poor child. So young, he has passed through the door. How have he been in the government these days?"

Gong Chen said quickly, "You are taking care of your mother, the baby is doing very well. It's just ..." After a tone, he stopped talking.

After hearing the hesitation inside, Queen Chen asked the situation, "How is that?"

Gong Chen frowned: "It's just that I'm a little bit unwilling to discipline. In the end, it's a child raised by everyone. For a while, the identity changes too quickly. Working with those rough people, I may not be able to adapt as soon as possible."

He paused and looked at the gentle eyes of Empress Chen, and continued to say: "In the past few days, there have been many supervisors to tell the old slave that this child is extremely difficult to discipline. In fact, this is nothing, the old slave is just Worried, in case the servants suspected the child's identity, he talked a few words, just because he would be implicated in the whole family ... "

In a few words, euphemism was added, meaning the original meaning.

Queen Chen was kind and sighed.

"Mother-in-law, the gentleman is not under the wall, let alone the mother-in-law is not alone, and her highness. Her Highness will be a prince in the future."

Chen Gonggong's old face was anxious: "Now the emperor has accepted Lin Guiren. These days are with Lin Guiren ... The old slave watched Lin Guiren's fascination, I am afraid that she will be pregnant with the blood of the emperor soon, when ...

He was worried about writing it plainly on his face. Lin Guiren's arrogance knows the whole harem.

If something goes wrong and someone is seized by the handle, I'm afraid that the identity of the queen can't be sheltered.

Empress Chen sighed, "This palace understands."

Chen Gonggong accepted as soon as he was good, and he didn't say much when he saw it.

The air calmed down gradually, and only the sound of incense tossing and shaking the fan was heard.

...

Early June, the rainy season.

A sudden heavy rain disrupted the rhythm of the lunch break.

Chang Tingjun was brought into Empress Chen's house by two palace princes. After spending three days in Chen Fu, he learned that the man who rescued him that day was the current queen.

Her husband killed his family indiscriminately, but she risked his life.

Therefore, the concept of right and wrong between people has always been so complicated.

Chang Tingjun was arranged to sit in the hall. He was very polite to greet him. Perhaps he felt that he would be hungry without lunch, so he specially prepared a refreshment aside.

After sitting quietly, he heard some movement in the inner room, and footsteps sounded.

Chang Tingjun looked in that direction, his black eyes glowed with gleam of fluctuation.

I saw the lady who appeared that day came over again.

Wearing a blue and white brocade satin tuxedo skirt, she looked elegant and chic, and she didn't hold her head. She just walked over like a laziness like walking in the courtyard.

Her beauty is from the inside out, calm and close.

"Meet the queen's maiden, and I don't want to salute anymore." Miyazaki, who had prepared refreshments for him, saw Chang Tingjun sitting motionless and could not help but remind her.

Chang Tingjun stood up, looked at Queen Chen, and said, "Queen's mother ..."

Empress Chen smiled lightly and took off her dress, Mei Yuxiang said: "Tingjun, don't be so restrained, just sit down."

He hesitated and sat down.

Queen Chen sighed in his heart. He was only four years older than his uncle. He was still a child, but he had already experienced many more cruel things than adults.

His eyes fell on the refreshment beside him: "Did you have lunch at noon?"

Chang Tingjun shook his head.

"Eat some, these refreshments are also my favorite," said Empress Chen with a gentle smile.

"Not hungry."

"Also." Queen Chen nodded, and it was enough, and her eyes did not move away from Chang Tingjun for a moment, which made her feel the importance he attached to the boy.

A greeting is inevitable: "How many days have you lived in Fuzhong?"

"it is good."

"Habit of eating?"

"used."

"What about sleeping at night?"

"Alright."

Although the answers were concise, each question was counted.

Before the Queen Chen summoned Chang Tingjun, she heard that the child did not like to talk to others and often ignored others. But when she saw it today, it wasn't as much as they said.

Lonely is imprinted in the bones.

The child had a strange temperament, and it was chilling to be quiet but young.

He was there quietly and it was easy to be ignored. But if you accidentally glance at it, you can also leave an indelible impression.

The rain fell outside the house, across the rubble on the roof, and mung bean beads generally hit the ground clearly, splashing cement pits.

"Tingjun, do you want revenge?"

Empress Chen suddenly said, this sentence, seemingly abruptly asked, as if suddenly broke a peace.

But I feel that asking is justified.

The hatred of destroying the door, the revenge of killing the father and mother, is vivid.

Chang Tingjun lowered his eyes, and the thick black eyelashes covered the emotions in those eyes, or in other words, there was never any exposed emotion in those eyes.