"The Empress?"

Li Shiyan came back to her senses and looked at Yan Qiao, her eyes turned cold and solemn: "Yan Qiao, arrange the carriage and go to the general's mansion."

Qiaoyan was silent, her almond eyes widened, and she said cowardly: "Ke... His Highness has ordered..."

"I asked you to prepare a carriage." Before Qiaoyan's words could be finished, Li Shiyan said sternly, his voice was mixed with a little anger, and his snow-white face had long been blushed like rouge due to anger.

Seeing this, Qiaoyan didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so she had to go on and make arrangements.

She has been with Li Shiyan since she was a child, and she knows the best of her character. She dares to mess with her and dares not to obey her.

Li Shiyan looked out of the carved pane, and was gentle and elegant like the crescent moon on the beautiful eyebrows. A layer of hostility floated on her elegant face. The moonlight reflected the ink-colored eyes, and a slightly cold smile slid across her face.

Li Yunqing, if you are cruel, don’t blame me for being so cruel.

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Late at night, even in the bustling and lively center of Yu Street, there was only a cold wind and the songbird's courtyard. The beautiful girl was still standing next to the railings, stretching out her fair arms to attract guests to laugh and laugh.

At night, the general's mansion was already terrible. Except for the occasional patrol soldiers and the sound of the bluestone floor, everything was terrible.

The greenery in the small courtyard is like embroidered, and the trees near the water have not yet shown lushness. They just carry a thin green branch of early spring, decorating the clear daytime sky in the pane.

The night is covered with the brittle texture of smoke and crystal, and the ethereal fragrance is like the swaying light in the deep sea, vaguely indicating the direction. The delicate green curtains slowly roll up, and the six screens as the background are painted with vast rivers, and the undulating reeds like snow-white wind and waves on the shore.

On the Arhat bed in front of the screen, Yun Wan was wearing a complex purple dress, with a green jade hairpin on her head, and her face was painted with exquisite goose yellow face, with a gorgeous look that was quite beautiful.

He picked up a silver needle and teased the sandalwood in the incense burner. His every move showed her style as a lady from the general's house.

In the night, a maid dressed in pink palace clothes came quickly. As soon as she entered the room, she knelt on her own, her eyes lowered, and said respectfully: "Miss, the second imperial concubine is here."

"Oh?" Yun Wan pursed her lips and thoughtfully. She would come to her in the middle of the night. Could it be that something big? Li Shiyan usually rarely comes to her house to find her. After all, she has different identities now, and she is afraid that someone will leave any handle. She has entrusted her before that, if there is no big deal, she will come to her house less.

She gracefully shined her eyebrows, and without thinking too much, she gracefully put the silver needle in her hand. When she was about to get up from the embroidery mat to see what happened, she saw a figure walking out from outside the door, with a three-fold overlapping scarlet collar and a skirt behind her dragging the slick green ripples.

Li Shiyan approached Yun Wan step by step, but her elegant grace seemed to dissipate as the distance shortened. Anger, dark joy, and the sorrow of not being loved gradually appeared on her face, and the cold moon facing her back may not be as cold as the chill on her face.

As she walked into the door, Yun Wan stood up and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? It's right that you're in a bad mood. Could it be that something happened?" As she said that, a few surprises appeared on her face.
Chapter completed!