Immortal Voices

Rong Xian opened his eyes for a moment, and looked magnificent and noble.

"Mother, are you awake?" Ye Er whispered softly.

Rong Xian waved his hand and said, "You go down first."

Ye Er stared at the words and stopped, and looked at the gorgeous concubine lady lying on the couch, and he hesitated and then took the **** palace girl back out.

Only Rong Xian was left in the palace, and she quickly received the information of this world.

She is now an imperial concubine in the palace, loved by the emperor, and even the queen has to avoid its edge, even though she has only just entered the palace for three days and has not even seen the emperor.

But her elder brother's father had heavy soldiers in his hands, and his power fell to the world. As soon as she entered the palace, she was a concubine, which made the emperor very afraid.

Rong Xian's fingertips crossed the phoenix pattern on the quilt, and his eyes fell on the incense burner on the desk case.

The faint aroma is particularly elegant, but unfortunately it is poisonous.

The quilt under the quilt was soaked with poisonous water.

Look at the bonsai placed outside the hall, there is poison buried in the soil.

Rong Xian took the golden pimple from his head and took a sniff on the tip of his nose. It was still poisonous.

She sighed. The original owner was singing on all sides, who wouldn't die if she didn't die.

Then the original owner really died.

Rong Xian: "..." Well, she could not enter this body if the original owner did not die.

Rong Xian's eyebrows flashed across the sky, and she took the book beside her. After she brushed her palm on the book, it looked like there was nothing strange about the book, but the contents were different.

Rong Xian's fingertips are on the point of writing, um, the red envelope group.

[Meng Mengda Little Fairy: @ 云 逸仙 人, can my brother send me a sculpting elixir? I trade for food. 】

[Magic Gao Zhang: The younger sister can find this seat. The elixir you have is available. 】

[Meng Mengda Little Fairy: @ 魔高一丈, really, can I have a panacea for weight loss and beauty? 】

Rong Xian's fingertips stopped under the name of Meng Meng Da, and she chuckled.

[The host will be cute for ten days. 】

[Large group owner: rely on your own strength to lose weight and whiten, do not speculate. 】

After Rong Xian brushed a wave of presence, the whole group of red envelopes quieted down.

Immediately the group boiled.

[High school senior dog: Is it you? You finally appear again. 】

[Death: The owner hasn't appeared for a hundred years. 】

[Magic Gao Zhang: The time flow rate on my side is 300 years. 】

[Under the Papal Crown of Sadness and Mercy: Caught an alive master, excited. 】

[Emperor of the theater: The group owner greatly asked for cover. 】

[Big cat is the cutest: How old is the owner this year? Curious. 】

[Senior high school dog: The owner just went to junior high school. 】

Rong Xian's mouth slightly tilted, [The master of the group is big: @ 看 戏 的 皇帝, I'm on your plane, come to Fengxi Palace. 】

After sending the message, Rong Xian tossed the book aside, Gao cold ignored the stormy waves in the group.

In the Imperial Academy, criticizing the memorials, the young emperor secretly sneaking into the water group suddenly snorted, jumping up like a cat with a tail on it.

Father An: "Emperor, are you ill?"

Ji Xiuhuo hurriedly exclaimed: "Drive the Fengxi Palace."

The father-in-law was surprised and shouted, "The emperor is driving Fengxi Palace."

In the harem, the princess who heard the news almost didn't tear up the handkerchief.

In Fengxi Palace, Rong Xian is lying lazily on the soft collapse, and the maid Yeer, who is close to him, has been running away in recent years, with a happy face: "Madam, the emperor will be here in a while, soon, slaves will clean up for you. "

Rong Xian refused warmly: "No need, go on."

Ye Er was anxious: "Madam, don't be capricious. You have been in the palace for three days. The emperor has finally come to see you. You need to dress up and give the emperor a good impression."

Rong Xian slightly tilted his head and yelled at Ye Er, and said lightly, "Go out."

Her voice was not loud, it sounded soft, and her eyes were gentle and peaceful, but Ye Er's heart froze, and when she was persuaded, she couldn't open her mouth, but she retreated lightly.

The damsels were unwilling to please the emperor, and they had no way.

After a while, the young emperor came.

Ji Xiu stepped down from the cart and looked at the palace man kneeling on the ground, except for the concubine.

There was some suspicion in his heart, and he ignored the kneeling person and hurried toward the palace.

The horrified people looked surprised and thought secretly that the emperor really loved the concubine most.

Ji Xiu walked into the room, and at a glance he saw the woman half-lying in front of the window.

He wasn't the first time to see a concubine. He quietly watched it when he was admitted to the palace. The concubine was grown up at home. It's pure and simple, but the whole body has always been domineering, even him. The emperor was not afraid.

A few days after entering the palace, he used his behavior to comprehensively explain what is arrogant and arrogant, and the sixth palace.

But when I see you today, the imperial concubine's momentum has completely changed.

Just looking at it from a distance gave him a sense of tenderness and tenderness.

"Ji Xiu." Rong Xian turned to look at the emperor at the door, her lips slightly raised.

Her eyes were gentle and healed like clear skies and clear waters, and her eyes were silently watching, as if to be able to heal all the negative emotions in people's hearts.

Ji Xiu took a deep breath and tentatively said, "Is the group owner big?"

Rong Xian bowed her head slightly, and she had a certain demeanor.

Ji Xiu got an affirmative answer, stepped forward, came in, and closed the door smoothly.

He just ran into the nose at the tolerance point just now. He secretly muttered: The emperor was so anxious for the first time, did he really like the concubine?

Ji Xiu rushed to Rong Xian, looked up and down Rong Xian, and breathed a long breath, saying, "It's different. It's really different from the concubine."

Rong Xian got up from the collapse, his eyes were calm and accommodating: "The first time I met, I was Rong Xian."

Ji Xiu's tongue was exactly the same as the concubine. He hesitated and asked, "Are you attached to the concubine?"

Rong Xian laughed softly, wearing gorgeous emerald skirts on her body, especially gentle and soft.

She was very candid: "Your concubine is dead, and from today on, I will take over her life."

After a pause, she added with a touch of fun: "You're a dirty house in the imperial palace. After three days of being a good concubine, you are dead. It's unexpected that you are still alive."

Ji Xiu :! !!

Ji Xiu had a cold back and asked nervously: "Master, do you know what's going on?"

Rong Xian scratched his fingernails casually and said, "Please ask my doctor to check in the palace. I thought I lived in a poison cave when I first arrived."

After Ji Xiu understood what she was talking about, her face suddenly became ugly.

Although he did not want to see the concubine, but also meant to use the concubine to win over the general, he could never let the concubine die in the palace.

He was so angry that he held the jade around his waist, full of anger: "Does the owner know who is moving his hand?"

Rong Xian slowly said, "You should ask who hasn't started."