Longevity

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In addition to admiration and regret, there is another kind of sarcasm, saying that this is arrogant because of being favored, and he dared to lose his temper with the emperor.

When she was still the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, she is not the head now, but just an ordinary imperial concubine.

To act like this is to be arrogant and domineering, just like the current Tianhai Sword Sect's style.

This statement was supported by more than half of the people.

About Leng Feiqiong, everyone knows that she is the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect and married into the imperial palace.

Then I don't understand much.

As for the original Leng Feiqiong, the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect, it is too far away for the people of Shenjing.

No matter how powerful a person is, as long as the distance is far enough and he has never seen it, it is difficult to have a deep understanding.

What's more, as the people of Shenjing, they can see the emperor, so they have a bit of pride in their bones, and they especially look down on the arrogance of Tianhai Sword Sect.

The so-called Ai Wu Ji Wu, who was dissatisfied with the Tianhai Sword Sect, turned his anger on Leng Feiqiong. Hearing this, he was naturally critical.

What's more, they are all in awe of the emperor, and they can't bear the arrogance of a noble concubine to the emperor.

If she is not treated well, will all the noble concubines follow suit, then the harem will be in chaos, and it will become a joke to work hard.

Xu Qingluo frowned and looked at Chu Ling.

Chu Ling was lowering her head to pick up vegetables, noticed her gaze, and said with a smile, "What do you see me doing?"

"Do they make sense?" Xu Qingluo said, "Sister Chu, do you think so too?"

"Didn't they quarrel on purpose?" Chu Ling asked.

Xu Qingluo said: "What if it wasn't intentional?"

"There won't be such a thing." Chu Ling shook his head: "Your Senior Sister Leng is Linglong's heart."

At the beginning, she was hostile to Leng Feiqiong because of the queen, but as time passed and she got to know each other better, this hostility dissipated.

Leng Feiqiong looked glamorous and aggressive, but in fact she was extremely flexible, and she would never do such extreme things.

Maybe when she was in the Tianhai Sword Sect, she said one thing and gave orders with a stern aura, but when she arrived at the palace, she was as warm as a spring breeze.

It can only be said that she is really powerful, but she can be firm or soft, and she can change freely without any obstacles by using any means wherever she goes.

She thought to herself that she could not do this step.

Xu Qingluo looked at Fakong: "If someone who knows Senior Sister Leng thinks she can do such a thing?"

"She is a human being," Fakong said, "She is a person with deep affection, and it is not surprising to do anything because of her affection."

Women are easy to be emotional, which is almost everyone's inherent impression.

So almost no one doubted that this was a game, and it was done on purpose.

Even the disciples and elders of the Tianhai Sword Sect would not doubt it, they were either shocked or happy or worried.

Xu Qingluo smiled and said: "That's good. If someone really suspects it, it will be dangerous for the senior sister to go to the Tianhai Sword Sect."

"It's not suitable for her to go now." Fakong shook his head.

Xu Qingluo said: "Don't go directly?"

"There needs to be a bridge as a guide." Fakong said.

"Zhuo Ping?" Xu Qingluo asked hurriedly.

Fakong nodded slowly.

Chu Ling said: "Zhuo Ping doesn't look very awake, can you imagine this?"

"It's just because he's not very alert and he's so stubborn that he came up with this idea." Zhou Yu said softly, "He's actually been dissatisfied with Zhao Qianjun for a long time."

Chu Ling said: "No matter how dissatisfied Zhao Qianjun is, if you want to change the head, I'm afraid it won't be her turn, right?"

The most unlikely next head is Leng Feiqiong.

Xu Qingluo's bright eyes flickered, and she said softly: "Then Senior Sister Leng will take the initiative to attack and go to Zhuo Ping."

Chu Ling said: "If she took the initiative to tell Zhuo Ping that she wanted to return to the Tianhai Sword Sect, Zhuo Ping might agree."

"He will agree." Zhou Yu nodded slightly.

In Zhuo Ping's mind, the Tianhai Sword Sect during Leng Feiqiong's period was the best Tianhai Sword Sect, unmatched by anyone.

In his heart, he has always longed to restore the original appearance of the Tianhai Sword Sect. This time, he tried every means to meet Leng Feiqiong, which was actually a derivative of this idea.

"That's easy." Xu Qingluo laughed.

Zhuo Ping sat cross-legged on the couch, his head was steaming white, his eyes were closed tightly, and his expression was serious and painful.

A young man came in through the curtain, and stood beside him lightly, without approaching him, but just stood quietly watching him.

Zhuo Ping suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shot like sword light, he exhaled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Elder,... There is a person asking to see you." The young man stammered.

"who?"

The young man shook his head, reached out and took out an iron plate from his sleeve, and handed it over carefully: "She said that the elder will know it when he sees it."

Zhuo Ping took the black iron plate with a frown, looked it over carefully, squinted his eyes with only a thin slit exposed, staring at the engraved patterns on the iron plate.

"Elder?" the young man asked curiously.

Zhuo Ping stared at him fiercely.

The young man was startled, and his neck shrank involuntarily.

Zhuo Ping got off the bed abruptly, swayed his body, and his face suddenly turned white and then red.

The young man hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Elder!"

Zhuo Ping pushed his hand away, took a deep breath of the iron embroidery smell coming from his throat under the air pressure, and strode out.

The young man hurriedly followed, and couldn't help being extremely curious, who is this woman, and why did Elder Zhuo lose his composure?

Zhuo Ping came to the door with strides, and saw a graceful woman standing at the door, wearing a white gauze, completely covering her face, with her eyes closed, like a willow tree standing tall and straight.

The four guards at the door stared at her without blinking.

Zhuo Ping came close, cupped his fists and saluted: "Please—!"

The graceful woman opened her bright eyes, nodded slightly, and walked in, with Zhuo Ping following behind her.

The disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect were even more curious.

Elder Zhuo is very particular about etiquette, and he is meticulous about ranking, seating and seniority.

Is there any woman in the world who can make Elder Zhuo voluntarily follow behind?

Could it be...?

Their complexions changed slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I had a faint feeling when I looked at them before, but the figure, posture and temperament of the woman in front of me were different from what I had imagined.

So I was dubious and didn't dare to have such an idea.

But seeing Zhuo Ping's performance now, the hidden thoughts in their hearts came out again, and they couldn't help but think wildly.

Compared with the disciples in Tianhai Sword Sect, the disciples in Tianhai Bieyuan had a different attitude towards Leng Feiqiong.

They were in Shenjing and knew Fakong's prestige and reputation. They saw Fakong's blessing ceremony and Yangyang ceremony with their own eyes.

So they were not as disbelieving and angry as other Tianhai Sword Sect disciples when Leng Feiqiong worshiped Fakong as his teacher.

They can understand Leng Feiqiong's choice.

There are really endless benefits to worshiping such a master. If I have the opportunity, I will definitely not let it go.

Zhuo Ping walked into the room facing Leng Feiqiong, cupped his fists and said, "Master, are you...?"

Leng Feiqiong took off the white gauze, revealing a glamorous jade face.

Zhuo Ping stared straight at her.

Leng Feiqiong said: "A little bit of disguise, how's the injury?"

Zhuo Ping smiled wryly.

Leng Feiqiongyu reached out, and Zhuo Ping's wrist was already caught by her. She closed her bright eyes for a moment, then opened them again: "Come on the bed, I will help you."

"Master..." Zhuo Ping hesitated.

"Stop rambling, hurry up!" Leng Feiqiong snorted.

Zhuo Ping got on the couch helplessly, and sat cross-legged, while Leng Feiqiong sat directly behind him, pressing his palms on his back.

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