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"Bring me in, I want to see how capable the person who poured dirty water on me is. Who gave me the guts to do such a crazy thing." She said, glancing at Song Yuling go.

Song Yuling was at a loss, Jiang Yue clearly said that the iron should be struck while the iron is hot, but now it has become Ling Xianger's "showing his talents"?

It was none other than Chang Le who was escorted in.

Chang Le, who is usually kind, was seriously injured at this time, and his buttocks were especially bloodstained.

"Slave, please greet the empress and the imperial concubine." Chang Le said out of breath.

The pain from his buttocks made him clench his teeth in pain even when he took a breath.

He never expected that Ling Xiang'er would find out that he shouldn't have worked for Song Yuling in the first place, and he should have faced Ling Xiang'er when he came into Fengyi Pavilion.

"Sister, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to make me sick? Do you want me to see a servant wagging his tail and begging for mercy?" Song Yuling asked in confusion, her voice raised a little unconsciously.

Ling Xiang'er stretched out her eyes and mouth, and laughed softly.

"Sister, don't tell me, this servant in front of me is like a piece of rat shit. My sister's Fengyi Pavilion is a small temple. I really can't tolerate his big Buddha. Besides, I will punish him severely if he eats the inside out." She was instantly annoyed, and the delicate teacup in her hand fell to the ground with a flick of her hand.

The hot tea splashed on Chang Le's body, and he mumbled to himself, but he didn't dare to look up at Ling Xiang'er.

Song Yuling understood, it turned out that Jiang Yue's eyeliner was Chang Le in front of him.

Now Ling Xiang'er has found the eyeliner, so she embarrasses herself in front of her, and doesn't even save the steps for her.

"Imperial concubine, you need to save this servant, the servant is innocent." Chang Le yelled while laying on the ground.

Don't say that he was caught by Ling Xiang'er, even if he wasn't caught, with Ling Xiang'er's status alone, it would be easy to execute a slave, and Song Yuling couldn't interfere.

Ling Xiang'er was waiting for Song Yuling to stop calling herself, and when Song Yuling was secretly anxious, there was a noisy sound from outside the bedroom.

"Rong Luo, go out and see who is making noise outside." Ling Xiang'er was puzzled.

According to the logic, no one dares to approach Fengyi Pavilion, not to mention whether she is favored or not, at least she is the mother of a country in Xixia Kingdom... Ling Xianger, ask yourself, no one dares to offend her blatantly without fear of death.

After Rong Luo walked out of the bedroom, she found out who it was, it was Song Yuling's personal maid...Jiang Yue.

Seeing "Cheng Yaojin" appearing halfway, Rong Luo was in a dilemma, and wanted Ling Xiang'er to be the master, fearing that Jiang Yue had come prepared.

"Sister Rong, I'm here to see my empress. I have something urgent to report to the imperial concubine. Please trouble elder sister Rong to bring a word for my sister." Jiang Yue lowered her eyebrows and was polite to Rong Luoke.

Being put down by Jiang Yue's high hat, Rong Luo was too shy to refuse her.

"Wait for a while, I'll come back as soon as I go." Rong Luo walked into Fengyi Pavilion and walked in front of Ling Xiang'er.

Get close to Ling Xiang'er's ear, and tell her about Jiang Yue's visit.

Rong Luo stood aside after explaining, and Ling Xiang'er secretly looked at Song Yuling who was sitting on pins and needles.She laughed secretly, this time Song Yuling was stealing a lot of money, and was just about to see her joke.

Jiang Yue's voice sounded again, "Tell the imperial concubine, the servant has caught the source of the tongue-chewing."

One sentence immediately changed the expression of Song Yuling, who was fidgeting, and her restless heart quickly calmed down a little.

"Sister, don't say that I demolished your platform. This villain has his own troubles, and the sky net is full of laxity. There is no way, it is a destiny, no matter how we calculate it, we can't count it. Sister, what does my sister say? Is that right?" Song Yuling got up from the chair in a good mood.

He stopped in front of Chang Le, "Xiao Lezi, you are also surprised, this empress empress moved out of the family law, just to let you understand that the harem is not up to her, Feng Yin is in my hands. If there's anything wrong, I, Song Yuling, have to come and talk about it."

After some cynicism, Ling Xianger's originally arranged scenes were all overturned by Song Yuling directly.

Although Ling Xiang'er refused to give up, she also admitted that she was defeated.

Who made Song Yuling's confidant such a man who knew how to calculate, who knew how to borrow Dongfeng to suppress her in this good show.

The "ghost" was not caught, but almost became the "ghost"'s puppet.Ling Xianger was secretly angry, and just when Song Yuling was about to step out of Fengyi Pavilion, Ling Xianger asked the eunuch to set up Chang Le who was lying on the ground.

"Wait a minute, my sister is too confident. Chang Le, the jade around your neck cannot be afforded by you alone as a slave. This jade pendant has clear lines and is carved by a famous master. How dare you say it , Is this your thing?" Ling Xiang'er has also studied jade since she was a child.

It just so happened that before Concubine Ling's family fell into ruin, her family had a jade business.

Although I have a little understanding of jade, it is enough.The piece of jade on Chang Le's neck cannot be owned by ordinary people. It is a tribute, and the country that paid the tribute, if she guessed correctly, should be Nanjun State.

Nanjun is rich in Hetian jade, and she has seen similar jade pieces on Xuan Wumian's waist pendant.

Chang Le immediately knelt heavily on the ground, and as soon as he knelt down, cold sweat broke out on Song Yuling's palms.

Damn slave, how could Yupei be so easily exposed?

"Wait a minute, is my sister rogue to me with just a piece of jade? It's too hasty, I want to ask the emperor to judge." Song Yuling refused to give up and insisted on it to the end.

Just when they were arguing with each other, Xuan Wumian happened to come down, and he brought Dou Wenjing into Fengyi Pavilion.

Because of the injury, Dou Wenjing never left Xuan Wumian's recent past, he didn't want Xuan Wumian to do something to hurt himself because of his temporary sadness.

"Brother Wumian, you came just in time to help Ling'er evaluate the reasoning." Seeing Xuan Wumian coming in, Song Yuling whispered coquettishly, wrapping her soft and boneless hands around his arms.

Ling Xiang'er turned a blind eye to Song Yuling's actions, she firmly believed that there should be something in fate, and there is no need to force it if there is no fate.

She and Xuan Wumian had a long time to come. Compared with Song Yuling, she was a step late, so she was naturally inferior to Song Yuling in terms of favor.

"Ling'er, I don't know the ins and outs of the matter at all, how can I help you." Xuan Wumian lowered his voice, saving Song Yuling a bit of embarrassment.

Xuan Wumian's words made Ling Xiang'er secretly want to laugh, the matter has come to this point, the rice has been cooked, do you still want to admit it?

"The concubine just found out that Chang Le was the slave who spread the rumors and planned to punish him. My sister wanted to exonerate him." Ling Xiang'er didn't continue talking, she sat on the chair.

The physical discomfort made her unable to bear it any longer, Xuan Wumian glanced at Ling Xiang'er who was frowning, and secretly felt that she might be unwell.

When he saw the jade pendant on Chang Le's neck, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Wen Jing, I'll leave it to you." Xuan Wumian couldn't help saying, and ordered Dou Wenjing.

Song Yuling lost her voice at the moment, why, why even Brother Wumian believed in this bitch.It's so hateful and annoying.

"Your Majesty, please spare me, please give this servant a chance." Chang Le, who was dragged away, kept begging for mercy.

He wanted Xuan Wumian to let him go and forgive him.

Everyone in the palace is aware of Xuan Wumian's temper. When a slave makes a mistake, even if it is a small mistake, it is impossible to forgive him, and he will only punish him.

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