How did he stand so close?

A smell came from the man. He was a little familiar. It seemed to be a valuable fragrance powder used by women in the harem.

The pet frowned slightly, took two steps aside and said, "what's the Regent doing standing so close?"

The palace maidservants were far away, so they couldn't see the movements between them, let alone hear their conversation.

Nangong was unscrupulous in the wind, showing a evil smile. He stared at her white and beautiful face and said, "Qinghuan, you haven't told me whether you like this gift or not?"

Chong Yu's eyes were slightly dark, and she sneered in her heart. It seems that Nangong Linfeng and imperial concubine Yun have colluded to be a traitor.

"Qinghuan, Qinghuan ~ ~ ~" the parrot shouted again. The pleasant voice made people happy.

Pet Yu glanced at the parrot. The parrot should have been trained, but the Empress Dowager's name... Is what he Nangong Linfeng can call!?

I also tried my best to train a parrot to bark and please her.

"Guanguanju dove is on the island of the river.

A fair lady, a gentleman.

Mixed vegetables flow left and right.

My fair lady, I always want it. "

The parrot began to read the love poem of pursuing a girl Langlang.

Nangong Linfeng saw her pet drooping her eyelashes, her deep eyes staring at her, as if looking at the woman she loved.

"Qinghuan, you know what the king wants..." his voice was full of bewilderment and whispered, "the king has always liked you, just because of your identity with the king..."

"Really?" the pet raised his eyes, stared into his eyes and said, "is the Regent really happy with the palace?"

A trace of irony flashed in Nangong Linfeng's eyes. It was fleeting. Once a woman fell in love, she was so stupid.

"Seriously." he softened his tone and said calmly: "from the moment I saw you, I was happy with you. Recently, I have been thinking day and night and want to tell you what I want..."

"This parrot is the treasure sent by envoys from other countries. Seeing that you are bored in the palace, the king asked someone to train it for a few days and sent it to you to play."

With a smile on her red lips, she said, "regent, you know, the parrot is the most disliked thing in this palace..."

She stretched out her slender fingers as tender as green onions and gently pinched the parrot's fragile neck.

Feeling the danger, the parrot fluttered its wings and struggled violently.

The pupil of Nangong Linfeng shrinks, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is frozen on his face.

"An animal should look like an animal. The name of this palace can't be called by an animal."

The pet slowly released his hand, and the dead parrot also fell to the ground, like stepping on the humble mud at the bottom of the ground.

"Regent, don't you think so?" she smiled innocuously.

Nangong Linfeng's face was tense, his cold face looked gloomy, and his eyes burst out cold light.

"What the Empress Dowager said was that the king was careless."

"The Regent has something else to do?" the pet said gently, "the palace is a little tired. If you have nothing to do, you can retire."

Nangong Linfeng raised his hand and left angrily.

"Regent," cried the pet.

Nangong Linfeng stopped and asked in a deep voice without looking back: "what else does the Empress Dowager have?"

"The Regent seldom goes into the harem if he has nothing to do. Every flower and grass in the harem belongs to the emperor. Be careful not to pick them."