Chapter 3963 Rebirth of the Witch: Queen Feng Chao’s Counterattack (26)

She still used to call herself Bengong because she felt that was the title she should have.

She is the queen of the Song Dynasty, why can't she call herself this palace.

"Your Majesty, why don't we take a detour!" Chuntao said angrily, "Didn't Your Majesty say..."

"Shut up!" Ning Shuixin yelled angrily: "You have been following me for so long, and you still don't know my temper? Why have you become submissive in the past two days?"

"Slave..." Chuntao's eyes were slightly red, but she didn't say any more.

What Ning Shuixin didn't know was that since Rui'er's face was ruined that day, Song Qinghan sent Eunuch Li alone to take her to a place.

As punishment, she was told to keep an eye on Ning Shui's heart and not to cause trouble again.

Except for her face, her whole body was covered in injuries, so she had a long memory.

"Don't you know that Feng Wang has never been close to women? Except for the new queen, there are not many women in the harem." Ning Shuixin squinted his eyes and said, "In this way, you can play the guqin The person must be trying to get close to the Phoenix King or trying to attract our King’s woman.”

After Ning Shuixin made some smart remarks, a very cold smile appeared on her lips: "I hate this kind of woman the most. It turns out that there are women not only in the Song Kingdom, but also in the Feng Kingdom."

When she said this, Luo Qingchen couldn't help but flash in her mind.

Even after death, the figure lingered in her mind like a nightmare.

She didn't think much and walked directly in the direction of the sound.

The cold wind blows gently, the petals of plum blossoms fall gently, and the air is filled with the smell of snow and plum blossoms mixed together.

Slightly sweet, but full of chilling flavor.

The sound of hurried footsteps was approaching step by step. Luo Qingchen's fingertips gently brushed the guqin, and there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

It turns out that there really are people in this world who are not afraid of death.

Ning Shuixin looked at her in palace maid's clothes not far away, and her nervous mood instantly calmed down.

She looked dignified, like the mistress of Feng Wang Palace, and walked towards Luo Qingchen step by step.

She didn't raise her eyes, she still lowered her head and plucked the strings, but the plucking speed became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more impassioned.

"Ding-deng-deng-deng-"

Ning Shuixin frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable listening to such music.

She said coldly: "Which palace's maid is so ignorant? Don't you know this is the imperial garden?"

The next second, Luo Qingchen's heart thumped.

Sure enough, those who are willing take the bait.

She still didn't raise her head, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the speed of playing the strings slowly slowed down.

When Ning Shui saw that a palace maid was so unreasonable to her, the grievances she felt over the past few days suddenly flooded into her heart.

"Let me tell you, although I can't call myself my own palace here, I am still the queen of the Song Dynasty." Ning Shuixin raised her voice, slightly glaring her eyes and said: "You are just a little palace maid, and you are so ignorant. Me! I think you don’t want to live anymore.”

"Dang——"

In an instant, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Luo Qingchen's fair and slender fingertips gently pressed the guqin and raised her eyebrows little by little.

Delicate snowflakes fell in the wind on her light pink clothes, on her blue hair, and on her long eyelashes.

The next second, she looked level with Ning Shuixin, her cold eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she said: "Ning Shuixin, we haven't seen each other for a long time."