"This... so much?" Chu Qinglu's anger at Lan'er was immediately attracted by the mask that spilled all over the floor. She looked at the hundreds of masks in surprise and disbelief, all of which were Kunlun slave masks.

Although it is the most favored by the emperor in Nanyang, the old emperor has invited the best princes and daughters to call him by the emperor since he was a child. Therefore, Chu Qinglu is not ignorant. At least what she saw was Sun Yun’s Kunlun slave mask at a glance.

"There's more? I'm just half of it. You're waiting, there's still a box, I'll get it for you now!" Lan'er threw down a sentence, turned around and walked towards Zangjiao Pavilion with the empty box again.

"What? And?" Chu Qinglu opened her eyes even wider.

"Oh, you know, there are many people in my hiding karaoke Pavilion, and I don't know how many, but each of them gave me a Kunlun slave mask made by Sun Yun. There were too many at that time, Mei Ruxue, Chu Zhaoyan's, and my cousin Chu Yuanxi's were all here. Don't be so confused. You can't tell which one is your Brother Xue's." Feng Yunqing was amused in his heart and said lightly.

"But this...this..." Chu Qinglu pointed at the masks. She seemed to be unable to accept it for a moment. It was probably because of the huge shock, and she forgot the pain on her body at this time.

"What? Since you love your brother Xue so much, why can't you even choose his mask?" Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Qinglu.

"Who said it? I can naturally pick out Brother Xue's mask." Chu Qinglu immediately retorted and said with hatred.

"Okay! I can't pick it anyway. Then you can pick it carefully here!" Feng Yunqing rolled his eyes in his heart and glanced at the mask on the ground: "But you have to hurry up. I will only give you one night. Lan'er will come to collect these masks tomorrow morning. After all, you can't delay my young masters and I to go to the marriage meeting because of you."

"Of course I can pick it out." Chu Qinglu also glanced at the pile of Kunlun slave masks on the ground, feeling a little dizzy, but she still looked up stubbornly and said with a ruthless look at Feng Yun.

"Well! Since you are so confident, then you can start!" Feng Yunqing ignored her and turned her head to continue looking at the lake. She felt that the night was really good tonight. Although the moon had not come out yet, there was no need to think that it would be a good moonlight. And she was in a really good mood.

Chu Qinglu looked at the pile of masks on the ground tightly, took a deep breath, and sure enough, she began to carefully choose one by one on the ground. She chose very carefully and seriously, almost one by one, and her hands were not idle, and she groped back and forth.

Sun Yun’s Kunlun slave mask is the only one in the world, and no one can imitate it. He can make hundreds or thousands of identical Kunlun slave masks, not even a single eyelash. This Chu Qinglu is either because she is really stupid or really loves Mei Ruxue, the dead fox too deeply.

Cut! Love? How much money can Mei Ruxue's love for the dead fox be worth? Feng Yunqing sneered. Since he wanted to marry Chu Qinglu and wanted to be the old emperor's son-in-law, that was his and this stupid woman. She didn't like being caught in it. Especially this boring trick.

I don’t believe that Mei Ruxue’s dead fox doesn’t know that this little girl would come to Feng Mansion to ask her for a mask? I don’t believe that this little girl doesn’t know that this little girl goes to Lan Xiaoqing to ask her for a mask? If they are both troubled by her, don’t blame her for being rude.

Feng Yunqing fiddled with Lan Xiaoqing's mask in her hand. That man sent Copper away from her anger. Copper never came again. Did Lan Xiaoqing throw the jade buckle or smash it? Or...

A trace of worry flashed through his eyes like water. The Lan Wang Mansion was like a mansion in Nanyang for more than 300 years. Although he had never participated in matters in the court or the world, no one dared to underestimate the Lan Wang Mansion. Now the prince Lan Xiaoqing has never dared to underestimate the Lan Xiaoqing. Thinking about the death of Prince Lan and the princess more than ten years ago, Lan Xiaoqing was a few years old at that time, but endured the cold poison and could still make the Lan Wang Mansion stand. Even the military power that had been tightly held for more than 300 years was not loosened by the old emperor who was in his prime at that time.

She didn't believe that the old emperor would not have thought of seizing military power from the Blue King's Mansion. Since ancient times, the emperor always wanted to concentrate military power alone. Although the Blue King's Mansion has not participated in the seizure of power in the court for generations, the bloody killing and wars, it was like a sleeping lion entrenched beside the bed, for fear of being bitten one day.

As time passed, the royal family's trust in the Blue Prince's Mansion was tiny. Or it was zero. She didn't believe that Lan Xiaoqing's cold poison, which was born, had nothing to do with the royal family, or was simply instructed by the royal family. After all, the Blue Prince's Mansion has always been the only seedling for generations, and the Blue Prince's Mansion has always had the saying that only one woman is married and loves each other for life. Although it is absurd and incredible to this world, it is indeed the case after three hundred years.

Now that Prince Lan and Princess Lan have died early, Lan Xiaoqing is even more so. If Lan Xiaoqing dies, no one will inherit the hereditary title of the Blue King's Mansion, and the royal family can openly take back one-third of the military power of the Blue King's Mansion.

The army of a country is only one million. The Lanwang Mansion occupies 300,000, and the Old General Liu has 300,000. The capital has 100,000 imperial guards, and the rest is 300,000 in the hands of the old emperor. The Old General Liu's 300,000 guards are guarded on the frontier to prevent the barbarians from sending troops suddenly. The old emperor's troops are scattered in Nanyang. The 100,000 advances in the capital are also divided into four gates, east, west, south, and north. They are also scattered. Moreover, most of the imperial guards are playboys in the capital, most of which are just decorations, and when it is really critical, it is really useless.

Therefore, Lan Xiaoqing's Blue Prince's Mansion is not only located in Nanyang City, but also one-third of his troops have been entrenched in the training of soldiers in Xishan outside Nanyang City. It has always been the reserve force of the Nanyang Dynasty, but the Blue Prince's Mansion has never relaxed its training, recruiting soldiers every ten years, changing old and new, so it is naturally incomparable to the old emperor. I am afraid that the 300,000 soldiers on the border are less than the 300,000 soldiers.

What's more, there are the secret guards of the Blue King's Mansion. The strength is probably to an incalculable level. In recent years, the Chu royal family has been relying on Yingyue and dared not offend the Blue King's Mansion rashly, not only for the ancestor emperor's imperial edict that honors the royal brother.

I thought a lot in a trance, and seemed to suddenly understand something, and I felt my head was very chaotic and thought nothing. I heard the sound of footsteps coming again, Fengyun gently moved his gaze from the lake surface, turned his head toward the direction of the sound, and indeed Lan'er carried a big box and walked over.

The corners of his mouth twitched. Fengyun looked at the big box in Lan'er's hand, and then looked down at the hundreds of masks spread all over the ground. There were more than a thousand dozen of them together, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned. Are there so many people in her Tibetan Pavilion?

"Miss, all of these are. I've brought them all." Lan'er walked closer and threw the box to the ground with a 'bang'. With his feet hooked, the box suddenly flipped over, and suddenly, the exact Kunlun slave masks rushed out like a swarm.

Feng Yunqing heard the sound, and the corners of her mouth twitched. She sighed in her heart that she had been thrown twice by Lan'er, but she didn't even fall apart. This box is really solid!

Chu Qinglu exclaimed and almost jumped away again. But this time she did not scold Lan'er again. She grabbed a mask in one hand, but stared at the masks that were much more than before. Her little face turned pale and pointed to the pile of masks that were made of hills: "This... these... are all these?" "Not bad! Seventh Princess, you know that there are many young men in my lady's hiding in the beautiful pavilion, so naturally there are more people to give away." Lan'er looked at Chu Qinglu, and her eyes were slowly overflowing with smiles, and immediately said. "This... this is too many..." Chu Qinglu was too shocked and stimulated, and she didn't notice the smile in Lan'er's eyes and the way Fengyunqing kept twitching the corners of her mouth.

"There are so many? Our Zangjiao Pavilion still has several yards! It can still be entered!" Lan'er said proudly immediately. This was the Zangjiao Pavilion she and the lady built together! Naturally, it was the drawings drawn by the lady, and the worker she supervised. Both appearance and quality were absolutely guaranteed. She couldn't help but feel proud. In recent years, she and her own lady have been very capable and almost filled the Zangjiao Pavilion.

The lady said that if they filled the Tibetan Pavilion within five years, it would be an achievement. Now they are not far from achieving the right result. "Feng... Fengyunqing! You are not a human being!" Chu Qinglu suddenly raised her head and pointed at Fengyunqing's face. Fengyunqing was stunned. She continued to say hatefully: "How can we ban so many great men here... It's simply... it's a witch!"

"You are the witch! We ladies took good things in because of the pitiful men." Lan'er was immediately angry when she heard Chu Qinglu's words and immediately spit out.

Fengyun frowned slightly, Lan'er was shocked and suddenly covered the most.

"Do good things? What good things can she do? Don't think I don't know. It's spread all over the world. You said that you, Ye Yu, enjoy your men every day, and specifically rub and torture them, and you don't know shame..." Chu Qing glared at Feng Yunqing with hatred, with a righteous expression.

"Well, you're right. That's what I am. They are willing. It's nothing to do with Princess Seven?" Lan'er was about to refute again, and Feng Yunqing looked at her with a look, and she immediately stopped.

"You... you are a woman! You are a lewd and despicable..." Chu Qinglu seemed to want to say all the unpleasant words she heard to Feng Yunqing, but she couldn't even spit out even more unpleasant words for a long time.
Chapter completed!