Thinking of that year, Ling Luoyu looked contemptuous: "After you got that horse, you couldn't wait to look for me and said that you got a divine horse, but the result... Alas, that horse is so poor..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this a malicious memory?

She remembered this kind of thing clearly.

“…It was that year…”

That year, he was going to come to Ling Luoyu for pride.

But who would have thought that after sitting on it all the way—

The horse neighed and his limbs instantly knelt on the ground.

He screamed and then-

"puff!"

The horse squirted out a mouthful of blood, and he sat down to the ground without moving.

He will never forget it, the look of Ling Luoyu looking at him at that time.

"Isn't that horse... from Yumayuan? I met it when I was picking horses..."

Feng Chenglin paused and his eyes flashed.

Gritting my teeth, a little confused.

"It's...she..."

"Miss Water?" There was finally such a little shadow in Ling Luoyu's memory.

In the palace, there was a foreign beauty who was lonely and cold, and she did not compete for favor or was not favored.

Her favorite thing is to make rouge spices.

The queen was jealous and suppressed the concubines in the palace everywhere, but she had never attacked her.

Some people say that it was because the queen could see that she didn't like the emperor, nor the palace, nor the identity of concubines, so she was too lazy to attack her and establish an enemy for herself.

But, even such a concubine who is indifferent to fame and fortune still jumped into a well one morning.

When will no one die in the harem?

Even if you are a concubine, you don’t know which day you can live.

What's more, he is still an unpopular concubine, and his family is far away from another place.

Therefore, the death of the concubine was just a breeze, and it did not even last long in the upper reaches of the capital.

"I remember, but there was indeed a concubine who was said to have jumped into a well because she was not favored and couldn't think of it. But... does this have anything to do with you?"

Ling Luoyu curled his lips and smiled: "Is it that you forced her to jump into the well?"

It was just a joke, but Feng Chenglin had no hope of loving face.

“…is…is almost the same…”

“??”

"Didn't I go to the Yumayuan to pick up horses? When I met her... you don't know that she is so beautiful, riding on the horse, galloping by, her skirt flying, like a fairy, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at..."

Feng Chenglin rarely praises any woman.

A woman who can be praised by him must be very beautiful.

But, thinking about it, too.

If she was not a beautiful woman, she would not be qualified to enter the palace.

"Fatty, talk about the details and the key points!"

"...The point is that at that time I...I didn't know she was a concubine..."

“…”

"You think, how can there be no concubine who doesn't take her alone and just go on a horse riding? Not to mention anything else, I'm not afraid of falling down and falling into beauty? She wasn't dressed too well at that time, just an ordinary Isa. I didn't think too much at that time, thinking she was a horse-dressing woman, just..."

Behind, Feng Chenglin's voice became weaker.

Ling Luoyu's eyes instantly sank: "Fatty, you can't be...who is that?"

"……I……"

“…”

The more Feng Chenglin hesitated, the more he seemed to be in trouble.

"Bang!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly stood up, raised his hand and slapped Feng Chenglin's face.
Chapter completed!