"It's not that I have no conscience. I can only pretend that I don't know anything about Ming Yue. As for Xiaoyu, don't you think she and Xiao Ninglan are a match made in heaven?" Feng Mochen pulled Bai Liruo over and let her
Sitting in his arms, he picked off a peony and put it on her hair. She really was more beautiful than a flower.
Bai Liruo sighed, "Xiaoyu is too naive. She can't adapt to this palace at all. We will save her this time, but next time, we can't look at her forever."
"Xiao Ninglan will protect her. As long as he is sure of his feelings, he will protect her at all costs." Feng Mochen tightened his arms and held his wife tightly in his arms.
Bai Liruo put her hands on his arms, looked back slightly, rested her forehead on his, and smiled.
Mingyue stood a little disappointed on the roof of the Jinluan Palace on the roof of the Jinluan Palace. His eyes were invisible, but his heart was clearer than ordinary people.
Breathing into his breath, he stood there a little forlornly, facing the moonlight, alone.
Yes, he is a cut-sleeve person, and the person he likes will never like him. When he discovered this unreasonable feeling, he could no longer stop it. Perhaps, he was destined to be alone forever.
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He stood up, his clothes fluttering, and landed in Yan Xiaoyu's palace. Everyone in the Zixiao Palace was already asleep. An ambiguous voice came from the main hall, and he stopped. He came at the wrong time.
But he could no longer stay in the palace in Xiliang. When he knew that he was coming to Xiliang, he decided to avoid him. When he knew that Yan Xiaoyu was in trouble, he still avoided him to save Yan Xiaoyu. Now
, he still wants to hide...
Mingyue left the palace in Xiliang overnight. Yan Xiaoyu was a little disappointed because she wanted to ask him why she often had a nightmare about being raped by the Quyou River. That nightmare was so clear that she believed it to be true.
Looking at his disappointed face, Xiao Ninglan patted her cheek and said, "When your injury recovers, I will take you out of the palace to find Ming Yue."
"Really?" Yan Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide with excitement.
Xiao Ninglan was impressed by her and nodded with a smile, "After the old prince's birthday passes, I will take you out for a walk."
"Oh yes!" Yan Xiaoyu gestured excitedly and squirmed away. Her body was in pain, all caused by Xiao Ninglan's torture. He had stayed in his Zixiao Palace day and night, and had been there for three days.
Damn it, for three days, the emperor had withdrawn from court, and even the memorials were moved to her Zixiao Palace for review. He was very fond of her for a while.
Yan Xiaoyu didn't know what this kind of love meant, and she didn't dare to ask. Maybe it was like the ordinary love between an emperor and a beloved concubine, or maybe he liked her a little in his heart.
She didn't dare to pursue it, and she couldn't pursue it. Not all women in the palace were as brave as Bai Liruo, who dared to pursue their love. Sometimes she wondered if she would stay in the palace like this all her life.
When Xiao Ninglan got tired of her, she stayed in the cold palace, watching the sun set and the moon rise every day.
On the day of the old prince's ninetieth birthday, the capital was bustling with excitement. No one remembered the old prince's name because he was so old that even he didn't know his own name.
He followed the ancestor emperor and made great contributions, and was conferred the title of Nine Thousand Years Old by the ancestor emperor. The three words "Old Prince" already represent his lifelong achievements.
Prince Rui's residence was filled with colorful silk flowers, firecrackers, and a long guard of honor as far as the eye could see. When Xiao Ninglan arrived with her three concubines, the old prince was picking his nose at the door, his fat body like a huge ball.
Xiao Ninglan looked at him, frowned slightly, let go of Yan Xiaoyu's hand, and saluted the old prince, "Happy birthday, old prince!"
The old prince glanced at Xiao Ninglan casually and said in a rough voice, "Xiao Ningfeng, you brat wants to win against me again. This time, I won't let you."
Xiao Ninglan frowned, and the minister next to him had turned blue with fear. He glanced at the servants and the quirky princess behind the old prince, and said lightly, "Old prince, I am Xiao Ninglan!"
"Oh, Xiao Ninglan..." The old prince finally stopped picking his nose, raised his head, walked around Xiao Ninglan, slapped Xiao Ninglan on the shoulder, and laughed "Haha".
"Xiao Ninglan, haven't you fallen? Are you here to ask for help? Tell you, old prince, I don't care about anything..."
Everyone was shocked. Even Princess Seven, who had always been fearless, began to sweat. She walked up to Xiao Ninglan and smiled apologetically. Xiao Ninglan shook her head, pretending she didn't hear anything, and walked in.
Yan Xiaoyu followed Xiao Ninglan, turned back in confusion, glanced at the confused old prince, and then at the weirdly dressed Seventh Princess. It happened that the Seventh Princess stuck out her tongue at her, and she shivered.
Xiao Ninglan grabbed her and said coldly, "What are you doing sneakily? If you want to see it, just look back openly."
Yan Xiaoyu smiled awkwardly, "Old Prince, you seem to be very confused!"
Xiao Ninglan sneered and dragged Yan Xiaoyu quickly into the flower hall. Yan Xiaoyu looked at the quaint house and felt a little uneasy. She turned to look at Weiyi's room. She was well behaved and generous, and found that she was looking at her.
, and gave her a kind smile.
Yan Xiaoyu shivered from being laughed at again. She had been in the palace for a long time, and she could no longer stand the smiles of others. Maybe the person who smiles sweetest at you is also the person who wants you to die the most behind her back.
During the banquet, she kept looking for Aya, and found Aya staring at her in the dark, so she felt relieved. There was a concubine beside her who was whispering about the old prince's family affairs, and Yan Xiaoyu listened quietly.
"The old prince is so bold. He said such treacherous words, and the emperor didn't do anything to him..." The person who said this was Concubine Hui. She usually acted very eccentricly because her father was the minister of the Ministry of War.
"The Emperor will not do anything to the old prince. The old prince has made countless meritorious services in his life, and his son and daughter-in-law died for the country early, leaving only a princess and a frail and sick son. His life has been too miserable..." Concubine Ye