"What should I do about Xiaoyu? Don't forget that she was forced to pretend to be you by the Quyou River."
Bai Liruo was silent for a while, and she almost forgot their true purpose of coming to Xiliang.
"Are you sure that the mysterious man by the Quyou River is Xiao Ninglan?" Bai Liruo's face was ugly, and his clear eyes were filled with light.
"I was just suspicious at first, but when I saw the way Xiao Ninglan looked at you, I completely understood that the man who forced Yu'er should be him." Feng Mochen said lightly.
"Then let's leave a letter to Xiaoyu and tell her the truth." Bai Liruo suggested.
"No need, Mingyue used a golden needle to seal Xiaoyu's memory. As long as she takes this Qingling Pill, she will naturally remember everything." Feng Mochen took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve,
He placed it solemnly on the table, then left a note for Yan Xiaoyu and floated away with Bai Liruo.
When everyone returned to the palace, Yan Xiaoyu didn't know what happened, but Xiao Ninglan's expression suddenly changed. He was followed by Queen Wei Yifang. The two of them were talking and laughing along the way, but she was left behind.
Did he get tired of her so quickly? Yan Xiaoyu thought so, and everyone from Prince Rui's palace came out to see her off. When she turned around, she saw Xiao Hanze's clear eyes, pure and clear, as beautiful as a flawless piece of water in a clear spring.
Uncut jade.
This time, he was not in a wheelchair. He found Yan Xiaoyu looking back at him, with a half-smile on her lips. Her white clothes were dancing lightly in the breeze. Yan Xiaoyu blushed and her heart skipped a beat when he saw her. She once again
Warn yourself, this person is not Yun Ziyou, he is Xiao Hanze, the eldest son of Prince Rui.
Returning to the palace, knowing that Feng Mochen and Bai Liruo had left, I felt a little disappointed. I asked the maid serving them, "Don't they have anything to say or leave anything for me?"
The palace maid shook her head, and Yan Xiaoyu returned disappointed.
In Huilin Palace, Concubine Hui looked at the medicine bottle in her hand and smiled sadly. The things Feng Mochen left for Yan Xiaoyu must be good things. How could she let her get it so easily?
Throwing the note into the incense burner, Feng Mochen's handwriting turned into ashes in a moment. In this palace, she has nothing else but a lot of eyes. Concubine Lan is defeated. When the enemy has forced her into a cage,
She doesn't know anything yet, she won't be the second Concubine Lan.
In Luanfeng Palace, Wei Yifang looked at the medicine bottle in his hand in a daze. The maid next to him stepped forward, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Hui has taken away the medicine bottle and the note."
Wei Yifang sneered, "Idiot, leave her alone for now and keep an eye on Yan Xiaoyu."
The maid bowed and nodded. After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yifang said coldly, "If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"Your Majesty didn't turn anyone's cards tonight and stayed alone in Jingxiao Palace drinking. The father-in-law who was on duty there sent someone over to say that Your Majesty's mood today is not right." The maid's voice was extremely low and uneasy.
He glanced at Wei Yifang's expression.
Wei Yifang threw the medicine bottle into an open decorative vase, arranged the flower branches, and said calmly, "I know this, please send someone to keep an eye on Huilin Palace, and wait until Concubine Hui goes to the Emperor and is kicked out
After that, come back and report to me."
The maid snorted, her face calm, but she said in her heart that none of these masters, except Yan Xiaoyu, actually had a fuel-efficient lamp. They were friendly with each other on the surface, but they were really competing with each other secretly.
Concubine Hui did go to the Jingxiao Palace. She put on heavy makeup, wore the lightest gauze clothes, and walked gracefully with her two maids, carrying the sobering tea she cooked herself.
To go from Huilin Palace to Jingxiao Palace, you need to pass through Yan Xiaoyu's Zixiao Palace. When she passed by, Yan Xiaoyu was sitting helplessly on the white marble steps of Zixiao Palace. She held her chin in her hands and looked at Concubine Hui, who was not far away.
As we walked here and there, the sky was dusk and the mist was long, and beauties holding lanterns walked under the sparse shadows of the greenery.
This scene was so beautiful. Yan Xiaoyu lowered her head and looked at herself. She was wearing an orange palace dress with no gauze or tutu. She didn't look like a master at all, but more like a girl. No wonder Xiao Ninglan got tired of her so quickly.
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She stood up slowly, a wave of dizziness hit her, and she swayed for a moment. Aya reached out to support her, and a weak smile appeared on her slightly pale face, "Aya, I'm fine."
Xiao Ninglan drank one glass after another of wine. She saw the sight of Yan Xiaoyu and Xiao Hanze naked and intertwined together in Prince Rui's Mansion. She couldn't get rid of it. He was not a man who loved his children.
To be able to reach this day, he has long been unfeeling and unfeeling.
It was the first time that he wanted to pamper a woman with all his heart, but he ended up like this. He wanted to kill her with a sword, but he couldn't bear it. When he saw her pure and innocent eyes, he wanted to crush her to pieces with hatred.
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He drank himself a glass of alcohol again, and the transparent liquid snaked along the corners of his lips and on his neck. He leaned on the cold white marble floor, leaning against the white marble pillar in the center of the hall, with his elbows resting on the ground. He was irritated.
Throw away the empty wine flask.
He grabbed a full jug of wine again, raised his head, and poured it again. The color of the wine snaked along his neck to his chest. His eyes were long and narrow, with a trace of scarlet floating in them. He gasped and drank the empty wine again.
The wine bottle fell to the ground.
There was something empty in his heart, as if something had been hollowed out. Does it hurt? I couldn't feel it, but there were naked wounds that seemed to be weathered in the cold air. His whole body was as cold as ice.
The outer door of Jingxiao Palace was opened from the outside with a "squeak". He squinted his eyes and looked at the people who came in to disturb him. He saw Concubine Hui wearing a light gauze dress. Her plump body was looming under the gauze dress. She
There was exquisite makeup on her face and she was holding an exquisite bamboo basket in her hand.
There were no lights in the Jingxiao Hall, and the brilliance of the night pearl illuminated her like a dream. As the breeze passed by, he smelled the fragrance of powder, slowly raised his body, and watched Concubine Hui walking towards him.
Concubine Hui put down the bamboo basket, held a bowl of ginger tea in both hands, and looked at Xiao Ninglan shyly, "Your Majesty, drink some tea, you may feel better."
There was a sneer at the corner of Xiao Ninglan's lips. He did not take the tea bowl, but touched it along Concubine Hui's fair arm. Her skin was as smooth as gel and as perfect as white jade. The smile on Concubine Hui's eyebrows gradually widened.