Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

Xu Xiaoxiao, who was hiding in the apse, saw Changle's elegant and refined attire, and regret suddenly flashed in her heart. If she was dressed like this, would she attract the prince?Will the prince spare her life again?

Forget it, what do you think about so much?

She was afraid of death, she was timid and cowardly, she didn't dare to face the prince, she only hoped that nothing would happen to Changle, and that both sisters could survive.

As time passed by, Changle tightened the veil belt from time to time. If the prince knew it was her, he would definitely be furious and would kill someone.

If the emperor found out, she, King Jing's fiancée, came to the palace to serve the prince, and Long Yan would be furious, which would definitely affect the elder sister and the Prince Regent's palace.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, she had better be more cautious.

Suddenly, the palace maid's anxious and intentionally amplified voice came from outside, "His Majesty's sedan chair is here, and His Majesty is almost here. Please beauties, get ready quickly and come out to pick you up."

If you go directly to pick up the driver, how rude is it?

If you want to win the king's favor, you can't do this.

Changle was a sexy and charming beauty in her previous life, and she often used her beauty to assassinate others, so she is well versed in the character of men.

Men like new, special, different.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly sat down in front of the exquisitely carved and simple Guqin, gently plucked the strings with her jade hands, and at the same time a stone popped out from her fingertips, and slammed towards the pear trees in the garden.

At the moment when the melodious piano sounded, the stone hit the pear tree, and pieces of pear blossoms fell down like white snow, creating a beautiful scenery in an instant.

While plucking the sound of the piano, she began to sing her favorite ancient song "Flowers in the Water":

"Looking at the peach blossoms, you are leisurely, and you can cross the green mountains with heavy mist and rain. You can't get enough of them. When the morning mist clears, you will be drunk in Luochuan with the light red!"

"Looking at the peach blossoms in February, the blue silk of the stream turns around your fingers, endlessly, floating dreams, sharing joys and sorrows."

"Sansheng Peach Blossom is painted into a fan, the drizzle and falling flowers are only watched by people, and they can't be sung endlessly. Lovesickness is quelled, who will tell the story of Luohong?"

"Four sighs of peach blossoms falling into the cold dream, a few nights of green lanterns are lit for the king, I can't wait, everyone in this door sees together."

"One fate, two hearts set three lives, four years of separation, five watches, six songs and seven strings, eight nights of sleepless nights."

"Nine chains, you can see through ten miles. For a hundred years, you will feel chilled, you will think about everything, and you will be helpless in everything, and you will look coldly with drunk eyes."

"Whoever uses floating clouds to break up gatherings, you don't know. I hate the Spring Festival Evening. Looking back, I stood on the bridge and looked up, only to see the peach blossoms flying all over the sky."

Amidst this clear and spiritual singing, a man in an exquisite silver robe of brocade had already stepped on the flowers from afar, and after hearing that ethereal voice, he looked over with a pair of bewitching eyes in astonishment.

I saw that the woman in the garden didn't seem to notice him, she was playing the piano and singing at the same time, intoxicated in her own world.

Her singing voice is very beautiful, the tune is nice, which he has never heard before, and her piano skills are also very virtuous, but she wears a veil so that he cannot see her face clearly.

I saw her eyebrows and eyes slightly curved like stars and moons, while he walked forward with his hands behind his back, his jade fingers brushing his robe lightly, the jade crown on his head rustled, and the red lotus imprint on his forehead bloomed enchantingly like a phoenix bathing in fire.

His bright red lips were slightly pursed, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed a peerless brilliance. He slowly approached the veiled woman in front of him, and at a glance he saw her fingertips were damaged due to embroidery and piano practice.

At this moment, his heart felt a little distressed, and he didn't know why.