Supreme Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 2: The Despicable Princess (2)
After many twists and turns, the little red sedan chair got stuck at the corner of the alley, and the bearer tried several times before turning the sedan chair in smoothly.

Lan Bingyan held onto the edge of the sedan chair to prevent herself from slipping. Just as she passed the alley, the sedan chair was stopped by someone, and the laughter of two men came in.

"I heard that the fatuous old man Lan Xiangguo gave two national treasures, how lucky is the third brother!"

"Fifth brother was wrong. The seven-color magic spar was intended to be dedicated to the emperor, but Lan Xiangguo's number one beauty was indeed reserved for third brother to enjoy."

"Sixth brother, let's take a look, third brother won't be stingy..."

Before the words were finished, the car curtain had already been lifted open by a folding fan made of white jade bones. With just one glance, the fifth prince who opened the car curtain suddenly fell silent, and the white jade fan fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Fifth brother?" The sixth prince patted the fifth prince's shoulder and leaned over to look, suddenly stood on the spot as if someone tried to hold his body, his mouth seemed to be stuffed with a marinated egg, and he looked stupidly at the man in the sedan chair. A beautiful figure.

The corner of Lan Bingyan's mouth twitched into a sweet smile, and her clear voice was like an oriole coming out of the valley, "Are the fifth and sixth princes going to stop in front of the sedan chair like this?"

Only then did the two princes come back to their senses, turned sideways, and let the sedan chair pass as if they had been hit by a Gu.But he couldn't take his eyes off the little red sedan chair for a long time.

Princess Bingyan deserves to be passed down as a goddess national treasure by the people of Lan Xiangguo.The figure of Juechen is as elegant as a secluded orchid out of the valley, as delicate and ashamed as a May peony, and ethereal than Tianshan snow lotus.I'm afraid that even the Nine Heavens Fairy can't compare to a strand of her hair.

Thinking about it, the two princes also have countless beauties. The imperial concubine Gong'e and the others have never seen such beauties. Now they finally understand that what they saw in the past 20 years can only be regarded as rural women.

The two princes originally planned to ridicule Lan Bingyan, but when they saw the deity at this time, they couldn't help but smile. It's a pity that such a beautiful woman who is all over the country married the third son Long Yulie...

There was no hall worship, no banquet, just a small cap carried into the mansion through the side door, and Lan Bingyan was Long Yulie's concubine.

The bride was fined to kneel in front of the door of the Panjin Pavilion, the bedroom of the bridal chamber, just because she had a word with the two princes when the sedan chair entered the mansion?Lan Bingyan sneered in her heart, perhaps the two princes had the acquiescence of Long Yulie.

With your head down, you can still feel the melodious music, singing and dancing, and the warm and intoxicating fragrance in the Panjin Pavilion.

There was a light rain in the sky, and in March, the rain at night was exceptionally cool, and Lan Bingyan, who had been kneeling for four hours, was shivering from the cold.Just when she thought she was about to faint, the door of Panjin Pavilion was opened, and a servant girl came out, and said arrogantly: "The prince said, Madam returned to the Qingyage Pavilion to wash herself, and the prince will wash himself up later." past."

Lan Bingyan lowered her head and sneered, is it true that women in this world cannot escape such a fate?Fathers, husbands, and kings can trample on a woman's dignity and life at will for their own selfishness.It's a pity that she is not the delicate and weak "Princess Ice Flame", the last thing she knows is "submissiveness"!
Qingyage is located in an inconspicuous corner of the backyard of Wangfu.

In the dead of night, Lan Bingyan had already changed into a simple light blue dress. There was only one belt around the waist with white tassels, but it outlined a perfect curve. The three thousand black silks were not bound by anything, flowing from the shoulders like a waterfall. She stood by the window and sang to the moon.The light body seems to be gone by the wind at any time.

She seems to be reciting a ballad, or reciting a poem. The singing is ethereal and melodious, but the tune is very powerful: "There is disharmony between the general and the prime minister, the prosperity of the country, internal worries, and the hegemony of the prime minister. One person is under ten thousand, Deceive the heart of the dragon. Foreign aggression, the selection of generals and nobles is hereditary, most of the gold and jade are ruined, and the rotten wood cannot be carved. The so-called virtuous people do not avoid relatives, heavy responsibilities do not avoid enemies, heroes do not care about their origins..."

Suddenly, the door of the small courtyard was pushed open by a force, interrupting Bing Yan's "singing".Bing Yan was not surprised or annoyed, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The person she was waiting for came.

The mixed emotions of anger and shock in Long Yulie's eyes swept towards her like a whirlwind.Flame spewed from the eagle's eyes and shot at Lan Bingyan, "What are you singing?"

Lan Bingyan was not in the slightest frightened by Long Yulie's fury, her lithe and delicate body smiled slightly, "The lord is here."

"What is this king asking you to sing?" Long Yulie asked again, his anger had subsided, replaced by his usual calm, but his tone was even colder.

"Oh, that's just a ditty that the concubine made up on a whim when she was bored." Facing Shanglong Yulie, he was dressed in a luxurious purple robe tied with a white jade belt, making him even more tall and handsome.He is really a rare handsome man in the world, but she is not interested in Lan Bingyan.

"A ditty made up on a whim? A ditty you made up?" He emphasized the word "you".

Lan Bingyan nodded, fluttered her charming eyelashes slightly, and asked innocently: "My lord, how are you listening?"

Long Yulie's sharp gaze pierced Lan Bingyan as if trying to penetrate her soul.She actually asked him so easily, "How well did she make it up?"

This song actually coincides with the essence of the "New Deal to Improve the Army Selection System" that he has studied for several years and wrote for three years.

He studied for three years, and racked his brains to think of thousands of concise and powerful rhetoric drafts in order to persuade his father to accept the New Deal when the time came, but he was not satisfied at all.I didn't expect to be summed up in a few simple words by the woman in front of me who called herself a concubine!

"A virtuous person does not avoid relatives, a heavy responsibility does not avoid hatred, a hero does not care about his origin..." He said it in his heart.For a country, every word is a golden word.If it wasn't for what the humble woman in front of him said, he would probably applaud and praise her.

However, this new system that subverts the tradition, he, a powerful and powerful prince, dare not announce it easily, and if he is not careful, he will be labeled as a treason, but this woman sang it with such an innocent expression. With such lyrics, Long Yulie couldn't help but doubt the woman's intentions.

"What's the matter with the lord?" Although Long Yulie's eyes were fixed on the person's heart, Lan Bingyan still maintained his composure and asked with a slight smile.

(End of this chapter)