The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Yun Qianyue pursed her lips and smiled, thinking about this? All of her life is hers, even if you run to the end of the world, you will come to me? So does it mean that for many generations they have met and fell in love. It's just that she ran off in the last life, ran to another world, but ran back again? She does not have the memories of those previous lives, if any, are they the fragments in his arms now and now?

"I didn't find that you have a problem with distractions before!" Rong Jing knocked on Yun Qianyue's head and smiled.

Yun Qianyue pulled her thoughts back and smiled ridiculously, leaning her body softly in Rong Jing's arms. She never thought about these thoughts before. Sure enough, love makes women become fantasies and idiots. But if she is happy, she is willing.

The moonlight outside the window came in and shone on the two people, with a touch of moonlight and deep affection, and the figures of the two people were reflected on the lattice window of the gauze. The hazy picturesque scene was so harmonious.

On the wall head of the Western Wall, Ye Tianyi looked at the window of Qianyue Pavilion with Jasper Xiao in his hand. The appearance of Junyi seemed to be covered with a layer of frost and snow, which was whiter than moonlight under the moonlight. Xu Yu, he split the jasper flute in his hand, broke it in two pieces, turned over the Western Wall, and returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

"Sleep!" Rong Jing glanced at the west wall outside the window and suddenly smiled.

"Sleep?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows and glanced outside. "It's still too early! Let's wait for the show again?"

"Stop watching, the expected drama is not a good drama, there will be a good drama in the next two days, we have to cultivate our spirits." Rong Jing said, holding Yun Qianyue standing up and walking towards the bed.

Yun Qingyue thinks about it too. Tonight and tomorrow are already doomed. What she wants to see is what the old emperor will do on his birthday after losing a move. Unexpected, it will make people look forward to.

Rong Jing put Yun Qianyue on the bed, helped her to remove her coat, reached out to untie her brocade, lay on the bed and put Yun Qianyue's delicate body in her arms, closed her eyes and sighed softly. Tao: "I finally understand what the sentence is called "Peony is dead, and ghosts are also romantic"."

Yun Qianyue blushed with a blush, "Why don't you understand what is meant by a knife on Sezi's head?"

Rong Jing chuckled. "This needs to be understood slowly. Now I don't think there is a knife in my head."

Yun Qingyue grinned, closed his eyes, put his head on his arm, put his arm in front of him, and said sleepily: "Sleep!"

"Good!" Rong Jing answered.

The two no longer speak, and there is a shimmering moonlight in the curtain, and the two are close to each other.

In the middle of the night, Ling Lian returned to the Qingyue Pavilion, and Yi Xue immediately greeted him, and whispered: "Miss and Jing Shizi broke off."

Ling Lian nodded and whispered: "I took Feng Concubine to the filial prince's palace. When Feng Concubine saw that the young lady was dead, she lashed and scolded the prince in anger, saying that he was killed. His biological daughter. He said that the young lady was not his biological at all. Look where it looks like the prince. The prince was guilty and blamed himself for the theory of filial piety. After hearing the words of the concubine Feng, he was furious and beat the concubine Feng. Under the sorrow of Feng concubine, she began to think, and picked up the sword of the ground lady who wiped her neck and wiped her neck in the face of the prince and prince."

"And then?" Yi Xue asked in a low voice.

"The prince is both annoyed and regretful, and cries with the concubine Feng and the young lady." Ling Lian lowered her voice and said, "I think the prince is afraid that he will trouble our lady because of this matter."

"How did the master marry such a man?" Yixue frowned.

"Hush, don't talk nonsense!" Ling Lian glanced at the main house, and she whispered that the main house didn't move, and she whispered: "I also find it strange. In addition to the identity of this lord, Yun Yun really has no compliments Yes, timid and afraid of things, spoiling concubines and wives. I checked the prince of the year, and I didn’t find any value worthy of the master’s marriage to the Yun Wang Mansion. I really don’t understand.”

"Some masters have a relationship with King Yun's Mansion!" Yi Xue whispered.

Ling Lian nodded and lowered her voice: "General Feng Feng wakes up and will go to the Prince's House of Filial Piety. Later, after hearing the report, the concubine Feng also committed suicide. He didn't come up in one breath and closed his eyes. Now General Feng Feng The mansion has already been tossed around, and the filial prince's mansion is also the same. General Feng's desperate news was reported into the palace, which alarmed the emperor in the palace. When I first came back, I heard that the emperor left the palace overnight and went to General Feng's palace.

"It used to be a small thing, but now it is involved." Yi Xue said.

Ling Lian nodded, "The trick of the three sons is extremely fast. No wonder the young lady handed him the wind pavilion. He seemed to have figured out that the young lady was going to commit suicide at the door of the filial prince's palace. Pushing the sword an inch more with strength, Missy’s false death turned into real death, and no one could notice it, leaving no trace. Everyone in the filial prince’s palace watched Missy commit suicide with his own eyes. He has no relationship with him."

"Miss is naturally accurate!" Yi Xue smiled and admired, said to Ling Lian: "You are tired after a tossing, go to sleep, I'm here to guard."

Ling Lian nodded, said no more, and went to sleep.

The two thought that their voice was extremely low, but Yun Qianyue had a pure internal skill at this time, and she woke up when Ling Lian returned to Qianyue Pavilion. Now she even hears the dialogue between the two clearly. She looked up at Rong Jing and saw that he also opened his eyes and whispered to him, "Not bad."

"Huh!" Rong Jing responded and patted Yun Qiangyue's shoulder, "Sleep!"

Yun Qianyue nodded and closed her eyes again.

At the dawn of the next day, heavy footsteps were heard outside the Qianyue Pavilion. Yun Qianyue was awakened by the footsteps, knowing that it was Lord Yun, but he closed his eyes and did not open it for a moment, only listening to Yi Xue’s voice, "Slave slave pleases the prince!"

"Qingyue is still asleep?" Lord Yun's voice was very dumb.

"Go back to the prince, yes! Last night, the lady was uncomfortable when she heard about the elder lady. After all, it was a sister. She just fell asleep shortly." Yixue murmured carefully.

Lord Yun seemed to sigh, "She is also worthy of her sins!"

Yi Xue was stunned.

"Wait for Qingyue to wake up and tell her that Feng... The bodies of the concubines and the elder lady have been carried back to the house. Let her tell someone to be buried! Beside the tomb of King Yun, she is just a concubine and she is not qualified. Buried into the Tomb of King Yun." Lord Yun said a word, glanced into the house, and turned away.

Yixue looked at Lord Yun's back, she seemed to be ten years old at once, and she couldn't help but sigh. There are so many concubines of Lord Yun, and concubines of Feng Feng can call wind and rain in the house all these years. A daughter of Yun Xianghe's daughter is comparable to the treatment of her daughter. It can be seen that Lord Yun Yun likes concubines of Feng Xiang and Yun Xianghe. So what weight does the master hold in his heart?

"All men in the world are lucky!" Ling Lian came out of the room and sneered at the voice of Lord Yun.

Yixue immediately reached out to cover her mouth, pointed her finger to the room, and warned: "Be careful to be heard by Jing Shizi!"

Ling Lian narrowed her neck and immediately muttered.

Yun Qianyue opened her eyes and looked out the window funny. The curtain was hidden, and the situation outside the window could not be seen, but Linglian and Yixue could also be imagined at this time. She turned back to look at Rongjing, and Rongjing chuckled, "You two maids are really interesting."

Yun Qingyue was unsure, and asked, "Where are you going today?"

"Go to Feng Feng's General Mansion." Rong Jing sat up and stretched his hand over his clothes.

"You need to hang one more, and replace my one!" Yun Qiangyue thought that General Feng Lao was an old minister of the two dynasties. Now that he is dead, the Chinese Wubai officials will go to hang. Rong Jing has entered the dynasty now.

"Good!" Rong nodded, got out of bed, dressed properly, and walked to the clean water basin.

Yun Qianyue also got out of bed, dressed properly, walked to the door and said to Ling Lian: "Go and call the jade bracelet and green branches!"

"Yes!" Ling Lian walked in response.

Yun Qianyue also freshened up with Rong Jing. After the two had packed up, they listened to the snow and the rain for their meals. After using the meal, Rong Jing stood up and whispered to Yun Qianyue: "I can't come tonight."

"Huh?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows.

"You slept soundly, but I couldn't sleep well. It's better to go back to the house, and I can sleep a little bit more." Rong Jing sighed.

Yun Qianyue laughed with a thump, she naturally understood Rong Jing's meaning, and nodded blushing, "Okay!"

Rong Jing turned around and walked out of the door. The corner of the crescent-white brocade disappeared at the door.

Yun Qianyue withdrew his eyes and looked down at the desktop. She didn't want to be unprepared or unemotional, but the current situation made her always feel that it was not the time. There are no contraceptive measures here. If you are pregnant with your child, then it is not the right time. At least some time to settle down, or the day she and Rong Jing can really settle down. She can let go.

"Slave slave green branch, slave slave jade bracelet, please please the lady!" Green branch and jade bracelet came and stood at the door, saluting Yun Qiangyue.

Yun Qianyue looked up at the door, and Wen Sheng ordered, "The funeral of Feng Concubine and Big Sister will be handled by both of you! Feng Concubine according to the princess's courtesy, Miss, just like the concubine's courtesy. . Thick burial!"

"Miss, this is out of order!" The jade bracelet froze.

"The rules are set by people, and death is the greatest. It is my daughter who is the father of the king to let him feel at ease." Yun Qianyue said lightly. As Yi Xue said, she and Yun Xianghe are always a sister, there is no sister's affection, but there is a sister's name. Just on the second word, she can't let her get swept out of the mat.

"Yes! The slave-servant listens to Miss!" the jade bracelet answered.

Yun Qingyue waved his hand, and the two of them walked together.

Shortly after the two left, Yun Meng brought a young man to Qianyue Pavilion. Yun Qianyue heard the sound of footsteps and looked out. I saw that the young man was about ten years old, with a handsome face and a clean body. Although it was not as honorable as the noble Tsinghua people she knew, it was also a good kind of bone, which made her eyes fresh at first sight and raised a good impression on her. She raised her eyebrows slightly.