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Duan He also left, so all that was left here was the hazy moonlight.

Eventually, the moon was gone, and the day was bright, and the day began again.

The poor man cursed in his heart why it was so early as to begin to pack up his things and prepare for the day's hard work; The rich man was still asleep at this time, holding the concubine he had just accepted yesterday in his arms; The unfortunate person didn't sleep all night, and the suddenly bright sky made people look stunned.

This is the beginning of the day, and it will leave all the good and bad of yesterday for yesterday. Unless you think about it, you will not have anything to do with who you were yesterday and who you are today.

Ling Li stretched his waist and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep.

She is different from any of the above-mentioned people, she does not need to work, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas will accompany her three meals a day. She is a girl, and there is no possibility of taking a concubine. She is not sorry, on the contrary, she lives a little too with a clear conscience.

She is the concubine of a prince in this country, or rather, one of the collections in this prince's house.

This is the twelfth day of her so-called marriage to the prince. Ling Li was born in a family of eunuchs, and at the age of 16, she was offered to the palace to choose a concubine, but the emperor did not take a fancy to her but the prince fell in love with her. So she was taken to the prince's mansion and lived here for half a month. In the past half a month, she has never taken a step out of this door, and she has never seen the prince.

The prince probably liked her as much as he liked one of his own paintings.

Ling Li was bored here, and he slept every day except eating. Sometimes she wanted to take her anger out on those maids, but seeing how busy the maids were every day, she lost her temper.

Early in the morning, she couldn't sleep anymore and wanted to walk.

This house and a small backyard are her range of activities, and she can't get out of this house anyway, at most she can stay in the backyard for a while. Fortunately, this house is big enough, and the backyard is big enough, so that Ling Li will not be bored to the point of madness.

"Yuechan, fetch me water." Ling Li shouted.

Soon, a little girl came in with a basin of water, the water was slightly steaming, and it was definitely just the right water to wash her face.

The little girl was followed by several servants, each with towels, washing cups, and other things.

Ling Li was not polite, washed up casually, and asked everyone to go out to prepare breakfast.

"On such a day, is it possible that I want to live a lifetime, and I will never see the prince in this life?" Ling Li sat on the bed and sighed.

Nothing could help but be repeated again and again, and suddenly a few shouts came from outside the house: "The prince is back!" ”

Hearing this, Ling Li stood up suddenly, tidied up his clothes, and his heart was pounding.

"I didn't expect the prince to come so soon."

The door was pushed open with a soft knock, and a man walked in.

The man had a paper fan in his hand and was wearing a purple gown, and the whole person looked very energetic. A clean and plain face, at first glance, it gives people a strong sense of intimacy.

He glanced at Ling Li and said, "These days, you have suffered here. ”

His voice was like a piece of wood carved with words carved into it, hoarse and somewhat old, completely out of step with his face.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ling Li replied. Although I don't know what the prince looks like, I can hear from this sentence that this is the prince.

The prince looked at her, his eyes seemed to have a kind of magic, and the moist and blurred texture covered his eyes, making people feel an indescribable distress. This feeling will make some girls feel at a loss, and then become obsessed with it.

It's a pity that Ling Li is an individual case, after being stared at by this eye for a long time, Ling Li doesn't feel anything except embarrassment.

"Okay, you go ahead and rest here, I'll be back when I have time." The prince suddenly turned around and walked out of the house, and closed the door of the house by the way. A ray of sunlight was cut through the crack in the door, and all that was left in the room was some wind that had just blown in.

"Boring." Ling Li thought about it and continued to lie on the bed to prepare for the day.

The prince who just came in is called Chen Ziyuan, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, who is just thirty years old this year, twelve years younger than the current emperor Li Long. Although he is a prince, the blood relationship between Chen Ziyuan and the emperor is extremely reluctant, so reluctant that the two still don't know how to call each other. When Li Feng rebelled, the emperor was trapped in the Jinluan Palace and was surrounded by Li Feng's people, and Chen Ziyuan fought all the way to save the emperor. After the emperor was saved, he deeply felt Chen Ziyuan's merit and named Chen Ziyuan the prince to correct his merits.

After becoming the prince, Chen Ziyuan has been busy, and as for what he is busy with, I am afraid only he knows.

Ling Li didn't know much about the story of the prince, only that this was a person who relied on his own efforts to finally move the emperor. When I saw him today, it could be regarded as breaking the good idea of the prince in my heart - he was not approachable, but he was not as strong as that.

After staying for a while, Ling Li felt too bored and shouted, "Yuechan, come in and tell me a story." ”

The subordinate known as Yuechan hurriedly came in, it was a girl with a delicate face and a thin body. Yuechan has followed Ling Li since she was a child, and her relationship with Ling Li has long surpassed that of master and servant. During the days that Ling Li was locked up here, the only contact with the outside world was the stories in Yuechan's mouth.

"Miss wants to hear stories again?"

"Of course, of course." Ling Li said seriously.

"Okay, I'll tell Miss about a very powerful person."

Yuechan began to tell Ling Li a story, and the protagonist of this incident was called Duan He. Including Duan He's killing a very powerful swordsman with one sword, and how he got the title of the world's number one sword, etc.

After listening to this story, Ling Li nodded thoughtfully.

"Isn't this Duan He a little ruthless?" Ling Li said.

"Miss, this outside is no better than us, if he didn't have this ability, he wouldn't be alive now." Yuechan said.

"Oh." Ling Li thought for a moment and said, "By the way, how do you know this?" ”

After Ling Li asked this, Yuechan's face couldn't help but turn red, and she was a little shy to answer: "This... ”

"Someone else?" Ling Li smiled, with a lot of indescribable ambiguity in his smile.

Yuechan's face became more and more ruddy, and she lowered her head and kept fiddling with the thin belt on her clothes.

"Tut-tut, our Yuechan beauty is much happier than me." Ling Li said with a smile.

Yuechan didn't answer, but turned around shyly.

"If I can see Duan He one day, I will ask him about these things." Ling Li thought to himself.

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