I knew about Ling Dulan.

At that time, Xiang Yichen was angry, if it wasn't for the attack against the party at that time, he would have rushed back to the capital directly!

As soon as the rebels were suppressed, Xiang Yichen hurried back to the capital without getting off the saddle.

It's just that even if he rushes, he only returns to the capital the day before Chinese New Year's Eve.

And Ling Dulan, who has already been in the palace for half a month, has become the concubine of his brother who he has always admired!

This fact was unacceptable to Xiang Yichen, he entered the palace to face the saint, but the emperor was extremely indifferent to him, and just asked him to hand over the talisman under his control.

He handed it over, then knelt on the ground and begged the emperor to return Ling Dulan to him.

Xiang Yichen, who has no talisman, is no longer so jealous of the emperor, and the emperor is still very fresh about Ling Dulan, of course, it is impossible to agree to Xiang Yichen!

Not only that, in order to avoid Xiang Yichen from going to see Ling Dulan, the emperor also specially ordered that Xiang Yichen was not allowed to enter the harem.

If it weren't for Xiang Yichen knowing that Ling Dulan was one of the four concubines, such a palace banquet would definitely be attended, and he would not be willing to enter the palace, and he would not want to meet the imperial brother who disappointed him so much!

Ling Wuyi followed Duanmu Qingyue into the seat, she sat on Duanmu Qingyue's left hand side, and Duanmu Qingyue just blocked her view from looking at Yichen.

Raising his eyes and Duanmu Qingyue glanced at each other, pursed his lips, and set his eyes on the pastries and dried fruits on the table.

Swallowed: "This pastry, you can eat it now, right?" ”

Duanmu Qingyue's eyes crossed with a doting smile, and nodded: "Ahem...... If you like, just eat it. ”

Hearing this, Ling Wuyi took off her veil with a smile. The moment the veil was removed, she seemed to hear gasp.

Raising his eyes with some doubts, it turned out to be from those who had been paying attention to Duanmu Qingyue's side.

Their eyes were full of amazement and doubt, they still remembered that Duanmu Qingyue had said that Ling Wuyi's appearance was ugly.

However, the one in front of them is not the same person as the one a year ago, right?!

For those people's eyes, Duanmu Qingyue doesn't like it very much! A sharp look swept over, and those people consciously withdrew their gaze. I'm afraid that if I collect it slowly, I will be remembered by Duanmu Qing!

Ling Wuyi's eyebrows raised, and her gaze returned to the pastry. She reached out and twisted a pastry made into the shape of a peach blossom and put it in her mouth, the pastry melted in her mouth, sweet and soft, with a taste of peach blossoms.

With a smile, he twisted one to Duanmu Qingyue's mouth: "It's delicious, you can taste it too!" ”

Duanmu Qingyue did not refuse, and opened his mouth to eat. Nodding: "Well, it's delicious." ”

As he spoke, Duanmu Qingyue stretched out his hand to twist one, but was slapped on the back of his hand by Ling Wuyi. Her movements were light, but she was shocked by the peeking ministers. They all thought in unison: it's over, it's over! This Zuo Xiang-sama must be angry!

What turned out to be the ...... that made them fall through the glasses No, they don't have glasses!

Duanmu Qingyue didn't get angry as they expected, but just looked at Ling Wuyi suspiciously.

Ling Wuyi raised her eyebrows: "I'm just giving you a taste, it's sweet, you can't eat it if you cough!" ”

Duanmu Qingyue: "......"

Ignoring Duanmu Qingyue's speechlessness, Ling Wuyi poured him a glass of boiling water. Duanmu Qingyue obediently picked up the water cup and brought it to his lips.

Ling Wuyi continued to eat the pastry, and just picked up a piece of glutinous rice balls and was about to put it in her mouth, when suddenly a voice directly startled Ling Wuyi dropped the glutinous rice balls in her hand to the ground.

"Sure enough, it's you, Ling Wuyi!"

As soon as Ling Huandong walked into the Xuanyang Palace, he saw Ling Wuyi. Growing up together since childhood, Ling Huandong easily recognized Ling Wuyi.

Although Ling Meixuan on the side also recognized Ling Wuyi, she didn't yell at Ling Huandong like she was disrespectful, but just looked at Ling Wuyi with some shock.

Unexpectedly, it's really Ling Wuyi!

Didn't you say, didn't you say that Ling Wuyi ran away with a little guy? Why, she is next to someone like Zuo Xiang?!

Ling Shujie frowned, didn't speak, and forgot to stop Ling Huandong.

Ling Huandong strode towards Ling Wuyi, stood in front of her desk and pointed at her nose: "I recognized you a year ago, you didn't admit it, and you still wore a veil to cover your shameless face, what's the matter?" Are you embarrassed not to wear a veil now? ”

Duanmu Qingyue's brows furrowed slightly, there was already anger in his eyes, and before he could speak, Ling Wuyi stood up suddenly.

She picked up the glutinous rice balls that fell on the ground and smashed them into Ling Huandong's face at once, with an angry face: "Who do you say is shameless?!" Who are you!? How dare you humiliate me so justifiably!? ”

Ling Wuyi's voice was not small at all, it was full of the smell of gunpowder, which made people deeply feel that this woman was so spicy!

Ling Huandong was first stunned by the small glutinous rice ball, and then he was a little too late to react by Ling Wuyi's words.

After a while, he blushed: "Ling Wuyi! How can I say that I am also your eldest brother, how can you be so rude! I am the eldest brother, so I have the right to rule over you! ”

As soon as the name Ling Wuyi came out, everyone was even more surprised.

Didn't you say, Ling Wuyi, died violently?! This news came from the right minister himself!

But who is this Ling Wuyi at this time? Resurrected from the dead?

"Eldest brother?! Whose eldest brother are you? If I'm not mistaken, you're supposed to be the eldest son of the right minister, right?! Don't you have a sister, why did you come to me as a brother?! ”

Ling Wuyi snorted disdainfully, then rolled her eyes at Ling Huandong.

"You-"

Duanmu Qingyue saw that Ling Wuyi could teach Ling Huandong a lesson by himself, so he let her spill in this Xuanyang Palace. He thinks it's so cute!

Hanging his head slightly, he took a sip of warm water, and the glass of water concealed the corners of his lips that were slightly raised.

"What are you?! I have a name, my name is Duanmu Qingya! What did you just call me? Lingwuyi? As far as I know, Ling Wuyi is the second lady of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, right? And as far as I know, the second young lady died violently more than a year ago, right?! This news was said by your right minister himself! How? She's not dead?! ”

Ling Shujie, who was originally standing on the side, confirmed that Ling Wuyi was Ling Wuyi, but Ling Wuyi's words made Ling Shujie puzzled again.

Even if he doesn't usually know his daughter, Ling Shujie also knows that Ling Wuyi's personality will definitely not be like the person in front of him. And if you look closely, although the 'two' people are similar, they are a little different in detail and height.

So, it's a mistake, right?

Seeing Duanmu Qingyue sitting next to Ling Wuyi,