This will Yuan Lingjun poke her sore feet, and immediately exploded, "You are talking nonsense...... I am a concubine, and you are also a concubine, what is so glorious. ”

"The concubines are all raised by their parents, and you don't recognize your own mother." Yuan Lingjun touched a golden hairpin and played with it repeatedly in his hand, squinting his eyes, "In order to achieve your goal, you are only willing to sacrifice your heart and blood for the lord of the authentic bloodline, and treat us as enemies." Yang Zhai, don't forget, we are the same father, he is still alive, and you curse your fellow sisters with impunity, does he shudder when he hears it? ”

"Shut up! You killed the imperial mother and still have the face to mention her, especially you and the Fan slut, you are not worthy of mentioning the name of the imperial mother and the eldest sister, don't pretend there, it's not disgusting. There were only two of her in the house, and Yang Zhai became more and more arrogant.

"Huh! Is yelling at the emperor your upbringing? Yuan Lingjun snorted in a deep voice, and with a flick of his sleeves, the makeup reduction on the dresser was immediately taken down and smashed to the ground, and the hairpin ring jewels rolled all over the ground.

Yang Zhai shuddered for a moment, and the exposed half of the lotus foot retracted to the bottom of the skirt, and the powder couldn't hide the whiteness of his face.

Yuan Lingjun saw it in his eyes and sneered: "The winner is king, the loser is the loser, and he can't afford to lose and forcibly defend himself." What is orthodoxy, what is stealing, the third sister Yongguo is immortal, when will it be her turn to sit on the throne? ”

"It's better to say than to sing, aren't you also forcibly justifying, my sister and sister are good, and you're a fart in front of the throne." Her voice was weak, but her mouth was tough.

Yuan Lingjun was very tired from talking to her, so he simply remained silent.

Yang Zhai thought that she was speechless to refute, and was a little proud, "The sixth sister only dares to be majestic in front of me, and she doesn't even dare to fart a single fart against the slut of Shangfan, and she has lost all the dignity and face of the Yuan family." ”

"Yuan's face is not hard to worry about." This kind of person, you and her are also angry and hurt yourself. Yuan Lingjun threw the golden hairpin on the dresser and walked lightly under the curtain, "I kindly remind you, change your stinky body, Jing Hou is loyal and honest, but it is not a soft persimmon that is kneaded by women, you provoke him, and it is your own fate to be beaten to death, and the court will not make decisions for you." ”

"You ......" Yang Zhai panicked, took a big step forward, and asked in a trembling voice: "Aren't you afraid that I will turn Jingdi upside down?" ”

She stood there alone, her sharpness exhausted, her eyes soft. Yang Zhai is not hard-hearted, but he has lost most of his heart and cannot be recovered. Yuan Lingjun frowned and looked at her, "But if you know each other, you should put yourself in the right position." ”

She dusted off her sleeves, impatient with her vexatiousness.

"Yuan Lingjun, I swear, I won't let you have a good time." Yang Zhai stomped his feet and roared at her back almost with all his might.

Yuan Lingjun looked back abruptly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Stay honest, don't think about tricks." ”

Yang Zhai saw that she was not angry, she was so angry that she wanted to cry, swept away the large and small boxes on the table with her sleeves, and slammed the dresser with her fists.

In the final analysis, she is also jealous of her, the same background, one is the queen of Changshan, and the other is Princess Tao who does not even have a title, just like when she was jealous of Yong Guo, even if Yong Guo's appearance was ruined, the fire of jealousy still burned her to sleep, and later Yong Guo died, she transferred this jealousy to Yuan Lingjun, and felt that her misfortune was all caused by her.

Thinking of his grievances, he cried loudly in front of the mirror, and Mama came in and said that the princess was crying and swasting his face, don't blame the palace people for rudely shaving their skin with makeup.

In the past two years, the palace people tortured her in every way, Yang Zhai had nowhere to confide, held her stomach, pinched the golden hairpin and broke the seams of the wedding dress one by one with the tip of the hairpin. The palace people went to Yuan Lingjun. Yuan Lingjun was leisurely drinking the happy wine, and said: "I thought I was a fierce horse, but in the eyes of others I was just a crazy horse, I remember clearly, when the Yue clan sent the crazy horse to the imperial court, I tamed it and then chopped it into pieces of meat and sent it back to Beisai, and the eldest prince was mainly mad and crazy...... Don't pay attention to it, she values face, it doesn't matter if I want it or not, let her go to Jingdi in bad clothes. ”

Yang Zhai was waiting in Changchun Palace to see what Yuan Lingjun would do, and the words brought by Mama made her completely dumbfounded. Look at her arrogant and tough appearance, but in fact, she is fierce and inward.

She categorically didn't want to leave the palace with the broken wedding dress, so Mama had to forcibly carry her out, "Your Majesty said, today is the best time for the princess to come out, and the princess can't call the shots." ”

Yang Zhai was forced to come out in a circle in Changchun Palace, almost crying all the way, the palace people saw her ragged appearance, felt that they had lost face, and shouted that they would never dare again, and asked the emperor for forgiveness, and the tone was almost pleading.

Standing for an hour in the spring breeze, her teeth chattered with cold, but she didn't dare to leave without permission, until the auspicious time was approaching, the servant Kunjiao held Zhai and draped it on her, "If the princess even cuts this one, there will really be no superfluity." ”

Yang Zhai's face turned white and white, biting her lip vigorously, and silently swore in her heart: If she has to return to Lin'an, she will not let go of Yuan Lingjun.

"Isn't the princess?" Kun Jiao looked at her reluctant expression, and made a gesture to take away Zhai Zhai, "Your Majesty said that the princess has not been given by her since she was a child, and now it seems that the princess is still the same as before, that little maid ......"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Zhai waved her hand away vigorously and grabbed the placket of her clothes, "Who said no." "Two hands into the straight sleeve tube, for fear that the emperor will regret it, hurried and wolf, how can there be a domineering posture.

Kunjiao returned to the palace, bowed to the emperor with a big salute, looked secretly, the tiger's back was bear's waist, the nose was square, it was Jing Hou who had finished the funeral ceremony, she quietly walked to the throne, and told what had happened.

Yuan Lingjun smiled without saying a word, and said to Jing Hou, who had impeccable etiquette: "I will take care of this Badi." ”

Jing Hou arched his sleeves, "Please rest assured." ”

The master of ceremonies shouted, the music rang out in unison, and hundreds of singers sang "Shenren Chang", in the depths of the corridor, Gong E was a pair, surrounded by Princess Yang Zhai, who was dressed in Zhai clothes, and walked out slowly, with a graceful posture and waist swaying like willows, so that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Before the emperor drove, Yang Zhai's face was still unnatural, but he tried his best to support and Jing Hou to go forward and bow down, the emperor and the concubines spoke separately, and then the newcomers said goodbye to the car, and after boarding the baggage, Yang Zhai hurriedly ordered people to cover the curtains and block all the sight outside.

Yuan Lingjun was not angry at all, and carefully instructed the minister to marry, and sent the family honor guard to set off under the singing of the master of ceremonies. The guard of honor went farther and farther away, and gradually disappeared at the palace gate.

She pressed her fingers and sighed to herself. A chamberlain came up sweating profusely.

"What's the matter?"

The chamberlain knelt down and said, "The king of Huaiyang in Shanglin Yuan has died of illness. (To be continued.) )