It seems that tonight is not very calm.

Lin Mansion is the most luxurious mansion in the splendid imperial city, this mansion is magnificent and luxurious, there are seven courtyards in and seven out, pavilions and pavilions, and rockery gardens are more exquisite and have a lot of fun. At night, a bright moon stands quietly at the top of the willow branches, it is early spring, although the flowers in the garden are not all open, but the fragrance can still make people feel refreshed.

Zhen Guogong sat quietly in this pavilion, in front of him was a twenty-eight-year-old beauty, a pair of Qianqian jade hands quietly plucked the strings, a face looked charming and moving, eyelashes slightly cocked, elegant and quiet like a fragrant jasmine, Zhen Guogong while admiring, his hands were not idle, and his hands clapped with the rhythm.

The woman was not surprised, but continued to play, and the sound of the harp poured out like jade beads, echoing in the courtyard.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared in front of the pavilion like a ghost, as fast as lightning. Zhen Guogong stood up: "You're finally here, but it's a quarter of an hour later than usual. Looks like things have gone wrong. ”

The man in black knelt on the ground: "Please spare your life." ”

Zhen Guogong looked at the man in black lying on the ground: "Who were you defeated?" ”

The man in black covered his chest and said, "It's the Prince of Weiguo." ”

Zhenguo Gong clenched his fists: "How can there be Prince Weiguo present?" ”

The man in black hurriedly explained: "Changle Hou and Prince Weiguo went out of the palace gate together, and the entourage of the two was only a dozen personal soldiers, but I didn't expect that the Prince of Weiguo made a folding fan fascinating, and before the others could react, one person had already died under his folding fan." ”

Zhen Guogong was slightly stunned: "A folding fan? ”

The man in black nodded: "It's a folding fan." ”

There was a hint of fierceness in Zhenguogong's eyes: "You should know the rules, this mansion does not raise waste people, you can solve it yourself." ”

I heard a miserable cry in my ear, and the right arm of the man in black was cut off by a long sword.

Zhen Guogong showed a little satisfaction and appreciation: "That's right, there is no next time, go down." ”

The man in black walked away with his wounds covered.

The sound of the piano is still the same, but the heart is no longer as leisurely and relaxed as just now.

I thought that I could take advantage of Ling Xueyan's drunkenness to be able to cut him down and eradicate the roots, but now it seems that there is an additional prince of the country, which must be a little tricky.

Looking at the woman playing the piano, she is charming and beautiful.

Rather a reliable tool.

It's just that I heard that the prince of the country loves his male pet Liuyun Gongzi, and I don't know how stunning that Liuyun Gongzi can be? can provoke such a favor from the prince of the country.

Prince Weiguo?

It's just a prince, maybe one day the country will be ruined, wouldn't it be better to blame Ling Xueyan for it?

A sneer appeared on Zhen Guogong's lips, and a poisonous plan slowly appeared in his mind.

Hate Leng Shan, she can't use it as much as she wanted before, women, if they are really soft-hearted, once they are emotionally involved, they can hesitate, mother-in-law.

Now that she is grounded, it is okay, and if she reflects on it, maybe it will be useful in the future.

Zhen Guogong thought about it, and he was already intoxicated by this beautiful sound of the piano. In such a cold night, it is also a beautiful thing to be accompanied by the sound of a beautiful woman's piano.

Following.

This palace is very lively, today Xinwan Rong accepted the favor, the emperor rewarded a lot of things, naturally envy others.

Not to mention those jade antiques, they were also rewarded together with the blue and blue porcelain teapot used by the emperor in the Tai Palace. After all, it is something used by the emperor, and everyone is vying to see it.

For a while, the palace was very lively, and individual concubines sent the things they took in the palace to Xin Wanrong's Wanfu Building in order to tie up Xin Wanrong.

This Wanfu Building, is the emperor in order to celebrate the birthday of Yan Guifei built, imitating the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, pavilions and pavilions, small pavilions and rockeries, there is a pool of blue waves, raising heavy overlapping lotuses. Legend has it that Concubine Lian also lived here, and those pavilions on the shore were built for Concubine Lian, but because the Empress Dowager Xianhui did not like it, Concubine Lian did not die well. At this time, Yao Concubine stayed quietly in Xiuzhuxuan, drinking the peach blossom brew in this cup, mellow and luscious, Yao Concubine stroked the white porcelain cup, and the warm feeling wandered in her fingertips.

Yan Qiu stood quietly on the side, watching her master bring the white porcelain cup to her lips, and a strange look rolled in her eyes.

"You say, Xin Wanrong is favored, what gift should this concubine give her?" Concubine Yao pursed her thin lips, and the red on her lips was fresh and delicate, like a charming flower.

"The slave doesn't know." Yan Qiu bowed his head, quite deferential.

"How can I say that she was also favored by the introduction of the imperial concubine, the Ning family and the Yao family have generations of in-laws, Xin Wanrong has something to do, and her imperial concubine must be to blame." Concubine Yao stroked the golden silk on her sideburns and dotted the blue gorse hairpin, this hairpin was inserted by the emperor himself, although she had a second princess, but she was not a prince after all.

Concubine Yao sighed softly and stroked this peach blossom face: "You say, will the imperial concubine like Ning Wan'er a little more in her heart, or will she like this concubine a little more?" ”

Where did Yan Qiu dare to answer such a question, she could only frown: "Naturally, the master is more liked by the imperial concubine." ”

Concubine Yao's eyes were fleeting, and she changed her gentle appearance, and elegantly picked up the white porcelain cup and drank it all: "This concubine would like you to say that the imperial concubine is a little bad to this concubine." ”

Yan Qiu stopped saying this, and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to speak.

"You send that pot of snowflake green to Xin Wanrong, I hope she doesn't blame the concubine for not reaching out to save Yue Wanrong at the beginning, she is the cousin of the imperial concubine, so she naturally understands this truth." Concubine Yao said softly.

Yan Qiufu Fushen: "Yes, master." ”

The master and servant were talking about something irrelevant without saying a word, but they saw a person coming from a distance, with no one around him, and he was dressed quite plainly.

It can't be the palace maid in that palace, right?

When I got closer, I found that although this pure-looking woman was not gorgeous and dazzling, even the hairpin rings on her head were extremely plain silver jewelry, but a few silver butterfly hairpins were extremely elegant.

After saluting, I realized that this woman turned out to be the emperor's An Mei Rujing, the concubine of the Marquis of Huaiyin. This Anmei man behaved elegantly and quietly, and after bowing, he stood quietly aside and did not speak.

Concubine Yao asked a few questions carefully, and the An Meiren behaved quite elegantly, spoke appropriately, and had a sincere attitude, so that people could not find a flaw. Concubine Yao is as careful as a hair, so she naturally thinks a little more about such a person. Now that she doesn't have any favor, if she can ally with her in the future, maybe it will be a boost to her in the future.

An Meiren's flattery was just right, it would not be boring, but it would not make people feel alienated, and between coming and going, Concubine Yao had a very smile on her face.

An Meiren took Concubine Yao's peach blossom brew, tasted it carefully, and was leisurely: "Sister Yao is so beautiful, even the concubines are ashamed of themselves, these peach blossom brews are really beautiful medicine." ”

Yao Concubine nodded again and again: "Since Sister Rujing likes it, it is naturally excellent, and this peach blossom brewed sister has only got a few jars, if you have free time in the future, please also go to my sister's Guerlain Hall to sit." ”

An Meiren has never drunk such a mellow peach blossom brew, the sweet taste makes herself fascinated, and she hurriedly said: "It is naturally good to have such a superb product, this peach blossom brew should be selected from the peach blossoms at the end of February, after crushing, add molasses and seal it with lotus leaves, and put it in the ice cellar for three years." ”

Concubine Yao asked carefully: "My sister is very knowledgeable, but why did she come out alone today, and she didn't even bring a maid?" ”

An Meiren's fair face was dyed with drunken red, like a bright peach blossom: "It's quite inconvenient to take a maid, not to mention that I can meet my sister here, but I am lucky to have three lives." ”

Concubine Yao saw that she was going to continue drinking, but she was a little worried: "Sister, although this peach blossom brew is sweet, but after all, it is wine, so don't drink it anymore." ”

An Meiren had no choice but to give up, with a pair of watery eyes with a bit of resentment, but it amused Concubine Yao.

Looking at these clear eyes, Concubine Yao suddenly remembered Ning Guiyi for some reason, at that time, Ning Guiyi also liked to stare at herself with such a pair of eyes. And himself, he pulled her nose and called her "Song fool". Although she is just the concubine of the Song family, she still likes her the most at that time, and she doesn't like the delicate and weak daughter of the Song family who plays with the temper of the young lady at every turn, but now Ning Guiyi, I am afraid that she can't wait to break her body into ten thousand pieces, but because she has taken her Song Xiangya's favor.

It was not early, Concubine Yao packed up her things and supported An Meiren, Xiuzhuxuan's bamboo was as verdant as ever, but the sunset on the horizon was already close to the sky.

The whole sky is getting overcast, and maybe tomorrow there will be a storm.