"Yes, because the concubine is just a side concubine, seeing that the prince has thoughts about his sister, and he doesn't want his sister to be the concubine, so he ......" Jing Shengyan gritted his teeth and said the biggest reason.

"Bastard thing!" Chu Yu slapped the delicate and delicate white porcelain tea bowl in his hand directly to the ground, and the fragments of the teacup splashed out, and a few pieces still wiped Jing Shengyan's cheeks, wiping out a thin hole in her cheeks.

"Lord Wang!" Jing Shengyan suddenly knelt on the ground and looked at Chu Yu, who was furious.

"It's been four months since you came to the house, and your stomach hasn't moved at all, and your mind is on guarding against your own sister. Even if this king temporarily cancels the plan to correct you, if you want to marry a woman to be a concubine in the future, it is the king's business, what does it have to do with your sister? ”

When Chu Yu said this, he didn't bother to look at Jing Shengyan at all. He only walked to the door of the room with his hands down, and looked at the lush flowers and trees outside, only then did he suppress the irritable feeling in his heart.

"That's it, you are a good person, because this king used to favor you too much, so you had such undeserved thoughts." After speaking, Chu Yu left directly, and no longer looked at Jing Shengyan, who was kneeling on the ground and lost his soul.

What kind of person is Chu Yu, how can he be trapped by her little Jing Shengyan, and even ask her to participate in the election of the princess?

Looking at Chu Yu's personable, but desperate back, Jing Shengyan cried in a mournful voice.

The other maidservants in the room didn't dare to come forward to persuade her, they had all suffered from Jing Shengyan. And the only pomegranate who could speak in front of Jing Shengyan was beaten by Leng Yu twenty bamboo pieces on that Dark Dragon Mountain, and now he can't open his mouth, let alone come up to persuade him.

"Jing Shengwu, it was all you who harmed me, which made the prince disgusted with me. If it weren't for you, I would have been the eldest daughter of the righteous concubine, and I would have become the princess's concubine, if it weren't for you, my mother would not have been locked up in the west courtyard by my father for so long. ”

"Our mother and daughter can have this heartwarming experience today. It's all because of you! Suddenly, Jing Shengyan raised his head, and his scarlet eyes revealed all crazy killing intent.

She won't let go of Jing Shengwu's slut!

thought of the note he gave to Han Yuying before going to Dark Dragon Mountain that day. Jing Shengyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay, Han Yuying's side is afraid that it has already been arranged.

Isn't this slut just relying on the identity of the princess and stepping on himself, if he doesn't have the identity of this princess, look at how this scenery is still jumping. Alone can also make her survive and not die!

Looking at Jing Shengwu's appearance of reading a book to pass the time, Xueyue quietly retreated, and after a while, she came in with the curtain again, holding two very exquisite antique red butterfly glazed plates in her hands, which were washed lychees and yam cakes.

"Miss, this is the best lychee sent by the fast horse outside today, the slave maid washed it for you, this is the lotus yam cake made by the slave maid in the small kitchen, this is sedum, lotus and yam mixed together. It's a cool and fragrant flavor. ”

Looking at the things on the exquisite plate, Jing Shengwu smiled, picked a lychee to eat, the cool and sweet juice flew between his lips and teeth, Rao is Jing Shengwu squinted his eyes very happily: "You still have a heart." ”

Xue Yue smiled, just stood respectfully in place, quietly, and didn't say anything.

In the early morning of the second day, Jing Zhengming took Jing Shengwu into the palace. According to Jing Zhengming, today the emperor will personally inquire about the worship of the Dark Dragon Mountain. There can be no difference pools.

Looking at Jing Zhengming's impatient look, Jing Shengwu couldn't help but sneer. When she didn't know what Jing Zhengming was thinking about? Seeing that there was nothing wrong with this Dark Dragon Mountain sacrifice, it was a great achievement, and he Jing Zhengming just wanted a piece of the pie.

Even if it was Chu Yu who escorted himself up the mountain that day. I'm afraid it's this mind.

"Miss, is it possible that we will watch Master Hou come to rob us of our credit?" Next to the purple shark bead sedan chair, Xue Yue looked at the oil blue painted gold sedan chair in front of her very unwillingly, and said to Jing Shengwu in a low voice.

Leng Yu on the other side glanced at the sedan chair and didn't say anything, but in her always calm eyes. But a look of disdain flashed.

"What if you don't want to, if you don't have my father, I'm afraid we won't get that big benefit." Jing Shengwu leaned lazily on the sedan chair, only used the big red snow feather gauze orangutan felt to cushion his legs, and replied lazily.

There is still a long way to go to enter the palace, and she can't survive such a boring time.

"What does Miss mean is that if there is no Hou Ye to go, our credit will be gone?" Xue Yue asked puzzled when she heard this.

In her opinion, this sacrifice in Dark Dragon Mountain is a big deal, especially when Jing Shengyan's moth came out later, if there is no reward, wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

"My father has always been a human spirit, if he doesn't follow, I'm afraid that our sacrificial merits will be erased by the emperor lightly, after all, I'm just a foreign princess, to put it mildly, it's just a pawn of the emperor."

"So let's go by ourselves, I'm afraid that maybe the emperor will think that it is our duty to serve him, so we cover up the past, but my father followed, which is naturally another effect." Jing Shengwu said lazily.

She is the eldest princess of Emperor Chu Heng, although she is not biological, but she also enjoys the status of a princess, so the emperor can completely say that she is his own family, and it is his duty to do things for him, so that even if it is a great merit, it will be taken for granted by the emperor.

But it's different with Jing Zhengming, he is the Marquis of Qi An, who actually escorted the eldest princess to the mountain to worship, and the Chu Yu, who is also the one who escorted himself up the mountain, the emperor knows it, and he will definitely reward these two people.

And after rewarding these two people, can you still run away with your reward?

Xueyue is a little girl in the end, although she has experienced a lot of experience with Jing Shengwu in the past few days, but after all, she can't cope with it in the palace, but Leng Yu on the side nodded approvingly to Jing Shengwu after listening to it.

Sure enough, what has been served in this palace is different.

Jing Shengwu looked at Leng Yu and understood what he meant, and he didn't say much at the moment, just smiled and lay on the soft snow feather gauze orangutan felt.

There is still some time before she enters the palace, so she will seize the opportunity to squint for a while. Otherwise. This was so tossed for half a night last night, and this morning I was called up by Jing Zhengming early in the morning, and entered the palace to meet the emperor, if it weren't for Leng Yu next to him. She had already fallen asleep.

In this wordless environment, a group of sedan chairs walked towards the carved and painted palace.

Zhongcui Palace.

"Sister, this Jing Shengwu is about to enter the palace, why aren't you in a hurry at all." Seeing that her sister didn't have any anxiety at all, Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but pout. Said very unpleasantly.

She has been in the palace for two or three days, but no matter how she persuades peace, this sister is not in a hurry, according to Concubine De's mother, this Jing Shengwu has also made a great contribution to come back, if this is a light start, I am afraid that it will be offset.

But Zhao Xiyan just wants to get rid of Jing Shengwu as soon as possible now, where can she take care of so many things?

"Look at your anxious roar, where is the slightest bit of everyone's beautiful demeanor? In the past, my sister taught you in the house, but I'm afraid that you have forgotten about it, right? "Concubine De Niangniang is wearing a delicate peach brocade embroidered Luanfeng palace dress. With a huge three-layer gold crown, he stepped on a pair of purple bead embroidered brocade mandarin duck shoes, and leaned lazily on the white jade couch.

"Sister, it's not that my sister is in a hurry, it's really that this Jing Shengwu entered the palace today, and it's the best time for us to get rid of her. If this is delayed any longer, who knows how long it will take? Zhao Xiyan stepped forward and took Concubine De's hand, and said coquettishly.

Concubine De was Zhao Shangshu's second lady before entering the palace, and she was also a concubine. Originally, it was Zhao Shangshu's eldest daughter who was going to be elected as a concubine, but Concubine De actually entered the palace instead of her eldest sister. And Concubine De is also a capable person, and after entering the palace, she has been favored by the emperor for many years.

Fortunately, this concubine is a childless person, otherwise, I am afraid that the throne of the queen will not be guaranteed.

And this Zhao Xiyan is the sister of Concubine De's mother. When she didn't enter the palace that day, the relationship between the two sisters was better than the other two sisters, after all, they were the same father and different mother, and Concubine De naturally took care of her own sister, the only one of the same mother's siblings.

Otherwise, it won't be because of this sister's words. Concubine De made a plan to destroy Jing Shengwu.

"Don't worry, let me ask you, do you have to be the son of the Rong Shizi?" Concubine De snorted lightly, and her long dancôme-coated fingers tapped Zhao Xiyan's forehead, and said dotingly.

"Sister, you're going to make fun of me!" Zhao Xiyan was asked by her own sister about such a private boudoir talk, and her cheeks blushed shyly at the moment, but in the end, she understood her sister's thoughts, and she didn't hide too much.

"A few days ago, I quietly handed a letter to the scholar next to Rong Shizi, but ...... Later, it was the royal concubine who found me, saying that she could help me get rid of Jing Shengwu, but now I am afraid that this will be a failure. ”

Speaking of which, Zhao Xiyan couldn't say anything anymore.

"You, you really make my sister worry about me! Just promised to be instructed by the means of Jing Shengyan in vain? When Concubine De heard this, she pointed at Zhao Xiyan's forehead with hatred.

How could she not understand Jing Shengyan's thoughts, in this deep palace, I am afraid that the battle of the harem women is much more clever than that of Jing Shengyan's means, otherwise, how can Concubine De not fall behind in front of the queen?

Although this Jing Shengyan said it nicely, if Zhao Xiyan helped her get rid of this Jing Shengwu, what trouble would there be in the future, wouldn't Zhao Xiyan still have to take the risk herself?

Even if there is no trouble, if this Jing Shengyan goes back on his word in the future, turns his face and doesn't recognize people, and doesn't help Zhao Xiyan at all, wouldn't Yan'er's efforts be in vain? When Concubine De thought of this, her impression of that scene was also broken.

It seems that the young lady who came out of Jingfu is really not much better!

"Sister, although this Jing Shengyan is a little unreliable, it is much better than Jing Shengwu after all! Now Rong Shizi doesn't know how to be fascinated by Jing Shengwu, and he only has this fox in his eyes all day long, where did he see him so attentive to anyone before......

Zhao Xiyan is not stupid, she was slightly instructed by Concubine De, when she even understood the trick.

After all, Concubine De is also cautious, at the moment Rong Wangfu can be said to be in full swing, if she can climb this big tree, she will have a good relationship in the future. After all, Concubine De has been in the palace for many years, but she has no heirs, and the emperor will die in the future, and the new emperor will ascend the throne.

Could it be that Concubine De couldn't retire in the palace in her good years, but was buried with the old emperor?

Seeing that the emperor is now in his fifties, it is not far from the day of the big line. The women in the palace have no heirs, in the end there is no support, how can Concubine De not be in a hurry, if it weren't for the fact that she and the queen were incompatible, she would prefer her own sister to marry Chu Yu.

"You are my only sister, so naturally you can't be wronged." Thinking of this, Concubine De made up her mind.

"If this Jing Shengwu makes that stumbling block on your way, we have to get rid of her!"

A fierce look flashed in Concubine De's big eyes, and her methods were naturally incomparable to Jing Shengyan. Seeing that her sister was so attentive, a hint of pride flashed in Zhao Xiyan's eyes.

In the imperial garden, next to the lotus pond, there are two men in white brocade shirts, standing quietly.

Occasionally, when a passing palace person saw it, they would quietly retreat to the side, for fear of disturbing these two people. Their appearances are all first-class, which makes people almost think that they are mortal immortals. The warm face and the deep black eyes as bright as the stars even stunned the little palace maids who came and went.

"She's going to enter the palace today, aren't you going to see her?" Suddenly, one of the men in a white shirt spoke.

The long black hair was draped directly behind his head, and he only tied it up with an amethyst crown, looking scattered and uninhibited, but with a dashing taste.

His face was delicate and his eyes were piercing. But the smile on the corner of his mouth brought a bit of ruffian to his romantic temperament. If you look closely, you can still see the disdain in his eyes.

It's as if the heavens and the earth can't get into his eyes!

But this look of disdain, when facing the man opposite him, instantly turned into a sense of respect and pity. The man standing across from him was also dressed in a white robe, and his long jet-black hair was curled up with a crown carved from white jade, neatly draped behind him.

In his hand was a paper fan with a white jade handle, and when he shook it slightly, it expelled the hot air of this sedum. If you have sharp eyes, you can still see that there seems to be a faint cold air soaking out of the white jade fan.

The man's eyes were cool, and the ancient well was waveless, as bright as the brightest stars in the sky. But in those black and white eyes, there was no emotion.

Such a man, if he is really a celestial being, as if he is just standing there quietly, he will make the heaven and earth lose any color.

"Wu Liang, what the Dark Dragon Mountain said, is it true?" The man suddenly shook the folding fan in his hand a few times and asked indifferently.

When he spoke, his eyes did not look at the man in front of him, but only quietly looked at the lotus flowers in the lotus pond, and looked closely at whether it was Rong Chu.

"That's natural and effective, I'm exaggerating in front of the emperor Lao'er, isn't it just for your Miss Jingsan to fight for the greatest interests." When Wu Liang heard this, he narrowed his eyes, and his narrow eyes were full of calculations.

"How could Majesty believe your words so lightly?" When Rong Chu heard this, there was a look of disdain in his eyes, and he asked coldly.

"Hehe, this emperor is already in his fifties, maybe he will go west one day, what is he most afraid of, and what does he want the most? Isn't it something that will give him a long life? This throne is something that can make people crazy. ”

Wu Liang smiled, but there was a look of disdain at the corner of his mouth. Chu Heng believed his words so lightly, but it was also within Wu Liang's reason. After all, what Chu Heng wants most now is to live a long life.

As an emperor, how can he not covet the prosperity of this world? (To be continued.) )