"Five hundred dollars? Too...... Emperor, don't you know the concubine's affection for you? Lan Xiang took the five hundred flying money in her hand, and was secretly frightened, unbuttoned her clothes slightly, put a roll of money into the mandarin duck's belly pocket, and then patted her chest with relief.

She pinched the Jinpa, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Today, I married the emperor with the emperor, and the concubine didn't expect it at all, nor did I expect the emperor to use money to practice the slave family, and the concubine was ...... Is the concubine like that? ”

After that, the weak and boneless jade hand caressed the chest of the Emperor Taishang, spit out Youlan, and the slippery body was attached to Li Yuan's body intentionally or unintentionally.

Lan Xiang understands men, and understands men very well. Compared to men, her capital is the body. In the Fat Pavilion, she can be praised as a fairy in the sky, and if she looks back and smiles, the man's heart will probably be crisp.

However, out of the Condensation Pavilion, she is not the person who sits in the Liujin Pavilion, but a woman in the Qinglou who is as cheap as dirt.

This kind of woman, it is barely possible to be a concubine of a dignitary, but to become an imperial concubine?

The likelihood is very low.

Especially now that the Emperor Taishang looks at her like a passerby.

Men, the more reserved they are, the more provocative they be. For beautiful women, they always can't bear to make up their minds.

"Affection?" Li Yuan stared at Lan Xiang coldly, even though he felt a physiological reaction, but he still had reason in his mind, pushed Lan Xiang away, and said coldly: "This woman in the world....... There are a few people like Liu Ruyi, you are not Liu Ruyi, and you are not Qian Qianyi, take Qian Ansheng to be a dumb person, if you dare to touch me again......"

He laughed back and emphasized, "Miss Lanxiang, do you know the cold palace of the palace? Those concubines who offended the emperor and could not get the emperor's favor would be put into the cold palace, even if it was the hottest time in midsummer, it was like an ice cellar, cold to the bone, and there were countless concubines who hanged themselves.

If you want, I don't mind sending you in! ”

Li Yuan clenched Lan Xiang's wrist tightly, pinching her painfully, until he snorted in pain, then he threw it on the side wall of the carriage, looked at her condescendingly, and said slowly: "Tonight's matter, bite it in your mouth, if someone else asks, just say that you have already promised me that you have long been interested in you, so you have entered the Fat Pavilion, and there is ...... Give poems.

After this turmoil, I will arrange for you to fake your death and get out, when the time comes, the sky is high and the birds can fly, Datang is so big, there is always a place for you. ”

Speaking of this, he still felt that it was not enough, and added: "Don't think that a certain will give you anything, the so-called promise of three lives is just a deceptive lie." ”

"Concubine....... The concubine body knows. Lan Xiang rubbed her reddened wrist with tears in her eyes, delicate as a woman from a good family who was bullied, and she was no longer at ease in the Ning Fat Pavilion, smiling lightly.

However, just when the Emperor Taishang squinted his eyes again, Lan Xiang bit her red lip, her weak eyes suddenly became sharp, and she said in an inaudible voice: "Lan Xiang knows that she is a chess piece, but sometimes the chess piece will also be anti-guest......

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. What beautiful poetry.

The Qinglou woman in Pingkangfang can be worth a hundred times more if she gets a pair of poems. And the concubine got ...... But it's a poem from the emperor, even the emperor who is high up has to give me three points! ”

Sometimes, a precious piece is worth the price of an entire chessboard, and Lan Xiang is the most dazzling of those pieces.

......

Changxi Palace, outside the palace.

"Doctor, Lizhi is ...... now How's it going? Li Shimin sighed lightly, looked back at Li Liqing, who was sleeping peacefully, and said worriedly.

Imperial Physician Xu stroked his beard, hesitated for a while, and said: "Princess Changle has been diagnosed and treated by Weichen and is no longer in serious trouble, but the princess committed suicide by cutting her wrists, which is a heart disease, even if it can be cured for a while, it can't be cured for a lifetime, I hope Your Majesty will persuade Princess Changle to be alive." ”

After speaking, he arched his hand, carried the medicine box and prepared to return to the Imperial Doctor's Office.

"Your Majesty, what's so strange about this? After the concubines finished teaching the princesses today, there was nothing wrong with Li's performance, and then Jiang Yang said that his father wanted Liqing, so the concubines asked the two of them to go out of the palace to ask their father for peace, why did so many things happen just a few hours later? The eldest grandson frowned puzzled.

"Jiangyang?"

Li Shimin frowned, paced a few steps outside the palace gate, the more he thought about it, the more strange it became, the county lord of Jiangyang had a close relationship with the emperor, and the emperor happened to appear in the Qinglou, and all kinds of things involved the emperor.

Is it accidental?

Thinking that something was wrong with this matter, Li Shimin was inconvenient to disturb the Emperor Taishang again, so he sent someone to summon Wu Jue.

After a while, Wu Jue rubbed her sleepy eyes and paid homage to His Majesty the Emperor, she was a daughter and had her own residence in the palace.

"Jiang Yang, let me ask you, why did Lizhi commit suicide by cutting her wrists? Tell me everything that happened when you two left the palace today, otherwise...... No forgiveness! Li Shimin stared at Wu Jue tightly and said fiercely.

The Emperor Taishang is his father, and he will not easily offend when he has not touched his bottom line. Can...... For the others, he didn't have such a good temper.

Even if it was just a six-year-old girl in front of him.

Wu Jue was frightened and immediately sobered up, but he didn't care about the latter sentence, and asked rhetorically: "Sister Lizhi committed suicide, so I said that there is nothing good about that eldest grandson Chong, and it is not worth it for him." ”

After she saw the gaze of the eldest grandson Wujian and Li Shimin, her back was cold, and she slowly explained: "Today, after Jue'er and Sister Lizhi said goodbye to the queen's mother, they first went to Dongshi to buy pastries, and then went to Daxingshan Temple to put incense on the queen's mother, and then we were going to go to Zhaoguo's mansion, but we didn't intend to stay in Pingkangfang for a while, and saw ......"

"What do you see?" The eldest grandson Wujian said in a tight voice, the matter involved her daughter and her mother's family, which made her heart go up and down, and she was extremely sensitive.

Wu Jue gritted his teeth, hesitated for a while, and said: "Pingkangfang is Chang'an's Flower Street Willow Lane, Sister Lizhi and I are also curious about this, so we looked inside for a while.

And then I found out...... The eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong, Chong, that is, Sister Lizhi's brother Chong, he just walked into the Ning Fat Pavilion.

After returning to the palace, Sister Lizhi first cried for a while, and then there was nothing.

But no one expected that Sister Lizhi would think about it...... Suicide. ”

After that, she couldn't bear the pressure in her heart anymore, and she cried quietly.

Li Shimin's face was cloudy, and he pulled the eldest grandson Wujian to whisper in her ear, and explained the farce in Ning Fat Pavilion today.

"What does Your Majesty mean now?" The eldest grandson frowned and sighed lightly. Things have come to this point, with her daughter on one side and her nephew on the other.

She really couldn't let go of it.

As a princess, being able to marry into a family with her childhood sweetheart is already a blessing for the third generation. His Majesty's other daughters (concubines) were assigned to the courtiers at will, almost one in the family.

How can there be a queen of the eldest grandson, her maiden family, and Princess Changle's uncle's family.