As Bu Bao gradually left Yusheng Residence, the smile on Zhou Yanran's face became lighter and lighter, and finally, the beauty who seemed to become an ice sculpture gradually left Yusheng Ju with Bu Bao, and the smile on Zhou Yanran's face became lighter and lighter, and finally, she seemed to become an ice sculpture beauty, with a stiff face.

Meng'e, the personal palace maid who was waiting on the side, knew Zhou Yanran's thoughts the most, and seeing that her face was extremely ugly at the moment, she carefully took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the hand that had touched Chu Xingyue just now.

"Since Niangniang doesn't like Princess Ling, why bother to come to see her once, and give away such a good pair of jade bracelets, it's a pity."

Zhou Yanran glanced at Meng'e lightly, looking at her jade-white fingers, if these hands were not her own, she might really make plans to cut them down and throw them away.

"I heard that after she was injured by an arrow, her temperament changed greatly, and King Ling, who could be lured when she was in King Ling's mansion, stayed in the Flying Feather Courtyard many times, and then she could be brought to the hunting palace, and that day she overshadowed everyone in the hunting ground, and even the emperor praised her; Such a princess Ling is both novel and strange, and this palace naturally wants to come and see it in person to determine how different she is from the past. ”

Meng'e changed a clean handkerchief and wiped Zhou Yanran's hand, with a look of disdain: "Niangniang really looks down on that Qingzhou girl, in the eyes of the slave maid, she is still the same as in the past, groveling and stammering when she sees Niangniang, and at first glance she is a commodity who follows the crowd." ”

"You know what."

Zhou Yanran withdrew her hand and said coldly: "Just now in Yusheng's center, although she was extremely low-key and humble, her words and deeds were all in a certain way, even if the palace tried her with words many times, she could show calmness and moderation; This is something that Chu Bingyue would never have been able to do before. ”

Meng'e was also aware of this through Zhou Yanran's on-demand, and couldn't help but be a little worried: "Since Niangniang also said that this Qingzhou girl is very different from the past, today Niangniang said those words in front of her, in case something is noticed by that Qingzhou girl, wouldn't it be bad for us." ”

Zhou Yanran sneered: "Do you really think that this palace doesn't know that if you do that, you will startle the snake?" ”

"What are your plans?"

Zhou Yanran spread out her fingers, looked at her beautiful soft water appreciatively, and said in a voice very close to Miaoman: "With Chu Bingyue's brain, even if you want to break your head, you can't guess the true intention of this palace. She would only think that this palace had special intentions for King Ling, but because of her identity, she couldn't do more. ”

Actually, she guessed that she was right, after all, Bengong really couldn't let go of that person, but she underestimated Bengong's means. What about becoming a concubine, and how about the huge difference in identity, as long as this palace wants to do it, it will definitely be able to do it; It's like the position of the imperial concubine of this product, and the palace doesn't get it the same way. ”

Meng'e looked at Zhou Yanran with almost admiration: "Please instruct the mother, what should the slave do next?" ”

"Our Princess Ling is definitely not a safe master, in the future, there will definitely be other waves, at that time, you and I will help her with all our hearts."

"Help Qingzhou girl? Mother, why is that? ”

Zhou Yanran smiled coquettishly: "Only by helping her will she feel that she has misunderstood this palace before, and she will feel that this palace came to her to chat today, not because she intended to provoke her, but because this palace has always been like this, without any malicious intent." ”

"Meng'e, you know what? People are a very strange animal, if you are sincere to her, many times you will encounter a lot of suspicion, it is better to be cold first, some distance, once the time is right, and then lend a hand, then the affection will be stronger than any time. This is what people often say, it is easy to put icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow. If we want to completely gain Chu Bingyue's trust, we have to go the opposite way and take the road of sending charcoal in the snow. ”

Meng'e completely understood what Zhou Yanran meant, but she was still a little worried: "Now that Qingzhou woman is Princess Ling, and King Ling also treats her differently, if we stumble on her like before, I'm afraid it won't be easy; In this case, how can you give her charcoal in the snow and gain her trust? ”

"Don't we still have a card in our hand that hasn't been broken?"

Meng'e was stunned, looked at the smile on the corner of Zhou Yanran's mouth, suddenly thought of that person, and said in surprise: "The slave is really stupid, why did you forget, we still have Li Fuqing in our hands who is jealous of Qingzhou women." ”

The smile on the corner of Zhou Yanran's mouth became bigger and bigger, and the subtle light in her eyes became more and more burning.

In front of me, an incident that happened in this hunting palace two years ago suddenly appeared.

At that time, she was about to become a show girl with the edict, because she admired Zhao Ling all the year round, how could she tolerate other men in her heart, so she begged her father to bring her to the hunting palace.

In the hunting palace, she really found Zhao Ling, who participated in the spring hunt together; It was in front of the lotus pond in Yusheng Ju that she cried and her eyes were red, and she tugged on his sleeve tightly, begging him: "San Lang, I don't want to enter the palace, I don't want to become a concubine, you go and ask the emperor to give me to you." ”

It was the first time in all these years that they had known each other, and she begged him for something, begging him to go and ask his father for her.

But how did he answer her?

"Miss Zhou, the draft into the palace is something that my father has to carry out every three years, I am both a son of man and a minister, how can I prevent this from happening? What's more, this king has no love for you, how do you want this king to open his mouth to ask his father for you? ”

It was the first time he had looked at their feelings so sincerely, but his answer was so piercing and painful.

She felt herself numb from pain, almost deprived of her breath under his cold eyes; However, she still struggled hard at the last moment, and begged him again regardless of her dignity.

"San Lang, I know you have no intention of me, but I am really afraid of entering the palace; If you think that I may not be worthy of you, you can put me in King Ling's mansion at will, even if it is for slaves and maids, I am willing. ”

As long as she can be by his side, she can almost throw away even the last bit of dignity.

However, what she didn't expect was that her bitter pleading was exchanged for the disgust in his eyes.

"Zhou Yanran, this king's palace does not raise useless people, there is one sentence you are right, the position of this princess Ling, you are indeed not qualified to sit."

As he spoke, he pulled his sleeve out of her hand, his voice still cold and unforgiving.

"Back then, because you helped me with one thing, this king agreed to call me the king's name, but you will soon enter the palace, and your identity will naturally be different after entering the palace, as the so-called people are terrible, but also for your own good, from now on, you don't call this king Saburo, like others, call me King Ling."

……

The pain in the memory made Zhou Yanran's face faintly white, and her petite fingers were clenched into small fists and pressed the position of her heart tightly.

No one would know how much her heart hurt at that moment when she heard Zhao Ling give her such a reply, and no one knew that the moment she was carried into the palace by a sedan chair, the past Zhou Yanran was already dead.

He said that she was not worthy of being his Princess Ling, and he said that she could no longer call him San Lang.

If she is not worthy, then she Chu Bingyue is worthy of being his princess, is she qualified to call him San Lang?

Once, she begged him to let her stay by his side, even if it was for a servant, but he didn't care about it, and he didn't even have the slightest pity.

She won't forget the cold look in his eyes when he looked at her, and she won't forget the look he looked at when he said she wasn't worthy.

She remembered his eyebrows and glances clearly, and reminded herself day and night that this man, even if she exhausted her means, she must get her hands on it.

Moreover, she not only wanted to get him, but also wanted him to tell the world that he had to marry her.

……

Chu Xingyue stayed in Yusheng's center for most of the day, and the situation of Zhou Yanran talking to her kept coming to her in her mind.

No matter how carefully she thinks about it, she can't see what Zhou Yanran is thinking, this feeling is really terrible, knowing that the person who came has bad intentions, you can only passively wait to be beaten.

This made her feel like she was holding a ball of cotton, and she could barely breathe.

In the end, even looking at the pair of blood jade bracelets that Zhou Yanran gave her began to be unpleasant.

Chun Xing waited cautiously by the side, seeing that Chu Xingyue's eyes almost saw through the pair of blood jade bracelets, for fear that this hot young lady would smash the pair of bracelets, Chun Xing hurriedly hugged the Nanmu small box and said: "Miss, even if you don't want to see this thing in your heart, but this is also given by the concubine Niangniang, if you destroy it and are known by someone with a heart, I am afraid that it will cause trouble." ”

Chu Xingyue really admired Chun Xing more and more, this little girl was almost catching up with the roundworm in her stomach, she could guess anything she wanted.

"Don't worry, no matter how depressed I am, I won't be angry with this object."

Chu Xingyue stretched out her arms boredly, she sat motionless for most of the day, she felt that she was about to stiffen, and was just about to stand up and move her body, when she saw a figure flash at the door, and then she heard a familiar voice coming.

"What's angry? What depression? Are you bored in this Yusheng House? ”

When Chun Xing saw the comer, she immediately greeted her with a smile: "The slave maid asks the prince for peace." ”

Zhao Ling looked at Chu Xingyue, who had become dumbfounded because of his appearance, and waved his hand casually to let Chun Xing retreat.

followed, strode up, took Chu Xingyue's hand and pulled her to sit on his lap, a pair of eyes, bright and amazing.

"So happy to see this king? Can't even speak? ”

Chu Xingyue sat on Zhao Ling's lap with some embarrassment, but what happened to them last night kept coming to mind.

This bastard, who bullied him so much last night, disappeared for most of the day today, and suddenly came back with a look of forgetting last night's events, why didn't she find out before, he was quite capable of pretending.

Since he didn't mention last night's incident, she was happy to forget, so she followed his words, gestured to the blood jade bracelet on the table with her chin, and said, "Who saw that you were happy, I was thinking about things." ”

Although Zhao Ling was not familiar with the gold and silver jewelry of these daughters, he could also see at a glance that this blood jade bracelet was extremely rare.

After taking it in his hand and looking at it for a few times, he said to Chu Xingyue with a smile: "This king has never seen you wear this kind of bracelet, but you are new?" Yes, your skin is white, and that color should be very beautiful. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Ling grabbed Chu Xingyue's wrist and wanted to put it on for her.

Chu Xingyue saw his actions, and said unhurriedly: "This bracelet was given to me by Concubine Zhou." ”

Zhao Ling made a move, and his originally calm eyebrows and eyes immediately fluctuated: "Who are you talking about?" ”

Chu Xingyue stared at his eyes intently and replied, "Zhou Guifei, Zhou Yanran,...... Your daddy's little wife. ”