"Huh?"

Xi Liangxian was stunned.

She raised her eyes and looked at the Emperor on the throne, and the words that came out of his mouth were addressed to her, and his eyes did not look at her, as if he glanced lightly in a certain direction.

Xi Liangxian looked curiously in the direction of the emperor's gaze, and saw a man wearing a purple robe, his black hair tied up with a golden crown, and his handsome face was three points similar to that of the emperor, but the silhouette was a little more feminine for no reason.

Xiliang Immortal's pupils suddenly widened by a point.

This man in purple is......

In Pinhualou, she pretended to be Oiran Feng Qianqian to perform on stage, and said that she would forcibly buy her people!

Xiliang Immortal's mind raced.

The foreign men who can enter and leave the harem, in addition to the emperor and eunuchs, are only the royal clan or important ministers of the court, this is a small family banquet held by the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan in Ci'an Palace, it is impossible for a foreign minister, combined with his purple clothes, then the identity of this man is about to come out-

The emperor's brother in the original book likes to wear purple robes like his own mother, King Ziyin!

In Pinhualou, the Dog Emperor and the King of Ease, who each used fake identities, were clearly there, and when the assassin assassinated the man in purple, the two chose to stand by and watch, indicating that the relationship between the brothers was average.

Emperor Ziyin is the biological son of the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan, and his attitude represents the Empress Dowager Xiaoduan to a certain extent.

Then, the relationship between the two different factions of the emperor and the queen mother is really tense, and they can only maintain peace on the surface for the time being.

She is now the one who is tied to the same boat as the Dog Emperor.

No way, you have to do the task.

Therefore, King Ziyin is also her enemy in disguise.

Even if she didn't have the relationship with the Dog Emperor, she didn't have any good feelings for the pig-headed King Ziyin.

Dare to beat your aunt's idea, and dare to hug me!

Hum!

Xiliang Immortal's beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at King Ziyin.

It's just that her eyes are too good-looking, her eyes are black and white, the tails of her eyes are slightly raised, and her eyelashes are curly and slender, which looks very beautiful.

When smiling, the eyes are bright and moving, and there is a faint flattery.

When you don't smile, the raised eyelets evoke a touch of cold beauty.

Emperor Jingchen originally looked at the legendary concubine Xiliang Xian, who was most favored by his good imperial brother, and his eyes were full of ambition.

It is undeniable that this woman is indeed very beautiful, completely different from the freshness and elegance of Shangguan Wan, the daughter of the prime minister, and more bright and intoxicating than Li Xiuhua, the first beauty in the eastern country, especially when she is wearing a crimson dress, like a dazzling and glamorous red flower, which is full of stunning brilliance.

Seeing that the woman was glaring at him with a pair of black and white beautiful eyes, the tails of her eyes were a little cold, but she revealed a trace of seductive anger, and the corners of Ziyin Wang's mouth slightly hooked up a trace of evil arc.

This flower turned out to be a thorny flower.

But it doesn't matter.

That's more interesting, isn't it?

Emperor Jingchen has never been willing to be subservient to others, and will always be only a courtier-

He not only wants the splendid rivers and mountains in the east, but also the woman of his good royal brother.

It's the stuff that gets your hands on it, it's exciting, isn't it?

Thinking of this, King Ziyin hooked his thin lips that were as bright as blood, as if he didn't care about Xi Liangxian's glaring at him, and smiled at her.

With a little bit of ......

Deliberately seductive taste.

Xiliangxian: "......"

You're smiling, you're laughing!

#妈妈, there's a guy here laughing at me, shall we kill him? #