In the quietest corner of the palace, the newly renovated mansion is empty, except for a plaque hanging high to show that it is still inhabited, and the three large characters on the black background and gold paint on it are strong and powerful.

Chao Tai Zhai.

This is the special residence of the Yuan Emperor to his confidants and ministers in the past dynasties, which can be seen from the word "Chaotai" in the name alone, not to mention that its interior and exterior design and decoration are all from the hands of famous craftsmen, and the magnificent atmosphere faintly reveals seven points of luxury and high-end; If you only look at the area, only the emperor's dormitory, Shouchang Palace, and the Queen's Lai Yi Palace can be compared with the huge palace, and even the most magnificent Fenghuan Palace is far inferior.

Four years ago, it was still the confidant of the previous Yuan Emperor, known as Chu Ci, who was known as the head of the hundred scholars, but now, it is the residence of Lian Song.

Compared with the splendid Fenghuan Palace, Lan Zhirong prefers the ease and elegance of Chao Tai Zhai, but when facing the owner of the house, the comfort of living in a clean room cannot be reflected, and some are only puzzled and annoyed.

"Knowing that I can't wait for her to die, you actually give her advice so that she can be with the second prince! I always say that I think I don't do what you ask, why don't you want to think about what kind of bullshit you are doing?! It was already difficult to deal with when she was still carrying the sins of King Qinglian, but now she doesn't have to pay for any more crimes or sentences, she has become a clean and respectable medical officer in the palace, and there is a powerful prince who is impatient to marry her, what will I do to deal with her in the future? You're smart, you're talking! ”

Lan Zhirong's hysterical madness was no stranger to Lian Song, before she came to the Yuan Kingdom, before she could find a way to vent her anger, almost no one in the Qingyue Palace was unaware of the eldest princess's madness and irritability.

Closing his eyes and enjoying the slight tiredness brought by the soothing incense, Lian Song slowly shook in the half-reclining rattan chair, and his tone was as slow as if he didn't care: "I can't figure out what I'm going to do, it's because you're too stupid, and I'm not interested in explaining it to you a little bit, but in order to prevent you from doing something stupid in a hot head to ruin my plan, there are some things that you have to understand." ”

Stopping the rocking chair on tiptoe, Lian Song opened his eyes suddenly, staring straight at the finely carved ceiling. Seeing that he was finally willing to explain, Lan Zhirong immediately put away the noise and sat aside with a calm face, her thin and long fingers tightly gripping the silk handkerchief, leaving ugly folds.

"There are some things that outsiders don't know, for example, the emperor has long promised the prince of Dingyuan that King Qinglian will be handed over to him to deal with, so King Qinglian can live unharmed until now. So far, I haven't been able to figure out what the relationship between the prince of Dingyuan and the Qinglian King is, I can only be sure that the bloodbath of the Qinglian Palace is not just for revenge, whether it is Wen Moqing or the Qinglian King, they have their own hidden purposes and forces behind them, and I don't plan to act rashly until I understand their true identity and background. ”

"So just let it go? That woman is the best at seducing men, she was a sinner woman before and she could seduce the second prince in a daze, if she was allowed to enter the palace, I don't know how many men will be taken away by her! ”

Lan Zhirong's stubbornness had already made Lian Song very impatient, sneering and staggering her fingers against her chin, her slightly narrowed eyes were cold: "How many men do you think there are in this palace?" Even if it's a seduction, how can she beat you? Yan Liwu is different from you, she is dead set on the second prince, whether it is devolved to the people or staying in the palace, the only difference is that she will never be free in the palace, just like you - no, you are all the same, no one can escape my chess game. ”

The elegant but cold smile sent chills down Lan Zhirong's spine, and she subconsciously swallowed her saliva, almost having the idea of running away.

During the time when Yan Liwu was regarded as the King of Qinglian, she was also in dire straits when she was trapped in Qingyue Kingdom, and the person who brought her endless pain and hope was Lian Song, a terrible man who seemed to be able to see through everything, control everything, treat human life as a game, and treat the world as a chess game.

Or rather, demons.

He doesn't have the superb martial arts like Wen Moqing, and he doesn't have the illustrious identity of Wen Moshu, but Lan Zhirong believes that if someone can destroy the world, then this person must be Lian Song - so she always keeps persuading herself to believe that if it is Lian Song, it will definitely not be a problem to destroy the little Yanli worry.

"You should go, I said, don't come here without special circumstances." Putting away the shivering cold gaze, Lian Song lay back in the chair and closed his eyes to rest. Lan Zhirong originally came with a belly full of anger and doubts, but seeing that he had no patience to pay attention to himself anymore, he didn't dare to say more, so he had to swallow his anger and withdraw from the bright room, put on a big hat to cover most of his face, and returned to Fenghuan Palace along the sparsely populated path when he came.

On this day, the Yuanguo Palace had many secret talks due to a decision of Emperor Wen Jingyuan, and for the first time since she was named Concubine Yun, Lan Zhirong could not wait for Wen Jingyuan, who said that she was going to come.

The next day, Wen Jingyuan retreated early and went straight to Fenghuan Palace, neither explaining why he didn't come the day before, nor comforting Lan Zhirong, who pretended to be lost, with a tightly locked brow full of thoughts, and made a hasty and rude almost cathartic walk, and then sat sullenly at the head of the bed.

"Blue Lotus King...... I really shouldn't have promised Wen Moqing to hand over that woman to him to deal with. Wen Jingyuan, who couldn't stand Lan Zhirong's constant coquettish questioning, just needed a chance to talk, sighed and poured bitter water, completely ignoring the trace of gloom flashing in the eyes of his beloved concubine, and continued to wring his brows and sighing, "Yesterday, I talked with the prince of Dingyuan and the prime minister alone, and I always felt that the woman with the same name and surname as the king of Qinglian was not simple, otherwise, why would the second prince fall in love with her?" At first, I couldn't figure out why the prime minister advocated leaving the words behind, but it wasn't until the prime minister explained in detail that I suddenly realized that I almost let the tiger return to the mountain. ”

"I heard that woman is just a stand-in for King Qinglian, what is the emperor afraid of her? If you're really worried, wouldn't it be easy to find a chance for her to disappear from this world? Hearing Wen Jingyuan's precautionary concern for words and worries in his tone, Lan Zhirong took the opportunity to offer advice.

"Can't be killed, didn't I say it?" Wen Jingyuan waved his hand impatiently, and when he was so angry, he actually forgot that he was talking about something unsightly with a harem concubine. Lazily untied his belt and threw it on the ground, Wen Jingyuan climbed onto the bed again, this time he didn't plan to do cloud and rain again, just got into the quilt and lay on his back with his hands, pondered for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "I don't bother to care if there is any festival between you and the Qinglian King, but you remember to me that you are not allowed to participate in the affairs of the previous dynasty at all, otherwise I will clean you up like other concubines, and I will not be soft!" ”

"The concubine just cares about the emperor and wants to share the emperor's worries, where can she have the courage to interfere in the government? Besides, the emperor has already judged that Miss Yan is not the King of Qinglian, so the concubine naturally has no reason to continue to embarrass her. Now that Miss Yan has also moved into the harem, she just gave the concubine a chance to compensate and apologize, and after two days, when she has time, the concubine will definitely come to the door to compensate her in person. ”

Lan Zhirong sat behind the curtain and sneered silently, her blocked expression blurred.

Half a month ago, Concubine Song, who had been in the palace for more than half a year and was favored, recommended her brother to Wen Jingyuan for the throne, but was unceremoniously expelled from the palace by Wen Jingyuan because she praised her brother and belittled a certain civil servant. The man who was still looking for pleasure and indulgence by the pillow the night before was ruthlessly abandoned the woman who had been fortunate in the blink of an eye, this kind of thing may attract blame and condemnation on ordinary people, but when this man is the emperor, everyone will only blame the poor woman who has been abandoned.

It is said that the emperor is ruthless, and Wen Jingyuan is no exception, Lan Zhirong knows that her current status in Wen Jingyuan's heart is not enough to compare with Jiangshan Sheji, so she is always walking on thin ice, careful step by step, and according to the method taught to her by Lian Song, she quietly erodes the mind of the Ninety-Five Zun on the couch little by little.

The eyes hidden behind the dim light suddenly flashed a trace of coldness, slightly curled up the soft red lips, and Lan Zhirong smiled silently.

What about the Emperor of Heaven? Someday, whoever made her miserable would have to pay it back double!

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On the night when Wen Jingyuan made his decision, Gonggong Zhao took the two palace maids to the Tianque Hall to "please" and sent them to the inner palace blocked by the high wall.

The lead palace is located in the northwest corner of the inner palace, close to the partition wall of the inner and outer palace, it can be said that it is the most remote place in the concubine's residence, it can be seen that the silk concubine who lives in this palace is not powerful, and even the Jin nobles in the side hall are also waiting for death. Yan Liwu has just arrived, and he is very unfamiliar with all the personnel in the harem, but fortunately, the Jin nobles are enthusiastic and kind, and after sending away Zhao Gonggong and the two palace maids, they will take Yan Liwu to get familiar with him.

"The inner palace is usually not allowed to enter by men other than the emperor, right?" As he walked to the gate of the partition wall, he sighed as he looked at the guard standing straight.

Jin Guiren didn't hear the loss in her tone, smiled, and said softly: "The rules are true, after all, the inner palace is inhabited by concubines and nobles, and it is unethical to let other men see it, and it is also to damage the emperor's face." However, since the time of the first emperor, the restrictions on the inner palace have been relaxed, and on weekdays, the princes can come in and greet the queen and the imperial concubine without greeting the emperor; If any of the beauties' family members come to visit relatives, as long as they get the permission of the emperor, they can also enter the inner palace to visit. ”

In other words, Wen Moshu doesn't have to invite the emperor to meet her, right? Yan Li suppressed the secret joy in his heart and nodded lightly.

"Gonggong Zhao informed you in advance that you were coming, but there are fewer people in this Leadhua Palace, I only cleaned up the side hall briefly, you live with grievances first, and tell me if you lack anything." Hearing the beating of the drum outside, the Jin nobles sent their words back to the room, and smiled apologetically when they left, "Today, the concubine is unwell, and I can't pick you up in person, so I ask me to bring a good voice, so that you don't have to go to your heart." ”

"Staying here, where do you dare to work hard? I should have gone to say goodbye to my mother. "Yan Liwu is not a person who does not know proportion, no matter how unfavored Concubine Juan is, she is the third concubine, and she is a little medical officer who does not even have a grade, no matter how she says, it is not the turn of Concubine Juan to see her, and she is too lazy to come to the Concubine Juan, and the noble people are afraid that she will think too much before explaining euphemistically.

Politely sent off the Jin nobles, said a long sigh of sorrow, and looked at the empty room in a daze.

Compared with the Tianque Palace, the residence that belongs to her now is too small and simple, there is nothing but the simplest supplies and furniture, and there is no sense of warmth and affinity, and she always feels lifeless, lonely and lonely.

How long do you want to stay here? When will we be looking forward to the day when we will no longer suffer from the pain of parting with Wen Moshu?

Yan Liwu sat on the cold round bench messily and was upset, and suddenly thought of those endless open and secret battles, conspiracies and calculations, and couldn't adjust his depressed mood, so he wanted to drink a cup of hot tea and wash up and sleep, when suddenly there was a sound of pushing the door outside the room, followed by the steady footsteps of different women.

Yan Li's heart was sour, half happy and half sad - she knew that Wen Moshu would definitely come to see her secretly if she was not at ease, even if there were thousands of obstacles and had to be separated temporarily, nothing could prevent them from seeing each other.

However, after Yan Liwu quickly got up and opened the door, that joy suddenly fell short.