Luo Qingluan, who returned to the Prince's Mansion, didn't know anything about Xichu at all, and he didn't even remember Su Yi anymore.

Coming out of Empress Wei's palace, Luo Qingluan had a subtle and strange feeling.

In just over an hour of conversation, Empress Wei's attitude, as well as the words and conversations, made her feel something. While answering, Luo Qingluan had been observing everything in the palace, and he hadn't even missed every expression of Empress Wei

I always feel that Queen Wei is a little familiar, as if she has seen it before!

This is a very subtle feeling, Luo Qingluan obviously thinks it is unlikely, but he has such a feeling.

Just thinking about it, Ling'er came with the freshly boiled sour plum soup, put it in front of her, and said with a little worry: "Miss Lin, the queen didn't embarrass you, right?" ”

As Miss Lin's maid, it was personally arranged by His Royal Highness the Prince, and she couldn't help but feel a little more curious and concerned about Miss Lin. During the time she waited, she could see that Miss Lin was a good woman, no wonder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince liked her.

"No, the queen is very good to me." His thoughts were interrupted, and Luo Qingluan smiled slightly and shook his head.

"That's good" Ling'er looked at her and stopped, paused, and didn't say anything more after all.

She knew that Miss Lin was comforting her and comforting herself, how could the queen be good to her? Miss Lin is alone, helpless, the queen mother asked Miss Lin to enter the palace mostly to beat, how could she agree to marry the prince?

It was already late spring, almost early summer, the weather in Southern Wei was slightly hotter than in Western Chu, Luo Qingluan had just taken a sip of sour plum soup, and Ling'er, who had just gone out, came back with a strange and embarrassed face.

"What's wrong?" Luo Qingluan was very strange, she had never seen Ling'er like this.

"Miss Lin's palace, there are people in the palace again."

"What?"

Luo Qingluan was slightly startled, what's going on? Could it be that the queen mother is looking for her again, hasn't she finished talking just now?

Ling'er said hesitantly: "It's Concubine Sun, Concubine Niangniang sent someone to see Miss Lin." ”

frowned, Luo Qingluan really didn't understand, who was this Sun Guifei, and what did she want to see her? If there is really something, why didn't she see her when she was in the palace just now, but she waited until she came back, and picked Lin Yixuan when she was not there?

Although she has no memory of the past, Luo Qingluan is not stupid, there must be demons when things are abnormal, this Sun Guifei is only afraid that the comer will not be good!

Before he could decide whether to see or not to see, there was already a sound of hurried footsteps at the door, and then the bead curtain sounded, Luo Qingluan and Ling'er turned their heads at the same time, only to see that the two had already walked in.

At first glance, she was dressed in the palace, a palace maid in her early twenties, with a square face, delicate makeup, not smiling, and an indifferent expression. The other is a grandmother in her forties, her skin is slightly dark and yellow, her face already has obvious wrinkles, and her eyes are even more scrutinizing, staring at Luo Qingluan like an eagle looking at a chicken.

"You're Miss Lin?" The palace maid said directly, "Come with us, the concubine wants to see you, hurry up." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the grandmother reached out to pull it, Luo Qingluan withdrew her hand, she pulled it into the air, and her face suddenly sank.

The palace maid's face also became pale: "Why, you don't even give the face of the concubine?" ”

The grandmother looked even more unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you just be summoned by the queen's mother, so you really thought that you could become the crown princess?" Miss Lin, the old slave still advises you to get acquainted with each other and come with us. ”

"This is the Prince's Mansion, it's better for the two of you to be polite!" Ling'er said boldly, but her confidence was a little insufficient.

The two of them were not polite, but glared at Ling'er fiercely, did not answer her at all, looked directly at Luo Qingluan, and said with a threat: "Miss Lin, we have been ordered by the concubine to invite you in person, Miss Lin can go to the queen's appointment, won't we give the concubine Niangniang's face?" Or does Miss Lin really think that she is going to become the crown princess and doesn't take our mother in her eyes? ”

"We girls don't"

Before Ling'er finished her words, she was pushed away by Mama, and the palace maid took the opportunity to step forward and made a fake gesture of please: "Miss Lin, please?" ”

Forced to such an extent, Luo Qingluan was already full of displeasure.

Ever since she lost her memory, she has been cautious and following the rules, for fear that she is really the daughter of a criminal and will cause some trouble and implicate people who should not be implicated. Empress Wei's invitation to talk to her still made her scratch her head, and in a blink of an eye, there was another Sun Guifei, really she was casually snorting and drinking?

At the moment, Lin Yixuan is not here, and he doesn't know when he will come back, Luo Qingluan wants to avoid this, so he can only rely on himself.

"Okay, then I'll have to lead the way." did not refuse, Luo Qingluan's face turned cold, but there was an extra sense of Ling Ran.

The palace maid and the grandmother didn't expect it to be so simple at all, and just about to rejoice, Ling'er hurriedly persuaded: "Miss Lin, don't go, let's talk about it when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince comes back!" ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to teach Ling'er a lesson again, Luo Qingluan stepped forward and stopped: "Isn't the concubine Niangniang waiting, let's go." ”

The two of them gave up, glanced at Ling'er, and left the prince's mansion with Luo Qingluan.

Going out through the corner door on the side, the small sedan chair has already been parked at the door, and it seems that it is ready. Walking quickly along the way, Luo Qingluan waited quietly, thinking about what this Sun Guifei wanted.

The way to enter the palace is already extremely familiar, but from the imperial garden here to another road, on both sides of the purple and red, flowers are splendid, exquisite no worse than Fengqi Palace. The sedan chair kept going all the way, and the unknown palace maid and grandmother followed the sedan chair in a hurry, and their eyes were still looking around for fear of being seen, Luo Qingluan saw it from the window, and felt more and more that there was a problem.

"It's here, stop the car." Immediately, the sedan chair fell to the ground, and the sedan door was opened.

When Luo Qingluan came out to take a look, there was already a temple in front of him. Looking in from the door, the courtyard is wide and flat, cleaned and clean, surrounded by precious flowers and plants, a few little eunuchs are busy, and there is another sedan chair parked next to it.

"Let's go, we've been waiting for a long time." The palace maid reminded loudly, very impatient.

Glancing at the palace gate, Luo Qingluan stepped in, and glanced at the parked sedan chair again.

This is Sun Guifei's place, and who is the owner of this sedan chair?

Since Sun Guifei wants to see her, why are there any visitors? What's wrong with that?

Without waiting for Luo Qingluan to think for long, the palace maid took her to the door, and before she stepped in, Luo Qingluan heard a burst of women's laughter from inside, which seemed to be very lively.

The palace maid went in first to report, and then came out to let Luo Qingluan in, she had already been mentally prepared, her expression was light, she lifted her skirt slightly, and entered.

The dazzling hall is decorated with magnificence, the precious jade screen ornaments are carved with exquisite landscape patterns, the gilded crane palace lamps are lifelike, and even the hanging palace veil is an expensive brocade shark yarn, which shows the degree of favor of this Sun Guifei, and she is definitely not lost to Queen Wei.

On the main seat in the middle, a beautiful woman with outstanding demeanor was sitting on her side, with a dignified and charming demeanor, looking only twenty-seven or eighteen, but Luo Qingluan guessed at a glance that this was Sun Guifei who invited her.

Empress Wei is already over forty years old, is Concubine Sun only in her twenties?

No wonder you're favored!

Luo Qingluan, who didn't know Sun Guifei's identity at all, couldn't remember that Sun Guifei was the biological mother of the second prince Lin Xiaochen, just by looking at her appearance, where could she guess her age?

There is also a young woman next to Sun Guifei, who is only fifteen or sixteen, young and beautiful with a sense of nobility, with red hairpins and red lips. It's just that there is a little arrogance in a pair of beautiful eyes, even if it is facing Sun Guifei, the corners of her lips are hooked, and her eyes are a little raised.

"Guifei Niangniang, Miss Lin brought it." The palace maid said respectfully, and then retreated carefully.

Just felt that a gaze swept over, and Luo Qingluan heard a charming female voice: "You are Lin Qinglan?" ”

With her eyes drooping slightly, Luo Qingluan responded lightly: "Yes, the folk girl is Lin Qinglan, and she has seen the concubine." ”

Suddenly, another voice sounded next to him: "I thought it was such a flowery appearance, but it didn't turn out to be good!" "Incomparably arrogant and contemptuous, although it is a sweet female voice, there is a Ling Ran state, deep in the bone marrow.

As soon as Luo Qingluan saw the face of the girl next to him, the latter's face sank: "No rules!" ”

Sun Guifei smiled: "Xin'er, why do you have to be like her?" It's just a small jasper, just a little bit of beauty, you are a dignified daughter, isn't it self-defeating to compare with her? ”

It turned out to be the daughter of the left minister?

Luo Qingluan suddenly understood, no wonder she was so arrogant that she didn't even like to look at her. Holding the criterion that if you say too much, she didn't bother to say much, she just stood quietly in the hall, even if Sun Guifei didn't give her a seat at all, she was neither humble nor arrogant, and her expression was indifferent.

After Sun Guifei finished comforting the young lady named Xin'er, her eyes finally fell on Luo Qingluan again. After a long cup of tea, she didn't take Luo Qingluan in her eyes at all, as if she had invited her into the palace just to let her stand.

Luo Qingluan was very calm and didn't say a word.

As time passed, Sun Guifei became more and more surprised.

It turns out that the woman the prince likes is like this, no wonder although I heard that the identity is not good, but this arrogance is a little bit. Maybe the prince is used to flattering the daughter of the pretending county lord, so he is so interested in a beautiful and unrefined woman like Lin Qinglan!

But it's just a new word!

Thinking of this, Sun Guifei didn't want to delay any longer, and said, "The palace invited Miss Lin to come today, because there are some things I want to discuss with Miss Lin. That's right, sit down. As if he hadn't remembered it until now, a palace maid finally brought a brocade stool, and Luo Qingluan was not polite, and sat down after indifferently thanking him.

Luo Qingluan raised his eyes and glanced at Sun Guifei and said, "Concubine Niangniang, please speak." ”

You're welcome!

Sun Guifei exchanged glances with Tang Xin'er, and then said: "The queen mother also invited Miss Lin to talk before, thinking about the meaning of the queen mother, Miss Lin should already understand." The palace also has a sentence that wants to warn Miss Lin, be content, don't look at the masters, according to Miss Lin's identity, it is impossible to marry His Royal Highness the Prince. ”

"The queen's favorite candidate is this Miss Tang, the daughter of the left minister!"

After speaking, the girl next to her smiled slightly, looking at Luo Qingluan's eyes full of disdain and contempt.