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Thinking of this, Yue Lingyu lowered her head, and the corners of her eyes were a little sour. There was a sudden change on the wedding night, and he really saved the face of Prince Donglai. However, Qin Lan didn't care about these at all, at this time, he was just worried about the safety of his new wife.

The body of this new crown princess is so cowardly! A few days have passed, but it is still not good, and the girls who have provoked them have a little complaint for the prince. On this day, the sun is just right, and the mood of the moon and the rain is also much better, thinking that he has not gone out in recent days, and he is bored in the palace, so he sent the maid and helped himself to go to the imperial garden to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

Before he had taken many steps, he saw a few maids sitting in the royal garden basking in the sun, and the whispers revealed their dissatisfaction with themselves. The maid Liu'er on her side heard it, and stepped forward to stop the few unobtrusive little servants, "Little cheap hooves, the princess and concubine are also you slaves and maids who can slander, see if I don't tear your mouths!" ”

Everyone was frightened when they heard this, and when they turned around and saw that it was the crown princess who was there, they were even more frightened, kneeling on the ground and begging for their lives, trembling and not daring to say a word. Yue Lingyu was calm, smiled slightly, didn't say much, walked leisurely, and appreciated the autumn chrysanthemum.

Stepping on the bluestone steps, thinking of the prince's care and care for him in recent days, Yue Lingyu's heart was filled with a little apology, and the words of those palace people were not unreasonable.

After all, he has been married to Donglai for more than half a month, and he has never had sex with the prince, and he is known by this dry maid.

Born in the Wang family, he naturally knows how important it is to reproduce heirs for the Wang family and inherit the unification. I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, the queen mother of Donglai and other women living in the deep palace will have to find themselves to reprimand a few times. Or, it may be possible to persuade the prince to take a concubine.

Thinking of this, Yue Lingyu couldn't help but turn her head and sigh softly, and her heart felt that Qin Lan, the prince of Donglai, had changed a lot. In fact, his brother Yue Lingyu's words are always right, Qin Lan is indeed a gentle person.

For many days after that, Qin Lan, the prince of Donglai, would come to the moon to listen to the rain room every day. The precious medicinal materials paid tribute from outside, and the rare melons and fruits found by the people, come every time. will definitely bring more or less, saying that the princess is weak and needs more supplements. Sometimes when he rises, he will give her some pearls and golden hairpins and the like, and talk to her softly for a long time every day. Asked carefully about marrying Donglai, but there was discomfort, and the maids around him were also useful, Yue Lingyu just smiled and answered, without much words.

Knowing that she was unwilling, Qin Lan never reluctantly. Come every evening, stay until late at night, and then leave. Although Yue Lingyu calmly replied every day, she couldn't help but ripple in her heart for such tender care.

It's been a long time. She thought that she should do something good for him, this kind of tenderness, no matter what the meaning, should be reciprocated. But, but. What will you do?

The autumn leaves are beautiful, the wind is gentle, and it is another autumn evening in the blink of an eye. When Prince Donglai, as usual, stepped into the palace of the crown princess again, the father-in-law who came shouted a few times, but Yue Lingyu unexpectedly did not come out to greet him.

Qin Lan raised his hand to signal, and his father-in-law said "promise" when he saw this, and stood behind the prince with his head down. Qin Lan walked slowly and entered the inner room, and the maids around him saw it and were about to bow their heads and bow, but he raised his hand to stop them.

The crown princess was dressed in white, her hair was scattered, and she sat next to the desk embroidering a small handkerchief. Sitting so demurely, twisting stitches from time to time, scratching his hairline, like a faint white lotus blooming in the night sky.

Qin Lan motioned for everyone to be silent, and then walked slowly, standing behind Yue Lingyu, watching her twist the silver needle, and embroider a cold plum with her heart on the top of the juanpa.

"Liu'er, you bring some more tricks, this palace thinks that this trick is not delicate enough." Yue Lingyu put the silver needle in her mouth, took the half-embroidered silk handkerchief to a distance and looked at it a few times, frowned dissatisfiedly, and when she turned around to send the maid, she found the prince standing behind her, and she was a little surprised, and the long needle on her finger suddenly lost control and pierced into the flesh and blood.

"Ugh." Yue Lingyu was in pain, and with a soft breath, the silk threads in her hands were suddenly scattered all over the ground.

"Be careful!" With a distressed exclamation, Qin Lan pulled her arm, took out the small silk she carried, and wiped away the bits of red that gushed out, such a serious and distressed look made Yue Lingyu's heart suddenly surge with a warm current, she lowered her eyelids, she didn't know what to say, and she didn't dare to withdraw her hand, so she had to be stunned there for a long time.

Qin Lan raised her head with some blame, "How could you be so careless?" Yue Lingyu saw that she had neglected the prince, and she was a little panicked, so she hurriedly got up and lifted her skirt, wanting to bow down.

"No, you don't." Qin Lan took a step forward, supported the woman who was bowing down, leaned over and picked up the fallen silk handkerchief, put it on the case, and smiled at her, "Don't be polite to Ling Yu, I just came here not long ago." ”

"The concubine doesn't know that the prince is in charge, and she has lost her welcome, really, it is really unorthodox......" Yue Lingyu owed, a little embarrassed, a little afraid, and in a blink of an eye, her face was already flushed.

"It doesn't matter." Qin Lan waved his hand, not caring at all. Raised his eyebrows and glanced at the Jinpa on the table, surprised by the fine pattern, and couldn't help but twist it in his hand and praised, "Ling Yu is such a skillful hand!" I've been embroidering in recent days, but I'm bored in the palace? If so, how about picking a good day and going out of the palace? ”

"Your Royal Highness, the concubine is not ......" Seeing that the prince would be mistaken, Yue Lingyu stomped her feet anxiously, wanting to explain in a hurry, but she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"If you go back to Your Highness, the crown princess has been dedicating herself to embroidering this brocade for you in the past few days!" The maid who called Liu'er was clever, hid her face and smiled lightly, revealing the embarrassing words of the crown princess.

"Liu'er!" Yue Lingyu heard her say this, a few red clouds on her face, and she stomped her feet a few times embarrassedly.

"Oh? For me? With a soft shout, Qin Lan's face was a little more happy, and she hugged the woman in front of her, and for the first time, despite her slight struggle, she leaned over and pecked a few times on her cherry-like red lips, "But it's raining." ”

Yue Lingyu hurriedly took a step back, her reddened face was a little more surprised, the woman lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes, her eyes dodged, and she didn't know what to say.

Qin Lan only found out at this time that the maids on her side were hiding their faces, all trembling and smiling.

"Haha......" Lang laughed. Qin Lan waved his hand to pull those palace people back, and then sat down on the chair and comforted the embarrassed woman in a soft voice.

Time is like water, quiet and quiet, quietly winding towards the distance, never stopped, just a blink of an eye, the maple red in the forest is blooming into snow, scattered autumn chrysanthemums withered, withered branches. Time is like sand. Trivial distractions, gently slid down the clenched fingertips, without mercy. Just turned his head, the singing and dancing of the past were leveled, and at this time the building was empty, leaving only the cuckoo who did not want to go away, crying blood.

Cold snow is sprinkled one after another. Quietly falling in every part of this deep palace, it melted gloomily and silently. But the nearest Donglai is not as quiet as the silent snowfall.

The ambition of the country on the west side of the lemon wolf burned the flames of war red. The plot has been planned for a long time, and the soldiers are strong, and when the invasion is strong, the momentum is like a bamboo. However, in just one month, it has captured many cities such as Liaoyin, Jinliang, and Xinwu on the border of Donglai. Donglai was defeated and retreated, many people were panicked, and the king of Donglai was furious when he heard this, in order to boost morale. I plan to drive the expedition in person, but I am old and frail. If you haven't traveled far, you're sick and bed. Qin Lan, the prince of Donglai, was filial and righteous, and voluntarily asked for his life and went on the expedition on behalf of his father.

Qin Lan, the prince of Donglai, walked to the palace of the crown princess and told Yue Lingyu the unspeakable news. At that time, she was still silent as always, twisting the silver needle, and embroidering the branches and plums on the silk handkerchief. When she heard this, she didn't have much surprise and reluctance, and still sat there peacefully, but her hand trembled, and her jade finger was punctured by a silver needle, dripping with blood. She flicked her sleeves indifferently, covered up the bloodstains, raised her eyes and smiled at Qin Lan, "The concubine wishes the prince a victory this time and an early victory." ”

Qin Lan smiled lightly, didn't say much, leaned over and gently carved a kiss on her forehead as always, and hurriedly said, "Wait for me." He turned and walked away.

Yue Lingyu lowered her eyebrows, and a tear fell in a trance, splashing on the blood stains just now, and she fainted for a while. The man's footsteps, a little heavy, crossed the red carpet and slowly disappeared into the bleak night.

The woman behind her raised her eyes and stared at the broad back for a long time, until the figure disappeared completely before she came back to her senses, the corners of her cherry blossom-like lips moved, but she hesitated, after all, she couldn't say anything, reluctantly, or to stay.

In the cold winter of the wax moon, the snow flies and the flowers have bloomed. This winter is unusually cold, with snow and pine tops, clear water and ice. Even the princess of Donglai, who was wearing cold clothes, felt a little chill.

She sat in front of the desk, saw her slightly thin eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, and smiled a few times. The maid behind her named Liu'er raised her hand to comb her jet-black hair, hid her face and praised, "The princess is really stunning." ”

The corners of Yue Lingyu's lips were slightly curved, she smiled a few times, twisted the pen in her hand, and was about to draw a bend of her eyebrows, but somehow, the prince's deep voice suddenly sounded in her ears, as if she said, "Lingyu!" With such an anxious panic, Yue Lingyu was shocked, and the exquisite jade pen fell to the ground suddenly.

Liu Er leaned over to pick it up and reminded, "The crown princess is careful, otherwise it's better to let Liu Er do it for you?" ”

Dai's eyebrows, which had not yet been painted, slowly condensed, "how to ......" her heart was about to jump out. How could the sudden sense of panic and oppression, so ominous, so uneasy, so disturbing? How so? She turned pale and asked herself over and over again.

"The ...... of this palace" Yue Lingyu's face turned pale, and she said to Liu Er, who was dressing up behind her, "You don't need to comb it, this palace is unwell today, and if you want to rest for a few days, you don't need to go to the imperial garden." ”

"The crown princess pays attention to her body, this is what the prince is most worried about." Liu Er frowned, a little distressed in her eyes.

Prince...... When Yue Lingyu heard the name of the prince, she lost her mind a little, and a trace of inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart, which meandered and flowed, and finally converged into a little sad. She turned her head and sighed, "Liu'er, don't say more, you go down first!" ”

"No." Glimpsing the princess's face a little dignified, Liu Er, a maid, naturally didn't dare to say anything, so she had to leave with her back, looking back, secretly looking at the princess, seeing her eyebrows and worried, she didn't feel a little sad, and her steps were a lot heavier.

Yue Lingyu only felt dizzy and weak, and suddenly took a step back and sat down in the chair. She pressed her chest and gasped for breath frequently, but she panicked for no reason.

There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck. This sentence could not be more accurate when used on Qin Lan and Yue Lingyu at this moment.

When it comes to the expedition, no one can predict the victory or defeat of the soldiers. Frontier war reports came frequently, only to hear that the Ningqi tiger and wolf drove straight in, passed the pass and cut the generals, and the Donglai Festival was defeated, and every step was terrifying.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince personally marched, although the morale was high, but the people of Qining were brave and good at fighting and had been premeditated for a long time, even though the Donglai soldiers resisted bravely, but they were unable to return to the sky after all. In the midst of the crisis, Qin Lan led his troops to retreat one after another, and was surrounded by the mountains on the outskirts of Jinliang, and his life hung by a thread. When the king of Donglai heard such news, his body, which was not very tough, suddenly fell ill, and he was bedridden again, and after several tosses, he actually revealed the situation of the next life.

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