After returning home, Lan Zijin did not give up on herself like ordinary women, and she began to return to her old life.

The weather is getting colder little by little, Lan Zijin scalds a pot of wine every night, eats and drinks by herself, she will not go to see Nangong Yu again, and she will not say that again, life is just like this, there is nothing to lose if you want nothing.

The morning sun is bright and dazzling, today is the day when Nangong Yu marries the side concubine, and it is also her Lan Zijin's birthday. After tonight, she will be sixteen years old.

The sound of silk and bamboo and firecrackers rang for a day, and this wedding was even more grand than when she married the concubine. Finally, late at night, the Prince's Mansion returned to tranquility. Lan Zijin's expression was a little confused, and he went out in a trance.

Beiming Yiyi married and did not assign another garden, but lived in the main garden of Nangong Yu. Lan Zijin walked and walked to the vicinity of the main garden. The lights in Nangong Yu's house went out, and Lan Zijin stood in the distance for a while before leaving. This is the wedding night. It's not like your wedding night, it's like a farce, maybe this marriage is just a farce.

Today, the house was very busy, so busy that no one sent dinner, so she had to go to the dining room to get a pot of wine, took a plate of side dishes that were already colder, returned to her room, raised her wine glass to the starry sky, and said, "Lan Zijin, I wish you a happy birthday." ”

Drinking alcohol helps to sleep, and on Lan Zijin's birthday night, he slept quite peacefully.

In the following days, Nangong Yu and Beiming were together every night, like a real husband and wife.

Time will not be without waves, on this day, Beiming Yiyi came to Lan Zijin's villa.

"Sister Blue, don't come unharmed." Beiming Yiyi is gorgeously dressed, luxurious, glamorous, and has a cold temperament, and she is always surrounded by a group of people behind her, and she is also at this time. Lan Zijin is not very used to being served by others, so he almost always takes care of himself.

"I didn't know that the princess was coming, and I was far away. But the garden is shabby, I'm afraid I'll snub the princess, and the princess might as well say something if she has something to say. Lan Zijin cut to the chase, she didn't want to talk to Bei Ming Yiyi about the desirability of serving the prince together, of course, she had never served.

"Sister Lan, won't you invite me in for a cup of tea?" Bei Ming Yiyi was not polite, "Of course, princess, please come in." Lan Zijin invited Beiming to sit down in the house, the weather was cold, and there was already a light snow.

"Sister Lan has been coming to Nangong for several months, and we haven't met and spoken yet, and today my sister remembered that the day I married the prince happened to be my sister's birthday, so I brought some gifts for my sister." Bei Ming waved his hand at the maidservant girl as he spoke, and several handmaidens walked in, holding several gold jewelry in their hands.

"Thank you, princess, I haven't had time to congratulate the princess on her new marriage, my sister has nothing else, a few pots of cold and mellow brought from my hometown are dedicated to the princess, and please don't dislike the princess." After finishing speaking, Lan Zijin took out a pot of wine from the cabinet and put it in front of Beiming Yiyi.

"How can you dislike it, Nangong's wine is really a little unaccustomed to drinking, my sister's cold and mellow, my sister accepts it. Then my sister won't bother my sister, and I'll leave first. Several maidservants put down the gold jewelry and left with Beiming.

In the evening, news came from Zhengyuan, saying that Nangong Yu invited Lan Zijin to go to Zhengyuan and asked him about important matters.

Lan Zijin didn't want to meet the two of them, but he thought that more things were better than less, so he went to Zhengyuan alone.

In the main garden, Nangong Yu was sitting in danger, and Bei Mingyi beside him was a little pale. Lan Zijin knew that he might be unlucky.

"Crown Princess, are you guilty?" Nangong Yu asked coldly. Lan Zijin was puzzled and said, "What is the crime of the concubine?" ”

Nangong Yu said slightly angrily: "At dinner today, Yiyi felt unwell after drinking the wine you gave her, didn't you do it?" Lan Zijin sneered, she knew that life would not be so peaceful, and she didn't want to defend herself, so she slowly knelt on the ground and said, "Oh, I did it, I don't know how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will punish the concubine?" ”

Bei Ming Yiyi and Nangong Yu obviously didn't expect Lan Zijin to answer like this.

"Now that you've confessed, let's go and spend a few days in the dungeon and think about it." Nangong said. He was a little angry, why didn't this woman distinguish for herself, was she so convinced that Hongu would not believe her words? Beiming on the side secretly rejoiced, thinking to herself, this Lan Zijin is still an acquaintance, which saves her a lot of trouble, she just wants Lan Zijin to know that she is the real master, whether it is in Beiming or Nangong.

Hearing Nangong Yu's words, Lan Zijin knelt on the ground, looked up at Nangong Yu's eyes, sneered, and said: "The concubine has committed such a crime, she shouldn't just go to the dungeon to think about it, it's better for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to take a break from me, and let the princess be your concubine." Lan Zijin thinks this is a good ending, doesn't he? Why be caught between the two of them? This concubine, she is not uncommon.

Hearing Lan Zijin say this, Bei Ming Yiyi turned his head and pleaded with Nangong Yu: "Sister Lan didn't mean to do it, so the dungeon will be spared." She knew that Nangong Yu would not really take a break from Lan Zijin, because Lan Zijin's existence and status were still very useful.

Nangong Yu held back his anger, stood up, and said, "Go to the dungeon, this palace sees that the crown princess is a little delirious." ”

So Lan Zijin was taken by Mu Cheng to the cold dungeon of the Prince's Mansion. Looking blankly at the wall of the dungeon through the pitch-black iron bar, Lan Zijin thought to himself, what is the difference between inside this dungeon and outside the dungeon? It's just three meals a day, so it's just a hard work.

I don't know how much time has passed in this dim dungeon, Lan Zijin's even figure is getting thinner and thinner, she is thinking, if she dies in this dungeon, how will Nangong Congress explain the cause of her death to her mother country? Accidentally? Or is it due to illness? Thinking about it, time passed bit by bit, and she didn't know if it was day or night, although she didn't open her eyes, she knew that someone was coming.

The person who came was Bei Ming Yiyi, who sent away the dog's legs around him, personally carried a food box, and came to Lan Zijin. She elegantly opened the food box, put a few side dishes and a pot of wine in front of the iron bar, and said, "Eat, it's not poisonous." "What about being toxic? Lan Zijin was not polite, poured wine by himself, and drank it.

Beiming Yiyi looked at Lan Zijin's miserable appearance, and she didn't know if it was her conscience or what, she planned to tell Lan Zijin the truth. So she sat down at the table in front of the prison door and said slowly, "Do you know why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Nangong married you as a concubine?" Lan Zijin was slightly stunned after hearing this, then continued to drink, and then picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.