After the door closed, it was opened again, and Wanqing yelled.

"Get out!"

"Little ...... Sister? Mo'er's face was pale, so frightened that she stood still and didn't dare to move.

Wanqing was relieved when she heard Mo'er's voice, "Come in, I thought it was ...... again" Thinking of the scene just now, her face couldn't help but turn red.

"Miss, are you alright? Why is your face so red? Is it sick? Do you need Mo'er to ask for a doctor? Mo'er looked at Wanqing with concern.

Wanqing was a little embarrassed, and casually arranged her messy hair, "No... No need, I'm fine, maybe it's too hot. ”

"By the way, what did you just say, and what is it, the slave didn't hear clearly."

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm too involved in thinking about things."

Wanqing felt that she had to think of a way, she couldn't be taken advantage of by that beast.

Feng Mochen, who was sitting in the carriage, came out of Fengqi Tower, and he kept thinking about the moment when Wanqing's face was blushing just now, which was very moving.

Feng Mochen didn't know what he was worried about, since the last time he saw Xuanyuan Ye in Fengqi Tower, he had been restless in the mansion, and he had to come to Fengqi Tower every day, and he was relieved to see Wanqing.

Feng Mochen looked down at his hand, when he just pulled up Wanqing's hand, it felt so cold and soft, Feng Mochen was annoyed, how could he suddenly lose control of his body, in the face of so many beautiful concubines, he had never lost control like this. is only a few sides to Wanqing, and it is difficult to control herself in the face of her. ”

If it weren't for the last reason that supported him just now, I'm afraid he would have ...... her by now Feng Mochen shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, he wanted to keep himself calm and sober.

The carriage soon arrived in the Qi Palace, and Feng Mochen strode into the palace.

In the past, the inner courtyard of the peaceful Qi Mansion was boiling, and the concubines sat around and discussed the upcoming Princess Qi.

Yuan Ying took the mirror and looked at it in front of her, seemed to be very satisfied with her own face, smiled at her in the mirror, and then changed her face to a disdainful look, "Can a Qinglou woman make the sisters nervous like this?" I think our sisters have been with the prince for so many years, what haven't we encountered? Now it's just that her status is higher, but which of our sisters is not better than her? After speaking, he glanced at the others,

Hearing this, the concubines looked at Yuan Ying one after another.

Yuan Ying saw that she had achieved the effect she wanted, so she put down the mirror, cut her hair, and continued, "How can a woman in a green house take the position of the princess, and how can the prince give her a good look?" I'm afraid that if you marry back, you will be thrown into the cold palace! Isn't it time for you and us sisters to take care of it at will? ”

Hearing Yuan Ying's words, the other concubines also had a look of relief on their faces.

"Sister Yuanying has been in the house for so long, you are deeply loved by the prince, and a Qinglou woman is naturally incomparable." Aunt Peiru echoed,

The other concubines chimed in, and only one of them kept smiling from beginning to end, disagreeing or opposing Yuan Ying's words. She is Baguio, and the backyard affairs of the Qi Palace's mansion have been handled by her for several years.

"Sister Baguio, you have to say something, you are the backbone of our sisters, and you can't back down at this time."

Yuan Ying has long been unaccustomed to Baguio, and secretly wondered why she was in charge of the palace, not sticking to the prince all day long, seducing the prince like a fox, what something, and secretly spat in her heart.

"The affairs in the palace are up to the prince, so why should we bother thinking about these things in vain." Baguio still had a non-caring expression.

But in fact, she hates more than Yuan Ying in her heart, she can obviously sit in the position of the princess, after so many years of hard work, she can get it immediately, but a princess appears in the sky, interrupting everything, she hates more than anyone else!

"Sister, you can't say that, how can this Qinglou woman be a princess? I'm afraid that my sister's right to be in charge of the palace will be deprived at that time? Qiu Yu knew that this was her pain, and seeing that Baguio's face was not good-looking, Qiu Yu was relieved in her heart.

"Whoever is in charge of the palace is the same, who is in charge of the palace is the prince's decision, not that you and I can speculate in vain." Although Baguio's face was ugly, he did not show anger or chagrin.

"My sister is so generous, my sister won't say anything, if she talks too much, it seems that her sister is narrow-minded." Qiu Yu picked up the mirror, and after speaking, he got up and left, leaving a room of people to continue discussing.

The wedding day soon arrived, and the city of Kyoto was filled with festivities as the two families lined up in a procession to greet their relatives passing through the streets.

The wedding procession of the Qi Wangfu went from east to west, Feng Mochen was dressed in a big red wedding dress, his slender body was straight and straight, and the whole person was heroic and sassy, revealing the innate imperial spirit, which made people feel unattainable and low to dust.

Xuanyuan Ye is from west to east, he takes off his military uniform, and he wears a scarlet wedding dress to set off a perfect figure, clean and clear, but without losing the majesty of the general, wearing a silver crown, and his long hair is lazy and scattered behind his shoulders.

The two passed by, like strangers, and they didn't even look at each other.