Luanfeng Palace, the bright golden red wax cage looks more and more delicate in a layer of gold foil lampshade, and in addition to the eyes full of rare treasures and the rows of palace maids and eunuchs who hang their heads upright, there is no trace of human breath, and the accumulation of this house full of treasures just sets off the emptiness of the entire Luanfeng Palace.

"Concubine De, today is your big day, how can you cry, if you are seen by the king, I am afraid that it will anger Long Yan!" Chunliu, the attendant of the palace, carefully served a cup of red dates and jasmine, and stood aside, looking at Lan Ying's silent sobbing, not knowing how to comfort her.

"Concubine De?" Lan Ying bit her bright red lip that had been coated with Danmi, and a teardrop rolled down: "Chunliu, don't make fun of me anymore!" I naturally know who I am! ”

Chunliu looked at the surroundings and saw that there was no one around, Fang lowered his voice and asked: "Niangniang is now the king's concubine, and her identity is noble, how can she be arrogant, isn't it because of the noon matter?" Everyone in the palace knows that the king has no intention of being male or female to the queen now, but he is just guilty, and now there is only you in the harem, so why worry about not being favored by the king! And in the future, you are Concubine De, the master of the harem, how can you call it 'I', you should call yourself 'this palace', the number of etiquette in the palace can not be forgotten, you are the master of the harem and you have to set an example! ”

Lan Ying sneered, and the rouge on her face became more and more light: "That's right, this is the path that Bengong chose by himself, and there is absolutely no reason to regret it, at least it is not better than suffering the pain of the cone again!" Hongu just wants to live in peace, that's all! ”

"Heartache?" Chunliu wondered: "When did Niangniang suffer the pain of the heart?" Lan Ying smiled faintly, and then fell silent, relieved in her heart, the pain in her heart no longer exists, just like Tang Jueyan, when he saw a person who was really like a stranger today, there was no slightest wave in his heart, since he was just trying to get a stable life, why should he care if Lou Huan was interested in himself.

When she saw Han Xiangxi today, she understood why Lou Huan chose herself at that time, only he regarded himself as Han Xiangxi's shadow, although she knew the reason, but Lan Ying was still faintly lost in her heart, she didn't understand what kind of feelings and expectations she had for Lou Huan, so she couldn't talk about it.

Chunliu knew that his master needed to be quiet, so he quietly took the door and guarded outside, the screen window was ajar, and the cool evening breeze seeped in, disturbing the restless heart of the candle under the lampshade.

Taking off a wedding dress, Lan Ying casually found a pink cloak to wrap her cold body, she was half-lying on the bed, but her eyes looked at the swaying candle in a daze, and then she was in a trance, as if she had returned to the night that overwhelmed her.

The difference is that the sky was dark and heavy that night, because Lan Ying didn't like the night pearl was too bright and dazzling, so she asked Chunliu to order a few more red wax, and she sat on the couch alone and stared at the candles in a daze.

At this moment, the drunken Lou Huan staggered to her residence, and the palace maids and eunuchs all tacitly closed the door and retreated.

There were only two people left in the cold and silent dormitory, and Lou Huan that night seemed to be a different person, and there was no more kingly spirit of the past, just sitting there stupidly, staring at Lan Ying with a panicked face and smiling stupidly, and his mouth was still 'Xi'er, Xi'er'.

The faint Lan Ying felt an inexplicable tremble, she poured a glass of water for Lou Huan but didn't want to be held tightly by Lou Huan, his face was just attached to him, constantly magnified, magnified until the fiery wine invaded her lips, she didn't notice this dangerous message, but it was too late, she was tightly locked by Lou Huan, and the slightly prickly stubble rubbed back and forth on her soft skin, until she touched a bright and dripping soft lips, Lou Huan had a trace of sobriety.

He never thought that there was another woman in this world besides Han Xiangxi who could arouse his desire, Lan Ying's overwhelm completely made him intoxicated, and the feelings that he had endured for many years were all poured on another woman by Lou Huan that night.

Yes, that night, Lou Huan took possession of Lan Ying with a little drunkenness, broke her virginity, and made her the woman of King Loulan.