Yu Fu has hidden her heart in the past two days, although she has tried her best to cover it up, but she still inevitably wrote something on her face, Yang Shao looked silent in her eyes, but changed her schedule, no matter how busy she was, as long as the time passed, she would inevitably come back to accompany her wife for dinner.

After eating and then busy, there were also guests in front of the palace, and there was an endless stream of carriages and horses.

Yang Shao set up a meeting office in the side hall, Yu Fu occasionally passed by in the aisle, and saw Yang Shao sitting in the main seat through the flower window, frowning and listening to the waves of officials who came to visit to report where and what was going on, and where to decide.

For two days in a row, it was almost midnight before the flow of people dispersed one after another.

Reminiscent of the sigh he said a few days ago that he couldn't help himself, Yu Fu experienced for the first time how tired he was from sitting.

Even so, no matter how late it is, when she comes back, she is still awake, or she has slept a little first, but this person will inevitably put down her body and put on another face, talk to her, and then coax her to warm up in every possible way.

Yang Shao is meticulous and spicy, and she is everywhere around, but in this matter, she is like a hairy boy who wants to get lost, unable to extricate himself, and tosses her with flowers every day.

Yunyu stopped at the beginning, he was not honest in his arms with her, she remembered Xiao Yuan's words, and it was inevitable that there were some little daughters' tangled feelings in her heart, so she asked him in a roundabout way: "I always don't know how to be satisfied, how did I live in the past?" ”

The questioner has a heart, the listener understands, Yang Shao estimated that this stupid girl was afraid that she didn't provoke the flying vinegar from somewhere, and couldn't help but secretly laugh that she didn't understand the first time she was like that, and replied in her ear half-truthfully: "God is pitiful, I think about you and live by myself." ”

Yufu asked again, "What if I have to leave you one day?" ”

This question made Yang Shao unable to answer, so he only detained her tighter, and only said after a while: "Then it won't go on." ”

Zhao Yunqing got a secret order three days ago, ordering him to secretly investigate who and what his wife saw that day.

There has always been no shortage of spies in the right guard of the mansion, and the maid in the mansion was secretly inserted in the Yanshan guard, but in three days, Xiao Rui's name was sealed in an envelope and presented.

Yang Shao saw it, sneered twice, and instantly guessed the reason why there was something in Yufu's words in the evening of seven or eight minutes.

On the fourth day, he went to the court as usual, but in the afternoon he waited alone for an hour in another house in the city. After a while, Xiao Hui was brought by two Yan Shanwei.

Xiao Huilian walked slowly into the front door, and saw Yang Shao sitting in the main hall, playing with the tea cup in his hand, his expression was obscure, Zhao Yunqing stood straight behind him, his face was expressionless, and his hand was clasped on the long knife at his waist.

She was not stupid, she naturally guessed what was going on with such a posture, smiled sadly, and after sorting out her appearance, she walked in and blessed Fu Rou and said: "The prince is finally willing to summon the concubine." It's been four years, and this is the second time that the prince has spoken to me alone. ”

Yang Shao didn't look at her, lowered his head and closed the lid of the teacup and asked slowly: "Say, what bastard words did you say to your wife that day?" ”

Xiao Yuan heard this sentence, which confirmed what she thought in her heart, and her smile couldn't help but turn desolate.

Sure enough, it was for her, and it was for her.

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't even bother to see her.

"Naturally, it's all true, what does the prince want to hear?" Xiao Yuan stood up by herself, fluttering like a light cloud, pacing slowly, three thousand ink hair draped behind her, unbelievably beautiful.

After four years of suffering from gains and losses, she waited for four years of obsession, and finally couldn't control herself to be a fanatic on that day, and now the results waiting for her are revealed, but she is suddenly not afraid of anything: "It's just to say some old things about me and the prince's sideburns." ”

"Bastard, how have I ever fought with you?" Yang Shao's face turned cold, and Xiao Rui couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like a god.

The red clothes embroidered with gold thread dragged the ground, and with each step, the silver bells tied around their waists jingled, emitting crisp music.

She was born with a good voice, and before she gave it to Yang Shao for King Ming, she also had a song of red silk that I don't know.

At this time, her voice was even more tactful and coquettish, but there was a lingering and sympathetic taste: "On June 24 in the summer of the previous year, in the back garden of Chang'an City, the prince also hugged me tenderly, slept peacefully in my arms, and refused to let go until I fell asleep..."

"Presumptuous!" The teacup in Yang Shao's hand fell violently to her feet, and the hot tea splashed out and sprinkled Xiao Rui's body.

"The prince is angry?" A trace of despair and desolation flashed across Xiao Yuan's bright face, but he just mentioned the old thing again, so that he would turn his face and rain down the wrath of thunder.

She has been infatuated with him for several years, obviously so much more than the daughter of the criminal minister of the Yong Dynasty.

Concubine Shun asked King Ming to send her here to insert eyeliner, but she never really inquired about the leakage of important news in the house. From the first time she saw him, she looked up to him like a god, carved that tall and handsome figure into the bottom of her heart, and determined to love him wholeheartedly.

She became his obsessive believer, but he became her grave.

She originally thought that Yang Shao would at least sell the face of King Ming and take her, the "orphan" of the fallen general, as a concubine.

But what?

Don't be invited, don't sleep, and don't even have a name.

She has become the most embarrassing existence in the regent's mansion, she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, no one cares about her, but no one cares about her, only Lan'er, the girl who has served her since she was a child, has always been with her.

Day after day, her splendid years were wasted by his side, but there was no response. She even began to wonder if she was not beautiful, or if Yang Wang didn't like women at all.

But Lan'er said, our girl is the top beauty, who doesn't pity her? The prince also likes women, and he has changed several places in the palace over the years, but in his bedroom, there is always a portrait of a woman.

For four years, she always secretly peeked at him from afar, creating opportunities to meet, and he replied with a few cold and detached politeness, which was enough for her to be happy for several days.

There was only one time, only that summer night, when the palace was still located in Chang'an City.

I don't know what day it was on June 24, Yang Shao rarely drank too much, and he was drunk wandering around the house alone at night. She hadn't expected to meet him, and was sitting in the gazebo singing in a low voice. She will always remember that at that time she sang a song "Golden Silk Clothes":

Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth.

The flowers can be folded straight, and the branches must be broken without flowers.

But he followed the sound, looked at her and burst into tears, threw the wine jug and rushed up, hugged her and buried his head in her neck and cried over and over again, don't go, don't leave me alone, so tender as water, bound.

She was overjoyed, thinking that so many prayers in front of the Buddha had finally been answered, and he finally liked her, so he leaned on his side and the deer collided.

Not long after, he even fell asleep in her arms, Zhao Yunqing stood outside the pavilion with a team of right guards, and she was intimate with him, and for the first time had the opportunity to take a closer look at his quiet sleeping face:

The waning moon glows dimly, but fortunately, there are thousands of stars as lamps to cast brightly.

His body was heavy, and through the thin silk clothes of summer, his strong heartbeat was within reach.

His eyelashes were long, and his jade-like face was just right, except for the sharp jaw, and his thin lips pursed with the occasional indistinguishable dream.

is obviously a killing god with countless lives in his hands, but when he is drunk, he is such a puppet Ruoruo Yushan is in decline. But Nuwa is so eccentric, in addition to Wen Taowu Luo, even his appearance makes him so good-looking.

At that time, she even thought that if she was lucky enough to give birth to a child for King Yang in the future, what a lovely child she would be.

But the moment he woke up, everything was shattered.

More than half an hour later, he probably withdrew some of his drinking, held his forehead with sleepy eyes, raised his head blankly and asked in a dumb voice: "Yufu?" ”

"Yufu? Lord, who is Yu Fu, and the concubine is Xiao Yuan......"

She was stunned, and he was stunned, frozen on the spot.

Then a slap came over, and she didn't know what was going on, but she felt that her face was burning like fire. She was violently pushed away by him, and she fell to the ground with Venus in her eyes, and her legs still had the stiffness left by his pillow.

"Get out—" He seemed to wake up suddenly, and returned to his usual indifferent and murderous expression, if not worse. It seems that the tenderness and sweetness just now are just her hallucination.

It turned out that he was just drunk and mistook her for his sweetheart.

It turned out that Lan'er said that the painting in the prince's bedroom, the girl in the painting was very similar to her, and it was also true.

It turned out that the girl's name was Yufu.

The past poured in for no reason, chewing and tasting the bitterness in my heart.

Love and hate were intertwined with jealousy, Xiao Yuan's face was smiling more and more charmingly, her blood was surging, and she said word by word:

"Xiao Hui didn't dare to deceive the prince, not only that, but the concubine also helped Yu Fu remember a little, she had a good life as a slave concubine in Anqing, for a hundred taels, Gu Yufu was sold to people on the street as a concubine, and the little prostitute of the Yong Dynasty who wore the guilt, it was already cheap for her to avoid death..."

"Shut up!" Yang Shao was furious, and the killing opportunity was complete, so he turned around and brushed the ground, pulled out the long knife on Zhao Yunqing's waist, and slashed straight at Xiao Rui. Zhao Yunqing hurriedly rushed forward, hugged Yang Shao's waist and hurriedly shouted: "Lord, no!" She has always been entrusted by King Ming..."

"So what?" An unquenchable anger burned red in Yang Shao's eyes, and his voice was terribly cold.

"King Ming's reward, the prince can't take it away if he wants to." Xiao Rui's face turned pale, she never thought that for the sake of a woman, Yang Shao, who has always been ruthless and unrighteous, actually wanted to kill her regardless of King Ming's face, "What is Gu Yufu's identity, it's just the daughter of a criminal minister, what is the identity of the prince, how noble, why is she..."

"She's my life, that's who she is." Yang Shao sneered.

The blades staggered, slashing across his face and cutting off one of Xiao Yuan's ears, leaving a hideous blood mark.

"I will give birth to her, and I will accompany her to die when she dies. I said that if there is a next time, you will regret it. If I don't kill you, I have my own way to make you more uncomfortable than dead. I, Yang Shao, never break my word. ”

Xiao Rui screamed and collapsed to the ground, covering her face, blood and tears dripping from between her fingers.

"The news that Yu Fu and I got married was also handed to Shen Yanzong by you, right?" With a clang, Yang Shao threw the bloody blade in his hand, "The Regent's Mansion can't accommodate a biting dog." ”

He shook his hand and walked to the threshold, Yang Shao paused, the voice was as cold as ice, and the wind in early spring also condensed the chill:

"The sinner girl Xiao Rui, who has committed the following crimes, has been taught repeatedly. The king read that it was a reward for the king of Ming, and he dropped lightly, with a hundred rods, and gave the jackdaws scattered, and expelled him from the outside of the house to prohibit the secluded dwelling, so as to set an example. Beat me for a while, don't let her go once......"