Chapter 22 The Landlord

She sent a few more glasses of wine, and Li Changjin accepted them all.

Jiang Yi watched as Li Changjin's eyes changed from Qingyin to confused and hazy.

felt that the time was almost up, so he said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the slave family wants to inquire about something. ”

Li Changjin shook his head in a daze: "Just ask." ”

She patted her chest, "This palace must know everything, and there is no end to it." ”

Jiang Yi lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, do you know what happened to the cold palace?" ”

"Cold Palace?"

Li Changjin tilted her head, condensed her eyebrows, and made a thinking motion, a trace of sadness suddenly crossed her eyes, and it disappeared in a flash, even if it was clear and cold, it was extremely clear.

She said with a smile in her eyes: "Eight years ago, a fire turned into scorched earth. ”

Then he spread his hands, "It's burned." ”

Jiang Yi's eyes widened, and she hurriedly asked again, "Can you survive?" ”

Li Changjin glanced at her lazily and spat out four words, "There is no life left." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Yi's heart shrank suddenly, and the pain was terrible, and she suddenly burst into tears in her eyes, dizzy.

Li Changjin was distressed, and hurriedly wiped it for her, and said in a panic: "Don't cry, don't cry, beauty, this palace hasn't finished talking yet." ”

She didn't know why she panicked when she saw her crying.

Jiang Yi put away her tears and looked at Li Changjin expectantly.

Li Changjin sighed: "There are still two unlucky ghosts who have not died. ”

Dress's eyes lit up.

"Then they ...... now"

Li Changjin didn't seem to want to talk anymore, interrupted her words, narrowed his eyes, lifted her veil, looked at her a few times, and suddenly said, "Actually, you are the master behind this Wenxiang Building!" ”

Jiang Yi was secretly surprised in her heart, and hurriedly took a closer look at Li Changjin's eyes, and found that her eyes were still confused, very hazy, and she was relieved, thinking that she was sober!

It turned out to be drunken talk.

Jiang Yi did not deny it, and asked curiously: "How did Your Highness find out?" ”

Li Changjin shook his head and said, "The ice beauty and the others in Wen Xianglou acted on your face. ”

The clothes were clear, and secretly praised Li Changjin.

This woman is as careful as a hair, and she seems to be fighting with Sima Shangshu, but in fact, she is at ease and has been paying attention to the movements around her.

Even a look from her silent envoy noticed.

Jiang Yi admitted: "Yes, the slave family is the owner of this Wenxiang Building. ”

Li Changjin got the answer he wanted, and his gossip heart suddenly rose, and he couldn't wait to ask in his heart: "What happened twelve years ago?" ”

I heard that Wen Xianglou only improved twelve years ago.

Twelve years ago?

Hearing these words, Jiang Yi paused slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and a touch of hatred suddenly flashed in her eyes, which was replaced by a trace of tenderness.

"Does Her Royal Highness like to hear stories?" She asked softly with a smile.

Li Changjin was stunned for a moment, the beauty wants to tell a story?

Her eyes were filled with joy.

"Hmm." She said cheerfully, listening quietly like a baby.

The light in the clothes was empty, and he remembered for a while, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke.

"There were six princesses in the palace of the previous dynasty, three of whom married from other countries, two of whom were favored and stayed in Nanyang, and one was demoted to the palace.

But in fact, there are seven princesses in the palace, but the last one has not been regarded as a human being since he was a child.

The four princesses in the palace were born by a servant girl, who came from a humble and lowly background, and was born without a mother.

Although she has royal blood flowing in her body, the palace looks down on her from the eldest concubine to the smallest maidservant as soon as she is born, wantonly belittles her, and bullies her.

She crawled all the way through the hardships, poisoned but not poisoned, pushed down the river and drowned...... In this way, he stumbled and lived to be thirteen years old.

Thirteen years old...... What a wonderful age! ”

Jiang Yi sighed, but there were tears in her eyes, and the light flashed in the corners of her eyes.