Out of the Xianggu Pavilion.

Qin Huan walked on the street expressionlessly, with a hint of anger in his eyes, very unhappy.

Jin Fei followed, glancing helplessly at the carriage.

The prince wanted to walk, so he could only follow him.

Looking at this momentum, he must have been angry with King Han again.

Walking and walking, the two walked out of the bustling area and came to a green building.

Qin Huan glanced up at the plaque.

Yanchun Pavilion?

He had heard of this green building, and the girls in it were unsatisfactory in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they were far less famous than the girls in the Flower Garden.

The old bustard's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Qin Huan in a gorgeous costume, he immediately greeted him.

"This handsome son, come to Yanchun Pavilion to rest for a while? Our girls are a little worse at playing and singing, but they are all delicate and lovely~"

Qin Huan raised his eyelids, but he didn't expect that the old bustard was also self-aware.

But how delicate can such a green building be?

He walked in with a gloomy face.

The old bustard's smile is almost to the root of his ears, and he looks like a gold owner!

"What type does Childe like? We have a gentle, amorous, quiet and restrained here—"

The old bustard shook his fat body slightly.

"And the plump and mellow and the hired Ting, what kind of girl does the son like?"

Qin Huan glanced at the singers in the lobby, and there were indeed different styles, green, fat, red and thin.

"Then one for each type."

The old bustard smiled, and immediately shouted: "Green Ying, Red Orchid, Hui'er, Yi'er, Laneige!" Come and show Childe! ”

After a while, a group of graceful women moved lightly, holding different musical instruments and standing in front of Qin Huan.

Qin Huan's eyelids rolled, and there was no fluctuation.

Sure enough, there was no hope, and there was no disappointment.

"The girl named Yi'er, which one is Yi?"

The woman holding the pipa moved a step forward slightly, leaned over and replied: "Slave Lu Yi'er, Yang Liu Yiyi's Yiyi." ”

Qin Huan looked at her expressionlessly, her waist was very thin, her figure was too thin, but her skin was like jade bones and ice muscles, and her round face had a faint smile.

It's quite pleasing to the eye.

"It's you."

The old bustard immediately answered: "Yi'er, I greet this son!" ”

Lu Yier took Qin Huan to the wing room on the third floor.

Different from the semi-open wing room on the second floor, the room here is more spacious, and the four treasures of the study room in the house are all available.

"What do you call Childe?"

Lu Yier picked up the teapot and calmly made a cup of tea.

The flow of tea was smooth and smooth, which surprised Qin Huan.

This action is more delicate than that of the girl in the flower garden.

"Just call me the sixth son."

"Yes, Sixth Son."

Lu Yier handed over the teacup.

Qin Huan took the teacup, and the fragrance of tea in the clouds and mist spread, but as soon as he smelled it, he knew that this tea was not of the highest quality.

"Sixth son, Yi'er will play you a tune?"

Lu Yier looked at him expectantly.

Qin Huan nodded nonchalantly.

"It's not about love, it seems to be mistaken by the front edge~"

Lu Yier's voice is average, but the pipa does play well.

A good sentence is not love wind and dust!

Qin Huan tasted hot tea, and after a while, another girl brought a few refreshments.

Time passed quietly.

After spending such a peaceful afternoon, Qin Huan actually felt a little satisfied.

He couldn't help but look at Lu Yi'er carefully.

The facial features are not exquisite, but the eyes are soft and warm, revealing kindness and gentleness.

He also speaks softly.

Qin Huan made a stop to her.

"Fang Ling? Where? ”

Lu Yi'er's heart tightened, could it be that this son has taken a fancy to herself?

She was inexplicably nervous, she had never seen the son in front of her, but she was noble at first glance when she was dressed like this.

Besides, he was born very handsome, and he was a person who didn't dare to be delusional at all.

"The slave family is eighteen this year, and the people of Pingshan Village around the capital."

After speaking, Lu Yi'er hugged the pipa tightly, bit her lip and whispered: "The slave family has not yet performed the ceremony of combing......

Qin Huan chuckled, and the idea of redeeming her life really sprouted in his heart.

He pinched his fingers and counted, Lin Xuan'er was almost six months pregnant, so he would take her home in a few days.

"This king can redeem you as a concubine, but you need to serve this king's side concubine in the future, are you willing?"

Rajah?

Being a concubine?

Lu Yi'er looked at him in shock, although she didn't know what she would face, she resolutely believed that the man in front of her was his fate.

"The slave is willing!"

Qin Huan got up and stretched out his hand to her.

Lu Yi'er grabbed him intently.

Happiness came so fast that she couldn't believe it was all true.

The eyes of the two girls who were doing chores on the side widened with envy.

Qin Huan pulled Lu Yi'er and walked to the bustard on the first floor.

"How many taels of silver to redeem her?"

The old bustard looked at Qin Huan in a daze, Lu Yi'er is not the top card in the building, and it is not worth much silver taels.

In addition to playing the pipa, he doesn't know anything about poetry and painting.

Up to one thousand taels.

When the words came to his mouth, the old bustard swallowed again.

The jade pendant on the man's waist in front of him is afraid of tens of thousands of taels.

Then double it.

"Yi'er plays the pipa the best in our building. If Childe wants to redeem himself, he has to get two thousand taels no matter how he says it. ”

"Five thousand taels is. Fly in a flash, silver ticket. ”

The old bustard froze in place, staring at Qin Huan without blinking.

Who is this son?

Such a generous shot.

"Thank you, Childe."

Jin Fei took out a silver ticket worth five thousand taels from his purse and handed it over.

He was a little puzzled, this woman named Lu Yier did not have the appearance of a fallen city, to be honest, she could only be described as mediocre.

Is the prince lowering his aesthetics?

The old bustard hurriedly glanced at the miscellaneous girl on the side.

"Hurry up and change Yi'er's clothes!"

Lu Yi'er looked shy, she didn't expect that this prince was willing to pay five thousand taels to redeem herself.

She is willing to be a cow or a horse!

"No need. There is nothing lacking in the house. ”

Qin Huan looked down at Lu Yi'er again.

"But what do you have to take with you?"

Lu Yi'er still has a peach blossom face, her lips are lightly opened, and she looks immersed in a dream.

The bustard hurriedly pushed her.

"Yi'er, Childe asked you."

"Slave family, slave family......"

Lu Yi'er lowered her head, to put it mildly, she didn't have a small treasury, and all the jewelry that could be sold was used to replace the pipa in her hand.

"That's all there is to it...... Lord, can the slave family take this pipa with him? This is the ...... that the slave family bought with all their savings"

"You take it. There are a few five-stringed lutes in the house, and you can also try them. ”

Lu Yier nodded vigorously, the only thing she can do is the pipa, she must practice the five-string pipa well!

Qin Huan pulled Lu Yi'er and walked out.

"Thank you, boy. Childe is going to come often! ”

The old bustard habitually shook the handkerchief in his hand, and suddenly remembered that Lu Yier called him the prince just now.

His own Qinglou turned out to be a prince!

She hurriedly rushed out to take another look at Qin Huan's back, but the two of them had already gotten into the carriage.

Which prince is it?

Qin Huan took Lu Yi'er back to the house, and as soon as he got out of the carriage, he saw that Steward Zheng was already standing at the gate.

"Lord Wang, my uncle is here."

Qin Huan's eyes lit up, isn't there something good?

"Where's my uncle?"

"In the banquet hall, the old slave served some wine and snacks."

Lu Yier looked at the plaque in a daze, it turned out that the man in front of her turned out to be Lord Huan!

She is good at observing words and feelings, Qin Huan didn't say anything along the way, so she didn't ask anything, just held the pipa tightly with both hands.

Today, those who can call themselves kings are King Han, King Huan and King Yi.

Looking at the age, she guessed that it was King Han or King Huan.

But King Han has a thin and cool temperament, could it be King Huan?

But the man in front of him is extremely handsome, and it seems that the only one who can have such a look is King Han......

"Steward Zheng, take this Miss Lu to the west wing room and clean up the house with a yard."

Steward Zheng glanced at Lu Yi'er, the smell of incense powder on her body smelled like a fireworks woman.

Since the prince said that the West Wing is going to be accepted as a concubine, it seems that nine times out of ten he is going to accept him as a concubine.

But this appearance is too ordinary, and it may not be comparable to the maid in the house.

"Miss Lu, please come with the old slave."

Qin Huan didn't have time to take care of it, and had already hurried towards the banquet hall.

"Uncle!"

Cao Changqing's eyes were slightly drunk, and he looked at Qin Huan happily.

"Huan'er, come here, my uncle has a gift for you today."

As he spoke, he pulled out a booklet from his bosom.

Qin Huan took the booklet suspiciously, this kind of green binding should be something in the palace.

Flip through the booklet, and the time and name are written in it.

"Chen Liangdi, nine years of Zhaoming, three months pregnant. Shangguan Beauty, Zhaoming for nine years, two months pregnant. Noble man, ten years of Zhaoming, seven months pregnant-"

Qin Huan put down the booklet and vaguely sensed the meaning of this booklet.

"Uncle?"

"Huan'er, thanks to your mother, this is the big baby I found in the palace by chance!"

Qin Huan was sitting precariously and couldn't wait to listen to what his uncle had to say.

Cao Changqing looked at him proudly, and said with a mouthful of wine: "Come, have a drink!" ”

Qin Huan didn't pick up the wine glass, and tugged at his sleeve with glowing eyes.

"Uncle, come on!"

"Do you know Gao Feng, the chief eunuch in the palace?"

"Yes. has been in charge of the life of his father, queen's palace concubines. ”

"In that position, the women in the harem naturally want to slap him."

Qin Huan nodded, and the rules were all in Gao Feng's charge.

"What about these?"

"The dragon heir that the queen has killed over the years."

“……”

Qin Huan glanced at the booklet again, is it really fake?

"Uncle, this is a great sin of the Nine Clans!"

Cao Changqing drank another glass of wine, and suddenly became a little sad.

He had already pondered this booklet, and recalled that when he was still serving the imperial history, he had heard some rumors.

Concubine Zhen is the most capable person to ascend to the throne of the queen.

Not for anything else, just because she is not an ordinary woman.

Even her own sister's child can be poisoned, and she is indeed not an ordinary woman.

Cao Changqing admires Zhen Qiang's sister Zhen Jingzhi very much.

The temperament is as beautiful as an orchid, and the talent is more than immortal.

It's a pity that not long after she was pregnant with the dragon child, she suddenly lost her child in a miscarriage, and died on the spot due to excessive blood loss.

"Uncle?"

Cao Changqing poured another glass of wine and drank it all.

"I've got this booklet in you. I am a foreign minister, and it is inconvenient for your mother to deal with it. ”

Qin Huan nodded, this seemed to be a great opportunity for him to make meritorious contributions.

Hanwang's Mansion.

Qin Shuihan sat in front of the window in a daze, picked up the casing in front of him and looked at it again.

The toxin wrapped in it is called oleander, which is a poison specially prepared for Biyue.

Shen Chen used three pairs of emetics and finally rescued Biyue.

Qin Shuihan closed his eyes, and the happy time with Lin Yi appeared in his mind again.

How happy it used to be, how miserable it is now.

He jerked to his feet, and the chair beneath him fell to the ground.

Qin Shuihan, who had never been able to vent with items, couldn't help but kick the chair away.

Hearing the sound of wood breaking, Xuan Feng, who was guarding the door, immediately broke in.

"Master!"

There was a broken chair spread out on the floor.

The master will even take a chair to vent!

Xuan Feng's heart tightened, is it better to take advantage of the master's madness to inform King Yi?

"It's time to change this circle chair, and let people speed up the Zen chair tomorrow."

"Yes, master."

Xuan Feng twisted his eyebrows, the master wouldn't want to become a monk, right?

"It's getting late, so go and rest."

Qin Shuihan was just about to return to the bedroom when Zhong Wu rushed over with a lantern.

"Lord Wang, King Huan asks to see you."

Qin Shuihan's face was gloomy, why did Qin Huan come so late?

Facing the royal brother who also likes Yiyi, he doesn't know what to say.

Is it because they went to Junze Pavilion together?

Xuan Feng saw that Qin Shuihan was displeased, and replied for him: "The master is tired. ”

Zhong Wu hurriedly nodded and said, "That villain went to tell King Huan that the prince was asleep." ”

"No, take him to the antechamber."

Qin Shuihan strode towards the front hall.

Although he didn't like Qin Huan, he had saved Yiyi after all, thinking of this, Qin Shuihan regretted even more that he had not done it at the beginning.

The distance from the study to the antechamber is comparatively far.

Qin Shuihan stepped into the front hall, and Qin Huan was already sitting in the guest seat.

"Fifth brother, I'll give you a big gift."

Qin Huan got straight to the point, slightly raising the corners of his mouth, with absolute confidence.

Qin Shuihan condensed and sat straight to his place.

He stared at Qin Huan coldly, not interested in his gift.

Qin Huan twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, sweeping away his previous pride.

doesn't cooperate at all, the fifth brother is really indifferent!

Qin Shuihan forced him to continue with his eyes.

Qin Huan waited for him to ask with his eyes.

The servant who came to serve the tea put down the teacup and immediately retreated in fright.

After a while, Qin Huan sighed.

"I have a way to get my father to depose Empress Zhen. The third brother will be handed over to you to deal with, I hope the fifth brother will not let me down. ”

A light flashed in Qin Shui's cold, dead fish-like eyes.

Needless to say, he would also kill Qin Zhe.

But what do you mean by that, threatening yourself?

Qin Huan ignored his expression and continued: "I know that Yi'er's death has nothing to do with him, but I am not as powerful as the fifth brother, and there are not so many masters around me. At present, although the third brother has been demoted to a concubine, the guards are still as skilled as a forest. ”

"You want us to kill each other so that you can ascend to the throne of the crown prince?"

"Everyone knows that your father's favorite is you! In these days when the fifth brother is not in the court, every time the father of the dynasty is scattered, he does not forget to ask the seventh brother for your news. How can I win the position of the crown prince? ”

Qin Huan put away the smile on the corner of his mouth, in all fairness, he didn't have any selfish intentions in this matter, he just wanted to avenge Lin Yi.

He was willing to join forces with Qin Shuihan.

Qin Shuihan was noncommittal, there were many ways to kill Qin Zhe, and he was not in a hurry.

But at this moment, he became the calm and wise Han King of the past again.

Stealing the sky and changing the day, moving flowers and trees, and secretly crossing Chen Cang.

Qin Zhe will definitely die!

Qin Shuihan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"What gift does the sixth brother have?"

Qin Huan was dissatisfied with his answer, he came with sincerity, and he didn't want to hear this ambiguous answer.

"Fifth brother will know tomorrow."

"Then wait for tomorrow. Drop-off. ”