"Courtier, Wen Ziqian, meet His Royal Highness the King of Jin!" Zi Qian, who was guarding outside the small hall, hurriedly greeted her and whispered softly, like a fly that had seen blood.

Lu Tang did not slant his eyes and looked at Xiao Yuanhui's introduction: "The third sister of the courtier, Zi Qian, Your Highness has never seen it." ”

Xiao Yuanhui raised his eyebrows and smiled, recovering his heroic posture, with a smile on his face: "The third lady looks good, and she is also a beautiful embryo. ”

He deliberately ordered Ziqian to raise his head, ask about his age and birthday with a smile, and ask about reading and other things.

The purple coriander knelt beside the door, carefully answering word by word, and the song of the warbler was like a flower.

Compared with the sisters, the purple coriander is not as gorgeous and gorgeous as the red medicine, and it is not as charming and charming as the green begonia, but it is better than the young and lively, coquettish and smart, and has a unique style.

"The courtiers admire His Royal Highness's literary brilliance, and hope to get His Highness's ink treasure, and have no regrets in this life."

When she spoke, she glanced up, and when she saw Xiao Yuanhui looking at her, she hurriedly lowered her head, blushing with shame.

"Okay, look at the pen and ink, I'll mention two lines of poetry to the third lady."

Xiao Yuanhui was very happy, took Zi Qian's shoulder, and turned back into the small hall.

Lu Tang's heart was filled with nausea.

Purple coriander is really a dogtail grass, and the ability to fall with the wind is exquisite.

Su Su beside him couldn't stand it, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "The third lady is so shameless!" ”

Lu Tang stopped her words and laughed softly: "It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, she will die by herself, lest I bear the name of killing my sister." ”

She bowed and took Su Su's hand and left, leaving Xiao Yuanhui and Ziqian in the small hall.

The gongs and drums on the stage are performing a drama of gods and demons, and for a while, the gods and ghosts are all exposed, and it is not very lively.

Wen Hongyao was full of pride, and when he saw Lutang returning to his seat, he deliberately smiled and asked: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin and his second sister, what did they say privately?" ”

Her delicate red lips were like red blood on her lips, Lu Tang lowered her head and moved her fingers, and replied with a soft smile: "Your Highness asked me if my hand still hurts." ”

Wen Hongyao smiled and said coldly: "You ominous daughter, the person who killed her parents, if it weren't for Chen Tianshi to open the Heavenly Eye, I don't know how many flesh and blood relatives would have been killed." Your fingers are bleeding, but it's just a little bit of a star, and the kindness of your parents is like the sea, and you should have cut your bones and flesh to pay it back! ”

As soon as this set of words came out, Mrs. Wenhou agreed very much, frowned in the upper seat, and sighed: "The bane of the rebellion in the family house should not be left, and it is not good for me to say much as an aunt." ”

They plan to kill people by means of false words, and get rid of the thorns in their eyes.

Lu Tang smiled indifferently: "My parents died early, leaving only me and Ziqian two daughters, and I am still the ominous daughter Lone Star." I don't dare to protect myself in the future, just let my aunt and eldest sister protect my third sister. ”

She deliberately mentioned the purple coriander, and led to the main building with her eyes.

The carved railing painted the vermilion screen, the sky above the main seat was empty, and the king of Jin did not return to his seat.

Wen Hongyao was slightly panicked and glanced at Miao Tong, who hurriedly ran downstairs.

Lu Tang picked up the teacup and blew it, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin said: He and his sister are a match made in heaven, and he and I have an old covenant of marriage, and I wanted to follow the story of Empress E's daughter, but I was afraid that the royal family would not allow it." ”

Wen Hongyao bit the corner of her lip slightly, and said coldly: "Sister loves you, and I also thought about serving one person." It's a pity that your destiny is ominous, don't think about it. “

Lu Tang hurriedly put down the teacup and said happily: "I am a lone star, where do I dare to think too much!" But the ancestors blessed, the big sister's mind still works. Ziqian is young and delicate, and she is quite popular with His Royal Highness, and she can accompany her sister in the future. ”

At this moment, the footsteps at the staircase were hurried, and Miao Tong walked upstairs quickly, whispering in Wen Hongyao's ear.

Wen Hongyao's face turned purple instantly, and he looked back at his mother.

Mrs. Wenhou frowned slightly and shook her head calmly.

Wen Hongyao's aggrieved eyes were full of tears, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

Lutang slowly picked up a piece of pastry, smiled at the stage, and watched the demon dance of the hidden stage.

At this moment, the doors and windows of the small hall downstairs were closed, but I saw the smoke of the golden furnace in front of the jade screen, the robes and thin shirts were scattered, and the bed was gently shaken and wheezed.

The purple coriander was stripped like an aar, and the golden hairpin had long and scattered hair, lying on the couch and being cowardly.

Xiao Yuanhui half-faded his robe, his forehead was bruised, his hands were like dragon claws, and his eyes were full of yin owls.

"Your Highness...... Lighter...... Courtiers...... Can't stand ......"

The soft words gradually dimmed, like a lamp and candle flickering out.

Xiao Yuanhui is still the same, his palm pinching her fragile neck, his nails embedded in the skin, white and greasy, and blood.

The sound of the soft couch shaking became more and more intense, Xiao Yuanmu gasped like a roar, and Zi Qian's voice became weaker and weaker.

After a long time, he got up panting and asked for someone to be served and changed.

The little servant in the Jin Wangfu served his master, but his eyes couldn't help but drift to the couch.

Miss Wen San was not at all, fainting on the soft couch, like a dead flower and a withered willow.

Xiao Yuanhui straightened his robe, walked out of the small hall with a spring breeze on his face, and still went upstairs to watch the play.

As soon as he went for an hour, he had already sung seven or eight plays on stage.

Prime Minister Yan also got the news, and the old fox was calm and calm, and he didn't even move his eyelids.

Wen Hou also knew about this from his subordinates, but he never took his nieces to heart. Today's alliance with Xiao Yuanhui has been decided, and the little girl Ziqian is just free to use it at will.

The shadow of the sun was slanting westward, Ziqian still didn't come back, and Wen Hongyao couldn't sit still at first.

The scene in the small hall was infinitely beautiful, with clothes scattered on the floor, broken ribbons, broken buttons, and embroidered shoes thrown under the bed.

On the messy soft couch, Ziqian lay down lightly, and her fair skin was full of bruises and purple marks and red and swollen blood marks, which was unbearable to look at.

Wen Hongyao's eyes were sharp, and he saw a small lump of red blood on the soft couch.

She blushed, her eyes rolled up and down, and she looked at the couch one hundred and eighty times, and snorted coldly in her throat.

Miao Tong followed behind, stepped forward with cold tea, and splashed it on his face.

Zi Qian woke up and recognized the red medicine with a blue face.

"Big Sister ......"

Syllable!

"Shameless little whore!" Wen Hongyao slapped his face, pointed at his nose and scolded.

Ziqian pulled the tattered clothes to cover it, holding her face and whimpering and crying, innocent and pitiful.

"It's all His Highness, he ......"

Wen Hongyao's eyes burst into flames, and his hands trembled: "Little slut, why didn't I kill you in the first place!" ”

"Your Highness wants to spoil me, I dare not disobey!"

Ziqian was so ashamed that her face was red and white, and she didn't care about being naked, so she rolled out of bed and hugged Wen Hongyao's legs.

"Kill this slut for me!" Wen Hongyao's eyes were cracked, and blood poured into his pupils.

"Miss! It's a small matter to kill her, I'm just afraid that King Jin and the eldest lady will have a disagreement! In the midst of all the chaos, Miao Tong eagerly dissuaded in his ear, "Your Highness is fortunate to her, and the Hou Ye also knows." ”

Ziqian was weak and boneless, knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "Big sister, Ziqian has no support, only the big sister can cling to." If the eldest sister allows me to enter the palace, I will definitely serve His Royal Highness and my sister as a slave and a maid. ”

There was a commotion in the small hall, and Lutang hid at the door and watched the play quietly.

"Second Miss, look." Su Su's hands were really fast, and he picked up a moon-white satin belly pocket on the ground.

The light blue satin bottom is embroidered with violet flowers, but the back is soaked in black ink, and two lines of poetry are written-

"Crying off the slanted shadow of the sun, the small waist of the willow."

Xiao Yuanhui is a master of calligraphy in this dynasty, and the calligraphy is expensive in Luoyang paper, and this font is his own handwriting. Lutang is smiling.

Mrs. Wenhou then came over, and with an expressionless face, she ordered the old lady to serve Ziqian and dress, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin and the Hou Ye have agreed to order Ziqian to be a concubine and enter the palace together. ”

"Niece Uncle Xie's uncle and aunt are complete, and Xie's eldest sister Yucheng is complete."

Ziqian put on her clothes, wiped away the tears on her face, and couldn't hide her pride.

Although she is a second-room concubine, as the concubine of her cousin, she must get the position of side concubine when she enters the palace.

Wen Hongyao is already a broken flower and a willow, but she is a complete body, and she will definitely be favored by King Jin in the future. If you can give birth to a son, it will not be difficult to depose the princess!

Over the years, she has been able to get back the humiliation she suffered on the two sisters-in-law of Hongyao and Lutang! She wants to fight for the dead little lady!

"Big sister, today's thing is not that Ziqian is shameless, but that His Highness is rising......" Ziqian knelt at the feet of the red medicine, and wanted to cry: "I only wish to serve His Highness with one heart in the future, Ziqian doesn't dare to think about it." ”

At this moment, seeing that the wood was already in the boat, there was no room for turn, and Wen Hongyao could only suppress his anger.

Zi Qian knew her secret and had to be temporarily enveloped for the future.

She plucked a golden phoenix spit jewel hairpin from her head and slowly inserted it into Zi Qian's unkempt bun, hating endlessly.

"Third sister, don't blame my sister for blaming. Your Highness is unruly, but you are the daughter of the boudoir, how can you do such a shitty thing? Since His Royal Highness likes it, there is nothing to say about being a sister, you and I are sisters. ”

Lu Tang watched from afar, and he could feel Wen Hongyao's hatred.

The father and uncle tried every means to mediate, and it was easy to agree on her marriage with King Jin, but on the day of the engagement, the fiancé and his cousin had an affair.

Xiao Yuanhui can still be ashamed, and openly asks to marry the concubine and concubine.

Such news will surely be known all over the city tomorrow.

The daughter of the Wen family, the daughter of the long room is a joke of being virtuous to the horizon, the daughter of the second room is the ominous lone star who killed her parents, and the daughter of the second room is a little prodigal hoof who is with her quasi-brother-in-law.

The majestic Beining Marquis Mansion is simply a wonder in the world.

Everyone had their own thoughts and went upstairs to watch the play again.

Lutang sat beside Hongyao, smiling and eating tea fruits.

"When the third sister gets married, my own sister has to prepare some gifts to accompany her."

Ziqian climbed the red medicine again, and snubbed Lutang again, "The second sister thinks I am a concubine, and I dare not use my father's and mother's property." Ziqian married into the palace as a side concubine, and she had her own royal share, and she didn't dare to work her second sister. ”

"Oh? Big sister allows you to be a side concubine? Or did Your Highness allow you? Lutang pretended to be curious and asked with a smile.

Prince Daliang is married, there is a main concubine, a side concubine, two concubines, and eight sons of a good family. Both the main concubine and the side concubine have titles, and they need to be married by the royal family.

Zi Qian's cheeks were crimson, and she said shyly: "Your Highness said that I am a noble concubine, and I can be a side concubine." ”

King Jin pushed her down on the soft couch, and did say this in a hurry.

The third sister was young and beautiful, and she expressed her admiration in front of His Royal Highness, and recommended herself to a pillow. No wonder His Highness dotes on his sister. Lutang sneered.

Looking at it now, all the Wen family are ominous daughters, and Xiao Yuanhui can't marry any of them!

She drank tea, and saw that Wen Hongyao was full of anger, and Wen Ziqian was like a chilling cicada, and she couldn't stop laughing.