The Chu Mansion was overjoyed, and after a day's flowing water banquet, many people in Kyoto recited the merits of Lord Chu and sent congratulatory gifts, especially to see this long-lost sister of Lord Chu.

It wasn't until midnight that they dispersed, and Jin Chu and Caiyi crowded into Chu Li's room, and after reading the emperor's reward, they pulled Chu Li to talk.

"Remember, I'm the folk princess Chu Yan now, don't be wrong!"

"Your identity changed quickly, from Chu Ye to a princess all of a sudden, and I am still a little uncomfortable."

Caiyi threw a grape into his mouth, this is a rose grape from the Western Regions, the skin is thin and the flesh is tender, juicy and sweet, and there is a faint fragrance of roses, the weather is cold, I am afraid that there are no mothers in the palace, which shows the emperor's preference for Chu Yan.

"Daddy, I'm going to change my name to your mother in the future."

Jin Chu laughed so hard that his cheeks hurt a little, but he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and hugged Chu Li's arm to be coquettish.

She smelled Daddy again...... No! The mother personally put on a faint cold incense, and someone will support her in the future, see if the ninth princess and Shang Moqian dare to trouble her!

She is not a disaster star, she is obviously a little carp who can bring good luck to people.

"Qin Xuan, this person, you have to guard against it!" Jun Yan pushed open the door and brought in a cold wind.

Dressed in an ink-colored robe, a cloak made of high-quality fox fur, and a mysterious fox mask, it seemed that he was a little more noble, the corner of Jin Chu's mouth twitched, and he leaned closer to Chu Li.

"Master Chu, no, princess, I have a good deal here!" Caiyi threw a wink at Jun Yan and cleared her throat.

Since the four princes did not leave the Nanfeng Pavilion, there was a lot of business, and there was no need to do anything after Yan Qing'an, and when he went to that station, it was a golden signboard.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, are you down?"

Caiyi looks very grinning, heartless, but he is the owner of the entire Yunguo Qinglou, and the most important thing is silver.

"This is a profitable business, only make money and not lose money! Do you remember the notebook you wrote when you first arrived in Kyoto? There is a copy of "Little Wife Meets Blackheart" that has not yet been completed, and now some people are asking around and are willing to pay a high price to buy the copyright. ”

"Oh." Chu Li touched her nose, the book was not written by her, it was the crossing girl who was sleeping in her body, vomiting blood and conspiracy, her soul was damaged, and she fell into a deep sleep.

"Mother, Yixiu also likes to read the book you wrote, and I have beaten it a few times."

Jin Chu was young in the first two years, and she didn't understand the content of the book, she secretly hid a set, which was flipped over by Yixiu, the book was witty and humorous, the plot was ups and downs, and she was fascinated.

"This ......"

"Write!"

Everyone looked at Jun Yan, who didn't eat fireworks in the world, and he didn't eat it, he loved to eat fish, and he turned out to be a fairy-like character, and he also read the book!

In the blink of an eye, it was the middle of winter, and whether Wan Yan Qiyue liked it or not, she still became close to Qin Xuan.

This winter is extraordinarily cold, but the plum blossoms in the imperial garden are extraordinarily brilliant, and the branches of a tree are blooming very well, Wanyan Qiyue tiptoed and sniffed, heard footsteps behind her, turned her head, and saw a beauty.

Chu Yan was wearing a white light fur, with a golden step hanging on her sideburns, her cheeks were red from the cold, and she looked like a red plum with snow pressing.

Wanyan Sect was parallel to her, and the Great Master followed.

Wanyan Qiyue was stunned for a moment, her father seemed to be very interested in this princess of unknown origin, and the smile on her face had not been seen for a long time.

Originally, she was the first beauty in Kyoto, and her status was unspeakably expensive, but now-

Wanyan Qiyue looked up at the Star Picking Pavilion, she always thought that Jun Yan only loved peach blossoms.

My father said that when she was about to be born, it was an era when the world was chaotic and the princes were vying for hegemony, and on the day she was born, the grand scene of a hundred birds and a phoenix appeared in Kyoto, the country of clouds.

Therefore, her life is inherently different, at least, her biological mother Lan Xuan thinks so, she never thought that the baby girl who was born less than half an hour ago was thrown into the moat.

Her father taught her self-esteem and self-love, not to be attached to men, and told her that women can also hold up half the sky, but later, her father changed, and he said with disgust that she did not have the rules of her daughter's family, and asked her to kneel in the Buddhist hall to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Who would have thought that the eldest princess, the future empress of Yun Kingdom, would wag her tail and beg for mercy for a man, and would not hesitate to test the poison herself, just to get that little bit of mercy, and even willing to sacrifice her country.

But he, in addition to hating himself, is disgusted!

There is no wrongdoing, no reversal, no whitewashing, Concubine Lan, the current queen of Yunguo, she is indeed so vicious that it is outrageous.

Lan Xuan knew that she was pregnant, so she began to pave the way, and when she couldn't hire a murderer to kidnap the queen, she had a plan to kill the queen's biological daughter and replace the prophesied destiny phoenix girl with her own child.

Because of her selfish character, Lan Xuan never felt that she was wrong, and kept saying that those who hindered her deserved to die.

In Wanyan Qiyue's memory, Lan Xuan has always instilled hatred in her, and she often said that the queen robbed her childhood sweetheart Wanyan Sect to make her what she is today.

After seeing that Yan Qiyue ignored her, Lan Xuan grabbed her hair and said with a gloomy face: "Are you still thinking about that slut?" You crawled out of my belly, and you have nothing to do with her! ”

Wanyan Qiyue was slashed off a handful of hair, endured the pain and raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't care about anyone anymore, because I have your blood in my body!" ”

Selfish and filthy blood!

Wan Yan Qiyue's words made Lan Xuan let go of her hand slightly, and when she was stunned, Wan Yan Qiyue pushed her away violently and walked away.

In the past few years, Lan Xuan has been like a crazy person who has been uncertain, and she has to train Wan Yan Qiyue into a tool for her to vent her anger.

"This dead girl doesn't look like me at all! Qing'er, I want to bathe! ”

Since Lan Xuan was poisoned, her body became extremely delicate, and after a while, she was covered in fragrant sweat, Qing'er's body trembled slightly, and her eyes drooped.

Lan Xuan bathed in not only fragrant soup, but also dozens of precious herbs in it, and even more indispensable for a medicinal primer, the blood of a girl!

Tonight, Qin Xuan held a feast in the princess's mansion, with delicious wine and food, and light and shadow were erosive.

And the palace maids who served Yan Qiyue knelt in the snow outside the hall, blowing the cold wind, waiting for a terrible fate.

There were already two of them crying silently, and they knew in their hearts that the princess was not there, and if she fell into the hands of the concubine, the end would be worse than death.

Qin Xuan kneaded a beauty in his arms, the corners of his mouth curled, as if he was smiling: "She, the handwriting is beautiful, the flow is smooth, unique, the article is better written, even if it is scolding, the rhetoric is also gorgeous and exquisite, which is amazing." ”

"Who are you talking about?"

The beauty is dressed in a light veil, and her graceful figure is looming, and her every move is amorous.

Qin Xuan beckoned, Jiang Hua retreated silently, and after a while, he presented a painting, the picture scroll unfolded, and the painting was a dancing woman, with a golden hairpin, cloud temples and snow skin, a slender figure, long sleeves flying, and the sunset behind him was rolling with colorful glow, turning waves like fire.

"This is not the eldest princess." The beauty felt that the person in the painting was a little familiar, and the corner of her eyes swept towards Jiang Hua, who nodded slightly.