Princess, when the slave came back, he heard that Mrs. Nan had been granted the title of side concubine by the Lord, and she also released the foot ban. She said that before the matter was settled, Mrs. Nan was innocent and there was no need to ban feet. That's true, but everyone else in the house said that it was because she was sick and bored that the LORD had specially lifted her foot ban so that she could go out to relax.
It was quite difficult for him to draw such a complicated passage. After drawing it again, he could not help but draw it again for fear that the stranger would not understand it. At the same time, he faintly uttered some syllables that looked like words but not words.
Mo Shanghua looks at Qin Lin's sign language expression. Her eyes, which are as quiet as an empty valley, suddenly change. It seems that there is something in her eyes, and oh, it seems that the calm ground is suddenly windy, and the leaves are rolling up.
"Did the prince take Nanji as his concubine?" Flower Lengzheng moment, subconsciously murmured repeated.
Qin Lin hesitated and nodded, looking worried at the flowers on the street.
Qin Ya's eyes were full of disbelief. "How can it be? She's not qualified at all."
Finish saying, just realize oneself is really too excited, busy cover mouth, the same worry of see flowers.
I saw the delicate and beautiful face of Mo Shanghua, and her look in her eyes was beyond Qin linya's comprehension. However, she was only absent for a moment. After a moment, she returned to normal again, but her whole body momentum was more cool and unpredictable than just now.
"He did give me a big present." For a long time, the flowers on the street opened their lips and opened their mouth without expression.
Yan Moli, who can give her "unexpected joy" from time to time, is really a disgusting opponent.
In fact, she couldn't tell what she was thinking at the moment. She just felt that her chest was more and more stuffy, like being held by a hand, and the hand was still shrinking. She could hardly breathe.
That day, Nan he tore off his mask and said something provocatively, as well as Yan Beicheng turned a blind eye to her serious injury a few days ago. These pictures flashed through her mind in a flash, shrinking her heart more and more tightly.
With a light grip on the palm of his hand, Mo Shanghua gathered his thoughts, put down his chopsticks, got up and went around to the book case, picked up the pen and wrote a line of words, then folded the paper and said, "Qin Lin, when it's dark, you will quietly send this paper to your second highness."
Qin Lin took the letter, but did not immediately return to his position. He could not help worrying and asked in sign language: Princess, are you really OK?
Mo Shanghua shook his head, his eyes were quiet, and he couldn't see the color of sadness. "These dishes have been taken away. I've eaten them well."
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Beicheng's voice came in from the outer room. Before the voice came, he said, "don't withdraw. I haven't eaten yet. How can the princess withdraw?"
Qin Lin, Qin Ya's action suddenly stopped, looking at the flowers on the street, as if waiting for her to show.
"Well. I'll leave it to the king. " The flower eyes on the street are a little chilly, and the steps only pause a little, then turn directly into the bedroom hall.
"Ah, princess –"
Yan Beicheng just entered the house, but he saw a piece of flowers on the street, so he rushed forward and chased after her.
Qin Ya is still spending money on the stranger. She wants to catch up and stop her. Before she steps out, she is stopped by Qin Lin. she uses sign language to say: let's not get involved in the affairs of princes and concubines.
Seeing this, Qin Ya stamped her feet in shame, but she turned around and went out.
Mo Shanghua enters the house. Before he sits down, he hears the sound of Yan Beicheng's hasty steps behind him. I don't know why, but I feel happy and angry, and I want to turn him away, and I want to hear what he wants to say.
After thinking about it for a while, Yan Beicheng walked behind Mo Shanghua and said, "how can the princess walk so fast? Is it because she is not happy after listening to some gossip?"
"No, I'm just tired." Mingming is said by Yan Beicheng, but Mo Shanghua still can't help being hard mouthed.
Yan Beicheng turned the body of Mo Shanghua, looked at her delicate cheek carefully for a while, and then said, "I'm not angry. Look, your face is going to be blue."
Mo Shanghua whisks Yan Beicheng's hand away, turns around and sits down with no expression on his face, "the Lord is worried too much."
Yan Beicheng was not angry either. He sat down beside him with a good temper and habitually took an empty tea cup to play with. "Let me guess. The princess seems to be not happy these days. She has been avoiding the king. If it wasn't for the king's coming quietly today, I'm afraid that she would be rejected by the princess directly. Besides other reasons, there must be more anger I've heard that the king has made Nan'er an imperial concubine. "
After a pause, he still came over with a smile, "princess, what I said is right?"
The flower eyebrows on the street moved, but still stiff, never spoke.
She was not happy to be guessed so easily, but she could not refute or deny it if her throat was blocked by something.
However, the next second, the smile on Yan Beicheng's face subsided, his eyebrows darkened, as if he had changed a person, "but these are not what the princess wants to see? I'm satisfied with the princess. How can the princess be unhappy? "The flower eyebrow heart on the Mo is tiny Cu, again don't understand again is to take a few minutes faintly is the color of annoyance, "what do you mean?"
Yanbei city played with the tea cup, and it seemed that there was a storm gathering in his eyes. He had become the underground ruler who was decisive and controlled Yuzhou.
"The princess didn't have a private talk with her brother just this morning. The position of Nan'er was also promoted by her brother. In addition to the meaning of the princess, I have a chance to quickly seal Nan'er as a side princess. If not, I don't know how long it will take." Yan Beicheng's eagle like eyes coldly looked straight at the flowers on the street, and his thin lips opened and closed, but all he uttered were words of a cone heart.
With the fall of Yan Beicheng's voice, Mo Shanghua's heart seems to be stabbed by something. The pain is severe, and the temperature of a pair of quiet well like eyes gradually decreases. "The Lord is so, do you want to thank me?"
"Thank you? Naturally, thank you very much. " Yan North City Mou inside the Mo color more and more gloomy get up, "the imperial concubine wants this king how to thank?"? Is it better to celebrate every day, or do you want to invite your brother to come and have a good talk with you? "
"What do you mean, yanbeicheng?" Mo Shanghua's anger, burning and pain, made her reason collapse temporarily.
As soon as the words were over, Yan Beicheng suddenly got up and pushed her to the bed by holding the waist of the flower on the street.
The distance between them was so fast that they even breathed together. However, the atmosphere was not ambiguous, on the contrary, it was the tension of some swords.
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