"Five hundred guan Feiqian? Too... Emperor, don't you know my affection for you?" Lan Xiang took the 500 guan Feiqian with her hand, and was secretly shocked. She slightly unbuttoned her clothes, put the money into the bellyband of the mandarin duck, and then patted her chest with relief.

She pinched the brocade handkerchief, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and sobbed: "I didn't expect that the Supreme Emperor would use money to slap my slave family. Is that kind of person?"

After saying that, his weak and boneless jade hand gently stroked the Supreme Emperor's chest, spitting like a faint orchid, and his slippery body was deliberately or unintentionally pressing against Li Yuan's body.

Lan Xiang understands men, and she knows men very well. Compared to men, her capital is her body. In Ningzhi Pavilion, she can be regarded as a fairy in heaven. If she gets her smile, the man's heart will probably be weak.

However, after leaving Ningzhi Pavilion, she was not the master of the Liujin Pavilion, but a brothel woman who was as despised as mud.

Such a woman can barely be a concubine of a high-ranking official, but she can become a concubine?

Very low probability.

Especially now, the Supreme Emperor looks at her like a passerby.

The more reserved a man pretends to be, the more he will be teased. They always can't bear to make up their minds for beautiful women.

"Love?" Li Yuan stared at Lan Xiang coldly. Even though he felt a physiological reaction, he still had rationality in his mind. He pushed Lan Xiang away and said coldly: "How many women in this world are there? Like Liu Rushi? You are not Liu Rushi, and you are not Qian Qianyi. You are like a mute with Qian Ansheng. If you dare to touch me again..."

He laughed back and emphasized, "Miss Lanxiang, do you know the cold palace in the palace? Those concubines who offend the emperor and cannot be favored by the emperor will be sent to the cold palace. Even in the hottest season in midsummer, it is like an ice cellar, cold and countless concubines hanging themselves.

If you want, I don't mind sending you in too!"

Li Yuan clenched Lan Xiang's white wrist and pinched her so much that it hurt. He threw it hard on the side wall of the carriage when it was humming. He looked at her condescendingly and said slowly: "What happened tonight is tightly in his mouth. If others asked about it, they would say that they had long been secretly accused of me, and they had already been interested in you. Only then can they enter the Ningzhi Pavilion and... a poem.

After this storm, I will arrange for you to pretend to die and escape. At that time, the sky is high and the birds fly. The Tang Dynasty is so big that there will always be your place."

Speaking of this, he still felt that it was not enough and added: "Don't imagine what someone would give you. The so-called three-life promise is just a lie to deceive people."

"I... I know." Lan Xiang held tears and rubbed her red wrists, as delicate as a good woman who was ruthless, no longer at all in Ningzhi Pavilion, smiling slightly.

However, just as the Supreme Emperor narrowed his eyes to rest as he rested, Lan Xiang bit his red lips, and his weak eyes suddenly became sharp. She said in an inauspicious voice: "Lan Xiang knew that she was a chess piece, but sometimes the chess piece would turn against each other...

Looking back suddenly, the man is there, in the dim lights. What a beautiful poem.

A brothel woman in Pingkangfang can be worth a hundred times more than her value if she gets a poem by a famous scholar. But what I get is a poem given by the Supreme Emperor. Even the emperor who is arrogant must give me three points!"

Sometimes, a precious chess piece is worth the price of the entire chess board, and Lanxiang is the most dazzling one for many chess pieces.

......

Changxi Palace, outside the hall.

"Imperial Doctor, how is Lizhi now?" Li Shimin sighed lightly, looked back at Li Lizhi who was sleeping peacefully, and said worriedly.

Doctor Xu stroked his beard, hesitated for a while, and said, "Princess Changle is not seriously injured after being diagnosed by Weichen. However, the princess's wrist cut off her wrist is a heart disease. Even if it can be cured for a while, it will not be cured for a lifetime. I hope that Your Majesty will persuade Princess Changle for a good life."

After saying that, he bowed his hand, carried the medicine box and prepared to return to the Imperial Medical Office.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with this? After I finished teaching the princesses today, there was nothing wrong with beauty. Later, Jiang Yang said that his father wanted beauty, so I asked them to leave the palace to pay homage to his father. Why did so many things happen in just a few hours?" Changsun Wugui said in confusion.

"Jiangyang?"

Li Shimin frowned and walked a few steps outside the hall gate. The more he thought about it, the more he became, the more strange it was. Princess Jiangyang had a close relationship with the Supreme Emperor, and the Supreme Emperor happened to appear in the brothel, and all kinds of things involved the Supreme Emperor.

By chance?

Thinking that something was wrong with this matter, Li Shimin was not inconvenient to disturb the Supreme Emperor again, so he sent someone to call Wu Zi.

After a moment, Wu Qi rubbed his sleepy eyes and worshiped His Majesty the Emperor. She was a daughter, so she had her own residence in the palace.

"Jiang Yang, I'll ask you why Lizhi committed suicide by cutting her wrist? Let me tell you all about everything that happened when you two left the palace today, otherwise... it would be killed without forgiveness!" Li Shimin stared at Wu Xi and said ruthlessly.

The Supreme Emperor is his father. He will not easily offend him without touching his bottom line. But... he does not have such a good temper to others.

Even before him was a six-year-old girl.

Wu Xi was frightened and immediately woke up. He didn't care about the following sentence. He asked, "Sister Lizhi committed suicide. I just said that Changsun Chong had something good, and it was not worth it."

After seeing the eyes of Changsun Wugui and Li Shimin, her back felt cold and she slowly explained: "Today, after Xier and Sister Lizhi bid farewell to the Queen, they went to Dongshi to buy pastries, and then went to Daxingshan Temple to serve incense sticks for the Queen. Next, we were going to Zhao Duke's Mansion, but we were unintentionally staying in Pingkangfang for a while and saw..."

"What did you see?" Changsun Wugui said tightly. The matter involved her daughter and her parents' home, which made her heart very sensitive.

Wu Qi bit his teeth lightly, hesitated for a while, and said, "Pingkangfang is the Huajie Liuxiang in Chang'an. Sister Lizhi and I were also curious about this, so we looked inside for a while.

Then he discovered... The eldest grandson Chong of the Prince of Zhao, also known as the brother Chong of Sister Lizhi, happened to walk into Ningzhi Pavilion.

After returning to the palace, Sister Lizhi cried for a while, and then there was nothing.

But no one expected that Sister Lizhi would actually think about... suicide."

After saying that, she could no longer bear the pressure in her heart and started crying in a low voice.

Li Shimin's face was gloomy and she pulled Changsun Wugui and whispered in her ear, explaining the farce in Ningzhi Pavilion today.

"What does Your Majesty mean now?" Changsun Wugui frowned and sighed. The situation has come to this point, one side is her daughter and the other side is her nephew.

She felt really hard to give up.

As a princess, being able to marry into a childhood sweetheart is already a blessing for three lifetimes. His Majesty's other daughters (sister sons) were randomly assigned to the ministers of the court, almost one of them.
Chapter completed!