Xiang Yini was pushed to the ground by the strong force, and she felt a bone-chilling pain in her shoulders.
She gritted her teeth and glared angrily at the woman protected by Bei Gong Tengxiao, with an ugly sarcastic smile on her face, and said: "It's a pair of desperate mandarin ducks to be so proud when death is imminent."
Hua Yuejin looked at the woman in front of her who was mocking her, and was furious. In her impression, Xiang Yini was a well-educated young lady with a lot of money, how could she end up in such a situation!
Although he looks as aloof as ever, his jealous eyes look pitiful and pathetic!
Now she doesn't know whether Xiang Yini has any self-restraint. What she knows is that Chu Jiaoli doesn't need any self-restraint.
She raised her hand and shook Beigong Tengxiao's arm, and said coquettishly: "Your Highness! My concubine was beaten so hard by her just now, and the slap mark on her face has not gone away yet..."
A trace of vague anger flashed in Beigong Tengxiao's eyes. The three of them each had their own hidden agenda, and no one knew what the other was thinking.
He raised his hand to caress her cheek as a comfort, and then glanced at the embarrassed Xiang Yini. He had become an abandoned prince, but his face did not look depressed. His natural kingly aura was still disappointing. He
Quite intimidatingly: "Aren't you going to get out yet?"
Xiang Yinerao was proud, or she subconsciously took a few steps back, pretended to be calm and snorted coldly, then turned around and left quickly.
Inn.
Jing Lan opened her eyes in confusion, and her vision slowly became clearer. She raised her hand and rubbed the center of her eyebrows. She didn't know when she fell asleep on the table.
She stood up suddenly and alertly, and quickly searched for Chu Jiaoli's figure in the room. Looking at the empty room, her face became paler inch by inch.
Chu Jiaoli is right, if she wants to leave, no one can stop her!
Beigong Tengxiao was named the Royal King and moved to Sangliu City, where Chu Jiaoli must have gone.
Seven days later, Sanliu City.
This place is not as prosperous as the imperial capital, and the buildings are relatively short.
The sky was overcast, with bursts of thunder, and the rain fell mercilessly like countless silver needles. Every household closed their doors and windows, leaving only three or two people walking hurriedly holding umbrellas.
Chu Jiaoli tightened the reins and the horse under her stopped.
She was wet all over, panting a little, and looked at the plaque in front of her that read "Prince Yu's Mansion". To the common people, it looked like a wealthy family, but it was incomparable to the size of the Prince's Mansion.
Chu Jiaoli couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. Beigong Tengxiao had been demoted. She actually learned about such a big thing from passers-by's chats after dinner.
When he asked her to wait for him, he simply lied to her!
She couldn't help clenching her fists, gritted her teeth, got off the horse, and walked towards the door.
The two guards at the door saw her appearance, lowered their heads and said respectfully: "Princess."
"Princess?" Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly. Even if Beigong Tengxiao is the prince now, shouldn't the princess be the princess Xiang Yini?
The two guards looked at each other for a moment, then looked at Chu Jiaoli's strange-colored pupils, then lowered their heads and said: "It turns out she is the concubine of the middle palace. This subordinate deserves to die."
These two sentences made Chu Jiaoli confused. She raised her hand to rub her eyebrows and sighed softly. Forget it, finding Beigong Tengxiao is the most important thing.
After thinking about it, she has stepped into the threshold.
The maid standing inside the door quickly took out an umbrella and held it up to protect her from the rain. Chu Jiaoli turned her head and asked, "Is Beigong Tengxiao in the house?"
"Yes, the prince has never left the house." The maid replied.
After walking for a long time without seeing Beigong Tengxiao, Chu Jiaoli became more and more anxious. She was so upset that she did not see the slightly uneasy look on the maid's face.
The concubine and the princess look exactly the same, and I don’t know what will happen when they meet...
Seeing that the maid couldn't keep up, Chu Jiaoli raised her eyes and looked at the corridor in front of her, pursed her lips and said, "Give me the umbrella, I'll go by myself."
The maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief, subdued herself, and said: "Yes."
She didn't want to encounter such a weird scene. Maybe the concubine in the middle palace would get angry and it would innocently affect her...
Walking to the backyard, Chu Jiaoli finally saw the figure she had longed for.
Beigong Tengxiao, dressed in a black python robe, was sitting in a small pavilion. His handsome face showed no signs of aging. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He was holding a piece of jujube paste cake on the table and carefully fed it to
The beauty beside me.
The beauty is dressed in Tsing Yi, with a gentle and quiet hairstyle, and a beautiful face that looks exactly like her.
Her heart ached, and the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella suddenly lost strength, and the umbrella fell to the ground. The ruthless rain slapped on her fair face, cunningly covering the tears that overflowed from her eyes.
She knew who that woman was at just one glance...
The portrait in the Biluo Palace depicts this woman, the woman who was held in the heart of Beigong Tengxiao.
Beigong Tengxiao suddenly turned around and saw Chu Jiaoli with a pale face. Looking at her desperate look, she was so pitiful and helpless after being soaked in the water. His breath was stagnant and his heart felt like a knife. p>
He frowned slightly and raised his voice: "Huanli, are you back?"
Hearing his voice, Chu Jiaoli came back to her senses. She swallowed, coughed slightly, and tried to make her voice normal.
"I was bored staying at the inn, so... I came back." After saying that, she stepped up the steps with a slight trembling and walked to Beigong Tengxiao.
Beigong Tengxiao looked at her slightly lowered eyes and said patiently: "Well, then come back."
A hint of self-deprecation flashed through Chu Jiaoli's heart. With this woman beside him, couldn't he even care about her and scold her?
Her wet hair stuck close to her face, and the raindrops kept dripping from the ends of her hair, but it seemed as if she hadn't heard it.
Beigong Tengxiao couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to cut her hair, wanting to scold her loudly for being in the rain, wanting to hold her in his arms, and tell her how much he missed her.
The other arm was held by the woman behind him, and Beigong Tengxiao came back to his senses and looked sideways at Hua Yuejin.
Hua Yuejin frowned in displeasure and said, "Your Majesty, who is she?! Why does she look exactly like my concubine?"
Beigong Tengxiao pretended to be careless and turned his head away, and said to Hua Yuejin: "Li'er, this is the marriage princess of Zhongluo Kingdom, my king's side concubine, Zhonggong Huanli."
Hua Yuejin looked at Chu Jiaoli, who was in a state of embarrassment, and a little pride flashed in her eyes, but he was just a stand-in, and she wouldn't take it seriously!
She pouted softly and said: "It turns out that the prince took advantage of my concubine's absence and found a substitute..."
Beigong Tengxiao smiled lightly and said: "You two look similar, it's just a coincidence. I didn't know her before her marriage."
Hua Yuejin raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "If my concubine were here at that time, would the prince still marry her?"
As soon as these words came out, Chu Jiaoli saw a trace of displeasure in Beigong Tengxiao's eyes.
Was the legendary Chu Jiaoli such an unreasonable little woman?
