Autumn, the twenty-ninth year of the Western Jin Dynasty.
In the study room of Prince Xian's mansion, Feng Guqiu held a letter in his hand, which was information sent by a secret wire. Although there was only one line in it, Feng Guqiu, who never showed his emotions on the outside, frowned.
The handsome smile that could attract girls from ten miles long street to take a peek was no longer there, replaced by a sinister cold look on his face.
The note slipped from the slender and white hand, and it was clearly written on it: The Ninth Princess Stays at Prince Rui's Mansion.
Prince Rui's Mansion is the residence of the current second prince, Feng Guqiu.
Everyone in the Western Jin Dynasty does not know that the current power is controlled by Prince Rui. Prince Rui was born to the Queen, and the Queen's family has great power. Speaking of the current emperor, although he has nine sons, only the second prince is left. Today's Prince Rui
The Ninth Prince Xian Wang, who has been sick and cold since he was a child, almost died from a stab wound in his early years, and fell down after being hit hard by someone. He was too weak to practice martial arts and could not go to the battlefield to make military exploits, so he was a member of the royal family.
She had no status at all, and because she looked very much like his late mother-in-law, the emperor missed his old friendship and allowed her to gain some honor through her status as a prince.
Whoever will take the throne when the time comes will be clear to everyone.
But the second prince was still worried about the weak and short-lived Ninth Prince. He was always thinking of suppressing him. Now, on the night before the Ninth Prince's wedding, he kept the Ninth Princess in the house for the reason of taking care of the daughter of his old friend.
superior.
I wonder how anyone would want a married sister-in-law to spend the night at her brother-in-law's house? It can be seen that this is just the humiliation of the second prince to the ninth prince, but the ninth prince can do nothing and can only bear it.
It was night, and everything in Prince Rui's Mansion was silent except for a corner courtyard in the backyard, where a bright red lantern was lit, and two guards with sabers were guarding the entrance of the courtyard.
Under the swaying red candle, I saw a woman with light makeup sitting quietly on the bed, her eyes blank, not knowing what she was thinking. She didn't move for nearly an hour, until the door was opened from the outside.
The flying butterfly's eyes moved, and it looked over along the sound.
Those autumn-like eyes can make a man fall in love with just one glance. The man who came in only sneered sarcastically when he saw it. He closed the door with his hands and strode to the bed with a white python robe.
"Sure enough, she is the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Today, this king is really in a feast for the eyes." It was obviously a joke, but when it came out of his mouth, people couldn't help but feel cold after hearing it.
Mu Lingxue turned around and shook off his hand that was lifting her chin, her lips pursed tightly, but she didn't say a word.
Perhaps before those things happened, she would still be angered by such an action, but since her home was confiscated, her lover betrayed her, and finally she was given a marriage by the emperor and sent to the Western Jin Dynasty for marriage, she has become numb, or maybe what is left at this time is just
Just a body.
"It is said that talented women are arrogant. I am here today to see how long you can hold on to your arrogance." Feng Guran's voice fell and she tore open Mu Lingxue's dress with both hands at the same time.
The silver bellyband became more and more attractive under the red candlelight, as well as the skin like gelatin. Feng Guran's eyes darkened when he saw it. Such a good thing was given to that short-lived ghost. It was really a bargain for him.
Mu Lingxue looked coldly at the man in front of her, a faint smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, but it was like a strange poppy, captivating people's minds. Feng Guran only stared blankly for that moment, then stared helplessly in front of her.
The woman's body hit the corner of the bed.
By the time he intervened, it was already too late. Blood was pouring from the man's forehead and he seemed to have no breath.
Feng Guran cursed secretly, stretched out his hand and found that he was no longer breathing, "Damn it."
He cursed, turned around and shouted, "Here comes someone."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cry from behind him. He turned his head and saw that the person who was lifeless a moment ago came to life and sat up, looking at him blankly.
The door was pushed open, and a maid in green clothes walked in with her head lowered, "Your Majesty,,,"
"Get out," Feng Guran ordered without looking back.
The maid in green withdrew again in a polite manner. It only took a moment, but she stared blankly at Mu Lingxue on the bed.
Many years later, when Mu Lingxue thinks about this scene, she still thinks it is an unforgettable dream.
The quaint room, the carved wooden bed, the feminine-looking man in ancient costume, and the title of 'Prince'. He turned his head and looked at himself again. His clothes were torn, and there was a silver bellyband. He raised his hand and touched it, and his forehead was touching.
Dirty blood.
Okay, she knows this is time travel.
I had just graduated from college, but I drowned on my only trip. When I opened my eyes again, I was woken up by a headache. Looking at the situation in front of me, I had no time to mourn my previous life, so I had to face the mess in front of me.
"Please bring me a clean cloth." Mu Lingxue thought that there was nothing wrong with reaching out to avoid hitting the smiling man.
The gentle man in front of her raised her eyebrows, but she took out a handkerchief from her arms very cooperatively. It was important to stop the bleeding in front of her, so she didn't care too much. She took the handkerchief and pressed it directly to her forehead. The touch was painful.
She let out a low breath, but heard the muffled laughter of the man above her.
"Do you want to try it too?" Mu Lingxue raised her eyelids and stared at him.
She has seen this kind of bad script too many times. In this situation, this man must have wanted to take advantage of her, so he made a scene where he wanted to protect his innocence and seek death.
Fortunately, the bleeding stopped after I pressed the scarf on my head, otherwise I was afraid that I would die again.
"Bold", could this woman really have her brain damaged? She dares to talk to herself like this, I'm afraid she is the first one.
However, this feeling was not annoying to Feng Guran. He squinted his eyes to see what tricks this woman was going to play. A moment ago, he loyally risked his life to protect his innocence. At this moment, he felt like he had changed. Thinking of this,
The sarcasm in his eyes deepened.
Seeing his anger, Mu Lingxue knew that she had not yet understood the situation at hand, so it was better to pretend to be a sheep. When he drank, she stopped talking and lowered her head to pretend to be mute.
Feng Guran raised her chin and asked her to look directly at him, "What? Weren't you very brave just now?"
"Your Majesty,,,,," she vibrated, and Mu Lingxue felt like she had goosebumps all over her body.
Feng Guran was slightly startled, but it was not too fast for anyone to notice. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "Since the Ninth Princess is fine, let's take a rest."
Thinking that she can't pretend anymore? The Ninth Princess who deliberately bites her tongue is of no use to Mu Lingxue, who has just passed through and is still confused about the situation. She only thinks that the man in front of her is her husband.
It was because of her misunderstanding that Feng Guran was even more confused about her thoughts. After a moment of hesitation, she finally blew out the red candle on the bedside.
Falling on the bed, Mu Lingcao began to panic, tensing up. There was a man lying next to him. This feeling was like the moment before a shooting, making you so nervous that you dared not breathe.
There was movement next to her, and she closed her eyes hard, cursing in her heart. This man definitely had a tendency to abuse others. He was even hurt himself, yet he was still doing that slutty thing.
"Do you want to suffocate yourself to death?" The voice of the man above him was faint, but it contained a suppressed smile, "Are you scared or nervous?"
"I'm not nervous"
Mu Lingxue tried her best to sound aggrieved. Although she had not yet understood the situation at hand, when a man and a woman were in bed, a woman should always pretend to be shy?
Besides, the things that happen between men and women are called procreation in popular terms, mating in popular terms, clouds and rain in better terms, and sex in worse terms. You can't hide from them, so you might as well enjoy it.
She took a deep breath, but the warm kiss from the man on her body made her hold her breath nervously. She forgot to breathe several times. Just when she thought she was about to lose her virginity, the man unexpectedly
He slid onto the bed and did not move again.
Mu Lingxue had to admit that she was truly relieved at this moment.
"Sure enough, you are a notorious prostitute. If I touch you, wouldn't it lower my prince's taste?"
In one sentence, it was as if a bucket of cold water was poured over the head in the middle of winter, making Mu Lingxue feel cold from the outside to the inside. At first, she was glad that she was a princess, but at this moment, she changed from a princess to a ****. Sure enough, it was God who wanted to kill her.
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"Go to sleep on the floor." In the silence, Feng Guran's cold and ruthless voice sounded again.
Mu Lingxue secretly raised her lips and quickly got out of bed. Her eyes had already adapted to the darkness. When she got behind the screen, she fell directly on the soft couch. The wound on her head was still aching, making her unable to think of any reason.
So come.
In the inner room, Feng Guran couldn't wait for any movement. After waiting for a while, he heard a low snore coming from behind the screen. He raised his eyebrows and sat up. The person who dared to be so calm in front of him was like this.
Mu Lingxue was the first one to do so.
After a moment, Mu Lingxue stared at the man in front of her, her sleepy eyes slowly becoming clearer on the increasingly cold face opposite her, and she said weakly, "Your Majesty."
Cursing secretly in his heart, this man is either menopausal or his aunt is here. He doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and doesn't let others sleep. He is really abnormal. How did Feng Guran know that the little white rabbit in front of him has the heart of a wolf?
"You are the most talented woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The night is so beautiful, why not write a poem." Feng Guran leaned into the soft couch and looked at the dumbfounded woman with a smile.
On purpose, this man must have done it on purpose.
Mu Lingxue shook her head, "Your Majesty is flattering me, but in the boudoir we all play in a different way, and those who can't answer will be punished. Since Your Majesty thinks this night is good, why not try it too."
She was so shocked that she was such a talented woman that she still hadn't gotten used to it. At this time, Mu Lingxue was a fake, so she naturally didn't dare to accept it. She knew how to recite a few poems, and writing poems would cost her her life.
Moreover, she is also a history buff, and she can't tell what dynasty the Eastern Jin Dynasty is from Ben. The few poems she knows appear here, so she can only think in other ways in her anxiety.
Feng Guran raised his eyebrows and played with his black hair with his slender fingers, "What do you say if you win? What do you say if you lose? What's the way to play?"
In fact, Feng Guran wanted to see what kind of tricks Mu Lingxue was playing, and a trace of doubt arose in her heart. This was different from the legendary character. Could it be that the information obtained by her spies was wrong?
"The gameplay is very simple. After listening to a story, find out the poem hidden in the story. As for winning, how dare I ask the prince for a reward? Why not lose? If who loses, promise the other party something."
"One thing?" Feng Guran's eyes flashed with a cold light.
This woman really had a purpose, he really wanted to see what tricks she was playing.
"Of course, this matter cannot violate moral ethics, let alone conscience." Seeing him nodding, Mu Lingxue smiled and said, "Since it is my suggestion, why don't the prince let me go?
Let’s ask this question first.”
"Beside my bed, there is a girl named Qingming who has taken off all her clothes," she said halfway. Seeing the other party looking directly at her, Mu Lingxue couldn't help but blush. Anyway, she had no intention of getting involved, so she immediately said confidently.
From the following, "Her skin was as white and tender as the white frost on the ground. She raised her head and looked at this naked and sensible girl. She lowered her head and couldn't help but think of my wife's hometown far away."