On the tenth day of the third month of the third year of Yuanqi of the Jinhui Dynasty, spring was in full bloom.
Phoenix Flying Pavilion, red walls and gold tiles. Prince Yuan's palace is bustling and peaceful. The surrounding green trees are covered with red brocade ribbons, and the poems written on them are all beautiful blessings.
The sight of flowers stung the eyes of Prince Yuan's concubine Bai Qiqian. Her beloved brother Yuan was now going to marry that person.
In addition to the main concubine Princess Fuyao, Ye Liyuan's palace also has five concubines. Today, the person Ye Liyuan is marrying is the daughter of a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, who is known as the most talented woman in the Jinhui Dynasty.
Known as Lin Huanger.
Ten miles of red makeup, a grand occasion. The pomp when he married his concubine was far more grand than the pomp when he married her. Of course, it was also more cautious.
Princess Bai Qiqian of Fuyao sighed secretly, how could she be inferior to Lin Huang'er? In terms of appearance, her title as the most beautiful woman in the Jinhui Dynasty was not unearned. But in terms of talent and life experience, she was
Not as good as Lin Huanger.
Ten years ago, there was a war, and both Bai Qiqian's parents died. The Empress Dowager Renxi of the Jinhui Dynasty took pity on her loneliness and took her into the palace. She also issued a decree and made her the Princess of Fuyao.
With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open.
Xi'er, the eldest maid next to Ye Liyuan, walked in and urged: "Princess, the auspicious time is coming soon. The prince asked you to go to the front hall. If you delay the time, I am afraid the prince will punish you."
Bai Qiqian glanced out the window and said softly: "Go back to the prince and tell me that I am not feeling well, so I won't go." She loves him so much that she wants her to watch him take a concubine. How could he be so cruel to her?
?
"Aren't you going?" A voice as cold as frost and snow sounded in her ears.
The light wind swayed the red gauze, and the light and shadow intertwined. He was dressed in red, looking enchanting and evil. His handsome face had a hint of fatigue, and his slender and long eyelashes half-covered his dark pupils.
Bai Qiqian looked at him infatuatedly, her heart full of joy turning into sadness. Now he was wearing wedding clothes, but he was getting married to another woman.
Ye Liyuan's face was calm, but a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes: "Princess, you are so arrogant, let me come and pick you up personally."
Facing those deep and cold eyes, Bai Qiqian trembled and spoke with some trembling: "Brother Yuan, I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Princess, are you feeling uncomfortable physically or mentally?" Ye Liyuan stood in front of Bai Qiqian, with his hands behind his hands. There was a touch of mockery in his eyes, "Princess, I have a side concubine, and the main concubine is not here.
How do you behave? Although you have no talent or virtue, you should know this bit of common sense."
Bai Qiqian's body was extremely stiff: "Brother Yuan..."
Ye Liyuan wrinkled his beautiful eyebrows with a touch of alienation between them, as if he didn't like her calling him Brother Yuan. He turned around and left a soft word: "Princess, don't challenge my patience."
Looking at his long and distant back, Bai Qiqian felt a sense of panic in her heart. She felt as if she was about to lose something. She mustered up the courage to step forward and put her arms around Ye Liyuan's waist: "Brother Yuan
, have you ever liked me?"
Ye Liyuan stiffened for a moment and remained silent.
Bai Qiqian felt that her throat was a little dry, and she asked in a hoarse voice: "Brother Yuan, tell me, have you ever liked me, even just a little bit?"
Ye Liyuan covered her cold hands and opened her fingers covering his waist one by one: "The person I, Ye Liyuan, loves is just Lin Huang'er." After the words fell,
Ye Liyuan left heartlessly.
Bai Qiqian smiled sadly: "Brother Yuan, you are really cruel to me."
I closed my eyes with self-mockery and said to myself: "If I didn't really like you, I wouldn't..." Nor would I try my best to please my ancestors and ask for this decree to marry you.
.If I didn’t really like you, I wouldn’t use all my courage and risk my life’s happiness to force this marriage.
After a while, Ye Liyuan invited two maids to take Bai Qiqian to the front hall. The seats were full of guests, all of whom were dignitaries in Anning City. At this time, Ye Liyuan was kneeling with his beloved woman Lin Huanger*
* Above, pay homage.
Tears fell uncontrollably. Bai Qiqian bit her lower lip tightly, trying to calm down.
After the two of them paid their respects, they did not enter the bridal chamber directly. With a smile on his face, Ye Liyuan gently took off Lin Huanger's red hijab, and then signaled to the maid who was following him.
The maid nodded and brought over a golden plate with a glass of wedding wine on it.
Ye Liyuan pursed his lips and looked at Bai Qiqian coldly, with no trace of affection in his eyes.
Lin Huang'er, who was wearing a red wedding dress, smiled brightly and walked up to Bai Qiqian with a bright face. She reached out to take the wedding wine from the golden plate and handed it to her: "Sister, today is a great day for my sister. I hope you will."
Sister, give me a favor."
Bai Qiqian trembled. She just looked at Ye Liyuan blankly and did not reach out to take the wedding wine handed over by Lin Huanger.
Ye Liyuan, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, looking at her eyes with endless coldness: "Take it!"
"Sister, please." The smile on Lin Huanger's face never diminished by half. That kind of happy smile stung Bai Qiqian's heart. Bai Qiqian looked at Ye Liyuan's eyes, full of despair
.
Ye Liyuan pursed her thin lips and stared at her with cold black eyes until Bai Qiqian took the wine glass tremblingly.
"Brother Yuan, do you really want me to drink this glass of wine?" Bai Qiqian's beautiful eyes were covered with a very thin mist, and her heart felt bitter, "Do you really want to drink it?"
Lin Huang'er's face tightened, and an unnatural light flashed in her eyes. Then, a flowery smile appeared on her face: "Is it true that my sister is not willing to give my sister this honor? I don't even have to drink a glass of wedding wine.
Not willing."
Bai Qiqian didn't speak, just looked at Ye Liyuan. The fingers under Liu Yunguang's sleeves were clenched tightly, and his knuckles turned white.
Lin Huang'er tugged on Ye Liyuan's clothes and said a little aggrievedly: "Your Majesty, today is the wedding day for Huang'er and Your Majesty, but I didn't expect that I won't get my sister's blessing. Huang'er..."
"Your Majesty, do you really want me to drink it?" Bai Qiqian's voice sounded trembling.
Ye Liyuan's brows furrowed even more tightly, and her eyes became more dark. She just drank a glass of wedding wine, and she was still acting coy. Promising his ancestor to marry her was the worst decision in his life.
"Fuyao, I know that you lost your parents when you were young and had no one to educate you, so I tolerate your unruly and willful behavior. But today is a great day for me to accept a concubine, so don't mess around."
"I just want to know, do you really want me to drink this wedding wine?" Bai Qiqian's trembling voice sounded again.
Ye Liyuan's gloomy eyes glanced at the entire audience, and those who were whispering immediately fell silent. He locked his eyes on Bai Qiqian, and a hint of impatience appeared on his beautiful face: "Fuyao, this king's wedding wine,
How could you not drink?"
His words were like orders, and she was not allowed to refuse.
It turned out that she really was asked to drink this glass of wine - heartbroken wine!!
Bai Qiqian's fingers holding the wine glass felt numb and cold, and her heart was sour, but her eyes were still looking at his face. His peerless appearance left a deep imprint on her heart. From the day she saw him, she was obsessed with it.
Extremely ill.
The disease lasted for so many years and became terminally ill.
Bai Qiqian walked up to him, smiled sadly, and said, "Brother Yuan, I know everything." She was so sad that she really couldn't cry anymore...
He raised his head and swallowed the heart-breaking wine. The strong wine entered his throat and burned his heart and lungs.
Ye Liyuan's black eyes suddenly tightened. She had known it for a long time. But it was better this way. She should be mentally prepared.
He nodded and signaled to the maid on the side, who handed the brocade silk in her hand to Ye Liyuan. Ye Liyuan's eyes flashed with flames, and he said with a half-smile: "Princess, I will write a letter of resignation today, and you and I will be strangers from now on.
We don’t know each other.”
"Brother Yuan...you..." Bai Qiqian was shocked by Ye Liyuan's words and took a few steps back. She originally thought that Liang Duo's heart would not be filled with any waves, but she was still shocked by his words.
Bai Qiqian's mind was always filled with the words Ye Liyuan said, whether they knew each other or not.
You can't be his person in life, and you can't be his ghost in death.
He took the brocade silk, turned around, and ran away.
In early spring, this beautiful pond was filled with delicate lotus flowers, as red as fire, just like the blood flowing from the corner of Bai Qiqian's mouth.
She laughed at the pond full of flowers.
It turned out that not only did he want her life, he was not even willing to leave her the vacant title of princess.
The corners of my eyes were filled with mist, but no tears could gather.
She used to be so infatuated with him, following him, calling him, Brother Yuan, constantly.
She once wanted to attract his attention so much that she put down her face and went to Princess Xiyao to borrow money. She just wanted to hire a good tailor to help her make a set of beautiful clothes.
When she used to cause trouble in front of him, she just wanted him to pay more attention to her, even if it meant scolding her a few times.
She has no father or mother, but the only title she has is Princess Fuyao, which was given to her by her ancestors who saw her pity and hoped that she would not be too miserable in front of her peers.
But now, she finally understood how naive and ridiculous her obsession with girlish feelings was. In his eyes, he thought she was an orphan who just fell in love with his unique appearance and his noble status.
.
By clinging to him, she would no longer have to live that poor life.
Ridiculous, really ridiculous.
All this is just her girlish shallow yearning and worldly greed.
The blood surged in his chest, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. I thought that after she died, maybe he would feel a little guilty about her and miss her occasionally.
Now, a divorce letter has cut off Bai Qiqian's last hope.
With all her thoughts despairing, she jumped into the Jinxiu Pond, causing ripples in the pond...