Jun Yujue nodded with satisfaction. He was reassured by his son's vision. He must be a beautiful and fragrant woman, just like his mother and concubine.
But when he actually saw the woman, he was struck by the arrogant aura exuding from her body, by her sharp words that showed no mercy, and by the woman who fiercely lifted up his collar.
Vomiting blood, I was so angry that I almost went to the sky
When I was about to say something, I saw my favorite Concubine Yang holding her sister's hand and walking into the pavilion in a charming way.
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about with Zimo?"
Concubine Yang leaned forward slightly, smiling with her enchanting big eyes as she glanced at the man beside her, whose heart beat every time she looked at him, and pushed her sister in front of him.
I am not lucky enough to marry this man, so it would be great if I could marry my own sister to him.
"Feiyan, this is the second prince"
Yang Feiyan quietly raised her head and glanced at the man who was only separated by a stone table from her. A blush instantly covered her entire face.
This was not the first time she met the Second Prince. She had seen him from a distance on the street before. But such a startling glimpse, how could she be so shocked by the beauty she saw so close to him?
"Meet the Second Prince"
Jun Zimo glanced at the shy woman in front of him. The gentle temperament he had when getting along with his father suddenly turned cold, and he curled up his lips.
“Don’t worry about it”
What is Concubine Yang's mind when she brings her sister to see him? Anyone with a clear eye can see that he is extremely disgusted with this woman. If it weren't for the sake of his father, he would have gotten up and left long ago.
Concubine Yang pulled her sister to sit next to Jun Zimo, but she leaned her weak and boneless body against Jun Yu Jue and looked at Jun Yu Jue coquettishly.
"Your Majesty, look, Feiyan and Zimo look like a perfect couple. They are simply a match made in heaven."
Jun Yujue enjoyed the kindness of the beauty and the fine wine at the same time, smiling like an old fox. How could he not understand what his beloved concubine was thinking, and of course he would be happy to see it happen?
Yang Feiyan's beauty is rare in the world. She is even more beautiful than her sister. Look at her big loving eyes, her straight and small nose, her attractive red lips, and her flawless lips.
Her face, and her icy skin... If Yang Guifei hadn't stopped her, he would have taken this woman away long ago
Of course, what I can’t get is what I hope my son can enjoy!
"Feiyan's beauty is indeed rare in the world, but it still depends on Mo'er's wishes. My beloved concubine also knows that I follow Mo'er's wishes in everything."
Thinking of what his son said just now, Jun Yujue didn't dare to agree rashly.
"Father, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Jun Zimo hid the disgust in his eyes without even bothering to raise his eyelids. He stood up, saluted, and left quickly.
He really didn't want to stay where that Concubine Yang was for a second!
"Your Majesty, please give Feiyan to Zimo, and you can make her your concubine."
Looking at her sister's infatuated eyes, Concubine Yang couldn't help but plead.
She naturally knew that it would be impossible for a gentleman to accept her sister as a concubine, but if it was a concubine, it would be another matter. As long as her sister entered the Second Prince's Palace, she had many ways to teach her how to tie her up.
As long as Jun Zimo is pampered every day, love will not be far away
"This..., I will consider it"
Jun Yujue thought about what his beloved concubine said. If she was just a concubine, Mo'er's reaction wouldn't be that big. Moreover, in recent years, Mo'er's palace has not had a single concubine.
Men are always in need, and he cannot let his son endure it all the time!