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In 1845, there is no one in the harem

Prince Duan was absolutely envious and jealous of Feng Qingchen. As soon as he left the palace gate, he stared at Feng Qingchen's profile, feeling extremely unsatisfied.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yimo had such a great influence on his royal brother, that even her daughter could make him look at her in a new light.

For the sake of the eldest princess, the emperor could ignore his eldest daughter, which made him think that the emperor's brother doted on the eldest princess. Unexpectedly, now for the sake of Lu Yimo's daughter, the emperor could ignore the eldest princess. This is simply unreasonable.

"You think too much, His Highness Duan Wang." Duan Wang's eyes were so direct that Feng Qingchen couldn't pretend he couldn't see it, and rolled his eyes at Duan Wang before getting on the carriage.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" King Duan looked at the horses not far away, and after thinking about it, he got into the carriage. However, considering the taboo between men and women, King Duan did not get into the carriage, but took the driver's seat: "

Come on, I will drive for you today."

"My pleasure." Feng Qingchen obviously wanted to hear gossip, but he still acted noble and cool. He was really convinced.

"Drive." King Duan raised his whip, and the carriage moved forward slowly. The squeaking of the wheels became the best cover. Feng Qingchen and King Duan did not have to worry, their conversation would be heard.

Considering that before the Nine Emperors Uncle came, he still needed to be protected by King Duan, although Feng Qingchen would not drag He Pan out, he did not hide too much either.

"Your Majesty has been staring at my profile. Isn't he just thinking about how similar I am to my mother to make the Emperor look towards me?"

Not many people know about her mother, and Prince Duan seems to have never met her mother, otherwise he would be shocked when he first saw her.

"Yes, I am indeed thinking about this issue. I once heard that when the emperor was still a prince, he fell in love with a commoner woman. Unfortunately, the woman did not like the emperor, and it seems that she left for some unknown reason. The emperor

For a while, he was looking for her everywhere like crazy. He even went out once because of this. When he came back, he was only breathless. From then on, the emperor, who originally didn't bother to fight for the throne, focused on seizing power and finally sat on the dragon throne." Every time.

Behind every successful man, there is a special woman. Without Lu Yimo, there would be no Emperor Xiling today.

"So, my mother is just a cinnabar mole on the emperor's heart." Feng Qingchen could not have imagined that Emperor Xiling had ever been so infatuated. For an emperor, infatuation was not a good thing.

"Cinnabar mole? What do you mean?" Prince Duan slowed down the carriage again, making it clear that he wanted to have a good chat with Feng Qingchen.

It seemed that something happened during the day that touched Prince Duan's heart. Otherwise, a man who was bloody on the battlefield would never pay attention to such romantic matters.

Feng Qingchen had no intention of touching Prince Duan's taboo, and said softly: "It is said that in every man's life, there have been two women like this, at least two. After marrying a red rose, over time, the red roses turned into red ones on the wall.

A smear of mosquito blood is still "the bright moonlight in front of the window"; if you marry a white rose, the white one is like a grain of rice sticky on your clothes, but the red one is like a cinnabar mole on your heart."

"To the emperor, my mother is the red rose he can't get, and the one he can't get is always the best."

"White Rose, an ordinary woman, can give others warmth." King Duan's hand holding the reins stiffened, Feng Qingchen said a series of words, but he had no choice but to "Marry White Rose, the white is what is on the clothes."

A grain of rice sticky rice."

His princess, a woman as ordinary as a white rose, he married, but in the end she became his "moonlight in front of the window", which made his heart ache every time he thought about it.

"Drive..." King Duan no longer had the intention to speak. He raised his whip and ran forward desperately as if someone was chasing behind him.

The carriage ran too fast and bumped very uncomfortably. Feng Qingchen frowned but did not say anything to stop it.

King Duan was obviously in a bad mood, and she didn't want to get into trouble with him.

With King Duan riding fast, they took half the time than before. Feng Jin also woke up. Facing King Duan's ugly face, Feng Qingchen shut up and carried Feng Jin into the house.

Walk.

Chun Hue and Xue Lang had returned and were waiting anxiously in the house with Xia Wan. When they saw Feng Qingchen returning safely, they clasped their hands together and chanted the words "Buddha's blessing".

King Duan wanted to kill his princess twice in one day. You can imagine the depression in his heart. King Duan left his guards behind and ran out like a whirlwind. He was about to go to a restaurant to get drunk, but he met a friend from the Cui family on the way.

Xiling Tianyu comes out.

"Uncle Emperor, what's wrong with you?" Prince Duan was in a very bad state. Xiling Tianyu was quite worried and walked out of the sedan chair directly.

"Let's go have a drink with the imperial uncle." Prince Duan is only a few years older than Xiling Tianyu. In addition, the two of them also have interests in each other, so their friendship is better than that of ordinary people.

Xiling Tianyu wanted to say that Feng Qingchen told him not to drink, but King Duan's behavior really made him uneasy, so he had to risk his life to accompany the gentleman.

Duan Wang is not a person who likes to chatter. Xiling Tianyu didn't come to drink with him, but rather looked at him. As soon as Duan Wang arrived at the restaurant, he picked up the wine jar and drank heavily.

Everyone who rolled out on the battlefield was a hero in the drunkenness. Normally, even after drinking ten jars of wine, King Duan seemed to have drunk nothing. But today, after only five jars of wine, King Duan showed his drunken state and leaned on the table.

Weeping bitterly.

"Uncle Emperor, are you okay?" Xiling Tianyu was so frightened that he hurriedly asked someone to make anti-alcohol medicine, but Prince Duan slapped him away: "I'm not drunk."

"I know you're not drunk. It's good that you're not drunk. Uncle Emperor, I'll take you back." Xiling Tianyu had a headache and regretted it. He just drank with Prince Duan and just dragged him back to Prince Duan's Mansion.

"If I don't go back, I don't want to go back. When I go back home, it will be all about her, all her shadow..." King Duan said, tears streaming down his face as he spoke: "She is the rice stick that I got but didn't cherish. In the end, she became

The white moonlight I can’t get…”

Prince Duan covered his face with his hands, tears streaming from his fingers: "Why am I such a bastard? I got the treasure but didn't understand it. Now she has really become a white moonlight, out of reach."

"Yunniang...Yunniang."

Xiling Tianyu didn't understand a word of the mess at first. It wasn't until the name Yun Niang came out that Xiling Tianyu finally got a clue.

"Isn't this the little emperor's aunt's maiden name? Isn't the emperor thinking about the emperor's aunt?" Xiling Tianyu's mouth twitched, completely unable to believe what he heard.

The emperor's uncle actually misses the little emperor's aunt. It's going to rain red.

Everyone in the capital didn't know that King Duan hated Princess Duan so much that he said more than once that he wanted to divorce Princess Duan. Princess Duan existed in name only and was the object of sympathy for the ladies of the entire capital.

It can be said that Princess Duan was completely forced to death by King Duan. How could King Duan want the dead Princess Duan?

"Uncle Huang, what is Bai Yueguang?"

"White moonlight, white moonlight is the unobtainable white rose." Prince Duan cried silently while holding the wine jar, and pieced together what Feng Qingchen said during the day, but the meaning was very different.

Eighteen thousand miles...

Xiling Tianyu was dumbfounded. He didn't sympathize with King Duan. Everything that King Duan suffered today was brought on by himself. Compared with the little emperor's aunt, King Duan didn't suffer much at all. What he was more troubled about was

: Feng Qingchen seems to be very interested in becoming a cinnabar mole. Doesn’t she want to be the cinnabar mole on Uncle Nine Emperors’ heart?

OMG!

I have to write a letter to the Nine Emperors Uncle quickly and ask him to think of countermeasures in advance, otherwise Feng Qingchen will become a cinnabar mole on the Nine Emperors Uncle's heart and leave no one in the harem...


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