The evil king trains the concubine: Don't mess with the daughter of the snake and scorpion 722. Chapter 722 The old hen turns into a duck in the blink of an eye
722. Chapter 722 The old hen turns into a duck in the blink of an eye
As she continued to recite, she felt that the surroundings were completely quiet, and it happened to be the time when the drums stopped and the strings were changed, which made her voice become more penetrating.
Can you not be quiet? This is a love poem describing a private meeting between a woman and a man. According to this poem, I am afraid that the woman in the poem and the second prince have already had physical intimacy, which is a serious sin.
What is the most important thing in a daughter's family? Isn't it just the illusory reputation and chastity?
No matter who he is, even if he is a member of the royal family, he will not tolerate being involved in such a thing.
Everyone couldn't help but shudder coldly. Some of them were kind-hearted and felt that Dugu Lin was too careless. How could he keep the veil with him on such a major matter that related to a woman's reputation? This was not intentionally to make his daughter's family look bad.
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Lin Qingran noticed Princess Qingyun's glance just now and felt the unforgettable hatred in it. She lowered her eyes to cover up the emotion in it.
Princess Qingyun seemed to feel that the erotic words had tarnished her noble mouth, and refused to read any further. However, the emperor asked: "Second son, which of the confidants gave this silk handkerchief that fell out of your sleeve?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Dugu Lin.
Dugu Lin glanced at Lin Qingran, but remained silent, as if he was very embarrassed. Only this glance made people think.
Xu Changqing was heartbroken by Dugulin's move - the substitute, the silk handkerchief falling out of Dugulin's sleeve, Princess Huizhen's feigned ignorance, Princess Qingyun's sinister eyes, the emperor's repeated questioning, and again
Coupled with Dugulin's thoughts about Xiaoran...
Xiaoran!
He frowned, his hands suddenly trembled, and he quickly looked at Yun Zheng, only to see him drinking with his eyes lowered, unable to see the emotion in his eyes.
The tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, and he brought the wine glass to his lips, and took an indifferent sip. When he let go, there was a crisp sound, and the wine glass broke into several pieces, scattered messily on the table: If Dugu Lin had a dog's mouth
There is no ivory coming out of it, so he doesn't mind knocking out his teeth.
The emperor seemed impatient, frowned, and muttered: "Who is the second child?"
The bridge is ten miles long, the night sky is quiet, and the occasional nightingale sounds are particularly out of place in such a quiet atmosphere.
Dugulin looked at the girl in the night, with her soft hair and curvy figure, and he felt a sense of pleasure similar to that of plunder. As long as he spit out her name, this girl would be his woman from now on.
Princess Qingyun held her hands tightly in her sleeves, and looked at Dugu Lin nervously and intently. Victory or failure depended on this, whether she would go all the way to glory and wealth, or become a concubine in the Second Prince's Mansion.
, just tonight. Why, why did her daughter end up like that, but this damn little bitch could have such a good life? She would never allow it, never...
She looked at the silk handkerchief embroidered with poems, her eyes were as sinister as a poisonous snake, proud and cruel.
Dugulin swallowed his saliva and was just about to speak, speaking out the pre-arranged words, when he suddenly heard Princess Qingyun's "ah" sound, as if she was extremely shocked.
The emperor glared at her, somewhat blaming her for not knowing the importance of the matter and causing trouble at this time, but he still asked: "Qingyun, why did you scream?"
Princess Qingyun pointed at the silk handkerchief with a confused look on her face: "This signature... the signature..." is not the word "light dye" at all!
How could this happen? It's not that I want to frame Lin Qingran, a little bitch, so that she will be embarrassed in public. Given the solid evidence, even if she is the emperor's concubine, she can only be a concubine.
Becoming a concubine, from then on, it is as low as grass and can be trampled on at will.