"Your Highness Seventh!" The elderly Eunuch Sun quickly chased after him. He waited until he was outside the palace before catching up with him.
He was undecided and said, "What about being buried alive?"
Beiming Liancheng didn't stop walking. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked without answering: "How many steps are there in choosing a concubine this year?"
Eunuch Sun was stunned, and then said: "Three, one is art, two is martial arts, and three is pen and ink."
"Save her life until the day when the concubine selection is over." Beiming Liancheng said in a calm tone: "We will see if she knows what reward she wants."
Eunuch Sun understood everything at once and nodded heavily. With the Seventh Prince, are you angry with that young lady? Do you think she wants gold?
That's not right. I heard from the emperor that she was a woman with a son. She had other plans to choose a concubine when she entered the palace this time... There is no way His Highness could fall in love with her... Yes, absolutely impossible!
Perhaps, the master just had too much self-esteem since he was a child. After all, she is his junior sister. If he chooses money instead of people, anyone who hears it will be unhappy...
But now that His Highness the Seventh Prince is gone, I'm afraid he will have to rely on his mouth to talk in the hall again.
Eunuch Sun returned to the palace and whispered a few words in the emperor's ear.
The emperor's expression did not change much, he just looked at Nangong Baiye and frowned slightly.
However, he did not punish her, she was rewarded as she should be rewarded, and what she did was fair.
After a talent competition, Nangong Rui'er was so angry that as soon as she returned to her residence, she smashed everything she could break!
Nangong Hongyan, who had always been arrogant, saw this and did not dare to approach her.
The more beautiful a person is, the most vicious they will be once they become jealous!
"Rui'er, that's enough." Mrs. Su walked in and stopped her movement with a faint voice.
Nangong Rui'er seemed to have been greatly wronged and clenched her teeth: "Mother, you didn't see the proud look of that little bitch in the hall today!"
"Shut up!" Mrs. Su whispered, covering Nangong Rui'er's lips: "This is not home, this is the palace. How many times has your mother taught you that you should always pay attention to your words and deeds when you enter the palace?
Don't let anyone catch you."
Nangong Rui'er also understood. She began to be glad that she didn't show too much ugliness. She took a deep breath and returned to her usual beautiful and virtuous self.
Mrs. Su patted her hand: "You don't have to worry. Mother said that anyone who wants to be a concubine must have a clean background. What's more, being the concubine of His Majesty the Seventh Highness means having a clean background."
Only Zhong Zhifeng can do it. Do you think it is a blessing for her to show such a hand in the main hall? Oh, the emperor was happy at the time, but you have to think about which father would allow his son to marry a broken shoe, let alone a
Emperor, haven't you noticed? The emperor has begun to dislike her."
Nangong Ruier's eyes were blank: "Is what mother said true?"
"Of course it is true." Mrs. Su stroked her long hair: "Not only that, I am afraid that after today, countless people will want her to die. My mother was worried yesterday that you would be too beautiful to attract the jealousy of others.
Now that we have her as a shield, those showgirls will not show you what they say but hide the other behind their backs, thus alienating you. Do you understand what mother said?"
Nangong Rui'er naturally understood and laughed happily: "In other words, that little bitch won't be able to be free for long!"
"Oh, her little tricks are nothing. Once this woman enters the palace, she has many tricks. Rui'er, remember, don't get blood on your hands. Those are the things you should guide others to do..." Su Madam lowered her tone, and her hoarse voice gave people an inexplicable chill...
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Deep inside the palace is the "Devil Palace" that does not get sunlight all year round. The high gray city walls are covered with dark green vines, so many that they almost surround the windows, and some even get inside. Outside the window, big roses bloomed,
Those roses seemed to have been sucked out of their blood, and there was an empty and gloomy feeling...
"No way, have you slept in a place like this for so many years?" Master Qu turned his head and looked at the decorations in the Demon Palace. Every part of it was lit with oil lamps, and the weak flames were beating. Take a closer look. It's actually a bit gloomy, the windows are closed, and the rose-colored curtains are covered with large and coquettish bat patterns, giving people a mysterious and evil feeling...
Qu Luo's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he was thinking about stealing something.
Beiming Liancheng stretched his face sideways and lay on his valuable black wood bed without moving his eyelids.
The more Qu Luo talked, the more excited he became, and he kept talking endlessly: "Ah, by the way, I found out what you asked me to check! Your little junior sister is pregnant for no reason, and she doesn't seem to have been with any men. Just after the wedding, I suddenly became pregnant!"
Beiming Liancheng opened his eyes calmly, and his cat-like pupils seemed colorless, with fine golden lines undulating.
Those fine lines can almost make one’s heart tighten!
He opened his sexy thin lips, the lines were extremely delicate and elegant.
That smile slowly bloomed, like a peerless Arctic ice flower, revealing a faint evil spirit.
"It turns out to be a ghost fetus..."
Qu Luo's evilly handsome side face condensed: "Are you saying that your little junior sister is pregnant with a ghost fetus? That's really serious!"
Although he is not as proficient in ghost arts as the people in Nangongyuan, he also knows the theory of ghost fetuses.
When I was a child, someone mentioned that a girl living in the mountains gave birth to a child before she got married, and the child lived on chicken blood all day long. His face was gloomy, and he looked half human and half ghost.
People said it was a monster's child!
But for a baby as cute and smart as Xiao Meow, it’s really hard to tell that he’s a ghost fetus.
Qu Luo puzzled for a while, seemed to have remembered something, and smiled mischievously, looking very cunning: "I heard that someone in the hall today even gave up the concubine that was given to him for ten boxes of gold. Hey, it seems In the eyes of little junior sister, money is still more important than people!"
Beiming Liancheng was still smiling, elegantly as if he didn't listen to him at all.
Hey, you're not angry even if you say this. Qu Luo curled his thin lips in a bored manner, and then laughed playfully: "However, it seems that there are people more important than money in her heart, such as Murong Shaofeng, His Highness the Seventh Prince, do you remember?"
Beiming Liancheng played with the jade ring between his black gloves calmly, with no emotion on his handsome, devilish face.
Qu Luo leaned forward: "This is the first time I have seen His Highness so interested in a woman. Could it be that he is tempted?"
"Ha." Beiming Liancheng chuckled, and his golden eyes showed the innate unruliness and a slight...self-deprecation: "I have no heart at all."
Tempting?
That's a stupid thing that only you humans would do...
Qu Luo thought about it carefully and realized that the man in front of him really didn't have any emotions. He probably wanted to tease Nangong Baiye just because his junior sister's plot was serious...