With Ouyang Xiu's words, "You are willing to accept defeat, can't you afford to lose?"...those noble ladies did not dare to trouble her.
"Thank you."
Dongfang Lian whispered, sincerely, "But there is no need for you to provoke His Highness the Eighth Prince for me..."
I'm afraid that demon will also hate Ouyang Xiu. Long Qisheng loves to hold grudges, and those who are grudged by him will be punished miserably by him in the end.
"Xiu, I just can't bear it..." A simple sentence that perfectly explained what he was feeling just now.
Yes, he has always been elegant and not nosy.
But seeing this woman dealing with the extremely difficult Eighth Prince Long Qisheng alone, even her family members refused to come to help. Instead, they stood aside and watched the fun, as if waiting for her to be embarrassed. Why would he...
Can't bear it?
Especially after seeing her deal with the Eighth Prince with her own wit, Long Qisheng couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't help but stand up. When he realized what he had done,
He had already offended Long Qisheng.
"The Seventh Prince has arrived..."
A high-pitched scream from the eunuch interrupted the conversation between Dongfang Lian and Ouyang Xiu.
I saw the luxurious carriage of the Seventh Prince Long Qijin slowly approaching.
If we want to say who has the right to drive the chariot in this imperial garden, it is Long Qijin and Long Qihao.
The two brothers joined forces last year, divided their forces into two groups, surrounded and eliminated a group of extremely vicious bandits, and restored peace and tranquility to more than a dozen continents. The people praised them. In order to reward them, the emperor specially awarded the sixth prince and the seventh prince.
The right to drive in the womb.
Seeing the luxurious carriage slowly approaching, Dongfang Lian felt a little like a world away...
It was as if I had returned to my previous life.
When she first met Long Qijin, he came in a luxurious carriage. The boy opened the door and he stepped out of the luxurious carriage. He wore a golden crown high on his head, dressed in a soaring cloud brocade robe, and a precious jade belt tied around his waist.
With his dazzling facial features and elegant steps, he walked step by step on the road paved with stones, and his whole person was like clouds moving under the brush...
This is how he walks in her heart.
Then all the events of her past life tumbled through her mind one after another... those heart-stirring, falling in love, getting married, lingering, fighting for the throne, she had devoted all her energy to him, and then his ascension to the throne... the cold palace, his disbelief, accusations...
Finally, death...
When Dongfang Lian felt a sting and came to his senses, he found tears falling again at some point.
She quickly wiped away her tears.
Laughing at her own weakness, she felt that she should welcome Long Qijin's arrival with a smile.
They finally met each other. They were destined to meet each other a long time ago. From this moment on, everything that happened in the previous life will never happen again.
History will only move forward according to her plan, and will never allow Long Qijin to ascend to the throne of God as he wishes.
"Miss Dongfang?"
Ouyang Xiu, who was standing next to him, saw Dongfang Lian's reaction and frowned, a little confused:
"You... know the Seventh Prince?"
This is how Eastern Love made him feel. It seemed that there was a deep...intersection between the Seventh Prince.
"do not know."
Dongfang Lian's voice was slightly cold.
"Oh, then..." Unable to find any words, Ouyang Xiu decided to shut up and not speak.
One after another, more noble masters came, Concubine An, Concubine Ning, Concubine Kang, Concubine Hua, Concubine Fang...