It can be seen that she is really favored by the King of Southern Xinjiang.
At this moment, Miao Yin was sitting lazily in front of the dressing mirror with lotus flowers carved from rosewood and pear wood, looking at Yin Luzhu with a half-smile.
"What are you doing here? You should know that I don't want to see you."
Yin Luzhu casually found a suitable place to sit down and crossed his legs casually.
Seeing her like this, Mu Yin couldn't help but sneered, "You are really unruly. I don't know what the prince likes in you?"
Today, Yin Luzhu is wearing a long purple cage gauze dress, with white gradually dyed beads on half of her arms. Her hair is loosely pulled into a fairy bun, with a few strands of rice beads hanging on her chest. There are not many beads on her head, only a white flower.
A big peony with yellow buds is tied up in a slanted bun, with a hairpin dotted with green pearls and long tassels, which hangs down to her chest. There are rice beads dotted between her eyebrows, her face is like a hibiscus, and her red lips are dripping, revealing a look that transcends her age.
Merry.
"Ha!" Mu Yin snorted coldly and looked away with some boredom.
Probably, it was this appearance that attracted the prince.
Men in this world are all the same, they only have beauty in their eyes.
Even people like the Crown Prince are not exempt from vulgarity.
It's just that this woman is really rude.
"I don't know where I offended my concubine, and she wanted to get rid of me."
In the silence, Yin Luzhu's voice suddenly sounded.
Miao Yin snorted coldly. She was about to speak when she heard Yin Luzhu say: "I specially cooked a bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup for the concubine as my apology. I hope that I can get along well with the concubine in the future. The prince and I,
Everyone will respect you."
The word "filial piety" made Miao Yin's face even more ugly.
This was a thorn in her heart. It was clear that the prince had liked her before, and they were in love with each other!
Thinking of the past, Mu Yin felt as if there was a fire burning slowly in his chest, and he wished he could burn everything up until he died.
"|Concubine, you are not pregnant, are you?"
Yin Luzhu's voice sounded coolly in the room.
"..." The expression on Mu Yin's face suddenly froze at this moment.
She looked at Yin Luzhu fiercely, "What are you talking about?"
"The doctor next to me named Ji Yanchen is the most famous doctor in the world. He told me that the concubine had taken infertility drugs and would have difficulty getting pregnant in her lifetime."
As she said that, her teasing eyes fell on her abdomen, "I'm confused, so, what is in the concubine's belly? Is she really pregnant?"
As if he didn't notice Miao Yin's ugly and ferocious appearance, Yin Luzhu continued to press forward step by step.
"Concubine, you said that if the prince knew that you were not pregnant and instead fooled him, what would happen to the concubine? Hahaha..."
Mu Yin squeezed her hands tightly, her nails digging deeply into her palms, but she tried hard to smile.
"In the future, if Wan Niang needs me for anything, just ask."
"Then I would like to thank the concubine."
After saying this, Yin Luzhu stood up and walked out.
As soon as her front foot left, Mu Yin shook all the items on the table to the ground in a rage, "Stupid woman, I will make her pay for her arrogance tonight!"
Dare to threaten her!
You are just a pariah, you think you can fly up a branch and become a phoenix if you climb up to the throne. How naive!
How could the prince fall in love with such a person?
Miao Yin gently raised his chin, his eyes cold and stern.
After tomorrow, this person will no longer exist in southern Xinjiang.