Chapter 1 Qingge Don't Break the Heart

"The red dust is like an empty and illusory land, and the sky is in charge. The fate is shallow and deep, but the green tomb is like a water and moon mirror flower, a dream of vicissitudes, and the love is light and strong, happy and sad." He leaned slightly, his eyes fell on the elegant words on the bookcase, and whispered, a subtle and erratic slowly immersed in his heart.

Man Yao hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, elegantly put the pen in her hand, and called softly.

Xia Houchen hugged her and stood up: "The words written by Manyiao are pleasing to the eyes, and these two sentences have a delicate interest."

A pair of eyes flashed with disappointment and leaned on his broad chest: "The prince praised it. I'm ashamed to take it. These two sentences are not my question. I accidentally heard Mrs. Yuan chanting these two sentences and took some thought to write them down."

He did not delve into these two sentences, but absorbed the light elegance of her, felt comfortable and comfortable, and whispered, "I like the light fragrance on your body very much. Only you in the world can set off such a pleasant fragrance and intoxicating fragrance!"

The lips are cold and covered.

She slowly closed her eyes, and his gentleness was like a needle, tinging her heart. She wanted to leave the idea of breaking into her heart, but she couldn't get rid of it.

He has never been infatuated with the fragrance of her body. Today, with the exception, her heart is bitter. She uses the fragrance of water Luo, which she loves. She said to herself: Do you like the quiet and elegant aroma, or do you use this fragrance to miss the taste of Yin Panxuan's body and make you intoxicated?

There seemed to be something tempting about him. He wanted to possess it more enthusiastically and swallow the lingering fragrance to pass his gentle breath, which became more and more intense.

Crazy, crazy, she finally couldn't stand it and moaned.

His body stagnated, stopped his breath, left his raging lips, and the inexplicable emptiness swept over. He folded his body and hurried away, leaving only one sentence: "Have a good rest!"

Man Yao held the chair and sat down with a smile. He was sure that he didn't intend to think of himself as Yin Pianxuan. He was fascinated by the fragrance of his body, the enchanting fragrance of Yin Pianxuan.

For more than a month, the royal palace was so quiet that no one dared to mention that name, and the red house quietly disappeared.

He likes to listen to her stroke the piano as usual, and listens quietly with his eyes closed. He can't find a strange expression on his face, but occasionally secretly looks at him, which can dig out the loneliness in his eyes. He never interrupted or stopped. She followed him until one day she found that she was exhausted. She no longer stroked the piano, and he no longer opened his mouth to let her play the piano.

He took turns to go to several wives' residence every few days, but he always returned to Mingqingyuan in the middle of the night. No one complained. Compared with Yin Pianxuan's stay at night and night, this result made them happier. Xi Yujiao and He Yurong even thought of a way to please him. He smiled lightly and did not praise or refuse.

Wen Jiyao will leisurely go to the royal palace to drink with him every four or five days. The two often drink quietly in Cuijing Garden and seem to talk about trivial things, but she can guess that although Wen Jiyao is his best friend, she will not mention the past in front of him.

Man Yao sighed faintly. It became more and more difficult for him to think about it. Some of the servants in the house seemed to be used to it. One day, they got Cheng Fu's words. They knew that he had always been like this, but only after the red hit the house, he was angry, and he roared, and he was changeable.

So, she found a fact that made her sad, perhaps the fact that he didn't even understand now, which was repeatedly ignored by him and ignored by himself.

She couldn't help thinking, has Lin Wan also discovered his heart and already discovered his heart?

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"Madam!" Cheng Fu nearly saluted.

Lin Wan raised her eyes slightly and tapped her head: "Chief Cheng, what's the matter?"

Cheng Fu shook his head and sighed, "Madam, it's not appropriate for small people to buy some cloth these days!"

She took the pen and ink of the table and asked softly, "Mr. Cheng, what's wrong with the royal palace has always bought silk in the brocade and satin village?"

Cheng Fu wiped his cold sweat: "Madam, the brocade and satin village refused to take out the cloth. It has been like this again and again. The little one went there in person and again and again stated his identity. The clerk of the brocade satin village said that it was because it was from the royal palace that it was not sold!"

Lin Wan frowned and took a soft breath: "Have you ever inquired about the reason? Have we ever owed them money for the goods?

He waved his hand urgently: "Madam, we have never been in arrears. The little knocked sideways and learned that it was the order issued by the big owner of the brocade satin village. The little one was puzzled and took some twists and turns. He set up a table to invite the shopkeeper of the satin village. When he was drunk, the shopkeeper said the reason!"

Lin Wan smiled and said, "As the reason is known, Director Cheng has made a decision!"

"Madam--" Cheng Fu called helplessly: "Little powerless."

She looked at him doubtfully and saw his solemn face. She asked, "Why doesn't the satin village sell cloth to the king's palace?"

Cheng Fu sighed, "Madam, the big owner of Satin Village is the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Lin Wan was stunned for a moment: "Second son?!"

He definitely nodded: "The shopkeeper said that it was the second son who gave the order that all the goods in the silk village, no matter how noble or cheap, will never be sold to the king's mansion!"

Lin Wan nodded with an understanding. When Yin Pian was in the royal palace before, her clothes were all handled by Yin Xiaoting, and they were all specially made by the brocade silk and satin, which must be the reason. Now, the silk and satin village refuses to sell cloth to the king's mansion must also be because of her.

"General Manager Cheng, just leave this matter to me. Don't mention it to others, especially the prince, do you understand?"

"Little understanding, Mrs. Xie Shu!"

Lin Wan waved back Cheng Fu and pondered. According to this, Yin Xiaoting must be angry with her, so she was in a dilemma with the Prince's Mansion. In this way, it was not a small problem. Thinking about it, she directly called Yaner out of the royal palace and went to the warm incense hall.

"Mrs. Shu?!" Mei Xiang greeted him.

She exclaimed, "Mei Xiang, why are you here? Is the princess back?"

"Madam, when the princess left Kyoto, she returned the maidservant free to let the maidservant join her relatives. Later, there was no way. It was the second son who took me in!"

The joy in her heart fell in the air and sighed secretly. She followed Mei Xiang into the hall and sat with Xie Ling. After a moment of greeting, she asked gently, "Do you know where they have gone? When will you go back to Kyoto?

Xie Ling shook her head slightly.

Lin Wan became suspicious and frowned and asked, "Have they really left Luo Jing?"

She smiled and said, "Why don't you believe the fact that they left like His Royal Highness?" They did leave Kyoto. It is undecided where they will go and when they will return.

"I just think it's strange!" Lin Wan smiled and said, "The second son has always loved the princess very much, but now the princess has left Kyoto and has not accompanied her."

"She is no longer a princess!" Xie Ling quickly clarified her identity.

Lin Wan pestleed for a moment and said sincerely, "Can you ask the second son to show mercy?"

Xie Ling said with a smile, "I never ask about him!"

She sighed faintly: "It's really difficult to judge the princess's matter. The prince has always been thinking of picking up the princess back home. Unfortunately, it's a little late."

"Mrs. Shu, there is no need to be more entangled in the past. It is useless to say more. However, today, Mrs. Shu came specially and told him what she meant. Maybe he would be less persistent in his wife's care for Pianxuan.

Lin Wan nodded, had some bottom in her heart, thanked again and again, secretly hoping to smooth out the matter.