Fall In Love With A Substitute

Outside the towering imperial city, ten miles of red makeup.

The marriage of the prince prince, although the time is rush, it is also paving the way with red silk, and the ceremonial guard clears the way.

The prestige of the family army is extremely high. The old general is married to the only daughter, and the son Lang guards the bitter cold land, and the generals send his son Lang to marry him. All riding big horses with great power and power.

Walking slowly along the way, the emperor's subjects gathered along the way. Seeing that the old general was married to the daughter, or the prince who was known as the prince of the dynasty, they bowed down to the ground and congratulated them.

The gongs and drums are noisy outside, the horses' hoofs are stomping, and the inside is covered with gold and red cars.

She wears a black dress with big sleeves and gold rims, her skin is frosty and Saixue, her face is like a spring flower, her face is as bright as a peach and plum, and her lips are naturally smiling.

But after opening his eyes, there was a bit of cold star in his eyes.

Faintly floating outside to play in the Da Le ensemble, it should be outside the Chengtian Gate.

The chariot stopped.

Then the man said loudly: "My emperor's brother welcomes him, and the prince concubine is pleased."

Fengjia can only send her so far.

Feng Yuexian raised her eyebrows coldly and got out of the car in accordance with the ritual system. Outside is the only prince who can stand up in Dali today, the second prince Song Qu.

Song Qu had a handsome face and a dress of the same color. Seeing Fengyuexian came with makeup, she was gorgeous and heart-wrenched. He forgot the etiquette and reached out to her:

"Prince Princess, I—"

Feng Yuexian raised his head and walked forward, and walked past him, flicking his **** sleeves back, and knocking Song Qu's hand off fiercely, without even giving him one from the corner of his eye.

Song Qu's face instantly darkened.

The officials who greeted him personally did not dare to say the least, pretending to be ignorant, but said in their hearts that the Feng family is really powerful, and even the second prince's face is not given.

The prince was weak, and the second prince was in power in the middle of the court.

But Feng Yuexian became the princess, and maybe in the future--

As soon as this marriage is completed, the situation in North Korea and China...I am afraid that it will change accordingly.

Although it was the prince's wedding, the East Palace was not popular, nor happy, and extremely depressed. Even the red lanterns and red silks that can be seen everywhere are lingering with the taste of decline.

Song Pianzhen followed Xueqing to the West Hall. Outside the gate of the West Hall stood two people who looked like guards who were extremely silent. Only when they saw Xueqing did they let go.

Song Pianzhen sat on the pinewood carved stool in front of the mirror, and saw Xueqing open a red sandalwood box and began to mix things up.

She glanced, but she couldn't recognize it, so she didn't look at it. She pretended to be sleepy, yawned with tears, closed her eyes, and immediately began to receive messages.

Now it is the eighth year of Yuanchen, the imperial power of Li Kingdom is turbulent, Song Pianju's identity is the only princess of Li Kingdom, and Prince Song Yu is the twin of dragon and phoenix, born under the knees of the first queen.

The emperor was faint and incompetent, with soft ears, and his blind brother Chu Wang. The ambition of the king of Chu’s wolf son was to first plot to poison the queen, causing the princess to be congenital and ill since her mother’s womb. After half a year of lingering illness, the queen gave up and left.

The ancestor of the General Zhen Guo's mansion was the founder of the country, and he has guarded the gates of the country for generations. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the **** of the sea. Under the instigation of the king of Chu, the emperor feared the general mansion and forced the old general to disarm and raise him. He was killed by the king of Chu and suffered a stroke in bed.

The old general's spirit diminished, but the protagonist Feng Yuexian had a deep scheming and outstanding wrists, drawing in to consolidate the forces in the army, such as another wolf, tiger, and leopard hiding in the bush, waiting for an opportunity.

The prince was physically weak, and he supported the prison and handled government affairs. The king of Chu looked at him, he was restrained everywhere, and he had more than his heart.

Ten years ago, despite the impediments of the court, the prince insisted on accepting the concubine of the general's house of Zhenguo to make Yuexian a concubine, but did not want to run out of oil on the day of marriage.

In the original course of development, after the prince died of illness, the princess was captured to replace her, but she failed to gain Feng Yuexian's trust, and suspicions between the two sides grew.

A series of changes in the harem of the previous dynasty will not be repeated. In short, the two people did not form a team, and the degree of cooperation was basically 0. It was Feng Yuexian who carried the audience alone, strategizing, and the King of Chu was defeated.

Everyone thought that even if Dali did not change his surname from then on, the emperor would have come out of Fengyuexian’s knees, but she helped her next emperor heir Song Ziyi ascend to the throne, and deliberately avoided her brother-in-law. Since then, loyal minister The name returned to the general's mansion.

However, Song Ziyi's ambition and height grew rapidly together. At the beginning of his growth, he was afraid of closing his family. Feng Yuexian had a feeling of raising him, and he was not aware of it for a while, which was poisoned by Song Ziyi.

After Song Ziyi conspired to murder Feng Yuexian, he immediately burned the general mansion of Zhenguo, eliminating his confidant troubles.

However, he had the ability to do the black hand and did not have the ability to take over, so that the people's anger was everywhere, the king caused chaos, Dali was torn apart, and was caught in continuous wars.

"The Dali Dynasty is not exhausted. Your task is to preserve the royal bloodline and stabilize the imperial power."

"More detailed information has been transmitted to you to open the auxiliary function for you. Special reminder, to help you achieve the disguise effect, after disguise, your voice can be switched to a male voice."

"Ok."

Song Pianzhen quickly went through the plot in her heart and found what she needed most at the moment——

First of all, it is whether Donggong is absolutely safe as Song Yu said.

Secondly, she is about to meet Feng Yuexian, but she doesn't know how she is with her. This is crucial to whether she can successfully form an alliance with Feng's family.

As a result of the first question, she had thoughts after reading it.

second question……

The princess is simple and simple, but she has two or three close friends. Among them, Princess Qingling once said outside that the princess did not like swords, guns and sticks since she was a child, and repeatedly accused Feng Yuexian of being unruly.

When he learned that Feng Yuexian was going to become the prince's concubine, he was so shocked that he didn't come up in a sigh of relief. He almost fainted. After waking up, he shed tears for the imperial brother's grievance.

The news spread through the mouth of the Qingling Princess.

Song Pianzhen: "..."

No wonder it didn't form an alliance. With Yuexian's temperament, it would be nice to have no enemies.

Although the prince’s wedding is a major event in the country, the prince’s situation can no longer support the complicated etiquette and etiquette is not a good manner.

Especially on the day of marriage, the prince was too sick to sleep, so he had to let his brother Song Qu welcome him. At this time, Song Pianqin was pretending to be the prince, and he only had to wait in the East Palace.

Xue Qing deserves to be from a dark guard, she is superb with one hand, and she doesn't know how to do it. There is no longer Song Pianqi's tenderness between her eyebrows and Song Yu's toughness and gentleness.

Thinking of Song Yu, who would never see again when they first met, Song Pianzhen inevitably sighed softly.

Xue Qing said, "Why is the princess dissatisfied?"

"Nothing, let's go and go to the main hall."

Xue Qing suddenly widened her eyes: "Princess, your voice—" It was the same as the voice of the Prince!

Song Pianxiu smiled slightly, carrying some of her daughter's melancholy, and suddenly made this indistinguishable face become more feminine, but her voice was still male:

"Brother Emperor is busy with government affairs. I rarely see him in this palace, so he can talk to him as soon as he has nothing to do, and he has learned a lot of things."

Xueqing's eyes lit up: "What a surprise! In this way, the clothes are seamless."

Song Pianzhen took Xueqing back to the main hall and met Xu Jing. After Xu Jing learned about it, he was also very pleasantly surprised. He said that the sky has eyes and must be arranged by himself.

Song Pianzhen does not refute, but first asks:

"Where is the emperor brother?"

"I have been sent out of the palace from the secret road. The Prime Minister Zuo will send someone to respond, and he will be able to bury the prince." Xu Jing said with a sad expression. As the prince of the first time, he has fallen to this point.

The first queen came from the family of Prime Minister Zuo, and the residence of Prime Minister Zuo was the family of the prince and the original body.

Song Pianzhen nodded with confidence. She had already learned this part from the system, and she asked for ulterior motives.

"Secret Road? How can I not know?"

"This is the Imperial Palace Mixin, and it is also in your palace, the princess."

"Someone is in the secret path at this time?"

"It will take a while for 80% to come back--" Xu Jingzheng said, three or five figures came back from the outside, and the people behind them were stable underfoot, and they should be from a dark guard.

The most prominence was wearing an official eunuch's uniform, his eyes were very clever, and he turned around Song Pianju first before kowtowing:

"My princess, everything is done."

"Very good." Xu Jing sighed, "Well, go down and call people back on duty."

"Yes."

"Wait." Song Pianyu stopped and said slowly, "Who is this? Why haven't we seen it in the palace?"

The female voice she used when she said this.

Xu Jing didn't think much about it, thinking that the princess was disguised as uncomfortable, and there were all cronies in the hall, he said bluntly:

"The one who is not a weapon is Xu Li, the apprentice of the minion, and the rest are guards."

Xu Li immediately nodded and bowed, "The villain is humble, how can the princess remember him?"

The apprentice of the old **** in the palace was basically a godson, and Xu Jing trusted him.

Song Pianyu nodded lightly: "You are interesting to talk. Stay and wait in the palace and spend time with the palace."

"Oh, I can get the princess' praise, but he has cultivated his blessings for several lifetimes." Xu Jing said immediately.

Xu Li hesitated in his heart, but didn't dare to refuse it on the face, and immediately acted overjoyed and said something funny.

Afterwards, all the secret guards of the East Palace disappeared, and the ordinary palace attendants and the prince's guards began to walk around the palace. Since Song Pianzhen could pretend to have such a similar voice, in order to prevent Fengyue from being suspicious, he asked the palace attendant to enter the main hall to serve.

Xu Jing thought carefully. The original canopy bed was replaced by a reason, and he found a mahogany canopy bed with a vine-like pattern from the warehouse again.

Xu Li took the initiative to ask Ying to take someone to do this, but was stopped by Song Pianju, neither soft nor hard, and could not make a move in the East Palace.

He was slightly suspicious.

Did this princess discover a heresy?

But how could it be, he immediately denied that the princess was afraid that he had never noticed a small figure of him, let alone saw that he was silly.

He just wants to send out the news quickly now--

The crown prince is dead, the princess tops the bag, and the secret path in the palace, as long as these pieces of news are passed out, why not worry about the great cause of the Lord!

When Feng Yuexian came to the East Palace, he saw the prince half leaning on the bed with a soft pillow under his waist.

The red candle is reflected.

A palace attendant was kneeling and sitting at the end of the bed, gently hammering his legs with a jade hammer. Next to him stood a small eunuch, and Xu Jing, the father-in-law who never left the prince.

The prince wore a snow-colored shirt, but his complexion was even whiter than his clothes, and his lips and the ends of his eyes looked particularly bright red.

This is an extremely beautiful face.

The royal family can see this face.

The palace attendants surrounded by Feng Yuexian were stopped outside the East Palace. Those were not the people she brought, and she didn't care, and walked in alone.

The feet are extremely stable, and the skirt is not messy.

At this moment, when she saw her future husband, she first looked it up, then bowed her knees, and bowed meticulously with a cold voice:

"Prince Wanfu."

"Free."

Song Pianzhen stared at the people below, Feng Yuexian's etiquette made people unable to make mistakes, but at the same time, Song Pianzhen could also tell from her attitude that she didn't care.

She just didn't let people make mistakes.

Also, who can almost subvert a dynasty, is it willing to whisper?

Xu Jing brought a few people to salute:

"The crown prince is lucky."

"Get up."

Xu Jing got up and smiled to speak for the prince, just to tell Feng Yuexian that the prince was not in good shape, and the night was already late, so please go to the side hall to rest first——

Even if they want to form an alliance, Feng Yuexian can't let Feng Yuexian discover that this is a fake prince.

As for more, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

What the princess had to do was to make Feng Yuexian feel that the prince was still there, and for the rest, he didn't expect the princess to meet, he had his own ministers to help.

But before Xu Jing spoke, he heard the humane on the couch:

"You go down first."

"This……"

Xu Jing subconsciously wanted to persuade the princess, but seeing Feng Yuexian eyes looking at him like lacquer, those wonderful eyes seemed to be able to see through his hesitation, he couldn't help but shudder, not daring to show his feet:

"Yes, Prince."

Song Pianxiu's eyes flowed to Xu Li, stayed for a moment like a dragonfly, then moved away, smiling:

"You are very old, so take a break earlier. Xueqing and Xu Li are waiting outside for my instructions."

"The minion retires."

After the three people walked back with the palace attendants all the time, Xu Jing closed the door, and Feng Yuexian's eyes stopped on Song Pianqi's face.

Her gaze easily made people feel oppressed, she said lightly:

"The prince really treats his subordinates very well, he is a meticulous person."

"Being on a sick bed for a long time, I have to cultivate a little temperament, which makes you laugh."

Feng Yuexian said: "Yuexian dare not."

"You are already a princess, you don't have to see it like this." Song Pian said, she stopped, panting for breath, and continued, "If we say that we are in the palace now, our relationship is the strongest."

The waist of the person on the bed was so thin that it would break at a single break, and the crow's green hair fell loose, and the tail of the hair curled around the waist. The face was only palm-sized, and it looked like a cat when panting.

The appearance of the prince is indeed indistinguishable from male and female, but when will she feel so strange in her heart.

Feng Yuexian curled her eyebrows calmly, her face as usual: "Where do you start?"

The tone is still not too concerned.

"Father is sick and can't afford to be sick, King Chu makes trouble. I don't know how many people in the palace are the hidden thread he buried." Song Pian said bluntly, venting a wry smile, "But you and I will never stand with King Chu. "

She represents the current imperial power, and Feng Yuexian is a loyal minister.

Feng Yuexian raised her beautiful eyebrows, and looked at the other party again. She didn't seem to expect that the prince would speak so bluntly, but she was a little bit confidant.

"The prince was joking. You are the king and Yuexian is the courtier. The relationship is strong and unbreakable."

"There is something true or false, you know, and I know." Song Pian smiled, "have you already got the news?"

"What?" Feng Yuexian did not leak.

"The prince's condition got worse, and half a decade ago he was too sick to sleep on the couch." Song Pian breathed a sigh of relief, "How can you hide things in the palace?"

"Otherwise, you would never marry in." She finally said, sitting on the couch, looking at Feng Yuexian standing in front of the temple.

Feng Yuexian's gaze was certain, and Hanmang was a bit heavier.

Song Pianzhen couldn't avoid it, Qiu Shui cut her pupils, glowing with water.

Feng Yuexian smiled swiftly, the color was like a Fangfei, but his eyes showed the vigilance of the predator, the look of the prey about to run away:

"So-who are you?"

"You can have such a similar face to the prince, do you have a conclusion in your heart?" Song Pianzhen said with a shallow smile.

Feng Yuexian sneered: "There is a candidate, but I have heard that that person is extremely unbearable. It is not the same as what I have seen today."

"..."

Song Pianzhen was almost scolded by pointing her nose, "The princess is a little stupid." Even if she was not the original, she was unavoidable at this time.

She pursed her blushing lips, raised her hand to lift the quilt, and said after getting off the bed.

It would be impolite to talk to people in bed. If Xu Jing and the others insisted that she pretend to be the prince to the end, she would not get out of bed.

"Lie down." Feng Yuexian said suddenly, stopping her movement.

She walked closer, stood in front of the bed, looked down, her eyes circled on her petite figure:

"I heard that the princess's body is no better than the prince. On the wedding night-don't faint."

Song Pianyu paused in silence.

"It's true, if it were not for the case, the emperor would not..."

"Where is the prince." Feng Yuexian asked, but his tone was not questionable.

If the prince is good, with his gentleness, he will never push his sister up.

With Feng Yuexian's wit, how could it be impossible to guess.

"It's good enough to be sent out of the palace." Song Pian flicked his eyelashes and replied softly.

From Feng Yuexian's perspective, she can only see her hair like a feather of a crow, flowing down from her round shoulders, making her appear thinner and lonely and helpless.

She raised her hand and pressed her eyebrows, and said to break the peace:

"The prince has worked hard for half his life, and he can rest."

Song Pian slapped her head to look at her, slapped her face with a small face, crow feathers falling behind her head, her neck was white and snow-white, and her delicate collarbone contained two small depressions of spring water.

"Brother Emperor has gone, so let me inherit my last wish, and Mochizuki helps me save Dali."

"The princess is serious." Feng Yuexian said quietly.

She took two steps back, glanced over the shaking red candle, and raised her head:

"Feng Jia is just an ordinary prince who has gone to office. My father is old, and my brother only knows to guard the border and cannot afford this important task."

"There is still a month of leisure."

Feng Yuexian smiled, there is really a bit of idleness, but the cold light in her eyes has not dissipated, and she only shirks without sincerity:

"I am married as a married woman. Since then, I am a royal woman. How can I be a family member."

"If I say that I marry a husband, the princess is not my husband, and I can't obey you."

She glanced at Song Pianjue and teased her, "It's the princess, you have to call me the emperor's wife."

This person is really difficult to deal with. Song Pianjue leaned against the Jinxiu Luo pillow, leaning against the Jinxiu Luo pillow, and smiled afterwards.

"They all say that the elder sister is like a mother—"

"I'm afraid Yuexian, you are too young to bear such a heavy responsibility."

Feng Yuexian looked at Song Pianju's eyes with an expression on her face.

The two looked at each other again and refused to give up.

Song Pianzhen said: "Now I am destined to hold the name of the emperor brother and occupy his seat. He is not here, this prince's seat."

Song Pianzhen clicked on the quilt: "This East Palace."

Pointing to the sky again: "Even this world will fall into the hands of others."

"You don't want to see that situation either."

Feng Yuexian's eyes darkened slightly: "Who is the other person? Song Qu?"

Song Pianzhen shook his head.

Feng Yuexian's eyes were deeper, and her lips curled up and said: "If this is the case, it is better to seal the house for me, so that Dali will be peaceful and peaceful.

Song Pianzhen wanted to sigh again.

Feng Yuexian suspected that she was too sick and was still testing her.

"It's King Chu."

"The king of Chu also has his surname Song after all, and your Song family is fighting, and I can make a profit by closing the house."

Song Pianyu said leisurely: "Yuexian forgot. You have been married as a married woman. Since then, you are a royal woman. How can it be a family member?"

He actually returned Feng Yuexian's words to her intact.

"..."

Feng Yuexian was blocked for a while, and Song Pianzhen finally let out a sigh of relief.

But a momentary verbal contest of winning or losing could not solve the problem, and the royal family declined. In the final analysis, it was asking others to do something.

It's just like the boss's previous operation, he scolded the employees who were the best performers and demoted them.

Now I want to make people shed tears and sweat with a few words. If they weren't very loyal to the company, they would have fired their boss.

Fortunately, the family is full of integrity.

Even if Feng Yuexian looked at her back, she had loyalty in her heart.

Nowadays, if you want employees to like the company again, the boss can't stand up.

Song Pian stepped off the bed. Seeing Feng Yuexian's eyes moved slightly, she seemed to be extremely concerned about herself, and she felt stronger in her heart.

It seemed that Feng Yuexian was more loyal than she had estimated, and she was also worried that she would have dissed her original body.

Song Pian stood curly and dazzlingly white.

She bowed to each other and bowed. After seeing Feng Yuexian's feet move slightly, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and she nailed herself to the spot again, and received the gift.

Just be willing to accept.

Song Pian's heart loosened slightly, maintaining the posture of squatting and restoring the original sound:

"If there was something wrong in the past, Pianju will apologize here, because I didn't know anything when I was young."

"From now on, Mochizuki will help me and Dali."

The voice is also very soft like a cat cry.

Feng Yuexian lost consciousness for a moment, and quickly reacted.

With a few derogations, he was treated as a princess in Beijing, the princess who was aloof, lowered his noble head to himself at this time.

Jin Zhiyuye hung down his slender waist, and folded his body proudly towards him.

She can even see her small hair spin.

——But is that enough.

Feng Yuexian is never someone who can impress with a few words.

"You don't have to be like this—"

The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, and the people in front of him suddenly shook, and then fell down like an unstable center of gravity, as if Yangliu was blown away from her graceful posture.

Feng Yuexian stretched out his arms and hooked, holding the person in his arms, holding her halfway to stabilize her figure.

She frowned, what's going on.

But then, the body precedes the reason, and she feels the soft body under the coat.

A thin layer of clothing is useless, but if there is a seemingly unobstructed layer, the warmth on that end is quietly transmitted, ashamed and timid.

It was obvious that her body temperature was higher, but she retracted her hand like being scalded.

Fortunately, Song Pianzhen had already stood firm.

"I'm not well..."

Song Pianzhen was unable to apologize because of his original physical condition, but instead owed a little favor at Feng Yuexian, feeling helpless, even dumbfounding.

"Thank you."

Feng Yuexian said coldly: "If you don't have a good body, you should do less of this kind of thing, which will cause trouble to others."

Song Pian pressed her lips and nodded.

Seeing her so obediently and obediently, Feng Yuexian stopped talking back or preaching, instead of feeling very energetic in her heart.

She feels that she has a bad mind today.