The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Although he received the blessing, the filial prince did not change him because of the blessing, and he remained indifferent, so his treatment in the filial prince's palace was not good either. This three sons seems to be a person who is easy to forget. After that incident, people soon gradually forgot the three sons, only know the little prince of the filial princess Wangfu, five years now, because this time He wanted to marry Yun Wangfu and he was remembered again.

"Cough..." There were two soft coughs in the room suddenly.

Yun Qingyue stopped her thoughts and turned to look at the main house. The lattice window of the veil was covered with a thick layer of dust, and she could hardly see the movement in the house. The cough seemed to suppress something, and it was a little uncomfortable. She listened quietly for a moment, but the cough still stopped. She blinked slightly, and suddenly let the bird out of her hand, flicked her toes lightly, and floated down. Guishu did not enter through the window, but directly stepped up to the door and reached out and pushed the door open.

As she pushed open the door, the cough suddenly stopped, and she continued to cough again, only slightly softer.

Yun Qianyue did not rush in, but leaned her body against the door frame and looked into the room through the bead curtain. I saw that the inside of the house was clean and dust-free, and the doors and windows were not as ruined and dusty as they were seen outside. Although the tables and chairs are not good materials, they are also intact and clean. A young man sat on the back of the window with his back on his back, looking out of the window, and his eyes were exactly where the laurel tree was. Looking at the house from the outside, there is too much dust and no trace of it, but looking at the outside from the inside, you can see a vague idea. She did not speak, but looked at the man, listening to his soft cough.

The man did not turn his head and kept coughing. After about half a scent of incense, he finally stopped coughing and said quietly, "I know today that I am coming to be a guest! Ms. Asagi is distinguished and has set foot in a dusty place , Not afraid of the dust staining the clothes?"

Yun Qingyue suddenly smiled, "I'm not afraid of dyeing my clothes, I'm afraid that San Gongzi won't welcome me!"

"It's not welcome! Ms. Asaoka please, please!" The three sons still didn't look back, the tone was a tone from beginning to end.

"My person has always been thick-skinned, and my favorite is to have a hot face to stick to someone's cold ass. The three sons are not welcome and are afraid that it won't work. Since they're here, they can't go in vain?" Yun Qianyue suddenly stepped up. She walked in, and as she walked in, the open door was closed with a light wave of her hand. She stood three feet behind the man and smiled: "The visitor is a guest, and the three sons give me a back. This is not Hospitality!"

"The filial prince never taught me how to treat guests, and Miss Qingyue seems not to be a guest. Where did a guest break into the room without the permission of the host?" San Gongzi still didn't look back and said softly: "Miss Qianyue Is it the wrong place? This is the Prince's House of Filial Piety, but it is not the Zizhuyuan of the Royal Prince's Mansion! I am a person with no surname, but not Jing Shizi. Miss Qingyue must be clear!"

"I can distinguish clearly if I go right!" Yun Qianyue's eyes fell on San Gongzi's spine, and suddenly he shot at him, and San Gong's motionless, she narrowed her eyes slightly, her palms kept on, and she slapped her palm. On the back of his spine, the three sons suddenly spit out a large amount of blood and fell to the ground.

Yun Qianyue withdrew her palms, gently swept her sleeves, and supported him. She glanced at a piece of blood on the ground, the blood color was purple, and her face changed, "Poison of purple grass!"

Suddenly, San Gongzi turned to look at Yun Qiangyue, and a face was exposed in front of her.

Yun Qingyue was instantly shaken by San Gongzi's face and suddenly looked at him in disbelief. "You...you are...you...smiling..."

She stuttered twice, and suddenly there was no sound. She has never been as surprised as she is today. Hundreds of people were burned to death in Wangchunlou that day. She later rushed in and saved only one person, who was Wangchunlou’s first-named Jiao Jiao. The third son is actually Jiao Jiao, Leng Shaozhuo's confidante, the biggest hatred between her and Leng Shao Zhuo is because she burnt Wang Chunlou to ruin his Jiao Jiao, Leng Shao Zhuo's voice was to avenge Jiao Jiao at that time. She was killed on the street, fearing that she never dreamed that Jiao Jiao was actually his younger brother, and that he was a bully in the government every day!

"Oh, it can surprise Miss Qingyue who is not afraid of the sky, even if it is poisoned by comfrey, there will be no regrets!" San Gongzi took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, watching Yun Qianyue suddenly Laughed.

Yun Qianyue settled down and looked up at the ceiling, her eyes were awkward for the first time! Leng Shaozhuo's eyes are just that, he was originally two or five eyes, but what about her? This is obviously a man. Why did she think of her as a woman? But when she was wearing a woman's dress, she still remembered it. She looked at the ceiling for a moment, and suddenly stepped forward, she shot again to the three sons.

This time the chair where San Gongzi was sitting suddenly fell back three feet, and it moved backward very fast, making Yun Qianyue feel empty.

Yun Qianyue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "I didn't even know that your martial arts were so good! It seemed that my eyes were home!"

"Miss Qianyue, don't stay close to me again. If you don't want to get this poison of comfrey, go out immediately!" San Gongzi looked at Yun Qianyue and warned.

"I've always wanted to put the poison of comfrey on my body, but I didn't have a chance!" Yun Qianyue made another move, but she didn't see how she moved. The flower in front of San Gongzi's eyes was already held by her wrist, he As her complexion changed, she whispered: "Don't move, follow me!"

"Impossible!" San Gongzi's extremely faint voice suddenly became extremely cold, and he gave Yun Qianyue a palm with the hand that was not caught.

"You said that if Leng Shaozhuo knows that his brother who has been bullying is actually Jiao Jiao, what will he do?" Yun Qiangyue once again grabbed San Gongzi's other hand, making him clamped motionless, she raised her eyebrows lightly, "or Say you are poisoned by comfrey. If you die, maybe you are not afraid of death, but I will keep the corpse for you. When Leng Shaozhuo wakes up, I will give it to him. Do you think he will whip the anger at you? ? Or... a corpse?"

"It turns out that Miss Qingyue not only likes to force people, but also threatens people?" San Gongzi raised his eyebrows.

"You're wrong! Not only do I like to force people and threaten people, but I also have a special hobby, that is, I like to strip a person up and hang it on the city gate." The distance is so close that Yun Qianyue saw his pair Lilac eyes. He has fair skin and a beautiful face, and with a pair of purple eyes, he really fell to the country, no wonder he could sit on the head card of Wangchun Tower! And even she regarded him as a woman.

She looked at his face carefully. This face was not easy to look at. From three years ago, she ran to Wang Chunlou to see him. She was also surprised at the time. Unfortunately, such a woman unfortunately fell into the wind and dust, and she had to be redeemed. He was rejected by him, and he did not want to know today that he was actually the third son of the filial princess. The three sons left the government only five years ago, only to talk about his being conferred on the seven ranks by the old emperor. No one talked about his appearance. He had never heard that the three sons of the filial princess were very beautiful, and they were beautiful men in Beijing. This kind of appearance cannot be left unsaid, so there is only one reason, that is, he has always been easy-going in the filial princess palace.

"Oh? Miss Qingyue's taste is really unusually heavy. I don't know if it's for this reason that Jing Shizi is not yours to marry?" San Gongzi raised his eyebrows again, and seemed to have no fear at all.

"He likes me more places! Less nonsense! Are you following me?" Yun Qianyue suddenly lost patience. A good man pretended to be a woman and made a head card in Wangchunlou for three years. He Leng Shaozhuo is not a human thing, and he is still a dear one, and he is still his brother. Although he hasn't been there yet, will he always hug him? How did he endure it? Revenge for the filial prince so that he can endure this?

"Don't go!" San Gongzi shook his head flatly.

"You just don't ask me where I want to take you?" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"Don't go anywhere!" San Gongzi said.

"Did you burn the Wangchun Tower when you were among the comfrey? You have resisted for two months, and now you are physically weak, and you can't resist it anymore. When the lamp is dry, your life is only a moment." Yun Qianyue looked at the three sons, "I can not save you, if you die, Yun Xianghe and your marriage will be easily lifted, and there is only Leng Shaozhuo left in the filial prince's palace, but the filial prince will naturally not let His beloved son marries a girl, so the marriage of King Yun's mansion and Prince Wang's mansion will fall through, and I will naturally enjoy it."

"Then congratulations to Miss Qingyue! I didn't expect my death to be a happy event for you!" San Gongzi's eyes flashed a sneer.

Yun Qianyue looked at Leng Shaozhuo indifferently, "How short is a person's life? Do you think you are so dying and worthy of death?"

The three sons were suddenly silent.

"There is no nobleness in life, and nobleness is in your heart! You will practice yourself as an improper person! Even if you are given a higher status than heaven, you will not be honorable!" Yun Qianyue suddenly let go and took a step back. Leng Jing said honestly: "Rong Jing was aphrodisiac when he was seven years old, and he took a cold poison pill that was the most poisonous in the world. Later he suffered a fatal wound. He died for nine years and fought for ten years. Compared with the cold treatment you suffered for several years and the little grievances bullied several times by Leng Shaozhuo, did he die 10,000 times and renounce himself?" San Gongzi suddenly turned his head, not looking at Yun Qianyue.

"People are valuable, you should be proud of yourself! You can't choose your background, but you can choose how to survive!" Yun Qianyue looked at San Gongzi.

"Miss Qingyue, is this the time to teach me?" San Gongzi suddenly sneered. "You are the son-in-law of King Yun's House! Noble background! Now hot! Dedicated to King Seiko, the seven princes are crazy for you, and Lord Leng Xiao is sad, night The crown prince was restless all day, Prince Nan Liangrui took care of you, and Lord Yun and the queen spoiled you. You haven’t eaten bran and swallowed dishes.

Yun Qianyue's face sank.

"Miss Qianyue, please! This is a thatched hut, you can't hold your big Buddha!" ​​The three sons turned back suddenly.