The Power of the First Daughter, Doctor and Concubine Dominates the World

At this moment, Xue Wanqing felt heartache. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Your Highness, if possible, please give me a divorce letter!"

Xiao Changxuan only felt that he heard a big joke, he walked up to Xue Wanqing, pinched her chin and turned to himself, "Qing'er, I don't know where you come from, and I don't know how the Xie family raised you, you There is really more than a star and a half behind Princess Duanxian, do you know that all concubines do not have divorce papers, if I don't want to keep you by my side, I can sell you or give it away."

Xue Wanqing looked at Xiao Changxuan in a daze, she never dreamed that such words would come out of Xiao Changxuan's mouth.

Anyone in this world can say it, but Xiao Changxuan can't.

Every word is like a knife, cutting her heart into pieces.

Xiao Changxuan didn't know when to leave. After Xue Wanqing came back to her senses, she felt cold all over her body, and in the middle of the night, she had a fever.

Cuixiang was terribly frightened, the masters quarreled, and you didn't know if they were really quarreling or fake.

Cuixiang hurriedly went to report to the east courtyard, because it was already midnight, and the master of the east courtyard was pregnant again, how could the woman at the gate of the courtyard dare to report to the inside? Cuixiang waited for a long time, her legs were so cold that she couldn't feel it. I had to go back.

At dawn, Xue Wanqing came to her senses and saw Cuixiang sitting beside her bed weeping. At this moment, Xue Wanqing couldn't help feeling sorry for her, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cuixiang, I have fallen into the situation I am today. I don’t think it’s anything, but it hurts you!”

Cuixiang hurriedly knelt on the footrest, shed tears and said, "Master, don't lose your temper with His Highness like this, just give in to His Highness, why is Your Highness really angry with you?"

In this world, where is there a man who likes a tough woman? Which man doesn't like a soft-tempered one? Cuixiang really didn't understand, what her master wanted was nothing, but she had always been so arrogant and arrogant, and it was thanks to His Highness that she would have disliked it long ago if it was another man.

"Now that I'm here, I have nothing, nothing, I only have my pride and dignity, do you want me to put all these down?"

Xue Wanqing smiled sadly, her face was pale, and the bright red brocade quilt wrapped her, making her pale face even more unbearable to look at.

"Cuixiang, prepare your pen and ink!"

Cuixiang was surprised, at this time, the master still refused to stop working? But she was just a servant, so she had to sharpen the ink, prepare a pen and paper, and help Xue Wanqing get up.

Xue Wanqing's fever subsided for the time being, she was sweating all over, wrapped in a sable fur, she came to the table, picked up a pen, cried, and wrote:

When the flowers wither and the flowers fly all over the sky, who is there to pity when the redness disappears and the fragrance is gone?

The gossamer is soft and the spring pavilion is floating, and the falling catkins are lightly stained with the embroidered curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the evening of spring, and is full of melancholy;

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered curtain with your hands, and bear to step on the falling flowers to and fro,

Liu Siyu is caught by Fang Fei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei.

The peaches and plums will be released again next year, who will I know in my boudoir next year?

In March, the fragrant nest has been built, and the swallows in Liangjian are too ruthless!

Although next year's flower hair can be pecked, no one will go to Liang's empty nest.

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, the sword, the frost and the sword are fierce;

How long will it be bright and bright? It is hard to find once you are wandering.

Blossoms are easy to see and fall but hard to find, worrying about killing the flower buryer before the steps.

Sprinkle the tears of the flower hoe alone, and sprinkle the empty branches to see the bloodstains.

The cuckoo is speechless at dusk, the hoe goes back to cover the heavy door;

The green light shines on the wall, and the people sleep for the first time, and the cold rain knocks on the window, and the quilt is still warm.

Blame Lennon's troubles? Half for pity and half for spring:

Lianchun suddenly annoyed and went away, and finally said nothing to go or not to hear.

Last night, the sad song was sung outside the court. Did you know it was the soul of flowers and the souls of birds?

The soul of a flower and the soul of a bird are hard to keep, the bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed;

May Nong give birth to wings and fly to the end of the sky with the flowers.

At the end of the sky, where is Xiangqiu?

It's not like a kit to collect the beautiful bones, and a piece of pure land to cover up the wind.

The quality of cleanness comes and goes, which is better than dirty water sinking into ditches.

Now that you are dead and buried, it is not known when you will be buried?

The person who buried the flower today laughed like a fool, who will be buried in another year?

Just look at the spring flowers gradually falling, that is when the confidante dies of old age.

Once the spring is over, the beauty is old, and the flower falls and the person dies.

Xue Wanqing just got up, Cuixiang couldn't help muttering in her heart because she could recognize a few words, where does spring come from in this cold winter? Where did the spring flowers and grasses come from?

She couldn't say it, so she took a step back and stood aside like a wooden stake, not even bothering to persuade her.

The east courtyard and the west courtyard were already close. At this time, Xiao Changxuan was standing in front of the courtyard wall admiring the flowers. Hearing the weeping voice, he was about to lift his feet. He brought the clothes over, put them on Xiao Changxuan, and said, "Your Highness, my father sent a letter in, and the emperor has already sealed the crown prince. I think His Highness will be released soon."

Xiao Changxuan was overjoyed immediately, and asked, "Is this true?"

Haishi grabbed Xiao Changxuan's hand and put it on his stomach, "Your Highness, even if my father doesn't think about His Highness, he still has to think about the child in my belly."

Xiao Changxuan believed it now, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, hugged Haishi in his arms, and said affectionately, "You were always by my side, comforting me, and giving me the best love in the world when I was in the worst and most desperation. Gift, Yuner, how should I thank you?"

Hai Xueyun put her arms around Xiao Changxuan's waist, "Your Highness and my concubine are the original couple, and they are the closest people in the world. If your Highness says such a stranger, how can I be so embarrassing?"

Xiao Changxuan was very moved, "Jun'er, you are always like this, no matter what you do for me, I don't need to thank you!"

"Your Highness, who made His Highness the concubine's husband? Who made the concubine his Highness's wife? Husband and wife are one, after all, they must be different from others!"

Hai Xueyun meant something, Xiao Changxuan didn't hear it, but he felt it was reasonable, he helped Hai Xueyun into the house, a brazier was set up in the room, more than ten braziers were placed in Yinshuangtan, the room was as warm as spring.

After the Fourth Prince's Mansion was sealed, although many supplies were discounted, this is the Fourth Prince's Mansion after all, and there will definitely be no shortage of daily use.

Naturally, Xiao Changxuan doesn't worry about heart-feeding, and Xue Wanqing doesn't understand such vulgar things as money, rice, oil, salt, ginger, vinegar and tea, and Hai Xueyun has been carefully raised since she could speak. , to her, it is as natural as eating, and the dogma has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

All the supplies brought in from outside are under her control. In this square sky, with these, she is the only master in the fourth prince's mansion. As long as Xiao Changxuan doesn't know or say anything, no one knows what is sent outside. What's coming in, what's here?

The charcoal used in the west courtyard has always been the charcoal used by ordinary people for roasting fires, and the charcoal used by servants of rich and noble families.

It's not that there is no silver frost charcoal. In Haishi's words, the supply of silver frost charcoal is limited, and His Highness must be kept close. The silver frost charcoal used in her house was naturally sent to her by the Hai family.

The first update!