The Concubine Will Not Come Down: The Three Marrying The King Of Love

At this time, the sound of the zither sounded, accompanied by Bai Qiqian sang and whispered: "Who goes to the meeting alone, who will promote the world's martial arts. Three points in the world, who will be called the prime minister in troubled times. Five tigers defeat the enemy, who will praise the shocking conspiracy theory. Seven political fortunes , whoever is worthy of the world."

Ziyuan's eyes were full of brilliance: "Your Majesty, I know this. Martial saints in the world should refer to Xiliang, right?"

Bai Qiqian suddenly felt a row of black lines on the back of her head.

Concubine Yun actually nodded in agreement: "Only he can be called a worldly martial saint."

Bai Qiqian was rather curious, and asked, "Why is Xiliang called the Martial Saint? What is so special about him?"

Concubine Yun looked at Bai Qiqian in disbelief, her eyes widened: "You don't know?"

Bai Qiqian shrugged, although she said that Xiliang was her father, but she really didn't know that Xiliang was a worldly martial saint.

Except for the little shit about Xiliang, she knew very little about Xiliang's life.

Concubine Yun looked at Bai Qiqian as if looking at a monster: "Fuyao, Xiliang used to be a young swordsman next to the late emperor, and his martial arts were unpredictable. During a war, the late emperor chased the enemy single-handedly and was captured by the opposing general. Xiliang broke into the enemy camp alone and rescued the late emperor. I heard that the late emperor wanted to designate him as a general, but he refused, and he has been missing since then."

Concubine Yun paused for a moment, and then continued: "Speaking of this matter, I always can't figure it out. Where did the young swordsman go after rejecting the reward from the former emperor?"

Bai Qiqian stretched out her hand and rubbed the space between her brows.

Back then Wu Lian disguised herself as a woman and married into the palace, and later Xiliang entered the palace with her.

Afterwards, in order to protect Wu Lian, Xiliang willingly left the palace and became the shadow of the former emperor.

After a long while, Wan Hou suddenly said, "Concubine Yun, the earthly martial sage you are talking about is dead. I read this story in the palace file. When the emperor's grandfather passed away, there was an imperial decree for him to die. Follow the burial."

Bai Qiqian was secretly surprised, could there be something hidden in this?

Concubine Yun sighed and said: "Although the body is dead, the name can hang down on the bamboo and silk. Although his death is a bit inexplicable, but this life is not in vain."

Bai Qiqian stood up: "Yunran, the heroes we are talking about today are too tragic."

Yunran also stood up, walked to the railing with the wine glass, looked at the scenery in the distance, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "You are right, this is so tragic. Fuyao, come on, you sing aloud!" Qu, I'll dance for you."

It seems that I haven't danced for a long time.

Bai Qi smiled slightly, since she is so interested, why don't she play the piano herself?

Peach blossom fan pages, hibiscus noodles in emerald bamboo, a joyful smile, a smile in the bright eyes.Peonies are everywhere, among the mountains and rivers, brocades are like silk and jade are like face, and the fragrance of ink renders the paper drunk thousands of times.The afterglow of the setting sun reflects your face like a moon, and a glimpse of it is like my heart is hard to say goodbye.

The paper fan is shaking, the jade hand is slender, and the fingertips are hard to draw your beauty, and the sincerity is only for the love.

On Qingshiya, it rains heavily, and the beacon fire urges separation.The setting sun is shining, flying flowers are falling, and silk embroidery needles are in vain.

The Iraqis are waiting for the king, leaning on the door and hoping that the king will take the return journey, and the countless threads turn into misty rain arrays.

The tavern is lit, the candles are silent, and your tears are on your eyes.With the snap of your fingers, the years flow, and the geese pass without a trace, listening to the sound of wind and rain.

The cinnabar hides the red dust, and the boudoir leaves the soul of rouge.Thousands of black threads, one thread in hand.

Concubine Yun dances gracefully, and the golden lotus dances, enchanting and whirling.

Just like a fairy in the cloud accidentally falls into the mortal world, the golden lotus falls step by step, flowing around with the mist, stepping on the red dust and purple moor.

This scene amazed everyone, even the person who was watching from a distance could not conceal the surprise and admiration in his eyes.He has enjoyed quite a few songs and dances, almost none of which shocked him as much as today.

Her side is at the flick of a finger, and in an instant of youth, the beauty is easy to be broken by the old grace.

But on his side, he loves drinking and singing, and life is too much.

At the same time, Concubine Su walked back to the garden on the other side with small steps, whispering to her maidservant.

After a while, the maid beside her walked to the pavilion where Bai Qiqian was, and muttered, "Concubine Yao, Concubine Yun, my master...my master..."

The rare good interest was interrupted by her.

Ziyuan said impatiently, "What happened to your master?"

Bai Qiqian was in a good mood today, she stopped Ziyuan, and she said kindly, "What happened to your master?"

The maid's face was slightly red, and she said in a low voice: "Concubine Yao, my master said that your singing disturbed her..."

Concubine Yun's expression changed suddenly, she walked forward, slapped the maid, and said in a cold voice: "I am here, I can't let you be so presumptuous and nonsense!"

"Yunran..." Bai Qiqian turned around, took Concubine Yun's hand, and said softly, "Yunran, she is just a maidservant, why are you so angry? If your body is damaged by anger, you can just Oh no."

After finishing speaking, he turned around again: "I already know about it, you go back and tell your master."

The maid gave Bai Qiqian a grateful look, and hurried back.

Concubine Yun's face was full of anger: "She thought she was something, but after being favored for a few days, her tail went up to the sky."

Bai Qiqian comforted: "Yunran, why should we be angry with that kind of person?"

The backlog of anger in her heart seemed to have found a hole, she couldn't help but said viciously: "Fuyao, I want to see how she fell down. It's just because of her face similar to yours that she can sit in that seat , now that your righteous master is back, does she still have the guts to be arrogant?"

Concubine Yun glanced at Bai Qiqian again, her anger could not be dispelled: "Fuyao, you are just like before, letting others bully you."

Back to the past?

The years when Princess Fuyao was bullied and slaughtered by others?

A smile rose from the corner of Bai Qiqian's mouth: "Yunran, forget it, you see that Houhou is here too."

Yun Ran lowered her head, looked at the bewildered Hou Hou, and sighed secretly. She was angry for a while, but she forgot about Hou Hou.

Wan Hou obediently hugged Yun Ran's leg, and looked at her pitifully: "Concubine Yun, don't be angry, after Wan Hou has her own mansion, Concubine Yun and Gu Gu will be able to play the piano and sing there every day. "

What a lovable kid.

Concubine Yun kicked down, touched Houhou's small head, and said with a smile: "Okay, Concubine Yun is not angry anymore, Concubine Yun is waiting for Houhou to have her own mansion."

Bai Qi smiled and said, "Yunran, let's go to the palace to drink."

Concubine Yun glanced at the sweet-scented osmanthus wine placed on the stone table: "Look, we haven't finished all the wine here."

Bai Qiqian said mysteriously: "The sweet-scented osmanthus wine here is nothing. Today, I will give you a taste of my own wine."

Concubine Yun was taken aback: "Wine? I've never heard of it."

Bai Qi smiled without saying a word, and pulled Concubine Yun towards her palace.

Houhou made a grimace, and ran to the front of the two with a smile, bouncing and frolicking in the garden.

Pick a few beautiful flowers in the garden and give them to them.After a while, they clamored to flutter butterflies in the garden.Looking at her cheerful figure, a soft smile appeared on the corner of Bai Qiqian's mouth.

The person in the distance had a smile frozen at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, she is not his Qianqian.His superficiality, when can he endure being bullied like this?

Recalling Liu Xinmei's insulting words back then, Bai Qiqian went into the palace to invite Yizhi, holding a soft golden whip in his hand, and went to the prime minister's mansion to ask for his punishment.

His shallowness is always so arrogant and arrogant, how could he be so forbearing?

Lowering his brows, the hard-to-heal wound in his heart tore his heart very painfully, really painfully, and he couldn't stand the pain.

Tasting the sweetness and bitterness of memories, I whispered her name again and again.

Qianqian...my wife...

He turned around and walked towards his palace.Today, he didn't want to see that person, even Concubine Su, he didn't want to see him again.

I thought today's matter would just stop like this.

Unexpectedly, when Bai Qiqian and Concubine Yun are drinking wine together, it is the most enjoyable time.

There was another knock on the door of the palace.

She was still a maid from Jinjiao Palace. Last time, she saw Bai Qiqian was easy to talk, but this time, she was much more courageous: "Concubine Yao, my master said that the flowers you put here have smoked her. gone."

Bai Qiqian frowned. It seemed that if she wasn't angry, Concubine Su really regarded her as a soft-footed shrimp who was easy to bully.

Bai Qiqian casually glanced at the flower pots on the ground: "Oh? Did these flowers smoke her? Then what does she want to do?"

The maidservant's voice became a little louder: "Naturally send someone to move these flower pots out."

But I haven't seen her for half a year, why is her temper so weak?Concubine Yun sighed secretly, then raised her head, her expression cold and arrogant: "I am here, if you have the courage to touch every plant and tree here, don't blame me for punishing you for disrespect!"

The maid looked at Concubine Yun with some fear.

Bai Qiqian chuckled, the battle in the harem should be more intense than in the palace.

Even if she doesn't want to fight or rob now, someone will still come to find fault.

Concubine Yun was taken aback, and looked at Bai Qiqian with some puzzlement: "Fuyao, what's so funny about this, what are you laughing at?"

Bai Qiqian tidied up her clothes, and said unhurriedly, "Yunran, don't you think it's funny? These flower pots have been placed here for a long time, but today the flowers bloomed, and they suffocated Concubine Su The nose of Concubine Su is very sensitive."

Hou Hou interjected, "Auntie, I used to have a puppy with a very sensitive nose."

Concubine Yun couldn't help laughing when she heard the two of them talking: "Pfft...Fuyao, maybe someone has a dog's nose."

The servant girl blushed: "You...you dare to insult Concubine Su like this...she is the emperor's favorite concubine..."

Concubine Chong, what about Concubine Chong?When she was in the palace, not all the so-called favorite concubines were defeated by her.Now, she just disdains to compete with Concubine Su, but Concubine Su came to her.

The corner of Bai Qiqian's mouth had a thick smile: "Yunran, even if it's a dog's nose, that person's nose is not ordinary."

Concubine Yun cooperated and said: "You're right, it's not ordinary, it's divine. It's no wonder that a person like her lives in the Jinjiao Temple. It was originally a golden house, but this Jiao is not counted. A barking bitch."

The maid blushed and stepped back.