The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 227 Attacking the Curious Tyrant (8)

In the prime minister's mansion.

In the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the red peonies were in full bloom, the night was slightly cool, and the cold moonlight shone in the courtyard.

"I should go too." General Li Qinghuan said coldly with his face still gloomy. After speaking, he walked from the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion towards the front door of the front yard, and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

From the beginning to the end, General Li Qinghuan did not notice at all that Jian Yihuan, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Jian Yunzhe, was wearing a snow-white skirt, and the jade bracelet on her slender left wrist was given to her by him.

General Li Qinghuan was dressed in a black robe and a jade belt. He left the Prime Minister's Mansion, rode a black horse, and ran towards the General Zhen Guo's Mansion with its four hooves clattering on the ground.

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The backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Ma'am, is this whip still whipping?" Wang Momo asked the prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong.

"What are you smoking? Everyone is a princess." The prime minister's wife Wang Yurong's face was full of impatience.

Wang Momo was also a person who read words and expressions, she saluted the prime minister's wife Wang Yurong, then she took her leave and left the back courtyard of the prime minister's mansion.

"Yihuan, don't worry, on the sixteenth day of the crown prince's concubine selection this month, you should behave well when you enter the palace. After all, the prince's family affairs are also state affairs, and his crown princess is not in his hands. With His Majesty's approval."

"If His Majesty takes a fancy to you, you can still be the princess."

Although Wang Yurong, the prime minister's wife, said to Wang Momo just now that the concubine Jian Anning was the crown princess, she didn't agree with it at all in her heart. She still hoped that her own daughter Jian Yihuan could become the crown princess.

The prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, said words that seemed to comfort her own daughter, Jian Yihuan, but she didn't get the point of comforting her at all.

The prime minister's wife Wang Yurong didn't know that her biological daughter Jian Yihuan was in love with the 17-year-old young general Li Qinghuan. She wholeheartedly hoped that her daughter Jian Yihuan could marry the Crown Prince Shen Qiye as the crown prince concubine. She thought it would be the best marriage.

"As for you, Jian Anning, if His Highness the Crown Prince likes you, it's not impossible for you to be the Prince's concubine, but you are a concubine, this is already flattering you."

"Jian Anning, if you are lucky enough to become the side concubine of His Highness the Crown Prince, you must keep your duty and take good care of His Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, who is your sister, you know?"

The prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, still doesn't believe that the concubine Jian Anning can be the crown princess. She has full confidence in her own daughter, Jian Yihuan, and feels that her own daughter, Jian Yihuan, will definitely be the crown princess;

After all, in Chen Guo's court, whether it is a civil servant or a general, there are daughters of the right age in the family, and the mother's family of the daughter Jian Yihuan is the most powerful. Her father Jian Yunzhe is the current prime minister, and her grandfather Wang Zhimin is Minister of the Ministry of War at that time.

And Li Shihua, the general of Zhen Guo, has a youngest daughter, named Li Fengming, who is the daughter of his first son, Li Qinghuan's sister of the same father and mother.

Li Fengming's family background is enough to compare with Jian Yihuan's, even better than Li Fengming's, but it's a pity, it's a pity that Li Fengming is only eight years old this year.

So, looking at Chen Guo's previous dynasty, the daughter of a civic official or military commander is eligible to become a crown princess. Besides Jian Yihuan, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Jian Yunzhe, is there anyone else?
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"Yes, mother, if I have the opportunity to become the Liangdi of His Highness the Crown Prince, I will definitely take good care of His Highness the Crown Prince and the elder sister of the Crown Princess."

The concubine Jian Anning was wearing a red dance dress, she replied respectfully, but she was rolling her eyes in her heart.

"Mother, I don't like His Royal Highness, I like General Li."

The first daughter, Jian Yihuan, was wearing a white skirt. She said in a trembling voice, her words were a little choked up, and after she finished speaking, tears were already falling down.

"Who do you say you like?" It took a long time for the prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, to understand that the general Li that her biological daughter Jian Yihuan was talking about should be Li Qinghuan, the eldest son of Li Shihua, the great general of Zhenguo.

"The general Li you like is Li Qinghuan?" Wang Yurong, the prime minister's wife, suddenly widened her eyes and asked in disbelief.

"Hmm..." The tears in the eyes of the prostitute Jian Yihuan are still flowing, the tails of the eyes are red, and the tears are whirling. The general Li Qinghuan didn't care about her just now, and said that she is suitable to be the concubine of the prince Shen Qiye. How sad to hear that.

"If you say you're stupid, you still don't believe it. His father is the Great General of Zhen Guo. Will he be able to be the Great General of Zhen Guo in the future?"

The prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, has not experienced love for the first time. She started the first love relatively late, and she liked the handsome, talented, and charming prime minister Jian Yunzhe when she was young.

But in the heart of the prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, she felt that her own daughter Jian Yihuan was just a child's playful love, and after she married the Crown Prince Shen Qiye and became the crown princess, this little love would disappear.

"But I..." The daughter-in-law Jian Yihuan was already sobbing, her eyes were red, her eyes were clouded with mist, her face was full of tears, a tear dripped down her chin, and landed on her snow-white skirt.

"Okay, the two of you can just stay at home and wait for the sixteenth of this month, the day when the crown prince chooses his concubine."

The prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, felt that her own daughter, Jian Yihuan, was really unworthy. General Li Qinghuan and the crown prince, Shen Qiye, how should the two choose?

The prime minister's wife, Wang Yurong, felt helpless, and she left the backyard of the prime minister's mansion after she finished speaking. She went back to her room to take a bath and change clothes, and then went to sleep.

And in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jian Yihuan, the prostitute's daughter, was still crying, and she couldn't stop crying until it rained.

"Sister, beauties can't cry. If a beauty sheds tears, it will rain. My sister's tears fell so violently tonight. Tomorrow, I'm afraid it will rain all day."

The concubine Jian Anning in a red dance skirt wiped the tears from the reddish corners of the concubine Jian Yihuan's eyes with the pale fingers of her right hand, and she comforted her with witty words.

"Sister, don't be sad. General Li just said that you are suitable to be the crown prince's concubine, and he just said that casually."

"Sister, think about it. Just now, General Li praised you for your outstanding appearance, good temperament, quietness and calmness, and great piano skills... He thinks so highly of my sister. He actually admires her very much."

"When my sister expresses her feelings to General Li, he will definitely fall in love with you, sister."

(End of this chapter)