Fall In Love With A Substitute

A thin gold tinsel is printed between the two slightly parted lips.

The beauty's sandalwood mouth lightly exhaled the warm fragrance, and the gold tin almost softened into water.

Song Pianlu's mind was confused.

She seemed to be dazed by the warm fragrance rising from the room, and she couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

Feng Yuexian... What is this doing?

Her forearm was restrained, a warm and fragrant fragrance came from her lips, the lip balm slightly melted, the gold tinsel did not fall on her forehead and hair, but was stained with two colors of lip balm——

Song Pianliu struggled her arms, pushed Feng Yuexian away, and sideways avoided.

She moved too much, and the butterfly-like robe swept and skewed the jewels on the table, and a dozen gold ornaments fell to the ground, causing a burst of noise.

"Is the princess okay?" Aunt Fangruo's inquiry came from outside immediately.

"It's nothing." Song Pianliu gasped and said.

A foreign body sensation came from the corner of her lips, and she reached out to stroke it. It turned out to be the gold tinsel, stained with crimson lip balm, a piece of golden red.

Song Pian's hands trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes, took off this thing, and put it on the table.

She straightened the messed up sleeve robe, took a light breath, and then raised her eyes to look at Feng Yuexian.

In vain, she thought that the alliance between herself and Feng Yuexian had a tacit understanding of division of labor and a win-win cooperation, but she didn't expect that something went wrong.

Song Pianyi straightened out her thoughts, and was about to ask, when Feng Yuexian glanced at the gold and silver on the ground, looked at herself, her eyes shimmered, and her lips slightly raised:

"There is no one else, why are you so shy?"

Her voice seemed to be complaining, but it was more of a helpless pampering, as if she was saying "I really can't do anything with you", extremely intimate and ambiguous.

"..."

It was rare for Song Pianliu to fail to answer the words.

She originally wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding between Feng Yuexian and herself, or if it was just her whim, but it seemed that there was no need to ask.

Song Pianlu felt a dull pain in her temple, as if her body also sensed how difficult the situation in front of her was, so she wailed.

But no matter how difficult it is, it must be solved. Song Pianli pursed her lips and said softly:

"Yuexian, we are allies."

"Huh?" Feng Yuexian subconsciously responded, but then, she seemed to come to her senses, the smile on her lips gradually faded away, and her eyes glistened like black ink.

"We are an alliance. I am Song Pianliu, not Song Yu." Song Pianliu emphasized again.

Her figure is straight, slender and well-fitting, her brown pupils are always gentle, but at this moment, there is only bone-chilling calmness:

"And you are my elder brother's wife, Da Li's Crown Princess."

The smile on Feng Yuexian's face disappeared without a trace, and the jaw line was tense.

Song Pianliu paused, and finally said:

"Our relationship is not... not a husband and wife, but an alliance."

The hall fell into dead silence.

Fang Ruo Binger who was outside the door was worried about what would happen in the hall, and waited for the master's order with his ears up.

At the beginning, I could still hear some vague voices, but by this time, there was no sound at all.

It seems that the whole hall is empty, without a trace of fireworks.

Inside the hall.

Feng Yuexian's black eyes, which had never been fraught with ripples, seemed to be getting darker and darker as if the night had been shattered.

A little fragility loomed in her eyes, and was quickly hidden at the bottom, leaving only the surging and surging waves that seemed to be sweeping towards the sky.

She tensed up and looked at Song Pianliu.

Song Pianlu's body is slender, like a thin butterfly that is about to be carried away by the wind when it blows.

But she is so weak, she flaps her wings so lightly that she can set off such a huge wave.

Feng Yuexian stared at her for a long time, his eyes fell on her swollen lips, he stayed for a while, and then quickly moved away.

She looked straight into Song Pianlian's eyes, like a needle pointed at the wheat, and raised her jaw, refusing to show weakness:

"The etiquette is correct, the princess remembers it very reliably."

"Don't dare." Song Pianlu said, slightly lowering her head.

Feng Yuexian looked at the top of her hair, in the hair was the jewelry she had just put on for Song Pianlu by herself.

Feng Yuexian paused for a while, unwilling to reconcile, knowing that he was about to be exposed, but still wanted to ask:

"Princess has no intention, why is she so considerate and considerate to me?"

It's hard to describe Song Pianlu's expression for a moment, as if she was meditating on a sentence she didn't understand, and also as if she was recalling.

She quickly put it away, but was still caught by Feng Yuexian.

If Feng Yuexian felt something, in a flash, she said:

"You never cared about me, did you?"

Song Pianju chooses the words carefully:

"You and I help each other, but I don't know that you have misunderstood Yuexian. In conclusion, it is my fault."

Help each other.

Feng Yuexian's throat rolled, that's why.

She smiled, but she didn't know who she was laughing at.

I don't know if Song Pianlu's "it's my fault" is ridiculous, or her own wishful thinking is even more ridiculous.

"Don't disturb the princess is clean."

Feng Yuexian's back was straight, her voice was soft and slow, and her every move was as if the most appropriate aristocratic upbringing, meticulous.

When Wei turned to leave, she threw her arm back, and the green sleeves and robe swayed like clouds.

The door of the hall opened, and the light from outside came in, dispelling the drunken daughter's fragrance.

Feng Yuexian stepped out, and the hem of her skirt quickly disappeared in front of the vermilion door.

After she left, the hall was filled with pearls, emeralds, flowers and tins, and the incense burnt.

Song Pina looked around, her head hurt more and more, she sat down and said in her mind:

"09, Feng Yuexian is crooked too?"

The word "also" was used so delicately that 09 couldn't refute it.

"According to the collected information, there is no indication of Feng Yuexian's sexual orientation. Feng Yuexian has never been married in his life, nor has he mentioned it to anyone, so..."

"I see." Song Pianle sighed softly.

When she was reading the materials, she only felt that Feng Yuexian was a very career-minded woman, she was supposed to be different from ordinary women, and she was in love with each other, which delayed her career, but she didn't know that was the result.

Thinking about it, maybe Feng Yuexian misunderstood her actions.

09 whispered: "Don't blame the host, Feng Yuexian's behavior really doesn't look like he likes the host, I was taken aback."

After a while of silence, Song Pianle said:

"Anyway, I should pay more attention."

"Moreover, everyone has a different personality and a different way of expressing their emotions, so we can't treat it one-sidedly." She said softly.

09 nodded with half understanding.

When Aunt Fangruo came in, she saw a whole lot of things, and she was taken aback: "Why are they all overturned?"

"Oh, the flowers and tins are all unusable, we have to ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send us another casket."

As she said that, she carefully looked at Song Pianlu's face: "Just now when the princess concubine left, she looked a little unhappy, but did she have a quarrel with the princess?"

Aunt Fangruo is a smart person who has lived in the palace for most of her life, she is very old-fashioned to see something is wrong, but Song Pianlu has no intention of saying it again, she just said:

"It's not a big deal, don't worry too much, aunt."

Speaking of Huadian, Song Pianjue thought of the piece of Huadian with lip smear, if Aunt Fangruo saw it, she would have to guess something.

When Aunt Fangruo walked aside, revealing the desk case with Huadian behind her, Song Pianliu immediately turned her eyes to look for it.

But I saw that the place was empty, and the flower tin disappeared without a trace.

Song Pina was stunned.

Feng Yuexian returned to the East Palace.

Er Yin followed her since she was a child, and naturally noticed that her master's body was condensed after he came out of Mingshou Palace.

Feng Yuexian is very powerful, especially when he is wearing a cold and beautiful Furong face.

Even Yinxue, who usually smiles and loves to play, doesn't dare to make trouble anymore, and Yinbing quietly waits behind Feng Yuexian.

Yinxue was thinking about how to make her master happy, so she heard Feng Yue ask:

"What's going on in the family recently?"

This is asking and drinking news outside the ice palace.

Yin Bing thought about it carefully and said:

"There have been no weddings or funerals recently, but a few days ago, a few refugees from the south of the Yangtze River came to Beijing. Some parents lost their lives on the way, and they only entrusted their children to relatives in the same country, and took them to Beijing to find a living."

"The master saw it when he went out, so he proposed to build a private school, under the name of our family school, Shuxiu came out of General Shuxiu's residence, and the school will be opened in two days."

Feng Yuexian said calmly: "It sounds interesting, I want to go and have a look."

Yinxue looked blank, hesitant to speak, you expressionless Yazi didn't seem to find it interesting at all.

Yinbing thought more: "Does the prince know that you are leaving the palace?"

The fan in Feng Yuexian's hand fell to the table with a clatter, and she said with a half-smile:

"I need her approval to leave the palace?"

She spoke softly, but Er Yin in front of her was so restrained by the released aura that she didn't dare to speak, and fell silent.

"Go get ready."

"Yes." Yinbing Yinxue said without hesitation.

It might be a fantasy for other concubines to leave the palace, but what is Feng Yuexian's identity, who would dare to stop her?

But before stepping on the chariot, Feng Yuexian looked back at the East Palace, and there was a consciousness in her heart that made her unconsciously say:

"I command people to keep the East Palace firmly under surveillance. The crown prince must stay in the East Palace. If there is any accident, tell me immediately."

"Yes." Yinbing wrote it down, ready to notify the guards.

"There is also the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Feng Yuexian explained in detail, Song Pianlu is still very obedient, and usually spends time in these places, "Mingshou Palace is also here."

She will also go to Mingshou Palace to dress up as a princess, so I can't miss it.

In short, even if she is not here, she should know Song Pianlu's whereabouts.

She always felt uneasy if she couldn't see her at a glance.

Song Pianlu must be too weak to make people feel at ease.

After realizing that she was thinking about that person for a while, Feng Yuexian closed her eyes, not wanting to think about her anymore.

When Song Pianjue came back from the secret road, she listened to Xueqing's eyes, nose and heart and said:

"The Crown Princess has returned to the General's Mansion, and the return date is yet to be determined."

Xu Jing spoke from the side: "The princess concubine is so aggressive that even the slaves can't stop her, ouch."

Back to the general's mansion?

09 said faintly: "Feng Yuexian... has returned to her mother's house?"

"..."

Song Pianlu didn't know how to answer 09 for a moment.

She only felt a splitting headache, and her eyelids felt heavy, and if she didn't pay attention, her eyelids dropped, and her body also fell down.

"Prince—"

The world is dark.

Song Pianlu knew that she was dizzy.

She was used to the dizziness in this body every three days, but for the first time, she had a dream after fainting.

In the dream, there appeared a very familiar face that had not been seen for a long time, with extremely beautiful red-brown pupils, wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and his skin was so white that it glowed.

She sat a meter or two away from her, looked at herself, and said nothing, as if she was angry.

Song Pianlu looked at her for a long time, and when she spoke, she realized that she had already smiled.

Her voice was very soft, for fear of blowing this person away:

"Long time no see, Qinglu."

But Lin Qinglu was fierce and accused her:

"you do not miss me."

Song Pina shook her head and said nothing.

No.

Lin Qinglu glanced: "You look for a new love behind my back."

New love?

Song Pianlu couldn't help but laugh: "What new love?"

"look by youself."

Song Pianlu had no choice but to look over, and saw Feng Yuexian's figure appearing in the pure white dream.

In front of her, on the left front is Lin Yinghou in a shirt and suit, and on the right front is the princess in a splendid shirt and skirt.

"..."

This is indeed a dream, Song Pianlu thought, and it is still at the level of a nightmare.

Feng Yuexian looked at Lin Qinglu, and said coldly:

"It turns out that you... are for this woman."

"..."

Lin Qinglu stared at Song Pianju:

"Your heart is broken in two? In love with different people?"

"I--"

"She didn't." Feng Yuexian interrupted Song Pianlei's words.

Song Pina opened her mouth and looked over.

Under her gaze, Feng Yuexian flicked his long sleeves, creating a puff of smoke.

She is calm on the surface, but in this dream, Song Pianlu can easily feel that Feng Yuexian is extremely wronged in her heart:

"Song Pianlu doesn't like me."

Lin Qinglu became even more angry, a fluffy kitten's tail sprang out from behind, flapping little clouds:

"Song Pianyi, you don't like her!"

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