Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

Lan Ziqing hurried to the prison of the Ministry of Officials worriedly, and after listening to Ah San's generalization of the matter along the way, her long eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and she was completely puzzled.

What happened in the past few days when I was away.

The prisoner in the official prison received the order, his expression changed, and he respectfully ushered him into a cold and damp cell, unlocked the iron lock on the cell door, bowed his hands together, and retreated .

As soon as Lan Ziqing carried the basket and stepped in, a blue figure rushed over, hugged his waist tightly, and said in a choked voice, "Ziqing, you're finally back..."

Lan Ziqing caressed his black and soft hair, and asked softly: "Your Highness, what is going on?"

The person in his arms froze.

Slowly let go of him, and said hoarsely: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have disobeyed your words and went to the Xunhuan Building...Now the girl Hanyan is because of me...I have to be responsible for her." Here, Tao Hua's eyes were filled with tears, she pulled Lan Ziqing's sleeves with red eyes, and said in fear: "Ziqing, what should I do, I can't be with you anymore... woo woo..."

When he said this, there were two large bruises on both sides of his forehead, his moist and plump lips were like orange petals that had lost their moisture, and his handsome face was even more emaciated.

That radiant blue robe was covered with traces of tea stains, and he looked very embarrassed.

Seeing his appearance, Lan Ziqing didn't have the mood to "examine". He pulled the man to sit on the haystack, opened the red sandalwood basket he brought, took out a small white and sleek bottle from it, and poured some brown medicinal powder In the palm of his hand, his slender fingers like jade lightly dipped it, bit by bit, and gently applied it to the swollen bruise on his forehead.

"hiss……"

Lan Ziqing heard his soft "hiss", and quickly blew on his forehead, and asked with distressed eyes: "Does it hurt?"

Su Danchen Taohua's eyes were covered with tears, and he said aggrievedly: "It hurts..."

Lan Ziqing's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but said: "The Holy Master's hands are too heavy..."

The bag on his left forehead was smashed out by the furious Emperor Yang with a teacup in the imperial study.

The tea was smashed together with the teacup, and he knelt under the table, not moving at all, and took it abruptly, his forehead was smashed to the point of bleeding, and his face and body were dripping with ice-cold tea.

Recalling that stormy scene, Su Danchen's moist peach blossom eyes dimmed as if injured, and said in a low voice: "I don't blame my father, I did something wrong..."

Lan Ziqing looked at the injury on his forehead that was far more serious than he had imagined, and there was a shadow between his elegant eyebrows.

I hold it in my hand for fear of falling and hold it in my mouth for fear that it will melt. Normally, I am reluctant to touch it, but I am bullied like this.

His complexion sank immediately, his black eyes were chilly, his palms clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands twitched violently.

Su Danchen was frightened by his appearance, carefully tugged on his sleeve, and whispered: "Ziqing...?"

After he called, Lan Ziqing came back to her senses, the cold ice in her black eyes turned into gentle waves, she touched his cheek with distress, and said softly, "Why are there two wounds on your highness' forehead?"

"This……"

Su Danchen stroked his forehead hair on the right side, with a confused expression on his face, "I don't know, I just remember that day I went to Xunhuan Building at the request of Miss Hanyan. After drinking two glasses of wine, my body is getting hotter and hotter, and my consciousness is a little blurred... In a daze, I seem to regard the smoking girl... as you..."

"Ziqing, if I really bullied Miss Hanyan, what should I do..."

She threw herself into Lan Ziqing's arms, hugged his thin waist tightly like a big dog that was extremely frightened, her shoulders trembled violently, her throat was choked up and she couldn't speak.

Lan Ziqing's face immediately changed when he heard his words. It can be seen that the person in his arms was so frightened, crying so sadly, angry and distressed in his heart, unable to express any anger, sighed, freeing one hand to gently Caressing his back, the voice could not be softer, "Hey, don't be afraid, I have everything." He hugged him even tighter, "Even if the sky falls, I will stand up for Your Highness."

"Ziqing... woo woo..."

Touched and guilty in her hoarse voice, she hugged his waist tightly and cried uncontrollably in his arms.

Lan Ziqing just hugged him, stretched out her long arms, and carried the rosewood basket beside her.

They were separated layer by layer, and there was a bowl of steaming rice and a few dishes of delicate and delicious side dishes underneath, and he patted him on the shoulder gently, and said softly: "The minister brought some food, your highness, eat it while it's hot. "

While speaking, she took out the indigo brocade handkerchief from her sleeve, and gently wiped away the tears on his face with distress.

Su Danchen was already hungry, so he picked up the chopsticks and gorged himself. Lan Ziqing hurriedly passed water for him, and finally waited for him to finish the meal. Before the two of them had time to warm up, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the prison. , the servant Ah San walked in, cupped his hands outside the cell, and said: "Prime Minister, Your Majesty calls you to enter the palace immediately to have an audience."

"Understood, let's go down."

After Ah San left, Lan Ziqing put away the dishes, patted the back of his hand very tenderly, and said a thousand words into a sentence "Everything depends on me"

After all, he carried the basket and walked out.

Su Danchen watched him leave, feeling sore and astringent in his heart.

Mixed taste.

After Lan Ziqing left the cell, he entered the palace immediately without delay.

In the imperial study room, Emperor Yangdi sat on top with a gloomy look, and all the ministers stood under the desk, trembling.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely cold, and it was about to rain.

When the ministers saw that elegant purple-gold figure slowly approaching, they were overjoyed that Lan Xiang had finally returned!As soon as Lan Xiang came back, he had a claim on this matter.

It turned out that before this, because the third prince suddenly asked to marry a brothel girl, there was already a lot of noise in the imperial study.

The ministers were actually divided into three groups. One group, headed by the great scholar Sima Li, blamed all the faults on the oiran lady, saying that the third prince must be bewitched by the woman in the brothel to make such absurd behavior. Emperor Yangdi treated the third prince lightly, but he wanted to severely punish the brothel woman who seduced the prince!

The other faction immediately retorted that the matter of asking for marriage was done by the third prince alone, and if he wanted to punish him, he should not only punish the brothel girl alone.

There is another faction that thinks that since the third prince and the woman in the brothel are really in love, the Holy Majesty might as well help them, and it would be a good story in the world.

The three factions quarreled fiercely, until now there was no result. Apart from being impatient with their quarrel, Emperor Yang always had a gloomy expression on his face, as if he was not very satisfied with these three proposals.

Lan Ziqing stood tall and tall under the table, seeing the emperor's face sinking like water, with a stern look in his brows, he trembled in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, the oiran lady Liu Hanyan is guilty of bewitching the prince. Forgive me, and give me death!"

He bent down with his hands clasped, and there was a chill between his elegant eyebrows, and he said: "In order to avoid the world's criticism of your Majesty, I can do it for you."

As soon as this remark came out, all the ministers present gasped. Sima Li felt sorry for his grandson, and he just said that he was severely punishing the oiran lady. I didn't expect Lan Xiang's heart to be so cruel... yes, he could force the emperor to kill him The nine families of the former prime ministers, who only took three short years to secure their prime positions, are they the ones who are waiting for nothing.

It's just, what kind of enmity did that lady Hua Kui have with Lan, and she refused to even give her a way out.

All the ministers were still in doubt, when they suddenly heard a laugh from above, Emperor Yang's face brightened, the gloominess between his brows disappeared, he pointed to Lan Ziqing and said: "Ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, only Lan Qing can help me solve my problems .”

A complex look flashed across Lan Ziqing's elegant brows, and she cupped her hands.

The ministers withdrew from the imperial study in twos and threes. When Lan Ziqing came to the willow tree outside the imperial study, he had a jug of wine in his hand. After getting into the carriage, he didn't go directly to the Xunhuan Building, instead he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and then went to the Xunhuan Building.

The Xun Huan Building was half burned down by the sudden fire, and it no longer had the appearance of being drunk and dreaming and full of guests. The tortoise servants in the building were rushing in and out, and no one noticed a blue streak. Ying entered the Xunhuan Building and went straight to the second floor.

When Liu Hanyan saw Mr. Qingya who pushed the door and came in, a big stone fell in his heart, and he said softly: "Prince Lan is back, Your Highness is saved."

Her voice is hoarse like that of an old woman, and her voice is no longer as soft as it used to be.

Lan Ziqing learned the real reason why Su Danchen proposed to marry Liu Hanyan during several trips. Seeing her dressed in white, with a light veil covering her face, and her face as calm as water, thinking of her own reason, she felt a little sympathetic. Said: "Miss Hanyan, the Holy One is grateful to you for giving up your life to save His Highness the Third Highness in the fire scene, and specially ordered Zhenxiang to send a jug of wine."

Liu Hanyan looked at the wine in his hand, after a long time of stunned, he bowed down, and said, "Thank you Lan Xiang."

Although that soft and charming voice was destroyed in the fire, her figure remained the same, like a weak willow supporting the wind, and with her plain white clothes, she was even more refined than usual.

Lan Ziqing sighed, put down his drink and was about to leave, but she stopped her.

"I have something in my heart, I don't know if Xiang Lan is willing to listen to it?"

Lan Ziqing paused and sat down at the table.

Liu Hanyan sat down opposite him, took off her veil, revealing a face that had been destroyed by the fire.

Horrible black scorched marks snaked from the forehead to the neck, which looked even scary, and the beautiful and beautiful face of the past was completely destroyed.

Lan Ziqing heard that in order to save His Highness, her face was burned by the fire, and it was precisely because of this that His Highness felt guilty, so he insisted on marrying her as his concubine in front of the Holy Majesty.

When I actually saw it, I was shocked.

did not expect……

Liu Hanyan didn't care much, and slowly poured a glass of the imperial wine brought by Lan Ziqing, looked at the clear wine in the glass, and said softly: "Since it is the imperial wine bestowed by the sage, , I will not invite Lan Xiang to drink, and I hope Lan Xiang will not blame him."

Lan Ziqing hurriedly said it's okay, and sighed inwardly, this woman is quite exquisite.

"Lan Xiang is willing to take the trouble to listen to what I have to say. I am very grateful, and I will offer Lan Xiang a glass of wine first."

Slowly drank the wine in the glass.

Lan Ziqing watched her drink the glass of wine with complicated expressions.

Liu Hanyan poured another glass of wine, held the glass in her hand, and began to talk intermittently, saying that her family was poor, with seven brothers and sisters in the family, and her parents were unable to support her, so she was sold into prostitution.

From then on, I leaned on the building to sell my laughter, and lived like years.

Lan Ziqing herself was sold by her parents into the Li Palace as a slave. Fortunately, the Emperor Li took a fancy to him and pointed out that he could accompany the prince to study, so that he could escape the bad luck of being a slave.Listening to her talk about her life experience at this moment, I can't help but feel sympathetic.

"Smoke girl..."

Liu Hanyan shook her head, and continued: "My life is like nothing. I thought I was destined to be a plaything in this life and become a plaything of high-ranking officials in the building. I didn't expect to meet His Highness... Your Highness treats me differently than other princes and grandchildren. It's really pity me, cherish me, respect me..."

Lan Ziqing thought of that person's affectionate and gentle temperament, remembered that person's single-minded and inquisitive appearance when he liked him, and pursed his lips lightly.

Liu Hanyan saw this appearance in his eyes, and he understood a little bit in his heart, his eyes darkened, and said: "Others say that His Highness is a romantic seed, but I understand in my heart that His Highness is just naturally sentimental, not seeing someone Loving a heartless person is a concubine who is incapable...to keep His Highness."

Lan Ziqing slightly hooked her lips as if sighing.

In order to "cure" His Royal Highness's sentimental nature, my own

Indeed, it took a lot of hard work and hard work,

Liu Hanyan didn't know what he thought of, her almond eyes brightened and darkened for a while, the light and shadow changed endlessly, and finally became bitter, raised the wine glass in her hand, and said: "Lan Xiang, I wish you to grow old together with His Highness, forever Together..."

Resisting the cramping pain in his stomach, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Lan Ziqing's face changed slightly, "Miss Hanyan...you know?"

Liu Hanyan nodded, and said darkly: "That day... His Highness has been calling Lan Xiang by your name..."

In fact, when she called Lan Ziqing to stop, she planned to tell him the fact that His Highness did not have sex with her that day, but now, her heart was bitter and astringent, and there was also some sad jealousy, which made her delay her opening. I can't speak.

If His Highness thought that he had something with her, would he leave her a place in his heart?

Even if it's the dead of night, a sigh when I think of it occasionally, that's fine...

Another glass of wine was poured.

"This concubine knows that His Highness is proposing in front of the imperial court, so I feel pity for my current appearance..."

Raising his hand to touch his cheek, his eyes were bitter.

"It's just that this concubine was born humble, so I dare not extravagantly dream of becoming His Highness's wife... I only hoped to be a slave in the palace, and often accompany His Highness in the morning and evening, but now it is hopeless..."

Staring blankly at the wine in his hand, the pain in his stomach was like a knife, but he still managed to show a smile, looking at the complex-faced man opposite him, he said with difficulty, "If there is an afterlife, I will come back to repay his great kindness." De..."

The third glass of wine, drink into the throat.

This glass of wine was still spicy and bitter, but she felt sweeter in her heart.

For His Highness, she died without complaint.

After drinking three cups of poisoned wine, her internal organs were on fire, and she no longer had the slightest strength in her body. Her wrists trembled violently, and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Bright red blood flowed from her lips, but she braced her delicate body and said: "I'm drunk... so I won't send Lan Xiang..."

Lan Ziqing knew that the alcohol poisoning had already occurred, so she took a deep look at the pale woman in front of her eyes, sighed, and said, "Smoky girl... I'm sorry."

After saying this sentence, he sighed and left.

The woman in white behind her was quietly pillowing on the table, her mouth was full of blood, she was thinking of something, her brows and eyes were smiling.

After Liu Hanyan's death, Emperor Yangdi symbolically punished Su Danchen, and soon released him from prison.

Lan Ziqing was about to go to the prison of the Ministry of Officials to pick up someone, when he suddenly heard a report from the servant saying that His Highness the Third Highness was already waiting in the Lanyue Pavilion.

Lan Ziqing's eyebrows brightened, and she hurried to Lanyue Pavilion, passing through the plum forest, she saw the man in blue robe.

"Your Highness."

Hearing this soft call, the blue-robed man stiffened his back, bit his lip and turned around with a complex expression.

Seeing his appearance, Lan Ziqing's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked him what happened.

Su Danchen bit her lips for a long time, and finally decided to ask, "Give death to Hanyan girl... They said it was your idea... Is it really you?"

Lan Ziqing's face froze.

"I know they must be talking nonsense, how could this be your claim! Ziqing, as long as you say no, I will definitely believe you... Say it... Ziqing, say it quickly... "

Seeing Lan Ziqing's silence for a long time, Su Danchen became more and more panicked, Taohua's eyes were full of panic, and he shook his sleeves in extreme anxiety.

Lan Ziqing looked at him with pity, and said calmly, "This is my proposal."

Just a few words, like thunder on the ground, Su Danchen couldn't recover for a while, only felt "buzzing" in his head, and his heart was very chaotic.

After being stunned for a long time, his lips trembled, and he spoke with difficulty: "Why...why..."

Lan Ziqing turned her head and said nothing.

Su Danchen suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "That pot of poisoned wine..."

This time, Lan Ziqing spoke, lowered her eyes to hide the darkness in her eyes, and said calmly: "I sent it personally."

Su Danchen took two steps back in a daze, looking at the beautiful person in front of him in disbelief, his heart ached so badly, as if he had also drank the pot of poisoned wine, "She has completely ruined her face, and she is lonely and helpless." Yi, why are you so cruel and forced her to death!"

Lan Ziqing raised her eyes to look at him, the love and pity in her eyes became more intense, and said softly: "Liu Hanyan is not dead, how will Your Highness get out of prison? Everything I do is for Your Highness."

"No! You are all for yourself!"

"You were afraid that I would really marry Miss Hanyan, so you killed her... I thought you were just gloomy, but I didn't expect you to be such a cruel and merciless person!"

Lan Ziqing's face turned pale, "Your Highness...is this how you treat me..."

There was only a crisp sound of "tearing", Lan Ziqing's eyes blurred, a piece of robe slowly fell from above, and landed between the two of them like a blue crack.

Su Danchen clenched his fists tightly and forced himself to speak.

"From now on, I, Su Danchen, will have nothing to do with you, Lan Ziqing."

After a long period of silence, Su Danchen's hoarse voice sounded out word by word. He spoke so softly, but Lan Ziqing froze in place as if struck by lightning, unable to recover for a long time, not even knowing when he left. Do not know at all.

There was a "buzzing" sound in his ears like a mad bee flapping its wings, lingering around, it was all that sentence.

It doesn't matter if you cut off your grace.