foxy charmer

"Mom, what are you looking at?"

Tangmi took a step back, "I, I didn't see anything, just wandering around."

Concubine Yan Xun tilted her head, looked past Tangmi's face, and saw the map behind her.

Looking away, she looked at the unnatural smirk on Tangmi's face again, thought for a moment, and then smiled, "If mother wants to read, I will send someone to the Xiangxiang Pavilion in a while. There are many things in this study, and it is staggering. I'll go back with you first."

Tangmi felt guilty, wishing she could change the subject immediately, and responded immediately, "Okay, I was planning to go back."

Concubine Yan Xun bent her eyes, turned her body sideways, and asked Tangmi to go out.Before leaving, she glanced at the map on the wall again from the corner of her eye. When she passed by the maid, she whispered calmly, "Put it away."

All the way back to the Falling Immortal Pavilion in a little silence, Tang Mi always had some lingering fears for no reason when she recalled the Concubine Yan Xun she saw just now.

It's only been a month since she came here, but Concubine Yan Xun's attitude towards her is changing every day.Beneath that smiling face was her incomprehensible thoughts.

Tang Mi thought that she probably understood why Concubine Yan Xun had such a bad change.

It's only natural for the villain to hate the heroine, not to mention Concubine Yan Xun's proud temper, how could she tolerate Yan Xunzhen who is always inferior to her and surpasses herself life after life.

Before Tang Mi came to this world, Concubine Yan Xun's hatred for the heroine was very pure.But since Tang Mi came, this hatred began to change.

From her dissatisfaction with the results of her grades, she became jealous of the resources being squeezed out.

When Tangmi met Concubine Yan Xun for the first time, the excitement in the other party's eyes could not be concealed, as if she had finally seen the sun from the clouds and waited for the light.In this world where everything is suppressed and cannot be changed by the plot, Tang Mi is the only uncertain factor, and she is the only variable in Concubine Yan Xun's heart.

For Concubine Yan Xun, who is in despair and can't do anything, change is hope.

But Concubine Yan Xun was too cautious, so that she did an irreparable mistake - she used Yan Xunzhen's identity.

The original intention was to get close to Tangmi, but in this way, even if Tangmi did nothing or said anything, but simply stood in front of Concubine Yan Xun, she was reminding her in a high-profile way:

The mother came here for Yan Xunzhen, and the mother loved the heroine, not her.

This is another kind of despair. This kind of despair forced Concubine Yan Xun to try her best to please Tangmi. She threw priceless gems as stones for Tangmi to play with. He wanted to make Tang Mi happy.

But the happier Tangmi was, the more empty the hole in her heart was. She wondered all the time who Tangmi was happy for.

In order to make up for this anxiety, Concubine Yan Xun became more and more kind to Tang Mi.Such a vicious circle is endless.

Compared with the despair of death, the despair brought by Tang Milai also tortured Concubine Yan Xun day and night. The most direct way to break the latter's endless cycle is to pierce the paper of identity and tear off Concubine Yan Xun's cloak. Yan Xunzhen's identity.

This has been done since Tangmi came.

She pestered Concubine Yan Xun to ask what she wanted, praised Concubine Yan Xun for her beauty, told her how precious a role that could awaken herself was, and even deliberately bad-mouthed Concubine Yan Xun in front of her.

But all of this could not make Concubine Yan Xun let down her guard.

She doesn't trust anyone, least of all herself.

She didn't believe that her mother would like a villain who had been abandoned for many years.

After returning to the dormitory, Tang Mi looked at the computer on the bed, working day and night, the computer was a little stuck.

Her fingers were bent, not only the computer, but also her body was a little stuck: headache, eye pain, and numb thinking.

In any case, [-] words a day is still too much for Tangmi.

The two sat down, Tang Mi was afraid that Concubine Yan Xun would ask about the study, so she rushed to ask, "I heard from Huyue that you didn't sleep well yesterday, did you have a nightmare again?"

Concubine Yan Xun wanted to deny it, but suddenly thought of Tang Mi going to the study today.

The mother lived in seclusion and was not active, so she went straight to the study suddenly, presumably she heard some troubles and doubted her identity.

When the words came to her lips, she changed her words, "Yes, I dreamed last night that my mother was leaving. No matter how much Xunzhen begged, my mother would not stay." The woman tentatively put her hand on the back of Tangmi's hand , "Mother, you wouldn't do that, would you?"

She stared at Tang Mi closely, not daring to miss a trace of strangeness on Tang Mi's face.

Clinker Tangmi shook her head bluntly, "Xunzhen, I promised you to stay, but I can't stay here forever. No matter in your world or mine, there is no one who always sleeps in the same bed with mother daughter."

Concubine Yan Xun was taken aback. She asked this question many times, but every time Tang Mi patiently comforted her, why was this time so different.

"But, but I like my mother, and I want to be with her forever." The smile on Concubine Yan Xun's face turned pale, she softened her body, and wanted to act like a baby in Tangmi's arms like before, but Tangmi straightened her shoulders — pushed away.

"Okay, how old are you, don't always rely on your parents like children." Tangmi smiled, stood up and stretched, "Adults have to be borne by adults, now you go to the study I'm going to get on with my work."

She turned around and walked towards the couch, then huddled in the corner against the wall, staring at the computer without blinking, typing away.

Concubine Yan Xun wanted to overturn the table in front of her for a moment.

She lowered her head, clutching the robe on her knees tightly with her hands, and vented her anger vigorously.

"Mother is always very busy recently," she kept her voice calm, and even smiled a little like a spring breeze, "What kind of person is the new younger sister?"

"A very good person," Tangmi replied without looking up from behind the screen, "If I have to say it, he is a better person than me."

"Is it better than Xunzhen?" Concubine Yan Xunzhen was breathing, her chest was heaving, her blood was so cold that it froze.

"Ah, don't be angry when you say it. Actually, I didn't really want to come here, because I was too young and inexperienced when I wrote Xunzhen, so I think Xunzhen should be my most failed work."

Concubine Yan Xun's pupils shrank slightly.

If the mother has already doubted her identity, then does the "Xunzhen" in this sentence refer to Yan Xunzhen or her.

most failed work...

She stared at the computer in Tangmi's hand, half-closed her eyes.

a good person?

What's so good, the left and right are not all women who are eager to profit from their mothers.If people are people, they will be blinded by interests, and they will feed their enemies with rice. Those heroines who have been sheltered by their mothers since birth, once their mothers take back what they gave, they will immediately feel resentful.

What they love is not the mother, but the power in the hands of the mother.

No one loved her mother as much as she did, no one.

Just as she was about to say something, the maid came hurriedly outside the door and whispered in Concubine Yan Xun's ear, "Prince, Princess Seven is awake."

"Understood." Concubine Yan Xunzhen thought for a while, sent the maid away, then got up and said to Tangmi, "Mother, then Xunzhen will not disturb you, please leave first."

Tang Mi didn't speak. She stretched out a hand from behind the screen and waved it at Concubine Yan Xun, so focused that she didn't even bother to say goodbye.

After the sound of footsteps faded away, she tilted her head from behind the screen, frowned and sighed.

It always feels that the relationship is getting worse and worse. She is really not good at dealing with interpersonal relationships.The two side kisses yesterday were Tangmi's limit.

Speaking of kisses...

Tangmi pursed the corners of her lips, then looked down at her fingertips, which still seemed to have a sticky and slippery touch.

What was Concubine Xun thinking that night.

Being perfect like a prince should not be reduced to liking someone like her. This is not in line with Concubine Yan Xun's personality. She should have a better husband, just like King He is to King Yan.

Only remembering the pros and cons and being indifferent to feelings is the attitude that Concubine Yan Xun, who is firmly in the crown prince, should have, not what she is doing now, pinning illusory emotions on her, which is not beneficial to Concubine Yan Xun.

She had to persuade Concubine Xun to marry a young master or a high-ranking son as soon as possible, and not to waste time on her.

But Tangmi had no intention of persuading her.

She twisted the ribbon on her chest and half closed her eyelids.

Isn't it a matter of course that a part that was separated from her soul finally returned to her body.

She created Concubine Yan Xun, so Concubine Yan Xun should belong to her.She is hers and should be...

No, not right!

Tang Mi snapped back to her senses, and she patted her face hard, making a crisp sound.

How could she have such an idea, the character awakened consciousness, then she is an individual, and should have a beautiful life of her own.What is the difference between what she thought just now and a control freak with excess desire to control.

I can't think about it anymore, she has done a good job in the past five years, and she will continue to do so in the future.

She covered her head, stared at the computer in front of her, and hid her body in the corner even more, afraid of any gaze from the outside world.

Five years later, why is this ridiculous idea popping up again.Did he start to become abnormal again? Could it be because he stayed with Concubine Yan Xun for a long time?

In any case, such thinking is wrong.She made a mistake when she created Concubine Yan Xun, so that Concubine Xun's character is becoming more and more distorted now.She couldn't continue to be paranoid anymore, and she had to turn Concubine Xun's character back on track.

Tangmi's pupils were dizzy for a while, and after a while, she moved her fingers to the keyboard again.

To be positive, optimistic, cheerful, simple and kind, such a heroine is correct, such articles conform to the mainstream of society, such characters are liked by readers, and only authors who convey positive energy can exist.

Those round eyes were opened wearily, and the densely packed words and paragraphs on the screen were reflected in them.These words are warm and lovely, with the sweetness of cream cake, and the purity of white snow, accompanied by the fragrance of birds and flowers, containing green willows and red peaches, containing the warmth of spring and the sanctity of winter. Those stories are all colorful like fairy tales.

But if you take a closer look, contrary to these sweet plots, those eyes staring at the screen are empty and numb, and all the words and sentences do not stay in those eyes, but all condensed into three fiery words - Concubine Yan Xun.

I like... I really like you...

Concubine Xun, I really like you...

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Hey, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked.