Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

On the precious carpet embroidered with red peonies embroidered with gold thread and inlaid with murals of girls flying in the sky, the graceful figure of the dancing girl dazzles the eye, the gauze floats, and the fragrance powder hangs in the air.

Zhao Qingfeng judged the situation, passed through a group of beauties, took a glass of wine and walked to Zhao Yifeng's side, sat down neatly with his robe lifted, and smiled charmingly, "Brother, younger brother respects you."

Zhao Yifeng sat upright, without moving his body, without raising his eyes, took a glass of wine, and swallowed it neatly, counting it as a return gift.

Zhao Qingfeng held the jug and poured a glass of wine for Zhao Yifeng, "Brother and Mr. Qingyu are really destined for each other. We can still meet after we are separated. I admire you."

Zhao Yifeng's eyes tightened, he gave him a blank look, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Qingfeng looked at the cold person in front of him, drank another glass of wine, and said with a smile, "Brother, you look cold, it's hard for Mr. Qingyu to bear it."

"Second brother is very free, huh?"

Zhao Qingfeng drank a glass of wine and smacked his lips, "Brother, the wine here is not as good as 'Wanhualou'. 'Wanhualou' has thousands of girls, so don't you want to try it?"

"This hall is not interested."

"Hey..., isn't big brother a womanizer? How many girls' hearts will be broken by a good man like him?" Zhao Qingfeng leaned lazily on the table, his words were full of regret and love Sigh.

Zhao Yifeng clenched the hand holding the cup tightly, his eyes piercing, "Second brother, do you listen to too many storytellers in the market?"

Jiang Yushu smiled slightly, rubbing Yuxiao back and forth.If it was outside the palace, he couldn't guarantee whether he would directly kill him with the jade flute and seal his mouth.

Now, Zhao Yifeng said the same thing he had said before, and Jiang Yushu suddenly felt that he and Zhao Yifeng had become more and more tacit understanding.

A kind of tacit understanding.

"Whether this hall is a womanizer or not, is it up to you?"

Zhao Qingfeng smiled slightly, the cunning light in his eyes flickered, "No, no, no, I just want to remind my elder brother that you don't have the fate of being a 'beauty' now, you should worry about getting married earlier."

'Beauty Shame'!

Fate!

That absurd, royal joke was brought up again, Zhao Yifeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.If it wasn't for the large number of royals, he would probably beat him to the ground.

"Second brother, if you have something to say, you are all men, so you don't need to beat around the bush."

"Since that's the case, I'll just say it straight, elder brother should marry a wife earlier, and find a 'sister-in-law' for younger brother." The last two words were said to Jiang Yushu.

Jiang Yushu couldn't see it, but felt the sarcastic tone.

He sat quietly, now flipping his hands upside down.

Hands are fair, like a woman.

But it gives people the feeling that it is chilling and ruthless.

He smiled for a moment, his face turned cold.

"Is the Second Highness very free? I wonder if I have time to ask for advice?"

It was a very light, very clear voice, but it contained a coldness of Lingling.

At this moment, Jiang Yushu's eyes were dull, but the determined smile on the corner of his mouth made Zhao Qingfeng uneasy.

That kind of smile seems to have seen all the plots and tricks, and then the victory is at hand.

Zhao Qingfeng couldn't hold back his smile. He once confronted Jiang Yushu, but he felt that he was weak and his teeth were sharp.Now, he is a little scared, yes!Just afraid, that kind of indifferent loneliness seems to eat him at any time, and the kind of coldness that comes with warmth seems to see through the world of mortals, and also see through him.

Or to put it another way, he didn't like Jiang Yushu. He couldn't control the evil spirit and coldness in this man's body.

If facing Zhao Yifeng was a direct blow, but facing Jiang Yushu, Zhao Qingfeng felt that he had to think about it for a while.His intuition told him that this man would be an obstacle in his way of winning the heirloom.

"Young Master Xiao Fa of the Qing Dynasty is absolutely outstanding, and this hall is far behind."

"Really?" Asked coldly, Zhao Qingfeng shuddered, drank another glass of wine, and suppressed his shock.

The Emperor of Heaven sat down from his height and looked at the three people chatting happily, sat down with wine, and walked to the side of the three people.

"You young people like to be lively and chat with all your heart."

The three saluted with wine, "Father (Emperor) cares."

The Heavenly Emperor took Zhao Qingfeng's hand and put it in Zhao Yifeng's, and said kindly: "Both Yifeng and Qingfeng are good children of the father, you brothers should support each other."

The two of them bowed their bodies in a respectful gesture of brothers and sisters, and the Heavenly Emperor was satisfied for a while.He looked at Jiang Yushu with a smile, "Qingyu, you have a melodious flute, and I saw the right person."

Jiang Yushu smiled and said warmly, "The emperor praises you."

The Emperor of Heaven is here, and the three of them are in harmony.

As everyone knows, the spring is undercurrent.

The Heavenly Emperor narrowed his eyes and glanced at the three of them, took a slap on Zhao Yifeng, and said with concern: "Yifeng is the eldest brother, you should pay attention to Qingfeng, he is jumpy, not as calm as you."

Zhao Yifeng bowed and clasped his hands together, "What the father said is that as the eldest son, the son should take the responsibility of taking care of his brothers."

When Zhao Qingfeng heard "the eldest son", the smile on his face couldn't hold back, and his face was cold.

These years, just because he was the second prince, if Zhao Yifeng hadn't killed his second brother, he would probably still be the third prince.Concubine Mo Gui was suppressed by her position, and now he was dragged down by his status as the second son.

He hates!

He is unwilling!

The same family background, the same royal family, the same literary and military strategy.

Why should he, Zhao Qingfeng, be inferior to others, and even miss the position of prince.

Zhao Qingfeng wished he could directly punish Zhao Yifeng, but with a warm smile on his face, "What the father said is that the minister should learn from the elder brother."

The Heavenly Emperor looked at the peace and happiness, nodded in satisfaction, said a few words of concern, and returned to his seat.

Zhao Qingfeng was still thinking about the "eldest son", said a few polite words, and returned to sit opposite him with a sullen face.

Seeing him come back with a sullen face, Jiang Yurou immediately persuaded, "Your Highness calm down, drink a cup of tea to calm down."

The woman is delicate and pretty, with a soft voice, light makeup, and a gentle smile. Zhao Qingfeng's irritability was temporarily suppressed, "Rou'er, you say my brother..."

The woman flicked the accessories on her head and smiled flatteringly, "Your Highness is thoughtful."

The man was curious, "How do you know?"

The woman was charming, and said in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, you joined the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Households to read his two books, will he sit and wait for death?"

Zhao Qingfeng was worried, "This palace is doing it in a subtle way, so you shouldn't be aware of it, right?"

"Just because he doesn't like court, it doesn't mean he doesn't understand. So be careful, Your Highness." After the woman finished speaking, she added a glass of wine to Zhao Qingfeng.

"If he wants to fight back, the Ministry of Rites will be next. Does His Highness know how to do it?"

After hearing this, Zhao Qingfeng gave a charming smile, and drank a sip of wine, "This hall knows."

The man and woman looked at each other and smiled in relief.

"Rou'er, you are really the interpretation flower of this hall."

The woman held the cup, covered her face with her sleeves, and a sinister light radiated from around the corner of her eyes.

"Rou'er, Mr. Qingyu is your cousin."

The woman smiled, obviously not wanting to talk too much, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted and deformed.From the moment the Jiang family was annihilated, Jiang Bieyuan, Jiang Feng's Feng Rongrong was exiled, she hated her.

It was a mistake that Zhao Yifeng selected Jiang Yushu, Jiang Yushu's name, and Jiang Yushu's people. It was Jiang Yushu who harmed Fu Guogong's mansion, everything, and she could only have the position of side concubine.If Zhao Qingfeng rules the world, she will always be a side concubine, and it is impossible for her to be the mother of the world.

What she, Jiang Yurou, wants is to be the mother of the world, to live in the middle palace.

Everything was ruined by Jiang Yushu. Without a good family background, the side concubine can only be the side concubine.

She hates it!She was unwilling to be a side concubine for the rest of her life, so she wanted to ruin Zhao Yifeng.

That man doesn't love him, since she doesn't love him, she would rather destroy him.

The dancers danced happily, and the blossoming peonies became extravagant in the swaying light gauze.

"Chi!" "Crackling" bursts of fireworks bursting into the sound, and the sky exploded colorfully.Following the Heavenly Emperor's sentence of amnesty to the world, it indicated that the banquet had reached its peak and also declared the end of the banquet.

The emperor of heaven had a good time, and the wine was intoxicating.

The courtiers dispersed and the hall was empty.

Zhao Yifeng was left in the palace by Gu Yanmei to speak.

Jiang Yushu was led out of the palace by Xie Yiya.

"Young Master Qingyu, stay a step!" Zhao Qingfeng's voice came from Jiang Yushu just as he walked to the gate of the Qianyuan Hall, beside the white jade dragon dragon carved in Han Dynasty.The man's face was reddish, he laughed wildly, and he wore a cyan robe that gave off a sly look.

"What's the matter, Second Highness?"

Zhao Qingfeng walked up to Jiang Yushu, looked him up and down, and his eyes stopped at his eyes.

"Tsk tsk, I haven't seen 'Sister-in-Law' for more than a year, what happened to the eyes of 'Sister-in-Law'? Let's take a look again, oh! It turned out to be blind, hehe..."

Jiang Yushu's body stood upright, covered with the luster of white jade, with an ethereal and independent air, the moonlight was light, and the jade flute was in his hand.

"Has the Second Highness said enough? Doesn't the Second Highness think that satirizing Jiang's behavior is too, excessive, childish, childish?"

"Yeah, how old is my little elder sister-in-law, and I'm not sure, thank you" elder sister-in-law" for her compliment." Jiang Yushu didn't want to respond to such cheeky words, and pushed Yuxiao with his hands, motioning for Xie Yiya to leave.

Zhao Qingfeng didn't like Zhao Yifeng, and even Jiang Yushu.

He doesn't like his indifference, which is calm and not disturbing the world, and he is also afraid of his calmness with a sure smile.What made him even more displeased was that Zhao Yifeng got close to him and gave him the name 'Mr. Qingyu'.All of them were expelled from the jade certificate, but they were still named by the emperor.

Named by the royal family, the kindness of the heavenly family.

Why did he, Jiang Yushu, want to be associated with the royal family, why?Thinking how much effort Zhao Qingfeng had to make to get a compliment from the Emperor of Heaven, now, an outsider is associated with the royal family because of Zhao Yifeng.The inherent royal overbearing and ambition told him that Jiang Yushu was not worthy of being a royal, nor worthy of being associated with the royal family.

Jiang Yushu's step to leave was stopped again, and Zhao Qingfeng stood firmly in front of Jiang Yushu, sweeping back and forth on him with a mean smile.

"Young Master Qingyu's name, this figure, and the cherry red between the brows are more like a woman. I am thinking that when the elder brother "enjoyed" Young Master Qingyu, he was gentle and caring for the fragrance and cherishing the jade? Or can't restrain the desire-stop-no-can? It was once said that Mr. Qingyu has the ability to bring disaster to the country, but now seeing how enchanting the cherry red between his brows is, it seems that Mr. Qingyu really has the potential to be a 'beautiful woman who can cause disaster'. Hehe..." He laughed presumptuously after finishing speaking.

The spring bird flying by in the distance of the palace was shocked by his wanton laughter.

Blue robes, red palaces, white marble dragons.The three colors meet, and what blooms is the mandala of the monster world, revealing a chill that penetrates the heart.

Jiang Yushu was as white as the moon, calm and motionless. He was rubbing the jade flute at the moment, rubbing it lightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"The Second Highness seems to be a frequent visitor to the 'Wanhualou'. If His Majesty knows, the Second Highness must devote himself to meditation for a while."

A gentle gesture, not a gentle word.Comparing Jiang Yushu to a woman, or even a demon concubine, Zhao Qingfeng must be prepared to accept the price.

Zhao Qingfeng's face sank, he couldn't laugh anymore, he gritted his teeth, "How dare you blackmail this hall? What do you think you are, but an actor/person who performs music and performers. 'Jade Flute Master' refers to elegance as a name. But In the eyes of this hall, it is one, text, no, value!"

Bitches are ruthless, actors are ruthless.

Zhao Qingfeng compared Jiang Yushu to an actor.

No matter how noble and talented Jiang Yushu is, he is just an actor.A voiceless song for people to enjoy.

"Jiang is just reminding His Highness that things must be reversed when they are extreme."

Zhao Qingfeng squinted at Jiang Yushu, trying to overwhelm him in spirit.What?Jiang Yushu's innate gentleness and the fierceness hidden in the cold are beyond comparison with the countless vicious words he said.

"Mr. Qingyu has no home, and it's so pitiful to be alone. If Mr. Qingyu doesn't mind, this palace forgets what I just said, how about inviting Mr. Qingyu to enter the curtain? As an actress/person, I think Mr. Qingyu doesn't mind. Huh?" Zhao Qingfeng Squinting his eyes, he paced around Jiang Yushu with a sarcastic and teasing smile on his lips.

"Second Highness, as a royal, please respect yourself!" With a cold voice, Yu Xiao was angry.

"Hey..." Zhao Qingfeng smiled sinisterly, looking at Jiang Yushu's fair face, he felt a sudden throbbing for a moment.Yuanshan's eyebrows are long, and the brows are cherry red, so he can't help but reach out to touch it.

Zhao Yifeng saw Zhao Qingfeng's frivolous actions when he came out of the Qianyuan Hall, and he thought that Zhao Qingfeng was not going well.Now this person is going to do nasty things to Jiang Yushu.

"Zhao Qingfeng!"

A deep voice, a gritted teeth.

Zhao Qingfeng fixed his hand in the air, turned around to look at Zhao Yifeng, and smiled coquettishly, "It's the elder brother. I don't know what the empress and the elder brother said, but the elder brother is very angry."

Jiang Yushu didn't want to get entangled with the person in front of him, so he signaled Xie Yiya to leave.

If Zhao Qingfeng really made a move just now, then Zhao Qingfeng's right hand is probably useless at this moment.

Watching Jiang Yushu leave, Zhao Yifeng patted Zhao Qingfeng's right shoulder thoughtfully, and didn't let go for a long time.

"Second brother doesn't worry about political affairs and the common people, but I'm sorry for the painstaking efforts of my concubine and concubine who have studied for many years. Second brother, do you think so? Huh?" Only the sound of bones breaking could be heard in the seemingly harmonious appearance of the two. Issued next.

Enduring the pain, Zhao Qingfeng tried his best to shake Zhao Yifeng's hand away.

The man's face was pale and sweat dripped. It seemed that Zhao Yifeng had killed him.

"Thank you brother for reminding me, but brother cares so much about Mr. Qingyu, brother doesn't really have dragon/yang/addiction/okay?"

Zhao Yifeng cast him a cold stare, with a horrifying look on his face, "Second Brother, please take care of yourself!"

The man lifted his robe and left the Qianyuan Hall with a gloomy face.

Zhao Qingfeng endured the pain and watched that scene with a smile.

Zhao Yifeng, Jiang Yushu is your doom!

Jiang Yurou greeted Zhao Qingfeng with a smile after greeting his wife, Minister of Rites.

"Your Highness, are you?"

Zhao Qingfeng was frantic, "It's okay, just raise it. How are things going?"

Jiang Yurou bowed and smiled brightly, "Everything is done, everything should be fine, don't worry, Your Highness."

"hiss……"

Severe pain in the shoulder blade, the man gave a light squeak, his face turned pale.

"Your Highness, it is better to return to the palace earlier to recuperate."

The man hugged his shoulders, and looked back at the place where Zhao Yifeng left, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.He took Jiang Yurou away.