The demon concubine of rebirth, you have been tricked by gl

On this day, although it was still snowing, someone came to visit again.

It was Ye Zhaoyin who came.

A person who is always smiling on weekdays, but today someone provoked her, she stretched her face, holding two jugs of wine, and came to Jingling Hall with no expression on her face.

He came to Xia Qiulian's study silently, put the wine on the table, picked up the glass, poured two glasses of wine, and handed Xia Qiulian a glass.

"Qiu Lian, have a drink with Ben Gong."

Xia Qiulian was stunned, took the wine glass, and asked softly.

"Sister Concubine Zhao... why are you so unhappy today?"

Ye Zhaoyin raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, looking at the empty wine glass in her hand with a lonely expression and said with a wry smile.

"When have I ever been happy?"

After saying these words, Ye Zhaoyin began to pour herself wine, drinking one after another, but her eyes became clearer and clearer.

When she finished drinking a jug of wine and wanted to drink again, Xia Qiulian held her hand down.

She comforted softly.

"Sister Concubine Zhao, even if you drink well, drinking too much will still hurt your health."

Ye Zhaoyin let go of the wine glass in her hand, staggered two steps back, and leaned against the tea table in the study, she sat down weakly, lying on her head, her eyes were dazed and she didn't know what she was looking at.

"Qiu Lian, I originally thought that I would be free and unrestrained after leaving Jiang Guo and those so-called family members. But...Even if I am in this palace now, I can be domineering, but why am I still afraid at night? tight."

People always feel depressed sometimes, even Ye Zhaoyin, who seems to see through everything, is the same.

Xia Qiulian has never been good at talking, but she can always comfort others in another way, with her unique gentleness.

The cold person still looked indifferent, but those dark and indifferent eyes became warmer little by little, like a clean lake in winter, one could see to the end at a glance.

With a confusing taste, it makes people feel at ease and comfortable.

She walked slowly to Ye Zhaoyin and sat beside her.

Ye Zhaoyin looked up at her, with unshed tears in her eyes, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Xia Qiulian's hands, her eyes were sad and unwilling.

"Qiu Lian, why don't you say she doesn't like me. I used to think that I was the one in her heart."

The most desperate and painful misunderstanding in this world is probably that the person you think you love also loves you.

Xia Qiu lowered his eyes and sighed softly, why are people in the world always disturbed by love?

"Sister Zhaofei, how do you know that her heart belongs to her? Since you once thought she liked you, it must be that she treats you differently from others. Maybe she really likes you."

Ye Zhaoyin shook his head and smiled wryly.

"No, maybe she does like me a little bit, but she can work hard for that person, and she is willing to do anything for that person. Maybe, even if that person tells her to kill me, she will do it without hesitation."

When Ye Zhaoyin said this, she became angry, raised her head and wiped the red corners of her eyes, and said with gritted teeth.

"You said, there are so many women in this palace. Some are lonely and some are empty. As long as I like it, I can always hook up with a few who are devoted to me. But why do I fall in love with her? She has a stinking face all day long. It's as if someone owed her money and hasn't paid her back, no matter how good she is, she is as cold as a stone. The body is not beautiful, there are scars everywhere, and it doesn't look like the smooth white skin of ordinary women."

Xia Qiu looked up at the resentful Ye Zhaoyin, and said calmly.

"No matter how indifferent she is to you, you always have her in your heart."

"Well, there is her, no matter how indifferent she is, I want to post it, it's really sad."

With tears in her eyes, Ye Zhaoyin slumped down on the table, and began to drink herself again.

Xia Qiulian didn't stop her anymore, but silently filled her another glass of wine.

At this time, Ye Zhaoyin naturally didn't know that the person in her heart was actually her.

She doesn't understand now, but one day, she will definitely understand.

Xia Qiulian looked at Ye Zhaoyin's eyes with pity and guilt.

In fact, for Ye Zhaoyin, she owed it too.

When Emperor Yan in the previous life thoroughly investigated the secret affairs of the palace, these concubines who were married from foreign countries were almost killed.

She was protected by Yan Wanting, so she escaped the catastrophe.

And Ye Zhaoyin...

At that time, it was too late for her to save Ye Zhaoyin, which made Ye Zhaoyin suffer such a miserable end.

If you count carefully, isn't she also a driving force behind the scenes?

Ye Zhaoyin lay on the table, calling Xia Qiulian's name one after another, seeming a little drunk.

"Qiu Lian, Qiu Lian, do you know who that person is in my heart?"

Xia Qiulian came back to her senses and saw that the jug on the table was empty again, Ye Zhaoyin took half a jug of medicinal wine Fu An brought her from the side, and poured it into her mouth regardless.

Xia Qiulian was startled, and quickly reached out to grab the half pot of medicinal wine in Ye Zhaoyin's hand.

"Sister Zhaofei, you can't drink this wine."

But when he grabbed it, Ye Zhaoyin had already taken a big gulp of medicinal wine, frowned and licked his red lips with a look of disgust.

"What kind of wine is this, why is it so bitter?"

Xia Qiulian reluctantly took back the remaining medicinal wine and put it on the bookshelf first.

"This is the special medicinal wine given to me by the little imperial doctor of Fu'an. She told me that there is strong medicine in it. I can only drink half a cup at a time."

Ye Zhaoyin staggered to Xia Qiulian's side, her eyes blurred and her cheeks flushed strangely.

"Little Fu'an's wine? Then I took a big sip, what will happen?"

Xia Qiulian looked back at Ye Zhaoyin helplessly, supported her who was staggering, and said with a headache.

"I'll get drunk and have nightmares."

Ye Zhaoyin was breathing heavily, but although her eyes were blurred, she waved her hand with some sanity and said loudly.

"Drunk, huh. Madam, I have never been drunk in my life."

Ye Zhaoyin's alcohol capacity is indeed good, but this is Fu'an's special medicinal wine, which is used to warm up the body.

I don't know what herbs were added. After Xia Qiulian drank half a glass of wine, he would feel hot all over and dreamy at night, and he would wake up with a layer of cold sweat the next day.

Fu Anqian reminded Wan Wan not to drink too much wine, but Qingyuan somehow left the wine in the study.

Let Ye Zhaoyin take a big gulp unconsciously, not knowing what will happen.

The stamina of the wine came very quickly, and as soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zhaoyin, who was still able to stand upright, put almost all of her body weight on Xia Qiulian.

Ye Zhaoyin has a fragrance on her body, which is not like the usual scent of powder on her body, but much lighter, like the faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Xia Qiulian supported her, with some difficulty trying to move her to the table and help her sit down.

But Ye Zhaoyin looked thin, but her body was a bit heavy. Xia Qiulian supported her, but her steps were a little unsteady.

Ye Zhaoyin, who leaned close to her, was dishonest, closed her eyes and muttered that she was not drunk, and even waved her hand around.

With great difficulty, Xia Qiulian dragged Ye Zhaoyin to the couch in the study.

After a short journey, Xia Qiulian was a little tired, she stretched out her hand to help Ye Zhaoyin cover the brocade quilt, and said softly.

"Sister Concubine Zhao, please rest here for a while. I'll ask Qingyuan to go to the imperial hospital and invite the little imperial doctor Fu'an to show you."

"No."

Ye Zhaoyin suddenly yelled loudly and terrified, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she shook her head and kicked off the brocade quilt that had just been covered on her body.

Xia Qiu was stunned, knowing that Ye Zhaoyin had already fallen into a nightmare.

Fu'an said that a certain medicinal material in this wine is easy to lure people into dreams.

Even if she drank it, she would always have some weird dreams. It seems that Ye Zhaoyin fell into a dream so quickly.

Ye Zhaoyin didn't know what she was dreaming of in her dream, and tears kept falling from her tightly closed eyes.

Xia Qiulian looked at her, feeling sad.

She reached out her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ye Zhaoyin's eyes, but Ye Zhaoyin suddenly reached out and held both hands tightly.

Ye Zhaoyin's words were a little vague, but Xia Qiulian could hear them clearly.

"Chubai, Li Chubai, you bastard, you just die. Go to hell. Anyway, you are willing to do anything for her. Anyway, you are not afraid of death, so you should die soon."

All the words were cursing Li Fengyou, but after cursing, he began to feel wronged and distressed.

"Li Chubai...I want to bear some of your injuries for you. Why don't you like me? I like you so much."

It's all about Li Fengyou, and it's all about her.

Xia Qiulian drooped her eyes, which dimmed a little.

She was silent for a while, and wanted to break free from Ye Zhaoyin's hand, but she didn't want Ye Zhaoyin to think of her as Li Fengyou in his drunkenness, and with great strength, he pulled Xia Qiulian to his chest with a strong hand.

Then he embraced her with both hands, and held Xia Qiulian tightly in his arms, unable to break free.

"Don't leave me, don't go."

Ye Zhaoyin murmured, and refused to let go of her hand no matter what.

Xia Qiulian was pressed against Ye Zhaoyin's chest, her face was pressed against the softness, and the faint body fragrance lingered around her nose.

"Sister Zhaofei, you...you let go."

Xia Qiu felt a little helpless and reached out to press Ye Zhaoyin's shoulder, trying to push her away, but she didn't know whether her strength had become weaker or Ye Zhaoyin's strength was really strong. She pushed and pushed for a long time, but couldn't push her away.

Ye Zhaoyin recited Li Fengyou's name in a low voice, hugging him tighter and tighter.

Xia Qiu blushed, frowned slightly and stopped her hands in embarrassment, but she was tired, so she could only let Ye Zhaoyin hold her as if she was resigned to her fate.

She can only leave after she gives her hand.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Zhaoyin fell into a deep sleep, but she still didn't let go, Xia Qiulian was pressed to her chest motionless, her back ached a bit too much.

Sensing that Ye Zhaoyin's hand was loosened a little, Xia Qiulian wanted to take the opportunity to break free.

It's just a coincidence that Qing Yuan knocked on the door outside.

"Miss, the princess is here, are you here?"

Yan Wanting is here.

Hearing this, Xia Qiulian was startled, and wanted to break free from Ye Zhaoyin's shackles even more.

But Xia Qiulian wanted to break free, but Ye Zhaoyin suddenly hugged her hard, as if struggling, trying not to let Xia Qiulian break free.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and the bang sound seemed to be knocking on Xia Qiulian's heart.

"Miss, miss. You can be in the study, miss."

Yan Wanting's voice faintly floated into Xia Qiulian's ears.

"Could something have happened, Qing Yuan, Qiu Lian is really inside."

"Yes, yes. Miss and Concubine Zhao are chatting and drinking inside, and have never gone out."

Yan Wanting was silent for a while, and said decisively.

"Qingyuan, get out of the way."

"Ah, Your Highness, this is..."

Xia Qiulian's heart tightened, she must not let Yan Wanting see her current appearance, she bit her lip and pushed Ye Zhaoyin's hand with all her strength.

Almost as soon as she pushed it away, there was a loud bang at the door.

Yan Wanting raised her leg and kicked open the door easily, but before she retracted her leg, she saw Xia Qiulian raised her head from the couch very quickly.

Yan Wanting was startled, slowly lowered his legs, and lifted the hem of his clothes.

She blinked, and subconsciously approached the room. She turned her head to look at Xia Qiulian, whose clothes were disheveled and her hair was messy, and then looked down at Ye Zhaoyin, who was lying on the couch with his clothes open and his face flushed.

Qingyuan was also stunned by the door, but she didn't see anything, and she didn't find anything, but was frightened by Yan Banting's swift kicking of the door.

Xia Qiulian Shi Shiran stood up, as if nothing had happened, and bowed to Yan Wanting with a cold face.

"Your Highness is here, Qiu Lian is far away to welcome you, and I hope His Highness will forgive you."

Yan Wanting frowned tightly, and she opened her mouth, feeling that she had seen something just now, but looking at Xia Qiulian's calm and cold expression, she felt that she might be dazzled.

For a moment, he stood there in a daze, staring at Xia Qiulian blankly.