"Your Majesty Wen Zijian, pay homage to His Highness the King of Jin!" Zijian, who was guarding outside the small hall, hurriedly came up to greet him and spoke softly, like a fly that had seen blood.
Lutang looked at Xiao Yuanhui without sideways eyes and introduced: "Your Highness has never seen my third sister Zijian."
Xiao Yuanhui raised his eyebrows and smiled, regaining his graceful and heroic posture, with a smile on his face: "The third young lady has a good appearance and is also a beautiful woman."
He specifically ordered Zijian to raise her head, and with a smile asked about her age, birth date, and about her studies and other matters.
Purple Dian, on the other hand, knelt down beside the door and answered the questions carefully, while the orioles sang like flowers and answered the questions carefully.
Comparing the sisters, Zi Dao is not as gorgeous as Hong Yao, and not as enchanting as Lu Tang, but she is worse than her in being young, lively, charming, smart, and has a unique charm.
"My daughter admires His Highness's talent and hopes to obtain His Highness's calligraphy treasures, so that she will have no regrets in this life."
When she was speaking, she raised her head and glanced up. When she saw Xiao Yuanhui looking at her, she quickly lowered her head, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Okay, let's look at the pen and ink. Miss Third and I will mention a few poems."
Xiao Yuanhui was very happy. He put his arms around Zi Daan's shoulders and went back to the small hall.
Lutang felt nauseated in her heart.
Purple Daphne really belongs to Setaria, and its ability to fall with the wind is unparalleled.
Su Su beside her couldn't stand it anymore, gritted her teeth and said with hatred: "Miss Third, you are so shameless!"
Lutang stopped her words and chuckled: "It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. She committed suicide on her own to prevent me from being blamed for killing my sister."
She bowed Yingying, held Su Su's hand and left, leaving Xiao Yuanhui and Zi Daan in the small hall.
On the stage, the gongs and drums were playing in unison, and a drama of gods and demons was being performed. Suddenly, gods, ghosts, and demons emerged, making it very lively.
Wen Hong Yao was very satisfied. When he saw Lu Tang returning to his seat, he deliberately smiled and asked, "What private words did His Highness King Jin and his second sister have?"
Her delicate red lips looked like red blood on her lips. Lutang lowered his head, twirled his fingers, and answered with a soft smile: "Your Highness asked me if my hand still hurts."
Wen Hongyao smiled and said coldly: "You are an ominous daughter, the one who killed your parents. If Chen Tianshi hadn't opened his third eye, I don't know how many relatives would have been killed. Your finger bleeds, but it's only a little bit, and the kindness of your parents is like an ocean. , I should have cut off my bones and flesh to repay you!"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wen Hou agreed very much. She frowned and nodded, and sighed: "The root of the rebellion in the family should not be left behind. As an aunt, I can't say much."
They plan to use their lies to kill people and get rid of the thorn in their flesh.
Lutang smiled calmly and said: "My parents died young, leaving only two daughters, Zi Yuan and me. I am still the fate of the ominous daughter Lone Star. I don't dare to protect myself in the future. My aunt and eldest sister can protect my third sister." .”
She deliberately mentioned Purple Daphne and guided her to the main building with her eyes.
There were carved railings and painted vermilion screens, but the main seat was empty, and the King of Jin had not returned to his seat.
Wen Hongyao looked slightly panicked and winked at Miao Tong, who quickly ran downstairs.
Lutang picked up the tea cup and blew on it, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin said: He and his sister are a match made in heaven, and we have an old marriage contract. I wanted to imitate the story of Empress E's daughter, but I was afraid that the royal family would not allow it."
Wen Hongyao bit her lip slightly and said coldly: "Sister, I love you very much, and I have also thought about serving you together. It's a pity that your destiny is ominous, so don't think too much."
Lutang quickly put down the tea cup and said happily: "How can I dare to think too much about my lonely destiny? But with the blessing of my ancestors, my eldest sister's wish is still feasible. Zi Yuan is young and charming, and he likes his highness. He can accompany his sister in the future. about."
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps on the stairs, and Miao Tong quickly went upstairs and whispered in Wen Hongyao's ear.
Wen Hongyao's face turned purple for a moment and she looked back at her mother.
Mrs. Wenhou frowned slightly and shook her head quietly.
Wen Hongyao's aggrieved eyes were filled with tears, her lips were trembling, and she could not utter a single word.
Lutang slowly picked up a piece of pastry, faced the stage with a smile, and watched the demons dancing on the stage.
At this moment, the doors and windows of the small hall downstairs were closed, but there was smoke from the golden stove in front of the jade screen, the robes and thin shirts were scattered, and the bed was shaking gently and breathing heavily.
The purple coriander was peeled off like a white sheep, and the golden hairpin was long and slanted, and it was lying on the couch timidly.
Xiao Yuanhui half-took off his robe, veins popped out on his forehead, his hands were as craggy as dragon claws, and his eyes were full of sinister fervor.
"Your Highness...be gentler...my daughter...can't bear it..."
The soft whispers gradually dimmed, like candles flickering out.
Xiao Yuanhui remained the same, pinching her fragile neck with his palms, his nails digging into the skin, leaving bleeding threads in the white greasy skin.
The sound of the soft couch shaking became louder and louder, Xiao Yuanmu gasped like a roar, and Zi Daan's voice became weaker and weaker.
After a long time, he stood up panting and asked someone to help him change his clothes.
The servant of Prince Jin's Mansion was serving his master, but his eyes could not help but drift to the couch.
Miss Wen San was naked and fainted on the soft couch, like a dead flower and a withered willow.
Xiao Yuanhui straightened his robe, walked out of the small hall with a happy face, and went upstairs to watch the show as before.
As soon as he left, seven or eight operas had already been sung on stage.
Prime Minister Yan also got the news. The old fox was calm and composed, without even moving his eyelids.
Marquis Wen also knew about this from his servants, but he never took his nieces to heart. Today's alliance with Xiao Yuanhui has been decided. Zi Yuan, a little concubine, can be used as he pleases.
The sun's shadow was setting in the west, Zi Dao still hadn't come back, and Wen Hong Yao was the first to sit still.
The scene in the small hall is infinitely charming, with clothes scattered on the floor, broken ribbons, broken buttons, and embroidered shoes thrown under the bed.
On the messy soft couch, purple coriander lay naked, and her fair skin was covered with bruises, redness, and bloodstains, which was unbearable to look at.
Wen Hongyao's sharp eyes saw a small ball of bright red blood on the soft couch.
Her face turned red, her eyes rolled up and down, and she looked around the couch a hundred and eighty times, snorting coldly in her throat.
Miao Tong followed behind, came forward with cold tea in his hand, and poured it on his face.
Zi Daan woke up and recognized Wen Hong Yao, whose face was ashen.
"big sister……"
Snapped!
"Shameless little whore!" Wen Hongyao slapped her face, pointed at her nose and cursed.
Zi Daan pulled on her tattered clothes to cover herself up, held her face in her hands and sobbed, innocent and pitiful.
"It's all His Highness..."
Wen Hongyao's eyes were filled with fire and his hands were shaking: "You little bitch, why didn't I beat you to death in the first place!"
"Your Highness wants to favor me, and I dare not disobey!"
Ziyuan's face turned red and white from embarrassment. She didn't care about being naked, so she rolled out of bed and hugged Wenhongyao's legs.
"Beat this bitch to death!" Wen Hongyao's eyes were about to burst, and his pupils were filled with blood.
"Miss, no! It's not a big deal to beat her to death. I'm afraid that Prince Jin will have some quarrel with the eldest lady!" In the midst of all the hustle and bustle, Miao Tong hurriedly tried to dissuade her, "His Royal Highness is lucky to have her, and the Marquis also knows it."
Zi Yuan was so weak and boneless that she knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "Sister, Zi Daan has no one to rely on. Only eldest sister can rely on you. If eldest sister allows me to enter the palace, I will serve your highness and sister as a slave and maid." "
There was a commotion in the small hall, while Lutang hid herself at the door and watched the show quietly.
"Second Miss, look." Susu's hands were so fast that she picked up a moon-white satin bellyband from the ground.
The bottom of the light blue satin is embroidered with small violet flowers, but the back is soaked in black ink, with two lines of poetry written on it -
"Crying cuts off the slanting shadow of the sun, and the willow's small waist."
Xiao Yuanhui was a great calligrapher of this dynasty, and Luoyang paper was the most expensive in calligraphy. This font is clearly his own handwriting. Lutang put away her life with a smile.
Madam Marquis Wen then came over and ordered the old nanny to help Zi Dian get dressed without any expression. She said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin has made an agreement with the Marquis to order Zi Di to be a concubine and enter the palace together."
"Thank you to your uncle and aunt for your niece's success, and thank you to my eldest sister for your success."
Zi Yuan put on her clothes and wiped the tears from her face, unable to hide a hint of pride.
Although she was a concubine from the second wife's house, as the concubine of her direct cousin, she would definitely get the position of concubine when she entered the palace.
Wen Hongyao has become a faded flower, but she is a perfect body, and she will definitely be favored by the King of Jin in the future. If you can give birth to a heir apparent, it will not be difficult to depose the princess!
Over the years, she can take back the humiliation she suffered from her two sisters, Hongyao and Lutang! She wants to defend her dead mother!
"Sister, what happened today is not that Zi Daan is shameless, but that His Highness has risen..." Zi Daan knelt down at Hong Yao's feet and was about to cry: "I only wish to serve His Highness together in the future. Zi Daan doesn't dare to think about it."
At this moment, seeing that the boat was done and there was no room for change, Wen Hongyao could only suppress his anger.
Ziqian knew her secret and had to temporarily win over her for the future.
She pulled out a golden phoenix hairpin with jewels from her head and slowly inserted it into the messy bun of Zi Daan, full of hatred.
"Third sister, please don't blame me. Your Highness is uninhibited, but you are the daughter of a boudoir, how can you do such a despicable thing? Since His Highness likes it, I have nothing to say as a sister. You and I have the same love as sisters."
Looking from a distance, Lutang could feel Wen Hongyao's hatred.
Her father and uncle tried every means to mediate and finally agreed on her marriage to Prince Jin. But on the day of the engagement, her fiancé was having an affair with her cousin.
Xiao Yuanhui could still show no shame and ask openly and honestly to marry his concubine and his concubine.
Such news will be known to everyone in the city tomorrow.
Among the daughters of the Wen family, the eldest daughter is a joke that is extremely virtuous, the second daughter is an ominous star that kills her parents, and the second concubine is a little prodigal living alone with her soon-to-be brother-in-law.
The illustrious Beining Hou Mansion is simply a wonder in the world.
Everyone had their own thoughts and went upstairs to watch the show again.
Lutang sat next to Hongyao, eating tea fruit with a smile.
"When the third sister gets married, I, the biological sister, will prepare some gifts to accompany her."
Zijian went to Wenhongyao again, and once again ignored Lutang, "Second sister thinks that I am a commoner, and I dare not touch my father's and mother's property. Zijian married into the palace as a concubine, and she has her own royal status, so I dare not The second sister of labor.”
"Oh? Did eldest sister promise you to be the concubine? Or did His Highness promise you?" Lutang pretended to be curious and asked with a smile.
When Prince Daliang got married, he had one main concubine, one side concubine, two concubines, and eight good sons. Both the principal concubine and the side concubine have titles, and they need to be married by the royal family.
Zi Yan's cheeks turned red and she said shyly, "Your Highness said that I am a noble concubine and can be a concubine."
King Jin pushed her down on the soft couch and said this in desperation.
"The third sister is young and beautiful. She expressed her admiration in front of His Highness and recommended herself as a pillow. No wonder His Highness dotes on my sister." Lutang chuckled.
Looking at it now, everyone in the Wen family is an unlucky daughter, and no one Xiao Yuanhui marries will get better!
She drank tea and saw Wen Hongyao full of anger and Wen Zijian as silent as a cicada. She couldn't stop laughing.
