Lingchan turned the rabbit's head in her hand and chuckled, "Let's go into the palace."
Lingchan has a token given by the Queen, allowing her to enter and leave the palace freely.
The carriage could not enter the palace, so Lingchan held the maid's arm and got out of the carriage. In front of the magnificent palace gate, she immediately saw the young man sitting on the city wall.
When he was in Tantai, he was wearing a red robe with a black phoenix bird totem embroidered on the edge. He was aloof, with a cold face, half-lidded eyes looking down, and the high brow bones blocked all the expressions in his eyes.
His thin lips were pursed tightly, he had a quiver on his back and a long bow tightly in his hand.
Ling Chan raised her head and looked at him.
When he was standing in Tantai, he drew out a feather arrow and opened his long bow. The cold light on the tip of the arrow was pointed straight at Lingchan.
It seems that history is repeating itself, time and space are reversed, and the boy and girl who met for the first time in front of the palace wall will say goodbye in front of the palace wall.
Lingchan was wearing a pure moon-white dress, her clothes fluttering in the wind, as graceful as a giant.
This was the girl who fell in love with him at first sight. She was the wife he recognized as the one who disobeyed his father and asked to marry her.
A princess born in a brothel?
That's ridiculous.
He is obviously a nobleman of the Tian family, but he has always been ridiculed by others for his dirty blood.
"The son of a bitch is really irritable and incompetent. He has only brute strength and no brains."
"The son of a pig-killing bitch has the same bad taste, and he actually found a brothel girl!"
What will happen when his child comes out in the future? Are you being pointed at your nose and mocked as "the son of a brothel actress"?
No.
He couldn't let his children suffer like this.
He couldn't let his mother be laughed at for him.
...But this is the first time he likes someone.
The heart in his chest was beating fiercely for the girl every moment, hurting and wailing.
He drew the bow to its fullest limit, exerting so much force that his veins were exposed and his finger bones turned white.
When Tantai let go of his hand.
The moment the arrow came out of the string, he knew it was a fruitless arrow. He exerted so much force that his whole body trembled, so that he lost his strength and deviated from the target.
The arrow body was blown by the wind, and without even cutting the corners of Ling Chan's sleeves, it rolled down weakly at Ling Chan's feet.
When he was standing on Tantai on the city wall, he threw his bow and arrow away and left without looking back.
Ling Chan watched her back gradually receding into the distance, walking farther and farther under the golden sunset.
She lowered her head and covered her lips with her sleeve, her shoulders shaking.
Guanqin looked at her worriedly and comforted in a low voice: "Miss, it's not worth being sad for such a person... He is not worthy of you at all!"
Only the system knows.
Ling Chan's face was hidden in the shadows, with a crazy smile.
…
Lingchan still remembered that the last time she left the palace, she met Emperor Qianhua in the Octagonal Pavilion in front of the city gate.
She walked over slowly.
By chance, I met Emperor Qianhua again.
The maid behind her whispered, "Why is Your Majesty here today? Didn't he never leave the Zichen Palace in the past?"
And Lingchan looked intently at the man standing in the light, and for the first time, she did not take the initiative to avoid him, but walked forward.
Emperor Qian Hua raised his eyebrows and looked at her, with a careless smile on his handsome face. "Long time no see. Tomorrow is your birthday banquet. I wish you a happy birthday in advance."
Lingchan thanked her softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Why did you suddenly enter the palace?"
"..." The girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly blushed shyly. She leaned down to salute, and said softly: "I... recommend myself to your Majesty as a pillow."
Emperor Qianhua: "..."
So sudden?
He looked at the girl in front of him who was bending down to salute.
She buried her head, and her dark hair was only fixed with an elegant hosta. When she lowered her head, it poured out like running water, revealing a section of slender and fair skin on her neck.
The curve from the neck to the shoulders and back to the waist and hips is as smooth as a vase, narrowing suddenly at the waist and releasing a round and full arc at the hips.
In its beauty, there is a hint of youthful and unskilled temptation.
This bit of youthful timidity made her look even more attractive.
Emperor Qianhua's eyes were deep and he said calmly: "I thought you didn't like me?"
"I used to be too naive."
The girl boldly raised her head and looked at him. She still had this face that was so beautiful that anyone could stop in their tracks, but her eyes were indifferent, like a doll that had lost its aura.
"What does liking mean? It is my honor for His Majesty to like me. Of course I must cherish it!"
Lingchan said, opening her tightly clenched fists, revealing the rabbit's head that was warm in her palms.
The sharp edges carved several red marks on the palm of her hand.
She learned to call herself concubine and made bold and seductive gestures, but she was still a stubborn and bold little girl at heart.
"You're lying to me."
Emperor Qianhua said in a calm voice, "I don't like dishonest little girls."
Lingchan raised her head, her beautiful black eyes burning with blazing fire.
"I want rights, I want others not to abandon me, insult me, despise me - I want everyone who has ever failed me or bullied me to kneel at my feet."
