The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 473
Southern Jin Imperial City, Fengyang

As the imperial capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty, under the feet of the emperor, it is naturally prosperous.

In addition to the original appearance of the Jin state, many foreigners with different appearances and strange clothes also come and go.

Vendors from all over the world come one after another, and all kinds of products flow into Fengyang. There are many shops on the street with various species, and pedestrians come and go one after another, and there is an endless stream.

And this is just the outermost circle.

The closer you get to the palace, the taller and more luxurious the building is. The storefronts of various gold, silver and jade wares are tall and broad, including brocade clothes and jade ware, silk and satin, wine shop and tea shop, and the fragrance of books and ink dyeing.

It is like a scene of prosperity in a peaceful and prosperous age.

On the third floor of the tea house, in the cubicle, two young men in fine clothes sat opposite the window.

A man in a brocade robe and a python robe, with a folding fan and jade pendant, is unparalleled in dignity and incomparable, and his appearance is even more carved like jade, with clear outlines, and it is like a god.

A man in purple riding attire, neat and unrestrained, tall and straight, even if he sits upright, his face is deep and three-dimensional. , most people dare not look directly.

The brocade-clothed man glanced at the cup that was about to be crushed on the table, and sighed amusingly: "What you know is that your beloved sister is like your life, but if you don't know, you think it's your sweetheart. As for being so nervous?"

The teacup in Qin Yan's hand was still broken into pieces, and he bowed his head slightly. The mighty and powerful general looked like a defeated beast: "She didn't allow me to pick it up, and she didn't want people to know that she was my sister, if it wasn't because You, how could I make her angry?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and waited fiercely for the man in brocade clothes in front of him, Song Chen, the king regent.

Glancing at each other, the ends of his eyes are red, just like looking at the enemy.

Song Chen's folding fan was placed between his brows, and he couldn't help laughing and laughing. This General Qin made great achievements in battle. He helped him to ask for a marquis and give him a mansion.

The glory that others can't ask for, how can this glory and wealth be given revenge?
"Why does Sister Ling dislike Fengyang so much?"

In the Southern Jin Imperial City, at the foot of the emperor, everyone is flocking to it, why can't these two brothers and sisters avoid it?
One does not want to stay, the other comes reluctantly.

The position of the marquis was given by him and the emperor chasing after him.

They are not descendants of rebel sinners, so why are they so shy?
Qin Yan snorted coldly: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Even if it's gold, some people still regard it as dung."

"." Uh, that's the truth.

Qin Yan glanced at something, and suddenly got up.

Song Chen instantly understood: "Here?"

Qin Yan strode away without turning his head, Song Chen glanced at it, only to see a large and low-key carriage being passed by a group of guards and supporters, and he couldn't see anything special.

It was rare to have free time today, and he was really curious about Qin Yan's little sister who looked like eyeballs, so he got up and flicked his sleeves.

"Prepare!"

Don't let him see it, he wants to see it.

It was already two quarters of an hour after Song Chen went to the Marquis of Wuying Mansion.

Someone was moving things inside at the door, and Qin Yan was sitting in the main hall with his hands on his knees, his face depressed.

Song Chen is really surprised, is Qin Yan a raised girl or an ancestor?
In the Taiping era, he was still known for his ferocity and made illustrious military exploits. There is no doubt about Qin Yan's strength and might.

But it is such a person who is comparable to Yama, who can stop a child from crying at night. When he mentions his sister, he is like a tiger with a tooth pulled out, forget his temper, and he is so humble. It is really surprising.

"Why are you sitting here? Where is your sister?"

Qin Yan looked up at him and was too lazy to stand up and salute, but when he saw Song Chen, who was dressed in a noble and elegant suit, he suddenly thought of something, narrowed his eyes, and had no good intentions: "My lord, do you still remember what you promised me with the emperor?"

Song Chen was silent, not because he was asked, but because he didn't want to answer.

Others made meritorious deeds and asked for awards, titles, rights, mansions, gold and silver, Qin Yan didn't want them, he just wanted to go home.

The emperor tried every means to send the marquis, and he also put forward conditions, which were also very strange. There was only one request, and don't touch his sister.

His sister does not enter the palace, face the saint, or marry a royal.

Like a wolf-proof.

Does their royal family look short of women?
Even Mo Qingcheng, who is known as the number one beauty in the world, is nothing but this in his opinion. There is no shortage of beauties in the Southern Jin Dynasty, so why is he so strictly guarded?
Besides, Qin Yan's appearance is so fierce, could his sister still grow into a fairy?

He always felt that Qin Yan was too worried. Originally, they didn't care about the Qin family girl, but it was because he was so strict and guarded, which aroused his interest.

Hearing the soft and calm footsteps behind him, he turned his head if he felt it, with a gentle and polite smile on his face, however, the moment he saw the person coming, the folding fan in his hand clicked. fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)