The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 103 What did you call me just now?
"Senior Sister." A cold voice sounded in the small courtyard, the voice was as deep as an old woman, and it didn't match the thin figure, "It's me."

"Honghu! Let me out!"

"Senior Sister, you told me a few days ago that you are going to be the wife of the Marquis Mansion, and you even rewarded me with a few ingots of silver wrapped in red paper. You said that you want me to concentrate on cultivation, and in the future...to inherit the mantle of Master." Thin little The figure walked two steps closer to the hut, her gloomy face was reflected by the firelight, "Senior sister, I don't want to become a fairy, I also want... to be the wife of the Houfu."

"You are delusional!" Bailu stood in front of the window, his voice was so pale in the firelight, "Changsheng has only brother and sister feelings for you! He swore to me just now..."

"Hahaha..." The gray-robed girl in the courtyard suddenly let out a deep and strange laugh, tears streaming down her cheeks, "He told you that he only has brother-sister affection for me? If he only has brother-sister affection for me?" Love, how could it be...you were still in love with me just now? Sister, you have been with Changsheng for three years, has he ever touched you?"

I don't know if she was choked by Honghu's words or the thick smoke in front of her eyes. The woman in white coughed heavily, her tears mixed with dust, and her eyes were blurred.

"What a joke!" Honghu flicked his sleeves angrily, pointed to the plaque on the thatched cottage and said, "He settled you in Qinglongwu, far away from the Hou's Mansion, but secretly welcomed me into his bedroom in the Hou's Mansion, what do you say? ...Who will he marry? Sister, I reminded you earlier that you didn't believe it yourself. You always like to read books about love and love, why do you read so much and don't grow at all?"

Egret's robe was already on fire, and the flames rolled over every inch of her body.The pain was so extreme that I couldn't feel it anymore.

"By the way, Senior Sister." Seeing that she didn't answer, the gray-robed girl in the courtyard shook her head and said, "Where is the protective bracelet that Master gave you?"

Egret touched his empty wrist, and instantly understood everything.

It is said in the book that it is difficult to draw the bones when painting a tiger with painted skin, knowing the face but not the heart.But she never thought that Junior Sister Honghu, who also practiced the way of cause and effect, would kill herself for the sake of a man.

"There is a cause and destiny to gather the world, and a cause and destiny to destroy the world." Bailu's heart was empty, but he didn't feel pain.

She reached out to take off the wooden hairpin on her head, and the man's gentle and warm smile appeared in front of her eyes again, but it was quickly reduced to ashes along with the pineapple wooden hairpin.

The fire burned the wooden beams, and the sound of the strong wind was everywhere.

Her body was hot and cold, the woman woke up from her sleep, grabbed the arm of the man beside her, and sat up.

"Longevity!"

"What's wrong?" Seeing that her head was covered with sweat and her back was wet, Yang Xuan tried to slow down her tone, "But did you have a nightmare?"

She rubbed her eyes and nodded.

"What did you call me just now?" The man's handsome eyebrows frowned, and he gave her a displeased look, "But you're sleepy?"

The woman in a pure white embroidered orchid nightgown opened her eyes in a trance, staring at the darkness in front of her, and it took a long time to see things clearly, and asked faintly, "My lord, did I say something wrong just now? "

"What do you think?" Yang Xuan pouted angrily, "What's going on in your mind? Whose name did you call just now?"

"I... I had a nightmare," she scratched her head for a while, then raised her head, "I dreamed about Chen Yang."

A bit of cold white moonlight came in from the window, shining on the man's face ashen, with little flames of jealousy in his eyes, he pulled her to lie down and asked, "What did you dream about him?"

"He tricked me into taking away the bodyguard bracelet that master gave me, and let Honghu burn me to death." Zhao Shuang leaned on him, not crying, but her voice was a little desolate, "Master told me since I was a child, my body is so beautiful. It’s not easy, and the only way to stay safe is to stay away from men, he gave me an elixir and a bracelet for protection.”

"Then why didn't you listen to him, and you were greedy for the world of mortals, and then gave your hand to someone else?" Yang Xuan angrily nodded her nose, then hugged her to comfort her.

"You don't know, after the master left, the mountain was really boring," Zhao Shuang recalled, while smiling bitterly, "there was no one else in the master's gate except Honghu. I just went down the mountain secretly to play, and secretly traded herbs for Sometimes I pretend to be a storyteller, go to the teahouse to tell stories, and earn some money to eat. At that time, I thought the world under the mountain was really interesting, much more interesting than in the Taoist temple. I dreamed that there would be One day there will be a man who will take me down the mountain..."

"Shuang'er," Yang Xuan hugged her suddenly, and then asked after a pause, "You and that Chen Yang... have you..."

Zhao Shuang waited for a long time, but he didn't see him continue, so he raised his head and asked, "Is there anything?"

"No...it's nothing." He suddenly let go of her, looked up at the pearl partridge embroidered on the bed canopy, his mind was heavy and his expression was solemn.

Zhao Shuang looked at his eyebrows suspiciously, grabbed his hands twice, and scratched his waist again.

The man finally couldn't resist her calling, turned around and hugged her.

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The spring is bright and beautiful, shining warm on people's bodies.

Zhao Shuang had nothing to do, so he invited Bing Ji and Lian Wu to enjoy the scenery on the water pavilion of Jingxin Lake.

The water was rippling, and there were a few river lanterns floating on the shore of the lake, which were set off by Zhao Shuang and Yang Xuan on the Lantern Festival.

Now the candlelight is long gone, but the colorful light boats have been floating on the water.

"Princess, you have to make up your mind early about what I told you." Bing Ji sat aside and poured Zhao Shuang a glass of wine, "Sister Xu's wedding is coming soon, let's not leave... ..."

"It's not that I don't want to go, it's just that...the former concubine of the lord is remarried, I don't have the nerve to let him go...to join in the fun." Zhao Shuang sighed helplessly, "If he doesn't go, I will definitely not be able to leave either."

Yang Xuan sticks to people like a dog's skin plaster, wishing she could tie herself to his belt and tie it with Yu Xiaojian.

"Princess, Sister Xu said that the magical doctor is very effective. If you want to spread the branches and leaves as soon as possible, you might as well give it a try. If you tell the prince, he will not stop him, right?" Bing Ji handed the wine cup respectfully. To her, "There is also the lifelong event of the concubine, and I ask the princess to take care of it."

"Bing Ji, do you want to see the prince and grandson in the capital?" Zhao Shuang took a sip from the wine cup, "There are a few good people in the capital..."

"My concubine, I'm a concubine... I won't marry unless you are the second son of Xu," Bing Ji said shyly, "The second master Xu is a relative of sister Xu. He is really a young talent. It's just that I am a concubine. Second Young Master Xu, if the concubine is willing to help this concubine, I will definitely repay you in the future..."

Zhao Shuang picked up a willow branch to tease Ruo Ji who was lying beside her, and said complacently, "What's so difficult about it? Just ask the prince to write a letter to Gaotang of the Xu family?"

With Yang Xuan's prestige, let alone a marriage, even if he fell in love with Second Young Master Xu, it would not be difficult for the Xu family to pack him up and send him to Beijing immediately.

　I found that the chapter title of Chapter V cannot be changed. I accidentally sent the word "final draft" a few days ago, and it cannot be deleted.

　　You all know how painful it is for me to revise the text. I have to revise it several times before finalizing it. If I don’t mark it, I will revise it later.

　　
　
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