What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 145 Grumpy
"Go, don't tell her to say things she shouldn't say," Wang Xiangjun was irritable.

Qiuhu was already powerful.

The prince didn't come to the room for a long time, his body and mind were on fire, and he exploded at the slightest word.

The red rice leaves with interest.

Wang Xiangjun tugged at his collar impatiently, just happened to come in, and whispered a few words in her ear mysteriously.

"What, you want to go out?!"

Seeing that the fifteenth day is about to arrive, the prince suddenly wants to go out for three days, five days and ten days, when will it be the end.

"I don't think the prince's heart is with me at all, it's clearly that bitch of the Lin family..."

"Princess and master!"

Nanny Cheng quickly covered her mouth: "Don't talk nonsense, you are the prince's first wife, Lin Liangdi is just the daughter of a guilty minister, she has no right to argue with you?"

"Everyone says that, but everyone knows she's comfortable"

"This is also because of the empress. As the regent, it is not easy for the prince to cross the river and tear down the bridge."

"Then what should I do? Song is useless, and no one in the backyard can suppress her, so let her go on like this?"

If it was in the Wang family, the mother would have sold this kind of vicious mischief long ago.

If it was another concubine, she could beat or kill her, but this Lin Ximeng, relying on her contribution to curing the queen's phoenix body, couldn't do anything for a while.

Madam Cheng handed over the ice bowl, and lightly waved her fan to help her breathe.

"My lord, why are you arguing with a concubine? She is also the daughter of a criminal minister. To put it bluntly, even if you lose her one day, you won't have a chance to get her right. She won't hinder us?"

"But she's in the way of my master's heart!"

"Since she recovered, how long has it been since the master came to my place, how long has it been..."

Stopped abruptly.

Wang Xiangjun's face was red, his ears were red and his hands were red, tearing the handkerchief in his hand in agitation.

There are more hidden addictions that cannot be told.

For example, it is difficult to sleep alone in the middle of the night, for example, the body is always hot and hot, the mood is always on fire, the skin is dark and stained, sleep is not good, and the eyes are black and blue.

She is still newly married and has no heirs. Will she fall out of favor?

Think about how affectionate Xie Jingzhi and Concubine Zheng are. Seeing the young couple become four, she is still competing for favor with the concubine.

"Did Mr. Zheng of Shanguo's family not take concubines? It is said that even the maids in the room were dismissed, and all the eunuchs or servants brought by the princess were used."

"All the more detailed work is handed over to my aunt who is over 35 years old"

In other words, Prince Zheng didn't even have a woman of the right age around him, let alone a concubine.

"The Dasheng Dynasty did have a tradition of concubines not taking concubines"

"A princess is a princess, and a good marriage is worse than a good birth"

Wang Xiangjun was crying or laughing, sometimes mocking and sometimes jealous, his slightly triangular eyes became more and more mean.

Madam Cheng closed her eyes, and she really came.

She is someone who has experienced it, and knows why the princess's temperament has changed drastically.

"My lord is just busy with business. Look at the record of serving the bed. Mrs. Lin may not have served the bed for a long time. It's not what you think."

"Why not, why not, Mammy, don't lie to me, I just see..."

Madam Cheng: "..."

That night
Taking advantage of the dead of night, Madam Cheng came to Wang Xiangjun's bed, mysteriously took out a bundle and an album, and stumbled.

"Women in the high-end courtyard can't tell their hardships. They are definitely not a family. This is a method of recruiting by slaves. You will get used to it after a long time."

Nanny Cheng left, leaving Wang Xiangjun stunned.

She looked at the item, but she didn't understand. When she opened the booklet, her cheeks flushed suddenly.

After being ashamed in every way, she held up the booklet with her left hand and the object with her right hand, laughing loudly, and burst into tears while laughing.

"I am the regent princess. Xie Jingzhi has to salute me when she sees me. I am happier than her, definitely happier than her."

"The prince will ascend the throne in the future, and I want to be the queen. Whether it's three thousand beauties, or the six courtyards of Sangong, I can bear it."

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Darkroom
When the red bamboo shoots arrived, Song Liangdi had already been beaten badly, the clothes on her body were colorless, covered with bloody cuts, her hair was disheveled like a bird, and her consciousness was a little fuzzy.

Seeing who was coming, she grabbed hold of a life-saving straw and crawled over.

"Princess, has the princess come to save me?"

"no"

Red Jiao stood there quietly, with no expression on her face, not even a trace of pity, her eyes were full of contempt and disgust.

"You can't even handle this little thing, how can the princess save you?"

"The three-day period has passed, if Master Liang is defeated, he will admit defeat. You should go on the road earlier so that the master will not miss you."

"Don't worry, the Song family will receive a large sum of pension money, and they will also say that you are suffering from a sudden illness. None of these things will be leaked out, and your name will be given behind you."

Red Jiao put down a Crane Crown Red and left quietly.

Song Liangdi crawled over with difficulty and got the bottle, she laughed a few times.

Thinking of her master's attitude, she held up a bottle and wanted to drink it herself.

There was a sound outside the door, and someone saluted and called 'Lin Liangdi'.

"Lin's?"

Song Liangdi's eyes were red, her blood-stained and dusty hands were tightly grasping the railing, the iron chains on her wrists and ankles kept making whirring noises, and she retreated a little bit.

The pretty and lovely shadow came in.

She moves gracefully and dresses decently. Her jet-black silk is combed into a double-moon bun, and she wears a complete set of cloisonne inlaid with pearls on her head.

Taking advantage of this, her face becomes more and more charming, and it is overwhelming.

Born in the Song family's noble family, Song Liangdi can also write a few lines of poetry.

In this situation, she couldn't help chanting the words, "It's always suitable to make the West Lake better than the West Lake, with light makeup and heavy makeup".

It's so beautiful, even a woman who hates her to the bone can't move her eyes, let alone a man like master who values ​​color.

Not to mention her superb medical skills, she cured the difficult and miscellaneous diseases of the empress by herself.

I have to admit, Lin Liangdi, like a pearl that has been dusted off, is gradually emitting brilliance.

"You came"

Ashamed of herself, Song Liangdi retreated step by step to the corner, and sat down on the ground with a huff, tears and despair all over her face.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Seeing that I am not as good as you in everything, and seeing that I am dying, are you satisfied?"

"Lin Ximeng, I used to be Miss Jiao in my family. I was cared for by my parents. My father taught me to read and write."

"The qualifications are dull, and my father never beat or scolded, but he is more patient"

"After all, I have read "Book of Songs", "Biography of Martyrs", "Chu Ci", "Nv Ze", "Ancient Poems and Ancient Ci".

"Hahaha……"

As if hearing some kind of joke, Lin Ximeng couldn't stop giggling, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"What are you aggrieved about?"

"The same backyard people, what are you comparing with?"

"Do you think I'm better than you?" Lin Ximeng mocked.

"I don't even look at what you paid for"

Whether it's the number of times she's been through ghost gates, the scars on her body, or the mountains of ancient medical books and prescriptions in the side hall of Zhuxiao Academy, what qualifications does she, Song Fuxiu, have to compare.

"What's more..."

(End of this chapter)