Stunning Concubine Allure: Prince, let's go to bed!

The next morning, when the sun shines through the lattice and enters the room, the mottled light shines on the face, and it feels very warm. 【】

Feixue slowly opened her eyelashes, she couldn't fall asleep last night, sitting in front of her and admiring the moon, she didn't fall asleep until dawn dawned.

Fei Xue's hand stroked her forehead lightly, she didn't know whether it was from the cold or because she didn't sleep well last night, her brows were slightly frowned, and her headache was severe.

"Master, you are awake."

Feixue raised her eyes and saw that it was the servant girl Xiangru.

"Xiangru, what time is it now, why didn't you wake me up earlier? Where did aunt go?"

"Back to the master, it's the time of day, and someone is coming from the palace. Seeing that the master is asleep, the prince and aunt went to the front hall without disturbing him."

Feixue analyzed what happened in her deep sleep through the information provided by Xiangru.

As smart as she is, how could she not know that the people in the palace must have come to fetch Luohong, picked up the broken jade hairpin, and the corner of her mouth raised a faint sarcasm inexplicably.

She murmured: "Murong Feixue, your wedding night is really special, so special that people will never forget it."

"Master, the bath water is ready. Aunt told the master that the wound should not see the water, and the servant will wait for the master to bathe and change clothes."

"Well, I see."

After bathing and having breakfast, Feixue stood alone in the courtyard, breathing the fresh morning air, feeling a little better.She, Murong Feixue, is no longer Princess Yan, but Princess Jin.

She is a brave pursuit of love, she believes that feelings can be cultivated slowly, and she wants to get love in her own way.But she would never wag her tail and beg for love, her arrogance and self-esteem would not allow her to do so.

Her first step was to let Ran Qingxun humiliate her on her wedding night because she made a mistake.The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and the arrogance and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, she would not allow such a thing to happen again.

Fei Xue heard the footsteps behind her, and glanced at the person coming from the corner of her eye, "Aunt Qianhua, send the people in the palace away!" It was hard to hide the bitterness in the corner of her mouth.

"Princess!"

"Auntie, as I said, I am now Princess Jin. Needless to say, I need not say words of consolation. Everything is going according to the original plan. Bring the prepared things here, and we will go find him right away."

Qianhua looked at the awe-inspiring and arrogant back, "Yes, Princess Jin!"

At this time, Ran Qingxun was practicing swords in the yard, with a beautiful icy face, silver hair and silver fir hair coupled with that pure swordsmanship, she was like an exiled immortal, elegant and elegant.

Feixue approached lightly, her mouth curled into a good curve, and she patted her palm, "My lord, what a good sword technique! It's just that it's a pity that this kind of sword technique is not used to fight the enemy!"

Ran Qingxun has been practicing martial arts since she was a child and naturally has a sense of spirituality. She has long known of Murong Feixue's arrival, and stopped her movements only after hearing her voice.

He raised his brows slantly, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He glanced at Feixue and said coldly, "What are you doing here? What does my swordsmanship have to do with you?"

Feixue didn't care if he wanted to or not, and slowly walked to his side, her phoenix eyes looked at him, and a faint smile rose from the corner of her mouth, "Why is it okay? I am your princess now, and the prince's future will naturally depend on concerned."

Ran Qingxun let out a cold snort, eyes full of disdain, "You don't need to meddle in other business, just be your concubine well, don't try to arrange my future in vain, having a concubine mother is enough."

Feixue gritted her teeth with hatred at this ignorant guy, who made herself like him, Feixue calmed down, and smiled again at the corner of her mouth, "Aunt Qianhua, bring the prince's brocade robe."

Fei Xue held a set of silver-white gorgeous brocade clothes with blue borders, and a set of bright yellow palace clothes.

"Tomorrow the envoy of Yan Kingdom will leave Ran Wei, and the palace will hold a banquet, and you and I will both attend. You just need to choose one of these two sets of brocade suits."

Ran Qingxun's amber eyes flashed a cold light, cold as a knife, sharp as a sword, and growled: "I will never attend a banquet in the palace, don't try to arrange my life."

Fei Xue's contemptuous eyes swept across his body, and suddenly she laughed loudly.

The smiling Ran Qingxun was puzzled.Meifeng frowned slightly, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Fei Xue's voice was teasing, "I'm laughing at you for being stupid, for giving up a chance to prove your identity."

Ran Qingxun's life experience has always been a sore point, a scar, even his mother and concubine can't prove it, so what can Murong Feixue do?Although his face was still icy cold, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

The moment of depression was captured by Murong Feixue.Seeing his expression, Murong Feixue knew that he was hooked, her phoenix eyes raised, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "If you want to know how I prove your status as a prince, you will know when you go."

Ran Qingxun saw her play tricks, he would not be taken in by this woman, and said coldly: "I said, I won't go, it's best to take your tattered clothes away!"

Fei Xue knew that Ran Qingxun thought she was lying to him, she was not familiar with the place where she was born, and she didn't know how many eyeliners there were in this palace, so she had better use her trump card to fear that the walls might have ears.

"Ran Qingxun, it's up to you whether you want to go or not. I don't mind going to the palace and bringing my concubine to invite you in person."

Ran Qingxun's beautiful icy face was covered with a layer of haze, her face was gloomy and frightening, she casually swiped the sword, and inserted it deep into the ground, feeling extremely resentful, "The damn woman actually moved out of the concubine mother!"

When Feixue saw the deflated Ran Qingxun, she felt unspeakably happy, the humiliation on the wedding night, the sound of the flute on the wedding night, made herself feel wronged. ory5

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