first concubine

Chapter 50 The dead bones give birth to joy.

The carriage continued to move forward slowly, Situ Ge took a cold look at the woman lying in the arms of His Highness Seventh, and said angrily: "You have already left, why don't you stay away from Your Highness quickly?"

If it weren't for the gentleness and generosity of His Highness the Seventh Prince, she would have saved her life.

He had thrown her out long ago and let those people cut her into pieces.

Qiu Yi Nong endured the pain in her body, slowly raised her head, and suddenly all her soul was taken away by the person in front of her.

The man with a delicate face, with reddish lips raised slightly, with a gentle smile, looked down at her.

That smile made her feel pampered for no reason.

Deep into her marrow and soul.

The curtain of the carriage was blown by the wind, and the moonlight slipped in lightly, sprinkled silver light on his snow-like clothes, and spread the black hair on it, like a picture.

This person has the air of a snow-bone fairy.

The skin is fair, almost blending with the moonlight, and his face is so exquisite that it makes people stop breathing. All the romance in this world can't describe the stunning beauty of this man.

He lowered his head and looked at her, smiling, and that smile was so light that it made people intoxicated.

It's just that the amber eyes are filled with a deep loneliness that cannot be wiped away.

Qiu Yinong suddenly thought of a line of poetry: Moshang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

This man with an elegant temperament that can't be compared with the breeze and the bright moon, is like the nine-day banished fairy, the world is vast, and even the slightest bit of beauty cannot be taken away from him.

She froze slightly.

"But surprised?"

The sound is like a bright moon, the spring breeze is blowing on the face, like frost flowers falling, tapping the silver plate lightly.

Qiu Yinong got up from his body, and vaguely smelled the faint scent of medicine on his body.

This noble son has a stubborn illness.

She shook her head and said in a low voice, "It's just that they admitted the wrong person, so there's no big surprise."

"Ah."

With a slight smile on his lips, he seemed to understand, but as if just casually, he responded softly, and never asked anything else.

Not the slightest bit of curiosity.

Who is this person, Qiu Yinong already has the answer in her heart.

Fifteen years ago, Xiliang repeatedly disturbed Zhao's border, and his father sent troops to attack Xiliang.

Xiliang was defeated, the land was ceded for compensation, and the seventh prince, who was only five years old at the time, was sent as a hostage to be imprisoned in Zhao State forever.

The seventh prince, withered bones.

When she was a princess, she met the young Kuguhuan, she was an extremely quiet child, she was young and arrogant, and she was rarely willing to associate with such a down-and-out prince.

Naturally ignore him.

Later, when she grew up, she heard that the seventh prince was weak and sick, and rarely saw people, so her father placed him in a garden outside the palace.

Send people to watch every day.

He was not in good health, and if he didn't move around in the palace, she never saw him again.

Unexpectedly, 15 years have passed, and the silent and quiet boy at the beginning has grown into such a monstrous appearance.

Enough to amaze the world.

And in the past 15 years, she lost her family and country, and became a fish on Zhan Yu's chopping board, letting him slaughter her.

Now that the personnel has changed, she can't even compare with the downtrodden Seventh Prince.

He is now able to move around freely, it seems that Zhan Yu is much more lenient to him.

Qiu Yinong lowered her head to hide the hatred in her eyes.

The carriage slowly turned around the long street, and when it reached the noisy place, Qiu Yinong tidied up her clothes and asked, "Thank you, Your Highness, for giving me a ride. I'll just get off here."

He looked at her lightly with amber and melancholy eyes, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)