Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 6
The woman in his arms is Queen Kang Xinya, who was originally a dignified and virtuous woman, but acted provocatively in front of him.Lian Yingtong didn't know what method Murong Yuchi used to change a person so much.

Tonight, he smiled and looked at him, which also easily brought back the memory of her extremely uncomfortable that night.

She shook her head desperately trying not to recall those episodes, she was caught by something under her feet, hindering her sprinting steps, and at the same time she fell down, she felt an inexplicable pain in one foot.

Looking down again, the embroidered shoes were soaked in sticky porridge water.

The setting sun that is gradually sinking to the west is as beautiful as flowing fire, but it can't compare to Murong Yuchi's slowly blooming smile.

He came over and leaned over to ask her, "Are you allowed to go?" The narrow and long phoenix eyes that looked at people and smiled slightly were ruffian.

She lowered her head and said nothing, only feeling that her scalded feet were getting more and more painful.

Murong Yuchi noticed that her hand was covering one ankle, he bent down and pulled her hand away, and took off her shoes and socks, her feet were hot red in the snowy day.

"You still can't learn what it means to be obedient."

"That's not the case, I..."

"Your porridge was specially sent to me, just to plead for Yi Jiangnan. Tongtong, my favor is not something you can get with such a small mind." He pointed out her purpose straight to the point, without turning back at all. room.

"Listen to me first." She was in a hurry, and reached out to grab his robe.

Murong Weichi chased him out in a hurry, and simply put on his coat, but she couldn't help pulling it violently, and immediately opened the front of the coat, his muscles were thin but strong, his skin was like white jade, and several scratches on his back were obvious.

"You disturbed me." He smiled with a hint of playfulness.

"I...I..." Her cheeks were blushing, she tried to say something while licking her dry lips, her hands were still clinging to the corner of his clothes and she forgot to let go.Forget it, she went all out. "I came here to ask the emperor's uncle to pardon Yi Jiangnan's hand-cutting punishment. If the emperor's uncle disagrees, I will leave immediately. I will not make you angry again, let alone disturb you. I, I will never step here again step!"

Aunt Xuan warned her to be obedient and not to anger Murong Yuchi, but only he can decide whether Yi Jiangnan will keep his hands.

She suddenly remembered what Xiaohan had said to her.

"When you want something from someone, especially a man, you have to learn to show weakness by retreating. Sister, I see a lot of men, and I will try everything."

"I don't believe it. My uncle is very smart and can always see what other people are thinking, and he doesn't take hard things. What you said must be useless to him."

"How do you know if you don't try? Unless your uncle is not a man!"

She usually seems to be well-behaved, but in private, she often disobeys Murong Yuchi's intentions, and always suffers a little bit every time.Is showing weakness by retreating as an advance, as Xiaohan said, effective?
Lian Yingtong dragged her injured foot towards the outside of the hall, her heart ached every time she took a step, seeing that there were still a few steps left before she would leave the hall.

Her hand was suddenly held by him, warm and dry, with a familiar feeling.

She faltered in her steps, turned around, and faced Murong Yuchi's dark and cold eyes, filled with tears, like broken string pearls falling on the back of his hand, it was so hot that it was about to burn him.

His dark and cold eyes suddenly turned tender, and he touched her face with his palm, "You're really bad-tempered, just leave as soon as you say."

"It's you who said that I'm so careful that I can't ask for your favor, it's you who said I disturbed you, I'm leaving now, and you said I have a bad temper! I...you..." She stomped her feet in resentment, forgetting Her foot was injured, and the pain became worse all of a sudden, she shed tears more and more, and her words were broken.

He stretched out his arms to hug her, Lian Yingtong's body trembled instinctively, but she seldom resisted, and leaned on his shoulders, she was so vicious that she rubbed the tears and snot on his clothes together.

"So listen to what I say? Well, I told you that Yi Jiangnan's matter is a foregone conclusion, so you are wasting your time in vain."

When she heard it, she opened her almond-like eyes like a cat whose tail was stepped on and stared at him. There was an atmosphere that had been suppressed for a long time in her unusually clear eyes. Looking at Murong Weichi, who had an unparalleled smile, she felt deeply guilty the next moment. regret.

Not only did she fail to learn well, but she also hated herself for being easily irritated by Murong Yuchi's few words, and forgot her original intention of coming to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"As you said, as long as I don't agree, you will leave immediately and don't make me angry anymore." Murong Yuchi didn't stop her from leaving this time.

At a distance close to her eyes, she still couldn't see through this man, maybe no one could see through him at all.

Lian Yingtong turned around, only to hear the man behind him say, "Come here, give Baiyu Shengji Ointment to Princess Changning."

The petite figure who left angrily was hidden in the night. For three years, no matter how much she learned and changed, something inherent in her bones could not be subverted.

A bad-tempered little girl, she hated him so much, she used the words "uncle emperor" to remind her of her relationship with him, but she knew how to use this relationship to achieve her own goals.

The only downside is lack of patience.

Murong Yuchi sniffed her breath between his fingers, he still had the patience to accompany her in this waiting game, but only he could decide the rules of the game from the beginning.

After all, she still accepted it. Baiyu Shengji Ointment had a miraculous effect on wound healing, but she didn't use it to treat her own foot injury, but went to see Zong Ting.

Zong Ting is Murong Yuchi's attendant, and also the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Standing in front of him, she pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, her face was haggard, one foot was covered with embroidered shoes but no socks, and the exposed instep was red, it seemed that the injury was not serious.

"The princess is making things difficult for me." Zong Ting guessed what Lian Yingtong wanted to ask him.

"Please, I really can't help it." She begged Zong Ting to no avail, but she was in a desperate situation, and it would not be wrong to try again.

Zong Ting, who has always been strict with the law, took a step back, "The only thing I can accommodate is to take you to see him, but first deal with your foot injury."

It's not the first time I've seen her being stubborn, but it's the first time I've seen her stubbornly make herself embarrassed for a stranger she's only met twice, and doesn't care about herself at all.

Yi Jiangnan had been slapped by Zong Ting before, and after being locked up for several days, his body recovered and his spirit was not bad.Seeing Lian Yingtong appear in the Dali Temple prison, he sat in front of her.

"You can't sleep at night if you can't hear me playing the Qiang flute?"

"Did you miss me, so you came in to see me?"

Yi Jiangnan asked her two questions in a row, and Lian Yingtong remained silent.

"The Qiang flute is broken, I haven't finished the new one yet, so I can't play it for you today." He laughed, his tone of voice seemed a bit regretful.

She looked into Yi Jiangnan's eyes, and finally said, "Tomorrow your hands will be cut off, and you will be disabled in the future." The man in front of her smiles softly, his face is like the beautiful scenery of March in the south, and he has a beautiful figure playing the Qiang flute under the moon.

Lian Yingtong couldn't imagine what it would be like if he lost his hands.

"I know." He stood up and took a few steps to her side, slowly bent down and stretched out his arms to slowly embrace her, the calmness of the cloud had a wonderful effect of calming the emotions.

The woman in his arms has been secretly trying to make herself look relaxed since she came in, but her body has become tense and stiff because of her inner anxiety. Suddenly, he really wanted to reach out and hug her like this.

So, he really hugged her as he thought in his heart.

She was so cold and shivering slightly.

"Tongtong, you don't have to feel sorry for me, you are absolutely right, and it has nothing to do with you." For a few days, her brows and eyes were full of haggardness, making people feel distressed.

Lian Yingtong slowly broke free from his embrace, "You should know my identity now, if you come closer to me, it will not only be your hands that will be cut off tomorrow."

"Being crippled is actually the same as losing your head. I'm very happy to see you before tomorrow, especially if I still have the chance to hug you." Yi Jiangnan was not afraid of being tortured tomorrow, with a calm expression on his face. "You can understand my flute, don't deny it, the first time we met, I could see it in your eyes. You are not happy, not happy at all. Even though you have a noble status, the Nanming Palace is nothing to you. Cage, you want to leave. You wait for someone else, someone who will take you out of the cage, who is worthy of your courage, desperate to follow him away.”

"Don't pretend like you know me very well." This person said it so calmly, and just a few words revealed all her thoughts, and it felt very uncomfortable to be told through her mind.

"I still want to know you better, are you willing? Tongtong." Yi Jiangnan paused and said, "Maybe, the person you have been waiting for is by your side, such as me."

"You are not!" Lian Yingtong's tone was very firm, but when she looked at Yi Jiangnan, her eyes were dim, "You will be doomed tomorrow."

She rejected him so firmly, Yi Jiangnan stared at her for a moment, "Then who is he? Why didn't he come to save you? Or he has forgotten you."

Lian Yingtong forcefully threw Baiyu Shengji Ointment at his feet, turned and ran away without saying a word.

Zong Ting followed her out of the prison, "Princess, please go back to the palace."

She ran fast and ignored him.

It was too easy to stop her, Zong Ting and others jumped in front of her to stop Lian Yingtong, she stopped and looked up at him provocatively.She held the hairpin tightly in her hand, pressing the sharp end against her throat.

"Let me go, don't follow me, otherwise..."

"It's useless for you to make trouble like this. No one can change the emperor's will." Zong Ting persuaded her, not daring to get too close, for fear that she would be cruel and really hurt herself.

She has a soft and well-behaved appearance, but she has an extremely stubborn temper. When getting along with someone like Murong Yuchi, she can only be the one who gets hurt the most.

She smiled and shook her head, "Don't mention him, I don't want to hear anything about him." Then she said softly, "Zong Ting, please, let me go home."

Yi Jiangnan was right, Nanming Palace and her were a huge cage, she was a canary raised by Murong Yuchi, she was cut off her wings, humbled to curry favor with him, waiting day after day for the favor from her master.

Yi Jiangnan's words kept ringing in Lian Yingtong's ears, "Then who is he? Why didn't he come to save you? Or he has already forgotten you."

The pair of emerald green eyes that were as transparent as water came to her mind.

Xuanzhi, Xuanzhi...

Every time I miss it, my heart hurts, it's been nine years...

I still remember the promise he made to her the night he left Nanming, and he was even willing to tick off the very prudent fingers of the young her.

Even though there was no news, she firmly believed in mutual commitment.

If no one could save her, one day she would crash into the cage and die.

At sunset, in the remote wilderness outside the city, Murong Yuchi galloped there on horseback.

The old house of the Lian family, the three-story building was burned down by a fire the night before Lian Yingtong entered the palace. Now the Zhumen is dilapidated and covered with cobwebs, and the stone steps are covered with black marks left by the fire. Drenched by the wind and rain, it is rotten, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it looks like a gloomy mouth ready to swallow anyone who enters at any time.

Murong Yuchi stood in the atrium looking up, Lian Yingtong was sitting on the railing on the top floor, her legs were in the air, and she was leaning against a pillar on one side. Occasionally she shook her legs, and the rotten wooden railing made a muffled sound that was about to be overwhelmed, shaking off A large cloud of dust fell.

He walked up the steps slowly, Lian Yingtong watched the setting sun dazedly from the side, as if he hadn't noticed Murong Yuchi who was gradually approaching him.

"Lian Yingtong."

He should be angry when he called her by first and last name.She has seen the consequences of making him angry. Of course she was afraid, but there was an inexplicable excitement in her heart.

"Uncle Huang still remembers this place." Still shaking his legs casually, suddenly an embroidered shoe on his foot fell to the ground, making a loud sound that echoed throughout the atrium.

"If you want to die, run away. It's worse than death if I find you." He stopped walking and smiled indifferently.

"This is my home. At that time, I refused to enter the palace. You took me back here, and then burned everything for me to see. If I really want to die, I must come back here." She said and looked at him with clear eyes. His eyes were the same as before, but with a firmness that shocked Murong Yuchi.

She leaned forward slightly, and the rotten wooden fence made the sound of dying again.

"Come here," he ordered, already rushing towards her quickly.

She chuckled lightly, but said, "Murong Yuchi, why are you treating me like this!" As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned forward, and this time she fell straight to the ground.

There was a sound of wind in her ears, and her body became so light. She closed her eyes and let herself fall downward quickly. Even if her wings were broken and she couldn't fly, she still longed for freedom in her flesh and blood.

Suddenly a pair of strong arms hugged her tightly, and the sound of the wind stopped abruptly. She was held tightly by him, and a fierce and tyrannical voice whispered in her ear, "I bought your life, and only I can destroy you!"

She was roughly pushed into the carriage outside the old house, and fell into the sudden darkness. She curled up habitually, and Murong Yuchi knew all about her weakness.

As for Murong Yuchi, a dazzlingly beautiful and extremely dangerous man, he can't see through or guess at, as if he doesn't have the slightest weakness.

His body pressed her heavily, and his lips rolled her lips repeatedly, she bit him without thinking, anyway, it was not the first time to bite him, so she simply bit him harder.

He also responded without sparing any effort, forcibly prying open her mouth, absorbing all her breath and breath.The smell of blood in her mouth became stronger and stronger, and the blood of the two blended together, making it impossible to distinguish each other.

This time the kiss was not reconciled to just lingering on her lips, he moved down along the curve of her body inch by inch.How many nights he had hugged her to sleep, when her soft and fragrant body was displayed in front of his eyes in the bath.

Her body reacted, she trembled slightly, she closed her eyes tightly, and the tears flowed more fiercely, but she refused to cry out.

His little pet and little girl had grown up, and repeatedly begged him to lower his figure for a man, and even threatened him with death to submit.

"You are not even afraid of death because of Yi Jiangnan. Now this is nothing." Murong Yuchi spoke in the most indifferent voice, he lifted up Lian Yingtong's clothes, his palms covered hers, his fingertips were thin and smooth skin.

He was not greedy for lust, but he became lustful because of her.

"What is this?" she finally said, "Because of you, what I have become, you don't know, you don't know..."

Murong Yuchi raised his eyes, and the trace of desire burning in his eyes faded away.

A woman's weakness, a woman's tears can indeed conquer men in the world, and Murong Yuchi is also a man.It's just that he could tell that Lian Yingtong's weakness was mixed with too much falsehood, he couldn't tolerate it.

Now her voice is very aggrieved, extremely aggrieved!
It's been three years, has he ever wronged her?

"I am Lian Yingtong, the daughter of General Xuanwei, not Princess Changning. What should I do if my false identity is exposed one day? Everyone says you love me, but you imprison me as a bird .No one in the palace treats me sincerely, and I don’t even have anyone who can say what’s in my heart. I just sympathize with Yi Jiangnan. You refused to let him go, so you want to kill him. Have you ever thought about what will happen to me? No If someone dares to approach me again, it will be more painful than killing me. Who can I tell these things? In the palace, I am just one person, forever alone...I am afraid..."

Lian Yingtong choked up and spoke intermittently at the end.

Murong Yuchi lowered his eyes, listening to her, she is only alone, always alone...

She crossed her arms to cover her eyes, and after she finished speaking, she fell into silence again, only her body was still shaking.

She didn't smile at him very much, and even if she did, the half-truth and half-fake smile made him feel uncomfortable; she didn't even cry to him, only a few times because he frightened her with tough methods.

She protected herself with a hard shell, and he insisted on smashing her shell and pulling out the spikes she used for defense.Just like the one who was waiting to be sold in the slave market at first, so helpless and pitiful, he had to accept the favor he gave.

Just ignore one point, the strength and stubbornness in her bones will not be easily smoothed out.

For a moment, Xiaoxiao touched Murong Yuchi's heart.

"Tongtong." He lowered his head and pressed it next to her ear, "I have ignored these things, and you have been wronged for a long time. Don't cry, and talk to me again, okay? Tell me, what do you want? How can I make you feel better? cheer up?"

Lian Yingtong didn't need him to be in a good mood to coax her, she just said, "Let him go."

What she said, Murong Yuchi would not be ignorant of what she meant.

However, he said nothing.

"Liar." She turned her face away for a moment, not wanting to see him again.

Before dawn, Murong Yuchi took her back to the palace.

According to the original plan, at dawn, she and Murong Lanxin left Nanming Palace and went to a nunnery in the suburbs to pray for blessings.

Her foot was injured, Murong Yuchi carried her into the carriage, she avoided his gaze, Yi Jiangnan will be beheaded today.

Murong Yuchi tensed his face, the atmosphere between the two of them was always quite tense.

"Sister Huang, have a good journey." Finally, he said a short sentence to Murong Lanxin, his tone was flat.Without looking at Lian Yingtong again, she lowered the car curtain.

The Empress Dowager Hospital in the harem, which was dedicated to diagnose Xiao Tingfang's pulse, knelt down in front of the Empress Dowager Xiao in fear.

"What's going on?"

"Back to the Empress Dowager, in the womb of the imperial concubine..." The imperial doctor paused, as if considering what to say next.Who doesn't know how important the child in Concubine Xiao Gui's womb is, she saw red a few days ago, and gradually improved after treatment, but the result of the pulse diagnosis is...

"How is it?"

"The fetus was stillborn." The imperial physician dared not hide it.

"Bold!" The usually peaceful Empress Dowager Xiao suddenly said sharply, her eyes were as cold as the tip of a knife.

"The empress dowager calm down, Concubine Xiao's pulse condition is indeed the same, I dare you, the stillborn baby needs to be aborted in time, if the time is prolonged, it will only harm the concubine's body!" The imperial doctor lay on the ground in panic, but he still said every word carefully and clearly.

For a long time, "The imperial concubine's weak body caused a miscarriage, and there is no other reason."

"Weichen understands what to do."

Empress Dowager Xiao was speechless, she lightly twisted the Buddhist beads in her palm, her expression moved slightly.

(End of this chapter)