The rebirth of the concubine and concubine

Chapter 82
Lin Zixi moved into the bed to make room for one person.Xuan Zijun did not refuse, swept the light with his palm, and turned off the lights, leaving only two lamps. He turned on the bed and hugged Lin Zixi in his arms through the quilt.

"I guess it won't be long before he will come to me to discuss marriage."

In the darkness, the corner of Xuan Zijun's mouth curved into an evil curve.

Lin Suiyuan is a smart person, so he will naturally use the most affordable means.And the most affordable way is to turn him into one of his own, presumably it will be necessary to discuss marriage at that time.

"I guess he will marry Lin Ziluo to you."

Lin Zixi raised her eyebrows, and blinked at Xuan Zijun, with a look of joking on her face.

"If I say, I want to marry you, do you think he will agree?"

Touching Lin Zixi's soft hair, Xuan Zijun smiled more and more evilly.

"I think he'll think about it."

Playing with her hair around her fingertips, Lin Zixi replied thoughtfully.

Lin Suiyuan is not ignorant of the princes' marriage proposals, so Lin Zixi guesses that her father, who has never done business at a loss, will definitely come up with the best way to "make the best use of her" in order to maximize his future official career. Interests.

Mr. Xuan Zi, who was not involved in the battle for the throne, was obviously still a little short of success, and was not in Lin Suiyuan's consideration.

However, for his own reputation and the emperor's unchanging trust in him, maybe Lin Suiyuan would take this step.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be a net profit for me?"

Xuan Zijun hugged Lin Zixi in his arms even tighter, Lin Zixi only felt a heat flow under her body, hugging Mrs. Tang and covering her stomach just gave him a blank look, and ignored him.

"It's getting late, go to bed. I'll take you to see something interesting tomorrow."

Long and slender fingers covered Lin Zixi's eyelids, Xuan Zijun's gentleness was like water, and he had never given it to anyone.

In the early morning of the next day, the noise of beating gongs and drums broke out in front of the Prince's Mansion.

I saw more than 100 people wearing linen and filial piety, carrying dozens of coffins and placing them at the gate of the Prince's Mansion. Ming coins and paper money were floating in the air, and what was even more strange was that each coffin had a price clearly marked on it.

"What do you say this is for?"

The common people found it strange, and gathered around to join in the fun.One of them pointed to the coffins with clearly marked prices and asked the other person beside him.

"It's obvious! Sell coffins."

The other person glanced at the people around him with disdain in his eyes, as if he saw a fool.

"Selling coffins? Have you ever seen any birthday shop that dared to sell coffins at the gate of the Prince's Mansion? Do you think it was sold to His Royal Highness or to our present emperor?"

The person who was despised was naturally unconvinced, he gave him a sideways look and said without hesitation.

And someone beside him hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth, looked around, and found that everyone around him was paying attention to those coffins, so he was relieved and lectured.

"You really don't want to die. You dare to say such a rebellious thing. You can die if you want to, but don't implicate me... I have the old and the young!"

On the Yinque Building not far away, in the private room facing the Prince's Mansion, there are a man and a woman sitting.

The man was dressed in cinnabar cloud brocade, with a hint of laziness on his bewitching face, but the icy aura emanating from his body made people dare not get too close.And that woman was wearing a moonlight white gold silk peony gown, but she was wearing a snow-colored fox fur cloak that didn't match the solar terms. She only showed a small face the size of a palm, but she was also a first-class beauty.

"If you make such a fuss, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Beiming Yan not to lose this person."

Lin Zixi also heard about what happened last night, and she didn't stop Xuan Zijun from embarrassing Beimingyan.

The contract between her and Beiming Yan is not over yet, but it all depends on Beiming Yan's decision.If he intends to fight for the throne by himself, she will naturally be happy.

As long as Bei Minghao is not the one who sits on the dragon seat in the end, she doesn't care who the rest are.

"Are you still going to help him?"

Xuan Zijun heard something in Lin Zixi's words, and frowned in displeasure.

"Yes."

Lin Zixi smiled, picked up the wine glass and was about to drink it but Xuan Zijun took it away.

"You can't drink yet, why don't you know how to cherish yourself."

With a bit of blame and distress in his words, Xuan Zijun drank the wine in Lin Zixi's cup in one gulp, and then brought the bird's nest red date porridge that was just served to her.

"I didn't eat much for breakfast today, so I'll use it up while it's still hot."

Looking at the bird's nest and red date porridge in front of her, Lin Zixi curled her lips and said somewhat dissatisfied.

"If this continues, the people in my house will almost belong to you."

Caressing the lazy and yawning Wuli and Sui who were leaning beside him, Xuan Zijun smiled and did not answer.At this time, there was a sound of footsteps going upstairs, followed by Xiaoer's obstruction.

"Thirteenth King, you can't go up, there are distinguished guests inside."

"Why not, if there are distinguished guests inside, isn't the thirteen kings not distinguished guests?"

A childish voice sounded, and the Xiao Er was speechless.The fact is indeed so, Beimingchen is the emperor's son, and the emperor is the most noble in this world, who dares to stop him, but the master inside is not easy to mess with.

He is just a waiter, so what should he do!

"I won't make things difficult for you, just go down. There are thirteen princes here, so what are you afraid of?"

It was still the childish voice, but Lin Zixi couldn't help but smile when she heard it inside.This kid is also very clever, he even managed to get the Xiaoer in with two or three swipes.

Sure enough, the little girl was about to respond, but realized that something was wrong. He came to stop the other party, so why did he dismiss him with a few words.

"Miss, you can't go in."

The little girl hurriedly turned her head and continued to stop her, but the two of them had already walked towards the elegant room.But when she just arrived at the door of the elegant room, she was stopped by Yue Luo who was guarding the door.

"The thirteenth prince, my prince is drinking tea inside, and I don't want anyone to disturb you, please go back."

"I'm not here to find your prince, I'm here to find my savior."

The little girl's voice was soft and soft, which made people happy.

"There is no savior here, Lord Thirteen, you know my prince's temper, please leave."

Yue Luo was not so easy to dismiss as the waiter in the shop. He only knew that since his master had ordered him not to let anyone come and disturb him, he couldn't let anyone in.Not to mention the thirteen princes, even Beiming Jue came in person.

(End of this chapter)