The concubine is often fierce, the prince is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 29 The Prince Like a Turkey
Now I can't get pregnant with a child, only Qin Nuanxin is the talisman by my side.

If she didn't do anything deviant, then that's all.

Madam Suyun leaned forward, carefully touching Qin Nuanxin's red and swollen cheeks.

"Mom, it hurts so much!"

Qin Nuanxin saw that Madam Suyun's complexion had softened a little, and acted timidly.

Mrs. Suyun gave her a hateful look, but still stretched out her hand to help her up, and pulled her to sit beside her.

"Nuan'er, I know that you and Qin Muge have been at odds since you were a child, as long as it belongs to her, you will definitely grab it."

Knowing the daughter is like the mother, Mrs. Suyun naturally knows her daughter.

"The current Qin Muge is already low in the dust, and you don't need to spend your time dealing with it. She is not qualified to be your opponent at all, do you understand?"

Mrs. Suyun persuaded earnestly, "So what if Rong Yao is the God of War, not to mention that he still has that kind of problem, you can't ruin your future just to win."

"I found out this time. If someone sees you next time you meet, can you, the 'Luoyang Pearl', survive? One person in Luoyang city can drown you with foam!"

Mrs. Suyun's words hit the point, and what she said made Qin Nuan's heart skip a beat.

At the Peach Blossom Festival three years ago, Qin Muge gave Rong Yao the peach blossom representing his heart.

The result is naturally predictable, Rong Yao refused without hesitation.

In order to humiliate Qin Muge, Qin Nuanxin deliberately accepted Rong Yao's peach blossoms.

That is, from that time on, the two became entangled together.

Rong Yao has the faults of those dudes in Luoyang, he is cynical, and he is also very novel about the relationship between men and women.

If it weren't for some unspeakable flaws in his body, I'm afraid her Qin Nuanxin's innocence would have been delivered to him long ago.

Now that Mrs. Suyun said it, Qin Nuanxin was so shocked that cold sweat broke out on her back: Fortunately, fortunately, he has something wrong!
"Mother, what should I do now?" Qin Nuanxin's tears fell again.

On the outside, she is a well-founded, decent and generous "Luoyang Pearl", but in Nuanxin Pavilion, she is just a little girl with talent.

After experiencing the turmoil of Qin Muge's biological mother, Mrs. Suyun felt that there was nothing in this world that could make her panic.

She pondered for a while, and then ordered, "But since the matter has come to this, don't worry now. You just need to move some hands and feet at the right time, and use Rong Yao's hands to get rid of the people you hate. As for you The relationship between the two..."

Qin Nuanxin's eyes lit up when she heard "Borrow Rong Yao's hand" just now.

Just letting go of a hanging heart, and seeing that mother mentioned the relationship between the two of them, she couldn't help frowning.

"Mom, I'm just not reconciled. I don't like him at all..."

Seeing that Qin Nuanxin was so anxious to get rid of his relationship with Rong Yao, Mrs. Suyun felt a little relieved.

Today at the Luoyang post station, my daughter looked at a person in the same way as when she saw Qin Zhengang for the first time.

How could she not know?

As expected, it was her own daughter, even with the same picky eyes!

"If you like it, with your father's power in the court and the public, even if you want to marry the prince, you can only choose whatever you want. What you have to do now is to dress up well. Nobles will value you more."

Mrs. Suyun's voice bewitched Qin Nuanxin's ears, "From the moment you were born, you were doomed to be the mother of the world, so don't waste so many years of hard work as a mother."

Qin Nuan's heart was boiling with enthusiasm as she said those words, and her gaze, which was originally still waiting for Ai Ai, gradually became firmer.

She slowly wiped away the tear stains on her cheeks, her eyes were far away, and there was a compelling nobility flowing from her face.

That's right, the "Pearl of Luoyang" she is today will also be the empress of Nanling in the future.

The man I fancy has always been left to myself to pick and choose.

Whether it's Rong Yao, or that "beauty in the world" Rong Jing!
In the early morning of the next day, Weiyang Palace.

In the huge back garden of Weiyang Palace, there are many rockery, pavilions and waterside pavilions.

Compared with the imperial garden, the scenery is even worse.

And that "Crown Beauty" King Weiyang is lazily leaning on the dark red railing.

The bright red robe melted into the vermilion railing, making his snow-white skin almost transparent.

Not only did that trace of sickness not make that beautiful face look inferior, but it added a trace of enchanting charm.

Under the railing is the lake that half surrounds the main hall of the palace.

Under the emerald green waves, groups of koi are vying to be the first to surround his feet.

Rong Jingxin twisted some fish food with his hand and sprinkled it.

In an instant, the fish became restless, and Lin Luo's lotus receptacles swayed and swayed, which was too beautiful to behold.

The last small amount of fish food in his hand was sprinkled, and there was a sound of slightly anxious footsteps behind him.

Rong Jing retracted his hand and straightened his body.

Nan Zhen, who had been standing by the side all the time, quickly handed over a pure white brocade handkerchief.

Rong Jing nodded, and carefully wiped his fingertips with a brocade handkerchief.

He raised his eyes, and casually glanced at the young man who was walking quickly.

"Who messed with our Su Mu again?"

There was no intimacy in these words, but a bit of ridicule on the contrary.

Su Mu is wearing a crescent white long gown today, with an emerald green jasper pendant sealed around his waist.

The whole person looks fresh and handsome.

It's just the frowning that cast a haze over his whole body.

"Grandpa, look at these people!"

Su Mu walked to Rong Jing's side angrily, and smashed the bronzing post in his hand to the ground.

Such a slightly presumptuous action made her frown slightly in Nan Zhen's eyes.

However, Rong Jing, who had always had a bad temper, had a calm expression, and there was no sign of an outbreak.

Even Nan Zhen, who has been waiting by Rong Jing's side, still doesn't know...

Why is my master so tolerant to this Su Mu.

Rong Jing's deep eyes lightly glanced at the post that hit the ground, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This smile is more gorgeous than a hundred flowers.

Even the blooming lotus in the pond behind him suddenly lost its color.

"These ministers have always been like this, so what's the truth with them?"

It would be fine if these words came from someone else's mouth, but now it comes from Rong Jing's mouth.

If you tell outsiders that Rong Jing is so reasonable, it would be nothing short of fantasy!

Su Mu stared at Rongjing dissatisfied, "Master, you should go and have a look, the fragrance of the powder on those women's bodies makes me sneeze like a thousand miles away."

Rong Jing slowly got up, and the silky red robe made red waves along with his movements.

It was such an outstanding figure that made the group of colorful girls standing on the other side of the lake scream in amazement.

Su Mu blocked his ears in disgust, "Master, what about... those noisy women?"

Looking across the lake from a distance, Su Mu raised his sleeves and sniffed left and right, for fear that he would be contaminated with the smell of those vulgar fans.

Ever since Master Da had fifteen bundles of hair, the number of women brought in by civil and military officials was enough to fill several courtyards every year.

It is said that my master has always done whatever he wants and does not listen to anyone's control.

The only thing is, when it comes to women, he never refuses anyone.

But whenever someone sends a woman into the palace, he will not leave any of them, and will accept them all.

Even Su Mu couldn't figure out what he was thinking!
Rong Jing leaned over and looked back, the sparkle flowing in the enchanting peach blossom eyes.

That coquettish glance swept across the group of women on the other side of the lake, causing another scream in an instant.

There was still a gentle smile on his face, and his thin lips were pulled lightly, "As for those women, it is naturally the old rules."

"Old rules?" Su Mu frowned, and turned to look across the lake at the group of girls looking at Rong Jing with green eyes.

After deliberating for a while, he still said tentatively, "Master, you obviously don't like those women, why do you keep them all? How about..."

"Su Mu!"

Before Su Mu finished speaking, Rong Jing's originally lazy face turned cold instantly.

There was also an icy aura emanating from the whole body.

Even without any words, the cold and arrogant aura alone is enough to suffocate.

Su Mu's face turned pale, and finally he lowered his head in embarrassment, and stopped talking.

Rong Jing glanced lazily at Nan Zhen who was standing by his side without changing his face.

"Nanzhen, let's go."

Nan Zhen understood and understood that Rong Jing planned to leave this matter to herself.

She nodded slightly, and slowly exited the pavilion corridor.

Seeing Nan Zhen's figure walk to the other side of the lake unhurriedly, she didn't know what to say.

In an instant, a sigh of regret erupted from the group of girls.

Although they were obviously not happy, when they faced Nan Zhen's cold face, they were somewhat afraid in their hearts.

In the end, under her leadership, these colorful girls walked out step by step.

It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared from sight that Rong Jing frowned uncomfortably.

"Cough cough..."

Coughing twice, Rong Jing subconsciously reached out to cover his mouth and nose with a Sujin handkerchief.

When it was put down again, there were already two gorgeous blood-colored "poppies" on the pure white brocade handkerchief.

When Su Mu saw this scene, his face turned pale.

He quickly ran to Rong Jing's side, took out an extremely delicate porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out two crystal clear pills from it neatly, and handed it over.

"Grandpa, are you vomiting blood again?"

Su Mu's tone seemed like the most common greeting, but only by seeing his face could he see through the worry in his eyes.

Obviously, I have seen this kind of scene many times, so I should get used to it.

But every time, seeing Rong Jing vomit blood and still look casual, Su Mu felt very worried.

Rong Jing indifferently wiped the corners of his lips with a brocade handkerchief, and a coquettish smile bloomed on the corners of his mouth.

"It's been so long, are you still not used to it?"

Su Mu frowned, and handed the pill to Rong Jing's lips without saying a word.

Rong Jing saw that Su Mu's face was completely cold, and although the smile on his face hadn't restrained, he stopped teasing.

He took the pill gracefully, nodded but saw the unhealed blood on Su Mu's fingertips...

A pair of handsome eyebrows like distant mountains frowned slightly, with displeasure in his tone, "Are you using your blood again?"

Su Mu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly retracted his hands into his wide sleeves.

The face that was originally wrinkled into a ball was now full of helplessness, "Isn't it because you have no sense of proportion, if you restrain yourself and use your internal strength, will I cut my hand just to make this pill?"

Rong Jing frowned, seeing Su Mu's evasive look in his eyes.

With a dark sigh in his heart, a fleeting chill flashed in those deep eyes.

(End of this chapter)