Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 261
Facing Xiangcheng who was lightly painted and shy, thinking of her miserable state of being tortured by Xiao Rui these days, and Fang Yiai who hated her so much, there was a ripple of unbearable in his heart.

"A secret trick on a weak woman"

"Her mind is close to that of a monster, and she drove me to a desperate situation twice and three times. How could she be a weak woman!"

"Fang Jun! You should continue to be disturbed by it, and if you don't get rid of the carbuncle, you may be harmed by it!"

After thinking about it, Fang Yiai made up her mind, gritted her teeth behind her back, and pretended to smile, "Could it be that the princess can't trust Fang Jun?"

Fang Yiai thought her acting skills were flawless, but in the eyes of the thoughtful Xiangcheng, there was still a slight flaw.

Standing in front of the lover, Xiangcheng's apricot eyes turned around, and after discovering the fleeting evil in Fang Yi's eyes, this beautiful woman who was almost fascinated by the sweet words woke up instantly.

"Fang Lang's eyes were very strange just now. Why did he ask me to drink in such a hurry?"

Doubts quietly arose in his heart, and the exquisite Xiangcheng smiled, stretched out his hand and pushed Fang Yiai's palm holding the jug, and murmured: "Isn't Fang Lang the favorite wine from the Western Regions?"

As he said that, Xiangcheng shook the wine jug in his hand, nodded and said: "There is still some good wine in this jug, how about we drink another jug ​​after drinking one?"

Seeing Xiangcheng's clever refusal to get involved in medicinal wine, Fang Yi's heart trembled, "Could it be that she noticed something strange?"

After being shocked, Fang Yiai smiled awkwardly, "Okay, Princess Yi."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai put the wide-necked jug on the table with a normal face, then picked up the wine cup, moved it to Xiangcheng, and said with a smile: "Student, boldly, ask the princess to pour the wine?"

"My friend, how can you still have the heroism of a bloody Turkic warrior if you are so polite?"

With a soft spit, Xiangcheng raised his hand and slowly filled Fang Yi'ai with fine wine from the Western Regions with a coquettish attitude of joy and anger, and then slowly walked back to his seat with the jug and cup.

Because of the strange look in Fang Yiai's eyes before, Xiangcheng had already woken up from the sweet talk at this time, sat on the seat, filled the wine glass, looked at the crimson wine in the glass, and then began to talk to Fang Yiai. The temptation of love.

"Fang Lang, you must hate my family very much in your heart, right?" As he spoke, Xiangcheng's apricot eyes rolled, seemingly inadvertently sweeping Fang Yi'ai's cheeks, but in fact, he deliberately checked his expression changes, so as to deduce Fang Yiai's The heart's thoughts of legacy.

Fang Yiai was "defeated" from Xiangcheng several times, how could Fang Yiai dare to look down on this beautiful lady sitting opposite her, covered her face and coughed, and said with a wry smile: "There is hatred. There were times before when the students wanted to Infiltrate the princess mansion"

The 20 years of modern life in the previous life made Fang Yiai understand a truth, the highest level of lying is to be half true and false, and it is many times higher than childlike self-disclosure.

After expressing her true feelings generously, Fang Yiai changed the subject, "However, compared to Shu'er and Lizhi, the princess's character is a little unclear to the students. In the past few days, I don't know why I have raised a little respect for the princess. "

It's not that Fang Yiai deliberately praised and flattered Xiangcheng. After several confrontations, he really felt a little admiration for the femme fatale in front of him, but it was only from his mind.

"Respect? Fang Lang's literary talents and martial arts are unparalleled in the world, will the servants pay respect?" As he spoke, Xiangcheng raised his wine cup, gave Fang Yiai a white look, and then slowly drank the fine wine from the Western Regions.

Having a drink with Xiangcheng, Fang Yiai smiled wryly, "It's more about fear than respect."

"I'm afraid of the princess' tricks, and I'm afraid that the princess will reveal the student's alias." After speaking, feeling the pungentness of the wine from the Western Regions, to cover up the embarrassment, Fang Yiai wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth and murmured, "I want this pot of wine to be chilled It’s delicious after a while, but it’s a little bit spicy now that it’s getting warmer in April.”

Seeing Fang Yiai's face flashed with embarrassment, Xiangcheng believed his words, covered his face and smiled lightly, "How can I have the heart to say Po Fanglang's alias, if I say it, I'm afraid I have already entered the palace to meet my father .”

As he said that, Xiangcheng simply moved the seat to Fang Yiai's right corner, and while pouring wine for his lover, he carefully looked at Fang Yiai who looked like Pan'an today.

"Fang Lang usually only wears cloth shirts and Fang Jun, but today he changed into this brocade gown and blue Confucian scarf, and he looks much more handsome."

After Xiangcheng finished speaking, he toasted to drink with Fang Yiai again, the vigilance in his heart was slowly lowered, but it was not completely dispelled.

Holding up the wine cup and shaking it gently, in order to dispel Xiangcheng's worries, Fang Yiai joked, "I wonder if the princess has put Mongolian sweat medicine on this jug of wine?"

"Fang Lang don't want to make fun of my family." After taking the lead to express his sincerity, Xiangcheng said: "Before, it was my family who did things too much. I think what I want is Fang Lang's heart. The matter of Menghan medicinal wine will only be done to Xiao Rui in the future. made."

As soon as this remark came out, Xiangcheng's impression in Fang Yi's heart was refreshed again, "Today's Xiangcheng is different from before, a little less charming but a little more sincere. Could it be that this is her character?" Xinxing?"

In a trance, afraid of the benevolence of her own wife, Fang Yiai drank three glasses of wine with excuses in a row, only thinking about drinking the two-jin jug of general wine to the bottom as soon as possible, so that Xiangcheng can drink Drink the amnesia potion carefully prepared for her.

Pushing a cup to change a cup, Fang Yiai was already a little drunk. He didn't have much drinker, so he quickly ran the Hunyuan Heart Sutra, wanting to completely disperse the fine wine from the Western Regions that he had to drink, so as not to say anything wrong later. What should be said comes.

Seeing Fang Yiai sitting on the spot, concentrating on something, Xiangcheng felt suspicious again, and noticed that Fang Yiai's cheeks were slightly flushed, so she took out the words to disturb the lover's thoughts, so as to tell him not to be angry. Take your own defenses.

"Fang Lang, I heard that sister Li Zhi ran out of the Qin Mansion with tears in her eyes?"

During the day, Li Lizhi broke her hairpin and broke up with her, and the pain caused to Fang Yiai's heart has not yet fully healed. At this moment, Xiangcheng brought up the sad place again, and Fang Yiai couldn't help being confused. Then he ran into the limbs and bones.

"The princess sent someone to watch me?!" Although she was acting all the time, but now she heard Xiangcheng's soft words, Fang Yiai was really moved, and the anger flashed in her eyes. Although it was only for a moment, it was enough Xiangcheng caught him.

"Is Fang Lang angry?" Filling up the wine with a smile, Xiangcheng's apricot eyes showed true feelings, and looked at Fang Yiai with a little pity, and said softly: "My family knows that Fang Lang is walking on thin ice these days. Do you know what Fang Lang is thinking?"

"If you have any worries, you might as well talk to the slave family, so that you won't accumulate them in your heart and cause troubles in vain."

After finishing speaking, Xiangcheng raised his slender hands and caressed Fang Yiai's cheeks, with tenderness in his eyes and intimacy, no less than Li Shu, Li Lizhi, and Qin Jingniang.

Feeling the warmth of her cheeks, the weakest heartstrings in Fang Yi's heart were touched by Xiangcheng's words, thinking that she was about to lose her memory, and with Xie Zhongju guarding the door, Fang Yi'ai let out a long sigh and said, "Then there is Princess Lao, listen to the room." Jun's babbling."

After drinking a glass of wine alone, Fang Yiai looked at the table on the right, Gao Yang, whose pupils cut water and the green mountains were far away, was driven by the drunkenness, and completely opened his heart that had been sealed for a long time.

"Ever since I entered the Imperial College under a pseudonym, I have been charged with the great crime of deceiving the emperor. Wanhua hall played against Wansui, Hanyuan hall was punished by kneeling, and the deep palace torture stick not long ago. , Taibai Mountain and the Turkic warriors fought easily, Fang Jun's psychological defense almost collapsed in the first two times."

"To tell you the truth, the princess, I am only 19 years old. Even though my talent and martial arts are superb, I am still a little immature in my heart. In short, I lack training!"

After telling her own ills, Fang Yiai gave a wry smile, raised her glass to drink with Xiangcheng, and continued to talk freely about this beautiful woman who was about to lose her memory, hated and respected.

"Although because of the appearance of Monk Bianji, there was a little gap between me and Shu'er, but Shu'er is my favorite girl and also my first wife."

"Jing Niang dares to love and hate. I don't know how many grievances I have suffered for me these days. She is the one who takes care of my daily necessities. I always regard her as my wife and eldest sister in my heart. I am most sorry for her."

"As for Lizhi's pseudonym, I should have explained it to her long ago. It is my own fault that I have come to such a situation now."

Fang Yiai let out a long sigh after expressing her guilt towards the three of them. Seeing that Xiangcheng was fascinated, she was about to ask, but her thoughts were interrupted by the soft whispers in her ears.

"What about me? What does Fang Lang think of the slave family? I guess it's not just about fear and respect?"

The four eyes met, seeing Xiangcheng's question, Fang Yiai hesitated for a while, and then said: "Princess."

As soon as Fang Yiai opened his mouth, he felt a heat on his lips, and Xiangcheng's jade hand touched him lightly, interrupting his words.

"Call me Yu'er." Xiangcheng was both happy and angry, her eyes flickering, she looked like an ignorant girl who hadn't left the court and was waiting in her boudoir.

(End of this chapter)