The favored concubine strikes: the arrogant wife of the black-bellied prince

Chapter 521 Visiting the Lan Family 1
　The two soaked in the bathtub for more than half an hour before they came out of the bathroom, cuddled up on the bed and slept together. Dongli Liuyu didn't dare to sleep deeply tonight, he was worried that Bing Linger would have another nightmare , until the sky was slightly bright, and he was gradually falling asleep.

　As a matter of course, the two of them missed the morning court this morning.

　In the Jinluan Palace, the ministers expressed their opinions on the matter of setting up the crown prince, but the final result was nothing more than four factions, the third prince Dongli Wen's faction, the fourth prince Dongli Liuyu's faction, the virtuous king Dongliyu's faction, and the royalist faction. They fought tit for tat all morning in the Golden Luan Hall, but the old emperor gave up with the absence of the Fourth Prince Dongli Liuyu, saying that it would continue tomorrow.

　In the next four or five days, Dongli Liuyu asked for leave and did not go to court, because he always felt that Bingling'er had not slept peacefully every night since the nightmare that night, and would be in a trance during the day, which made him He was very worried, anyway, he didn't like such boring things like going to court, so he just stayed with Bing Ling'er in Lingchi every day, so as not to let her think wildly.

　"Miss, Uncle, there are a few people surnamed Lan outside who have handed over greeting cards, do you want to see them?" Ye Wentian bowed and asked, originally Miss's spirit was not very good these days, he was about to dismiss it, did not What he thought of was that when he heard that they reported their family name as Lan, something crossed his head, and he came to ask Bing Ling'er.

　"Surname Lan?" Bing Ling'er touched the position of the Shougong sand on her shoulder. After six years of accidents, the Shougong sand on her shoulder had long since disappeared, and instead turned into a blood-colored rose the size of a grain of rice. At first, she always thought that the bloody rose was a birthmark, but after hearing what Qiuniang told her, she realized that it was the Shougong sand that is unique to the daughters of the direct descendants of the Ye family, but now that the Shou Gong sand is gone, how can they confirm her identity? identity?Whether they come early or late, what does it mean to come at this time?
　"Bing'er, see you?" Dongli Liuyu asked softly as she embraced her, there was indeed something strange about the Lan family's arrival at this time.

　Bing Ling'er lowered her eyes, then raised the corners of her mouth and said with a sneer, "Since you're here, let's meet you."

　Ye Wentian heard the words, bowed out, returned to the Four Princes' Mansion, and began to arrange this meeting.

　Ye Wentian arranged several people to sit down in the living room, served the top green tea in the zero pool, and delicious snacks and bowed to leave. He had already done what he had done. As for when the lady would come to see them, it was not a question. He can decide.

　"Father, can she really be my aunt's daughter?" A woman about sixteen or seventeen years old in a crimson dress of soft clouds and willows asked curiously while eating delicious snacks, still admiring secretly in her heart. The dim sum is really delicious, she has never had such a special dim sum.

　"According to the information, it should be," a refined man in his fifties said in a deep voice, his eyes flickering with anticipation.

　"This tea is good." A 23-four-year-old man sitting next to the woman held a teacup and sniffed lightly in his nose, and then praised that this was the best tea he had ever smelled, as if he was in a fairyland, illusory and real false hallucinations.

　I don't know how it tastes like, the man took a small sip of tea with anticipation in his heart, the cool and warm feeling in the mouth made him open his eyes wide, and slowly swallowed the tea, a fresh fragrance slowly lingered in his throat Winding, and then overflowing the mouth, this is really a peerless tea.

(End of this chapter)