Marry Donggong

The night is sultry and the wind blows through the wooden windows.

The tip of Xiao Jing's lips twitched. He walked past the desk and opened a rosewood-colored wooden box with his slender hands.

Inside are all the treasures he "stolen", including Shen Yi's moon bracelet, handkerchief, jade hosta...

He put the sachet in and took out a hosta.

There was a slight sound of undressing.

The swaying light fell on the young man's naked body. His shoulders were straight and broad, his waistline was smooth and clear, and the muscles in his chest were as precise as masonry.

The room was filled with aggressive hormones and tension, igniting an addictive heat.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at his heart covered with intertwined scars. His eyelashes, as dark and pure as ebony, cast deep shadows, covering up the bloody shadows that penetrated his bones.

When the hairpin was pierced, the jade-colored texture slowly oozed out red blood, slowly winding down.

Xiao Jing's fingers took the hot blood and dripped it on the burning candle.

His red eyes are burning, and his thin lips are stained with a wanton blush. He is naturally beautiful and has a dragon-like and phoenix-like appearance.

The hoarse voice swept through the vast night with a sultry and fatal lingering, enough to drown the heart.

"Chen Yi, fall in love with me and let me sink together, okay?"

……

The next day.

In early summer, the imperial city was shrouded in melting sunlight.

Wah Lok Palace.

After Concubine Cui heard the rumors in the palace about Shen Yi being a monster every day, she burst into laughter.

Her flirtatious eyes were full of cheerful viciousness: "That bitch Shen Yi deserves it. Everyone in the palace avoids her like a snake and a scorpion. They wish she would disappear in the palace immediately!"

Ever since Xiao Mingyuan "committed suicide" by hitting the wall in prison, Concubine Cui has been crying and not thinking about food and drinks. She finally smiled rarely.

Seeing that her master had regained her energy, Fang Ruo's hanging heart dropped a little. She exclaimed in surprise: "Madam, the Imperial Master is indeed profound in Buddhism. In just a few nights, everyone in the palace recognized Miss Shen as the real The monster."

At the mention of the Imperial Master, Concubine Cui raised her eyes in a flirtatious manner, and her infinitely plump amorous feelings aroused.

After many years, she and Qi Lang once again had a hearty intercourse under the Buddhist hall. Qi Lang was still so majestic and majestic, completely conquering her.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch her belly. Yongning, her poor Yongning, when will she come back to her?

I just regretted that in the past few days, Qi Lang had warned her many times: Although Shen Yi had not yet reached the age of hairpins, her thoughts were weird and demon-like, her methods cruel and vicious, and there were rumors about her in the palace. This bitch is bound to be wary and look for opportunities to break the situation.

Therefore, Qi Lang asked her to stop acting rashly and stay in Huale Palace to deal with Shen Yi. He had everything to do with him.

The pain of losing her beloved daughter and the pain of not being able to meet Qi Lang were all inflicted on her by Shen Yi, a bitch.

Concubine Cui was so angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "I really want to tie this bitch Shen Yi up in front of me immediately, let me humiliate her wantonly, and inflict countless capital punishments on her, so that I can avenge Yongning." !”

Fang Ruo quickly advised: "Master Imperial Master has said that everything is ready. All we need is the east wind. The empress will soon get her wish and see Miss Shen's miserable end."

Concubine Cui bit the soft meat in her mouth, and the smell of blood spread.

Stop it! The emperor was ruthless and cold-blooded, and gave up Yongning's life easily for the sake of his country and the country. Only her Qi Lang truly cared for her and would avenge Yongning.

No matter how unwilling she was, she had no choice but to give up.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the window: "Miss Shen is really born with a pretty face. Standing here, she is as beautiful as the spring breeze."

It's Qiangwei, that cheap maid who rebelled against her master!

Concubine Cui was trembling with anger. On the day of the banquet, Qiangwei, a lowly maid, instigated Shen Yi's rebellion and added Jingxunsan to Yongning's tea, causing Yongning to "go crazy" in full view of the public.

After she vomited blood and fell into coma on the spot, all the eunuchs and maids in Yongning Palace were sent to Yeting, except Qiangwei, who was taken away by Cining Palace.

When she woke up, she wanted to beat Qiangwei to death with a stick, but she couldn't do it.

Concubine Cui walked to the east window of the palace angrily.

The east window faces a waterside pavilion, with trees and trees scattered across it, a small bridge with flowing water, and sparse flowers and trees.

There was a hazy coolness and indifference between Shen Yi's brows. Her plain white skirt was fluttering, as graceful as blue clouds coming out of Xiu Xiu, and the fragrance of her clothes spread in the dancing wind.

She raised her slender hands, holding a fan, and stood quietly in the middle of the bridge.

The court painter Mo Xiuran was ordered by the Queen Mother to paint a picture of a beauty for Miss Shen. He was originally the legitimate son of Weiwei Temple Qingfu. He was smart since he was a child and was successful in his studies.

But when he was still young, he actually asked to join the palace as a court painter.

Mo Weiwei, the minister of the temple, was so angry that he beat, scolded, and begged Mo Xiuran, but he remained indifferent and insisted on entering the palace as a court painter.

I really couldn't resist him, so I had to let him go.

Mo Xiuren is a man who loves beauty as much as his life. He is happy with anyone who has outstanding appearance, no matter man or woman.

He has acquired good painting skills, and can paint the charm of a girl or the handsomeness of a husband to a nine-point resemblance.

Mo Xiuran didn't know anything about the ghosts and gods in the palace about Miss Shen. Even if he knew, he wouldn't believe it.

He only knew that Miss Shen was very beautiful, and he praised her endlessly: "There is a beautiful person, elegant and graceful. It is really Mo's honor to be able to paint Miss Shen's portrait."

Shen Yi smiled solemnly at the corner of her lips and said in a soft voice: "Master Mo is so complimentary, I'm just pretty good-looking."

Mo Xiuran clicked his tongue twice and said, "If Miss Shen is only pretty, how many women out there are so pretty?"

This remark offended many women, but he didn't care at all.

Qiangwei was rescued by Shen Yi and escaped from Xiao Mingyuan's daily beatings and scoldings. She was naturally grateful to Shen Yi.

She smiled and said: "That's right. Miss Shen is as beautiful as a flower. Let alone a man, even a female slave would be fascinated by her."

Shen Yi smiled and said nothing.

Beauty picture? Shen Yi, a bitch, deserves it!

Concubine Cui's eyes were like cold poisonous snakes, twining around Shen Yi.

Her heart seemed to burst with blood. Yongning also loved painting pictures of beauties during his lifetime. Yongning looked like her, pretty and charming, and the Yongning in the painting was even more beautiful. Yong Ning always held a picture of a beautiful woman and couldn’t put it down. He would bring it in front of her and “show off” it to her.

But now, Yongning is far away from her, and she can only cry and feel sad at Yongning's beauty picture, recalling Yongning's voice and smile.

Shen Yi, this bitch, seemed to be born to oppose her. Every step he took would stab her heart viciously, causing blood to flow and the pain to make her almost suffocate.

Fang Ruo also followed Concubine Cui to the window. When she saw Shen Yi and others, her eyebrows jumped sharply.

Miss Shen is currently at the cusp of the storm, yet she is still calmly painting in the waterside pavilion. This kind of mentality is really chilling.

A little uneasiness arose in her heart and she said to Concubine Cui: "Mother, out of sight is out of mind, and I will allow Miss Shen to play around for a few more days. Why don't you move somewhere else?"

Concubine Cui's face was extremely ugly. She sneered repeatedly: "Fang Ruo, you don't need to persuade me. I want to see how beautiful the eldest daughter of Shen Hou Mansion is, and how she will live in a life worse than death in the future."

"It would be a pity that such a beautiful woman was not sent to the military camp to be a prostitute and a slave, and to be a tool for the men in the army to vent their anger!"

Fang Ruo was so frightened by the ferocious hatred in Cui Guifei's words that she did not dare to speak out again.

The smile on Shen Yi's lips deepened, her clear eyes moved, and her gaze seemed to have drifted to Concubine Cui, who was full of anger, but it seemed not to be there.

She stood like this, her waist as slim as a February willow tree, very touching.

Mo Xiuran's brush fell on the rice paper, slowly depicting Shen Yi's beauty one stroke after another.

The beauty picture took more than half an hour.

Concubine Cui stared at Shen Yi angrily, as if she wanted to poke a hole in the other person's body.

"Miss Shen, the beauty picture has been painted. Please take a look at it." Mo Xiuran breathed a sigh of relief. He painted this painting very carefully and was very nervous. He was afraid that he would not be able to portray the beauty of Miss Shen.

He took down the beauty picture from the easel and respectfully presented it in front of Shen Yi.

Shen Yi took the portrait. The woman in the portrait, E'e, had cloudy hair on her temples, her eyebrows were curled up like a distant mountain, her smile was solemn and elegant.

She smiled gratefully at Mo Xiuran: "I heard that Painter Mo is very good at painting. Now that I see it, he is indeed well-deserved."

The beautiful woman smiles beautifully, just like thousands of pear trees in bloom.

Mo Xiuran was slightly stunned.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem, each with their own merits, but none can compare to Miss Shen.

Concubine Cui sneered coldly: "Bitch, Shen Yi, this watery bitch!"

Miss Shen has a good reputation in Chang'an City for adhering to etiquette. She is gentle and courteous, and is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In fact, it's the opposite.

She first braved the disapproval of the world and tore up the marriage contract and broke off her engagement with the prince of Chu.

Later, he shamelessly seduced Xiao Jing, the indifferent Zhuzi, and asked him to protect her in every possible way, so he broke Chu Heng's arm. He was even willing to sacrifice twenty years of his life and sacrifice his blood just to change her fate against the will of heaven.

Now he is serving people with his beauty in the blue light, which makes the court painter fascinated.

Such prostitutes should be punished by castration.

Shen Yi seemed to have noticed Concubine Cui's hateful gaze towards her. There was no wave in her eyes as she looked at Concubine Cui calmly.

Suddenly, she raised her lips, as if a winner was mocking a loser, so dismissive and condescending.

Shen Yi, a bitch, dared to provoke her!
  Concubine Cui's eyes were about to burst, and she wished she could rush out and scratch Shen Yi's smile into pieces.

Fang Ruo felt even more weird. Miss Shen had never been to the waterside pavilion outside the east window of Huale Palace. She came here for the first time today, but she stayed there for such a long time, as if she was deliberately irritating the empress.

She fell to her knees with a plop and said in a heartfelt voice: "My dearest lady, a little impatience will ruin a big plan."

"Miss Shen has a deep mind, and the Imperial Master is very wary of her. She seems to be well-prepared when she comes today. Your Majesty, you must not fall into her trap!"

The hatred in Concubine Cui's heart was hard to calm down. She was used to being domineering in the palace. How could she have ever experienced such shame and humiliation and endured such overwhelming hatred.

Fang Ruo burst into tears and said, "My Lady, even if you rush out and slap Miss Shen a few times now, it will still be difficult to eliminate Princess Yongning's hatred."

"Why not wait for a few more days, and when Miss Shen is completely defeated, you can torture her however you want."

Concubine Cui's eyes were red. Yes, even if she rushed out regardless and slapped that bitch Shen Yi a few times, she couldn't kill him.

She forcefully broke off the cordan on her finger, and thick purple blood flowed freely.

Yongning, if you give me a few more days, I will definitely take Shen Yi's life and comfort your spirit in heaven.

Clap.

The east window was suddenly closed, and Mu Heng was still shaking violently.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of porcelain jewelry falling to the ground.

Shen Yi's eyes were as clear as snow, revealing a cold killing intent.

Not bad.

She went to paint in the waterside pavilion today, and she did so deliberately.

The Imperial Master was so clever that he "haunted" Xinzheku for three consecutive nights, so that everyone in the palace thought she was a monster and wanted to get rid of her.

However, Concubine Cui, who always loved her daughter dearly, surprisingly remained silent and did not come to cause trouble for her. It must be the Imperial Preceptor who was behind the scenes and preparing a bigger conspiracy.

Since the enemy couldn't move, she used her body to lure him.

A gentle breeze blew, blowing the hair on Shen Yi's cheeks, and she tilted her head slightly.

Su heard that Princess Yongning loved to have a painter paint pictures of beauties for her, so she came to Shuixie to paint a portrait for herself.

Seeing such a familiar scene, Concubine Cui was filled with anger and her eyes were filled with gnashing of teeth.

It is common for people to do irrational things when they are extremely angry. She was "pressing each other step by step", and Concubine Cui was so angry that she would eventually fall into the dead end she carefully designed.

Her heart was as cold as ice. She remembers everything from her past life. She made a vow in this life to try her best to protect the Shen Hou Mansion. The imperial aunt and A Jing Zhouquan subverted the imperial power and demanded repayment of the blood debt from Emperor He Yuan.

She will never leave any room for her enemies.

She will take Concubine Cui's life. (End of chapter)