Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 357 What about the Third Highness?

"Miss..." Mu Jin walked out of the pavilion holding an umbrella.

Only then did An Zijin look away, and she smiled, "Let's go."

"That's Miss An Er." The maid next to Yeats whispered, "My lord, this Miss An Er is not only very beautiful, but she will marry An Guo Gong soon.

Yeats was standing near the door at the moment, and her eyes fell on An Zijin. No matter where she stood, such a woman would attract the attention of everyone. She was only glad that such a beautiful woman as An Zijin did not come into the palace, otherwise there would be no Where do you stand?
Thinking of Second Master Shen's words, Yeats' eyes became complicated again. No matter where he looked at it, Miss An should not interfere in his affairs.

But after all, she is going to be the wife of the country, is it because of her future status that she has her eye on her?
Yeats couldn't explain it no matter what, she lowered her head to hide the eagerness in her eyes, and looked up again with a just right smile.

"This is the Second Miss An, right?" Yeats greeted her with a smile, "I heard about the Second Miss from Concubine Shu."

An Zijin sized her up a few times, and if he really found that her features looked a little like those of the deposed prince Bai Junheng, then she must be similar to the former empress.

Mu Jin hurriedly lowered her voice and said in An Zijin's ear, "Miss, this is Rong Rong, who is very favored in the palace."

In fact, An Zijin guessed it without looking at it. Due to the drastic changes in the palace today, most people were in a hurry to please Concubine Ye Shu. The one who could talk to her so calmly in the Qiuguang Palace must be this noble lady.

"Just call me Zijin, you are more polite." An Zijin slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was neither too far nor too close, with a touch of temptation.

Yeats saw that her expression was slightly anxious, and said with a smile: "Then I will call you Zijin. I heard that Zijin knows the art of painting. I have a picture of winter plums here. I wonder if I can get Zijin's advice?"

An Zijin's smile remained unchanged, and she nodded, "I just understand a little bit, I hope I can understand a little bit."

Yeats gave way, "Let's go to the flower hall there."

An Zijin nodded, and then said to Mu Jin: "Wait here, if the Eldest Princess comes out to look for me, tell me I'm going to enjoy the painting with you."

Mu Jin glanced at Rong Gui, who was obviously eager, and nodded.

Soon the two arrived at a secluded flower hall beside them.

Yeats actually took out a picture of winter plums, she said with a smile: "This picture is still bestowed by the Holy Spirit, but I don't understand it."

An Zijin leaned forward and took a look, "Although this picture of winter plums has not been signed, but judging from the style of painting and the habit of writing, it seems to be Wang School, but Wang School has never liked to draw plums. It's also very rare..."

Free from the edge of the rules and break through very thoroughly, even the artistic conception of a lone goose in the snow is painted, and the majestic momentum of this painting is unique from a distance.

An Zijin was stunned, this couldn't be the authentic work of the Holy Majesty, could it?She said solemnly: "This painting...could it be..."

Seeing An Zijin's expression, Yeats knew that she had guessed it, "Zijin's guess was right, this is the authentic work bestowed by the Holy One."

An Zijin was a little confused about what she meant, so he simply looked at her with a smile, "Your Majesty is indeed blessed with grace."

Yeats suddenly bowed his knees and saluted, An Zijin hurriedly stopped her, "What are you doing, sir?"

Yeats lowered his head and said, "If Miss An Er hadn't rescued him, Yeats would have become a lonely ghost by now. How could he have the chance to stay in the palace and get the favor of the Holy Grail?"

An Zijin frowned slightly, she would never forget this time, Yeats and Bai Junyou may still have a lot of relationship.

She helped Yeats up, "Your honor is polite, Zijin didn't do anything big, such a thing is just a matter of effort, the nobleman has won the sacred heart, it can be said that the limelight is second to none."

Yeats bit his lips, "Yeats is just a palace man, and in this palace, he was also fortunate to be valued by the concubine Shu, so he was able to serve the Holy Majesty. Although the concubine Shu valued Yeats, but..."

She glanced at An Zijin, "Concubine Shu would not rescue Miss An like this."

An Zijin gently put away the painting, and handed it to Yeats, "Does your lord think that I must have some schemes to help you?"

Yeats was taken aback, of course she would not say this, but of course she had thought about it countless times in her heart, she was even puzzled what could she help her?
Seeing her astonished expression, An Zijin smiled lightly and said, "No need to worry, nobleman. Zijin is the daughter of the grand master's mansion, and she is going to marry the Gu family. She has no direct interest in the disturbance in the palace."

Yeats held the painting tightly, "Miss An Er, why don't you speak up."

"How long has your lord been in the palace?" An Zijin stood in front of her calmly.

Yeats lowered his eyes, "Three and a half years."

"According to the nobleman's background, it's pretty good to survive three and a half years in the palace..." An Zijin glanced at her, "I think the nobleman understands that the situation in the palace doesn't have to be three years ago."

Yeats froze, and she felt more and more humble. Standing in front of such a woman, she just felt that she dared not raise her head. This kind of aura made her even breathe carefully.

"I... I'm just a court lady, I don't understand anything." Yeats lowered his head even more in a panic.

Seeing her like this, An Zijin became even more tempting, "The nobleman almost lost his life in the palace, who is the culprit behind it, and does the nobleman know?"

"Yes...it's Concubine Xue." Yeats raised her head subconsciously, she always felt that An Zijin was going to talk about something very important.

An Zijin nodded slightly, "If you block the way of Concubine Xue or His Highness the Third Highness, you will only fall into this kind of crisis again and again. After all, being with a king is like being with a tiger, does your lord understand?"

Yeats bit her lip, raised her eyes, hatred flashed across her eyes, "Second Miss An, I know what you're going to say, I really can't move an inch in the palace, but, but how can I be with Xue Xue?" On par with the imperial concubine?"

Seeing that there was indeed hatred in her eyes, An Zijin was even more astonished. Isn't this just a play?Could it be that Bai Junyou has abandoned her?That's why he wanted to kill her so relentlessly?
"What about the Third Highness?" An Zijin pressed her step by step, forcing her to raise her head, "What about the Third Highness?"

Looking into An Zijin's cold eyes, Yeats really felt that there was no way to retreat, it even seemed as if all his secrets were being laid out in front of this woman and let her kill her!

"Don't..." Yeats stepped back on the chair and sat down suddenly. She was still a little flustered, and secretly glanced at An Zijin, but saw that she was still looking at him with a deathly expression, as if seeing through everything.

"My lord, there are very few opportunities for you and me to meet and talk, and there is no need to talk about trust or not. Even if it is cooperation, how about it?"

An Zijin then slowly sat down on the chair beside her, "Without the nobleman's help, Zijin only lacks some assistance, but if it can help the nobleman stand firm in this palace, it must be of great benefit to the nobleman." Small."

Yeats clenched her lips, she looked at the woman sitting beside her in disbelief, and it took a while for Yeats to recover.

"I can still choose Concubine Shu and Fourth Highness, isn't that safer?" Although Yeats said this, his voice was much weaker.

An Zijin smiled slightly, "If this is the case, the nobleman would not be here today to appreciate the paintings with Zijin. The nobleman has his own sense of propriety. In such a situation, the nobleman's position is extremely high, but it is extremely unstable. Third Highness If I could abandon you, why wouldn't the Fourth Highness not?"

When Yeats heard her speak so bluntly, his hands froze, and his expression became even more panicked.

"you……"

(End of this chapter)