Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 11
She got up and stared at the bronze mirror for a long time, she didn't remember how she was injured, she only knew that she suffered from a serious illness when she was very young, and after saving her life, the scar had followed her.

It's really ugly, she laughed at herself, usually she would deliberately ignore such ugly things.The palm of his hand pressed there, as if there was still warmth on his lips.

Her head was messed up and dizzy, she wrapped her brocade quilt and wanted to sleep, maybe it would be better, but she found that the brocade quilt, quilt, everything around her, and even her body were stained with Murong Yuchi's breath, wrapping her lingeringly, not giving A trace of escape gap.

My heart beats faster.

Murong Yuchi, her uncle, time and time again did things to her that surpassed the norms of a nephew, he was not afraid, but Lian Yingtong...

It can't be like this, it can't go on like this, connected by blood, he absolutely can't want her, and it's even more impossible for her to accept this absurd feeling that is ridiculed and cast aside by the world.

This time she took care of her body obediently, and Aunt Xuan took care of her, but she spoke very little, and she was not even willing to pay more attention to her.

"Aunt Xuan, I know what I did wrong. I shouldn't have troubled my uncle by going to Concubine Xiao." Afterwards, she thought about it, and rushed there in case something happened. Yuchi, maybe even indirectly hurt his mother.

"The princess doesn't need to say these things to the servants, but she should tell the emperor if she wants to." Li Xuan replied indifferently, she really felt sorry for the child, but it was difficult for her to be calm and friendly with the person who hurt A Lin.

Lian Yingtong could hear that Li Xuan was angry. Aunt Xuan taught her a lot of palace rules, and the mistake she made this time was indeed serious.

Speaking of Murong Yuchi, she remembered that his injury seemed to be serious, she made up her mind not to ask, she hesitated for a long time and couldn't help asking softly: "Uncle, is uncle's injury better?"

"The princess is bothering you." Li Xuan's tone softened slightly.

"Is Aunt Xuan here?" Zong Ting whispered outside.

Li Xuan's expression suddenly became tense, and she hurried out. Lian Yingtong saw Zong Ting whispering something to her outside the courtyard. When the two left, Zong Ting cast a glance at her with a rare dignified expression.

Could it be that something happened to Murong Yuchi?His injury is so serious?

She twisted her ten fingers, but no one could give her an answer. After walking back and forth for a long time, she walked out of Guanju Palace, and halfway there she stopped again, suppressing her worries.

There are so many imperial physicians in the palace, and his beloved concubine is by his side, what is she worrying about here!
Still struggling in her heart, someone patted her shoulder from behind, and said in a surprised voice, "Tongtong, it's really you!"

The person in front of him was dressed in Nanming Inner Palace costumes, his eyes were charming and charming, and his face had a maturity that didn't match his age.

"Xiaohan? Didn't you leave the palace long ago?"

Xiaohan smiled lightly, "It's a long story, by the way, you look unhappy, tell sister Xiaohan what's wrong?"

"My uncle is ill."

"Your uncle is so strict to you, and you are still so worried about him."

"That's because of me..."

Xiao Han clicked his tongue a few times, leaned over and whispered excitedly in her ear.

Lian Yingtong's eyes lit up suddenly, but he hesitated, "Is it really possible?"

Until the majestic vermilion palace gate behind her was farther and farther away, Lian Yingtong let go of her hanging heart, and couldn't help but look around for a while, finally, she, who was dressed in black and gray men's clothes, showed a bright smile.

"I said earlier that it's not that difficult. Look, I won't lie to you." Xiaohan, who was also dressed in the same attire, twirled the exit token triumphantly with her fingers.

I have to admire Xiaohan, somehow she got the token and took her out of the palace smoothly.

"My uncle forbids me to come out at will." Walking on the street, even Yingtong felt her breathing became smoother, and then thought about coming out privately this time, if Murong Yuchi found out, it would be...

"Tongtong, are you so afraid of your uncle?" Xiaohan said suddenly.

She nodded, thinking of Murong Yuchi's ruthless and indifferent expression when he shot to kill, she felt a chill in her heart, and her pace unconsciously slowed down.

"So scared, you still come out with me?"

"My uncle got sick because of me. I heard that he likes chestnut cakes. I want to buy them for him. I hope he gets better soon."

So Xiaohan asked her if she wanted to sneak out of the palace, and she remembered that her mother mentioned that Murong Yuchi was often sick when he was a child, and the only thing he liked was chestnut cakes, and he insisted on making folk ones, not the ones in the palace.

No matter whether he went to visit Murong Yuchi or not, he always wanted to send his heart. After all, she had a fever and was sick, and he carried her back and forth for half a night without stopping. It should be right for the niece to care about her uncle.

If you think about it that way, there's nothing to worry about.

Xiaohan burst out laughing, "Look at how you are so intent on pleasing him, why do I feel that you and him are like husband and wife."

"Don't talk nonsense." Her cheeks were flushed, Xiaohan always spoke boldly and straightforwardly, she didn't care at first, but she was involved with Murong Yuchi, she couldn't help explaining clearly.

"Little girl, tell the truth, he is not your real uncle, is he?"

"Why not a real uncle, but a direct relative." She widened her eyes and emphasized her relationship with him loudly.

Xiaohan said slowly. "Look at your good looks, your uncle must be not bad either, one day let my sister and I see how our uncle who is afraid and concerned about me is so fascinated by him." Xiao Han jokingly scratched her thin red cheek with his finger, " By the way, where does your uncle work in the palace?"

She deliberately made a fierce grimace at Xiaohan, and said intimidatingly: "It's better not to see him, he is not good-looking, and he has a fierce temper. He is responsible for beating those palace people who make mistakes in the palace. You will be scared if you see him." Die!" When Xiaohan knew about her relationship with Murong Yuchi, no one would play with her anymore.

"I won't rob your uncle."

"My aunt is very fierce!"

"Your uncle likes you."

She froze for a moment, she couldn't avoid Murong Yuchi's feelings for her.

The tangled expression fell into Xiaohan's eyes, and she whistled and laughed nonstop, Lian Yingtong chased Xiaohan to stop her from laughing, and the two ran away.

In a corner not far away from their conversation, Youdao's figure stayed in the secret place for a long time. The remote terrain here is relatively quiet with few people passing by.

The man gazed at the delicate figure from a distance, his bright and clear eyes were particularly bright red against the red marks on his forehead, his rouge lips were self-satisfied, and when he smiled, he showed some pointed canine teeth.

The cute little girl who was so stupid back then has grown up, and she will never cry again and said with tears in her eyes, "Brother Xuanzhi, can I be your bride?"

Her heart was occupied by another man.

There was a trace of hostility in the deep green eyes, like a wolf waiting for an opportunity to prey in the wilderness.

Wan Meiju, a room of obscenity.

The man in Chinese clothes who was on the first side was surrounded by several young women who were semi-naked in tulle, obedient and obedient like tamed pets, and they knew how to serve him comfortably and comfortably without the man asking.

They waited on the masters around them, but their eyes would always glance at the man sitting opposite him from time to time. The emerald green eyes were quiet and mysterious, and when they glanced at them, they were so beautiful that it was hard to move away.

"Brother Murong has a very high vision, but you don't notice any of the people here, little brother." The man in Chinese clothes shook his head helplessly.

The man took a sip of the wine in his glass, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "Brother Xiao, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have known that half of the world's beauties, Brother Xiao, are here. According to the laws of this dynasty, officials of the court are not allowed to gamble in private Brother Xiao knew it was impossible to go to the prostitute shop, but since I have been away for nine years, it seems that the Xiao family is already a favorite in Nanming."

"The Xiao family can't bear the rumor of a favored minister. If it reaches the emperor's ears, it will be a serious crime. Xiao Yuanxi still wants to be romantic and happy for a few years, and I hope that you will be merciful, Lord Minyue." Xiao Yuanxi seems to have Please, raise your glass to him.

He had expected that the person invited today would be difficult to deal with. No matter how he tried to win him over, he would not be able to do anything. He was not lacking in beauty, money, power, and power. What could make this man loose?
"This king has lived in Minyue for a long time, and he has long been indifferent to the affairs of the court. He is humble. Thanks to Brother Xiao for his kindness and courtesy, if there is a chance for Brother Xiao to visit Fujian, this king will definitely treat me generously. Shi Chen It's not too early, the king is leaving."

"My little brother originally wanted to have a long talk with the lord, but he only returned to Nanming nine years ago. The lord doesn't want to know how much the court has changed in these nine years?" He said as he dismissed Meiji.

Hinting that wooing won't work, let's just say it clearly.

Murong Bixiao got up and interrupted Xiao Yuanxi, who was chattering, "Master Xiao is a veteran of the two dynasties who acts cautiously. Brother Xiao should learn from his father's style. Do you still remember the same veteran of the two dynasties Xuanwu General Lian Liyang? Between the emperor's thoughts."

Xiao Yuanxi's face turned cold, his dark eyes stared at Murong Bixiao angrily and left.

After a while, the servants hurried in.

After hearing the servant's report, his eyes flickered, "What does the person Murong Bixiao took away look like?"

"Aged about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a very handsome appearance, by the way, there is a red mark on her forehead."

He seemed to have seen this described appearance before, so let's not think about it for now, Xiao Yuanxi snorted coldly, Murong Bixiao was not invulnerable.

"Draw that person's appearance and find out the identity as soon as possible."

It was already early summer, but the man next to Lian Yingtong felt a bone-chilling chill all over her body. She didn't dare to speak for a long time, because she couldn't bear the feeling of being frozen, so she moved quietly to one side.

All of a sudden, his closed eyelids opened, his dark green eyes fixed on her, his expression was extremely serious and cold, and he squeezed her wrist tightly, making her tremble and dare not move again.

"Uncle..." She licked her dry lips and called him cautiously.

The wrist held by him was almost broken because of the growing anger of the man. She knew that he was angry.

Murong Bixiao's eyes were deep, her face was extremely cold, Lian Yingtong swallowed secretly, she was more scared than facing those men who hijacked her with evil intentions alone just now.

I bought the chestnut cake that Murong Yuchi liked, and she was waiting for Xiaohan on the side of the street, but somehow she was forcibly taken to a strange place halfway, and they tried to touch her. If it wasn't for Murong Bixiao's sudden appearance, she might...

God bestowed the Murong family with stunning looks, and even gave them a violent and ruthless personality.

Murong Yuchi killed without blinking an eye, Murong Bixiao did not lose him in the slightest, and struck decisively and fiercely. She clearly heard the sound of those people's hands and feet breaking.

"Why are you outside the palace?" He eased his expression and let go of her wrist.

"I have something to do when I come out." She rubbed her wrists quietly, not daring to look up at him, and answered honestly.

"for him?"

She raised her head a little bit at a loss when she heard this, Murong Bixiao asked who he was.

Murong Bixiao squinted at her bloody palm, and Lian Yingtong suddenly remembered that she lost the chestnut cake she bought for Murong Yuchi in the struggle just now.

She frowned and turned the corners of her mouth down, she was about to cry, and said in a low voice: "No, how can I explain to Uncle Huang."

Murong Bixiao was extremely displeased, this girl still couldn't figure out how critical the situation was just now, and she was still sad because she lost something to Murong Yuchi.

He also didn't expect Xiao Yuanxi to be so courageous that he would snatch women from the streets to enter Wanmeiju at will, and that's why he was able to save her in time.

The Xiao family has been in power for many years, and in recent years it has expanded secretly and recklessly. They have begun to disregard Murong Yuchi, fearing and coveting his hundreds of thousands of troops from Fujian and Vietnam. Wake up early, the foregone conclusion of the Xiao family's extermination must be ignited from him.

Seeing Lian Yingtong's regretful and sad expression again, he frowned and couldn't help looking at her carefully.

The man's attire still can't hide the woman's features, the gray and black on the face are wiped off, the skin is as white as jade, the fire mark on the forehead is bright red and enchanting, and the eyes are soft and clear, just like the beautiful rose in the spring that confuses people's hearts. With just one glance, she didn't know how much this coquettish and coquettish attitude could catch a man's attention.

Your uncle likes you.

She didn't answer, nor did she deny it, it was obvious that Murong Yuchi treated her differently, and Murong Bixiao's face gradually became gloomy.

He dragged her over without saying a word, Lian Yingtong fell into his arms, her cheeks were reddish, and her broad chest inexplicably gave the frightened her a sense of security that she could rely on.

But from the very beginning, he refused to admit that he was her Xuanzhi, and treated her indifferently, and quickly left and disappeared in front of her like avoiding the plague. He was a prince, and he didn't even enter the palace once when he came back to Nanming.

Is he avoiding her, or is he really not Xuanzhi?

Also, why is he so nice to her all of a sudden?Lian Yingtong became annoyed more and more, lying in his arms and couldn't help sighing.

Soon she frowned in pain, Murong Bixiao's strength was frightening, even if he just hugged her, he was about to strangle her to death.

"Uncle, I can't breathe..." She was about to suffocate and passed out without making a sound.

He realized that he was using too much force, let go of a little strength and still hugged her tightly and refused to let go, smelling the fragrance of her hair, Murong Bixiao's faintly angry eyes suddenly showed a ray of tenderness.

Seeing you unexpectedly after many years, he couldn't even say goodbye.

He hugged her tightly, with all his strength.

"Uncle." She couldn't move

"Don't move, let me hug you." The deep voice carried a rare warmth.

Hugging full of power, she quietly and blankly lay motionless in his arms, feeling his breath, embrace, tenderness... the most familiar past came to her heart, and her nose felt sour.

"Xuanzhi?" Unable to restrain her thoughts, she called him cautiously.

He didn't deny it aloud, and exerted force on his arm again, bringing her closer to him.Leaning over, fingers lightly caressed her overly soft rouge lips, and then covered her moist and hot lips, holding her slightly parted lips and slowly sucking hard.

The sudden kiss left her head blank for a moment, and then a large teardrop quickly fell from her widened eyes, scorching hot, and he was startled to feel the salty taste in his mouth.

Raising her eyes, she in her arms stared at him without blinking, her clear eyes were moist with pity, and her face was mixed with various expressions.

Murong Bixiao's mind moved slightly, and he put his palm on his forehead. There was too much space between him and her, and there were too many things to explain, but the time had not come yet.

Right now, she called him uncle, but he lost control and kissed her. What kind of attitude should we face each other?

"I'm sorry." He apologized, rubbing her little head with his palm.

Why did he say sorry to her?Lian Yingtong didn't care about her daughter's reservedness, she reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Xuanzhi, you kiss me, I'm not angry, don't..."

Murong Bixiao withdrew her tenderness, became as indifferent and alienated as she had seen for the first time, and loosened her fingers that were clenched tightly on her sleeve one by one.

"The king said that you misidentified the person, and also, you look like a woman this king knows, so..." He eased his tone, "This king is careless, whatever compensation Chang Ning wants, uncle will satisfy you .”

Her throat tightened for a while, her eyes were sore and uncomfortable, but she pulled out an extremely ugly smile, "Dare to ask uncle, do I really look like that woman you know?"

Murong Bixiao didn't expect her reaction, so after thinking about it, she still opened her mouth to answer.

"It's just a bit similar."

"Uncle likes her?"

Murong Bixiao looked away, and said flatly, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Then why did you kiss me?" She did not give up and asked to the end.

He turned his back and left her a lonely and handsome figure, so absolute and without nostalgia.

"There won't be another time."

The car stopped, he got out of the carriage, and the curtain blocked the two of them again.

Repeatedly denying that he is not Xuanzhi, but feeling the familiarity from him, arousing the longing in her heart, but he ruthlessly cut off hope.

When he came to save her, there was a moment of tenderness towards her. She didn't avoid his sudden kiss, just because he kissed her, he was Xuanzhi, and she missed her beloved who had been waiting for nine years.

Lian Yingtong couldn't help crying bitterly, tears seemed to burst from her fingers.

In the end, he apologized for being sorry and promised that there would be no next time.

Just because she looks a lot like a woman he knew, and because he never fell in love with her, curled up and didn't move, her body hurts, her heart hurts, the pain came together, and she didn't even have the strength to cry out. No.

Ji Jin's irresistible love

"A Lin, the wound hurts badly?" Li Xuan saw Murong Yuchi tossing and turning for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

Murong Yuchi closed his eyes, waved his hands slightly, but said: "Zong Ting, what's the matter?" He had excellent hearing, and when he heard Zong Ting's hurried footsteps, he stopped and paced back and forth outside the bedroom, as if he was worried about something.

Zong Ting also knew that sooner or later he would not be able to hide it, "The little princess is not very good." He tried his best to say it tactfully, but of course the situation was only worse than what he said.

She wasn't just bad, she was terrible.

Wearing men's clothes, her wrists were red and swollen, her palms were bloody, and there were a few minor abrasions. What was more serious, she had obviously cried, and the tears on her cheeks were still there.

She huddled in the corner of the bed, staring at something blankly, her clear eyes seemed to be fogged, and she had a dull and lifeless face. When Li Xuan asked her something, even Yingtong didn't answer.

Li Xuan was startled, and couldn't help but look at Murong Yuchi. After hearing Zong Ting's report, he showed no expression at all, which was more disturbing than any other moment.

"You go down first." He ordered, his voice cold and sharp.

There were only him and her, Murong Yuchi walked over, his figure condescendingly enveloped her whole body.

"Lian Yingtong." Lian called her by first and last name, with a heavy sense of oppression, a strength that did not allow others to resist.

He seldom called her that. Once he did, it meant that she really annoyed Murong Yuchi. She tried it once, but she refused to enter the palace. Murong Yuchi laughed and set fire to Lian's old house, forcing her to watch the fire engulf her. s home.

The handsome and flawless appearance, even a non-aggressive and soft expression in front of her when she was injured, an excellent disguise, confuses everyone.

The real Murong Yuchi is unfathomable.

"No explanation?" He asked again, already containing extreme anger.

She looked away, still refusing to speak.

It's easy to find her whereabouts, and Zong Ting found out nine times out of ten.

All kinds of things happened but a man was involved, and she shouldn't have anything to do with any man except him.

He held her in the palm of his hand and pampered her, but she cried for other men.Unlike Yi Jiangnan, Lian Yingtong completely aroused the darkness and bloodlust in Murong Yuchi's heart because of that man's gaffe today.

Still silent relative to each other, it seems that she is determined.

Murong Yuchi sneered, stretched out his hand to grab her chin, and forced her to raise her head to face him with a little force.

"If you don't want to talk to me, you don't want to talk about it for the rest of your life. However, you will be responsible for the consequences." Murong Yuchi's gloomy face suddenly burst into a smile, dazzlingly beautiful, but like a flower blooming in the dark, bloodthirsty.

She was stunned and her face turned pale, just like how she dealt with Yi Jiangnan, as long as Murong Yuchi thinks about it, there is nothing he can't do, he is the emperor, manipulating other people's life and death at the whim of his mind.

Her life has also become chaotic.

One cold-heartedly forced her to stay away, and the other forcefully forced her to obey.

Head hurting in cold sweat, Lian Yingtong frowned and blurted out, "Murong Yuchi, I'm your niece, what do you want to force me to do?"

(End of this chapter)