Beauty and Beauty: Adopted Daughter Becomes Concubine

Chapter 87
Lian Yingtong felt dizzy for a moment, and felt a sharp pain in her heart, almost fainting, her thin body trembling, Chi Xingyun supported her, his face full of worry.

"Yu Lin can't do anything, you save him, you save him!" Lian Yingtong clutched his sleeve and almost knelt down.Her Wei'er does not belong to her, and her Yulin...

"There is a way, but it is not easy to do."

"As long as I can save Yulin, I can do it!" With a little hope, even Yingtong would not give up.

Chi Xingyun looked at her and said slowly, "Murong Yuchi is Yulin's close relative, he has taken medicine, as long as he promises to save Yulin, I will try it, I can't guarantee whether it will be successful, but this is the only way. "

Lian Yingtong's eyes lit up, she looked down at Yu Lin who was in her arms with a distressed face, and she finally made up her mind.

For the grand banquet in the palace, Murong Yuchi specially ordered to go to the side hall, gave Wei'er beautiful clothes, and ordered someone to wash and dress her up for the banquet.

Seeing that the time was approaching, the servant urged her a few times, but Wei'er pouted and refused to change clothes to go to the banquet.

Jin Huan and Qiu Yan were helpless, looking at the silent Lian Yingtong again and again.

"Princess, don't go if you don't want to." She said suddenly.

Wei'er listened, her clear eyes fixed on her, she probably didn't expect someone in the palace to say that, Lian Yingtong walked over and picked up the takraw ball that Wei'er had in hand, it seemed that she liked this sepak takraw ball very much, almost because of Picking up the ball and falling into the water, she seemed to not cherish it for a moment and threw it aside, then picked it up and hugged it in her arms, Lian Yingtong could still understand that little thought.

It must have been given by Murong Yuchi, no matter how angry Wei'er is, she still cherishes the sepak takraw ball.

"Shall I play with the princess?"

Wei'er shook her head, looking uninterested, holding the takraw ball in her small hand, crouching in a corner, drooping her head, ready to cry.

"You go down first, I advise the princess." Lian Yingtong sent the two of them away, and then sat on the side of the bed, she could hardly bear to look at the sad expression on that little face similar to hers.

"Still angry with your father?" She asked softly, Wei'er was so dependent on Murong Yuchi, there was no reason not to see him.If you are angry, the father and daughter had fun before, so they should calm down no matter what.

Wei'er lowered her head, but her small body slowly leaned towards Lian Yingtong, looking at the takraw ball, weeping silently.

"Don't cry, don't cry, you won't be pretty if you cry too much." She coaxed Wei'er, and compared the clothes Murong Yuchi sent to her, "Look at how beautiful, the princess wears these to your father, he I will definitely say, oh, Weier is so beautiful, Daddy likes Weier the most."

Wei'er, who was pouting at first, grinned when she heard these words, she liked these words very much, and she pulled Lian Yingtong's sleeves to change her clothes.

After changing into new clothes, she put on her embroidered shoes but sat still, stretching out her arms towards Lian Yingtong, motioning for a hug.

She hugged Wei'er and left with the servant, and heard Qiu Yan behind her say to Jin Huan in surprise, "Sister, this is the first time I see who the little princess is willing to get close to, and she usually doesn't hug anyone except the emperor."

They also knew that she had waited for four years before she could hug her daughter!

Once again so close to Murong Yuchi, especially when she was holding Wei'er, being watched by his two sharp eyes, Lian Yingtong raised her eyes to meet her.

Three years have passed, he has passed, and he really loves the Murong family alone. Murong Yuchi's face has not been stained with any weather, and the aura of looking at the world with his gestures is even better than back then.As always, the corners of her lips curled up with a faint smile, her deep black eyes seemed to be able to pierce people's hearts, and her innate imperial aura made people startled and dare not look directly at her.

Sitting beside him was a woman with a light gauze mask and a drooping head. A few green calyxes were simply embroidered on the waist of the skirt corner of her plain white dress. She was simple and elegant, with a slender figure, and she looked like a fairy. , Lian Yingtong seemed familiar, as if she had seen it but couldn't remember it.

"My Princess Yongle."

Lian Yingtong heard Murong Yuchi say to the woman, her tone was quite proud and happy.

She put down the little man in her arms, and saw him standing up and walking down the jade steps to meet them, but his eyes only stayed on Wei'er.

"Wei'er, come to me."

Wei'er twitched the corners of her lips, instead of obediently walking towards him, she turned around and flung herself back into Lian Yingtong's arms, ignoring Murong Weichi who Yin Qing wanted to hug her.

"Princess." She called Wei'er in a low voice.

Murong Yuchi froze for a moment, and his focused Wei'er gaze fell on Lian Yingtong, her eyes darkened slightly, her thin lips were tightly pressed together, her heart trembled violently.

She hugged Wei'er and saluted slowly, but he stopped him, only to see Murong Yuchi chuckled, "You hug the princess and sit beside me."

Under everyone's attention, she walked up to Murong Yuchi and sat down. Wei'er was obediently in her arms, but she stared at the woman on the other side with extremely unfriendly eyes.

Especially when Murong Yuchi talked to the woman, Wei'er pursed her lips even more angrily, during the dinner he teased Wei'er again, the little man's face was tense and he refused to smile.

Lian Yingtong lowered her head and remained silent, looking around, Murong Yuchi entered the palace through draft three years ago, and now she looks a bit unfamiliar, but she didn't see the queen and other four concubines, she was thinking about the late arrival of Concubine Xin.

Seeing Xin Bin, Wei Er quickly stood up from Lian Yingtong's arms, swayed her small body and ran towards Xin Bin, Lian Yingtong was afraid that she would fall, so she subconsciously stood up and followed behind.

Murong Yuchi seemed indifferent and alienated, but he was shocked when he saw this situation, his face was completely different, it was too ordinary, but just a back view caused him great pain in his heart.

Wei'er flung herself into Xin Mei's arms for a moment of intimacy, while Lian Yingtong stood still watching sadly, causing Xin Mei to frown and look her up and down.

"This servant has seen Concubine Xin."

Wei'er held her clothes in her chubby little hands and smiled as she motioned for her to sit down. Seeing that Wei'er was particularly fond of Lian Yingtong, Xin Mei gave up the seat by her side.

"Your Majesty's little princess is so lively and lovely." The woman sitting next to Murong Yuchi had a sweet voice, she smiled at Wei'er who was not friendly to her, got up and walked over, took out a small wooden box and handed it to Wei'er, "Little Princess, I have a gift for you, I hope you like it."

Wei'er raised her head and looked at the woman with her green pupils, but she didn't reach out to take it and looked at the woman holding the gift in mid-air.

Murong Yuchi raised her phoenix eyes slightly when she saw this, and Wei'er immediately curled the corners of her lips, reluctantly stretched out her little hand, but she suddenly raised her arm, it wasn't that she took over the wooden box, pointing her fingertips at the woman's exposed cuff Cut off the white arm and grab it.

The woman backed away in shock, but she still couldn't dodge, and several thin bloodstains were scratched on both arms.

Murong Yuchi hurried over to support the woman, frowned and looked at Wei'er, she glared at them angrily, turned around and threw herself into Lian Yingtong's arms.

"I've spoiled your arrogance, come and send the princess back to the side palace!" He ordered, his eyes fixed on Lian Yingtong.

When Xin Mei heard that she was about to kneel down to Murong Yuchi, he expected Xin Mei to beg for mercy, so he said coldly, "No one will do!"

Before a banquet was over, Lian Yingtong and Wei'er were sent back to the side hall by the servant.

On the way back, Wei'er burst into tears, and the servant begged left and right, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she looked to Lian Yingtong for help.

"It's still Auntie who has the ability, I'll thank Auntie here first!" After finally comforting her, the servant's face was covered with sweat, and she thanked Lian Yingtong for her help.

"Elder-in-law, why be polite, this servant is the one who takes care of the little princess, but it makes you tired all the way, Eunuch."

"Don't be afraid of being tired, don't cry and hurt our little princess, the little ancestor is unhappy, and the emperor's father-in-law is also having a hard time!"

"It's fine for the princess to have a bad temper. Father-in-law don't worry."

The servant sighed, and was so tired that he sat down to rest, sipped some hot tea and said slowly, "It's a great thing for my aunt to please the little princess, but it's hard to say if she dislikes her. For example Just now, that person from the Feng family from the Western Regions is treated like a guest by the emperor. Our princess doesn't like it, so I still come here today. Auntie, you have taken good care of the princess recently, so don't make any trouble again."

"From the Western Regions, from the Feng family? Feng Xiuhuang?"

"It's not Feng Xiuhuang. I heard that he wanted to make peace with Nanming a few years ago. At that time, Lian Guifei—" The servant suddenly stopped and realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and hurriedly looked around, and said in a low voice, " Anyway, aunt is optimistic about the little princess, the marriage between the emperor and the Feng family is not what our slaves say!" Said and left in a hurry.

Speaking of Feng Xiuhuang, she had a deep memory, Murong Yuchi borrowed the strength of the Feng family to force the Northern Qi army back, and married her as his concubine in front of everyone.The man and woman in the soft sedan chair are exactly Feng Xiuhuang and the woman I saw today, but only one side, Feng Xiuhuang's extremely high-profile style is really unforgettable for her.

Later she heard from Yi Jiangnan that Feng Xiuhuang definitely didn't mean to help Nanming, Murong Yuchi owed him a huge favor, and in the future as long as Feng Xiuhuang opened his mouth, he would repay the favor.

Feng Xiuhuang sent the woman to get married, so Wei'er was extremely unfriendly.

She turned around and entered the dormitory, Wei'er was crying and lying on the bed hugging the sepak takraw ball given by Murong Yuchi and fell asleep aggrievedly, Lian Yingtong took off her coat for her, covered her with the quilt, and wiped Wei'er's tear-stained face with hot water small face.

She lay sideways on one side, hugged the sleeping Wei Er, bowed her head and couldn't help kissing again and again, thinking that Wei Er couldn't speak, she hadn't been by her side for several years, and now she regretted the fire, even if Murong Yuchi was closed. All her life, she stayed with her daughter in the palace anyway, so she knew more or less about her daughter.

Unlike now, she didn't dare to recognize her daughter at all, and Yulin, whose illness required Murong Yuchi to come to save his life.

But this man really hurt her too much. She only wanted to save her son, and she absolutely didn't want to have anything to do with him.How many more women he marries has nothing to do with her, but Wei'er cannot be hurt by this.

He will have many more children in the future, so she may find a way to take Wei'er away.

Lian Yingtong kept thinking about these and other things, and fell asleep holding Wei'er in a daze.

She woke up suddenly when she felt someone approaching her. The light in the dormitory was dim. She was afraid of the darkness and trembled all over. She lay there trembling and couldn't move for a while.

For a moment, the soft light from the pearl came to relieve the fear of the dark, and Lian Yingtong returned to normal and stood up.Seeing the person coming, he was very close to her, so close that she could feel his breath, soft and warm on her cheeks and neck, so familiar.

"Afraid of the dark?" His voice was as indifferent and distant as ever, too quiet. She listened clearly and carefully, and she couldn't hear any hint of probing, just an ordinary question.

"I beg the emperor to forgive me, the servant is asleep and doesn't know that the emperor—"

Murong Yuchi interrupted her, his voice was very low, "Don't speak loudly, Wei'er sleeps lightly."

Lian Yingtong nodded, then stood on the side with her head bowed again, watching him walk to Wei Er's side quietly for a while, and helped Wei Er who had kicked off the quilt to cover it up again.

Only now did she notice that there were several fist-sized pearls placed in the corner of Weier's room. The workmanship was extremely ingenious. During the day, the pearls would not shine brightly, and they were covered with light veils. Even if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to tell that these decorations were pearls. At night , Remove the veil, and the room is softly illuminated.

"Has she been crying for a long time?" Murong Yuchi asked her suddenly.

"Ah."

"Come here, I'll ask you something." He ordered with a frown, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

It was dark outside the dormitory, and Lian Yingtong couldn't help breathing hard, "Your Majesty, my servant first finds a fire pocket to light a candle."

In the darkness, she could vaguely see that Murong Yuchi stopped, turned his body sideways and said coldly to her, "No candles or torches are allowed in the place where Wei'er is, how did the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs teach you?!"

"The servant forgot for a while, but the servant will remember in the future."

Murong Yuchi frowned, pulled out a vaguely bitter smile, and sighed helplessly, "Forget it, it's because Wei'er likes you very much." He stopped and turned back to the dormitory.

Lian Yingtong raised her eyes and saw those dark and deep eyes staring at her again, the atmosphere was suffocating for a moment.

Murong Yuchi's momentum was too strong, she felt that she had to say something, otherwise, otherwise she would not be able to bear it.

"What does the emperor want to order the slaves?"

"I will stay here tonight, you are ready to prepare."

"Ah?" Lian Yingtong thought he was going to say something, but suddenly such a sentence came out.

"Clean up the couch, don't wake Wei'er up, you'll sleep here too." Murong Yuchi said lightly and leaned against the table, after which the bedroom fell into silence again.

Lian Yingtong didn't say a word, and quickly tidied up the couch next to the bed and spread out the quilt.

Murong Yuchi didn't even look at her, and walked straight towards the bed, he lay on his side with his back facing Lian Yingtong, leaning against Wei'er and his clothes.

After standing for quite a while, listening to Murong Yuchi's clear and shallow breathing, Lian Yingtong fell asleep on the small couch lightly, wrapped in the quilt and her whole body was tense, in order to stay away from Murong Yuchi, she almost turned over to the edge of the couch, and opened her eyes wide until she was sleepy. I couldn't hold it anymore, so I fell asleep slowly.

The next morning, when Lian Yingtong woke up, there was something soft and warm on her chest. She opened her eyes in shock and subconsciously reached out to touch it.

At the same time, Murong Yuchi's generous palm on the side of the bed brushed the back of her hand, grabbing the moving ball of pink snow first.

"Wei'er, you are naughty." He lifted his daughter's eyes, and felt a chill coming from his fingertips, her hands were so cold.

Lian Yingtong got up in a hurry, but she actually slept beside him until dawn.

The eyes of the two met inadvertently, and she quickly lowered her eyes.

A pair of eyes that were not beautiful, but surprisingly clear and bright, Murong Yuchi was slightly taken aback, unable to look away for a moment.

There was a familiar pain in the leg, Murong Yuchi raised his eyebrows, Lian Yingtong's hair stood on end under his gaze, and it was easy to regain his composure.

"Slaves are going to prepare breakfast."

Lian Yingtong opened the door, only to find that the autumn rain was lingering outside the window. She was asleep last night and didn't know that it rained all night.

After preparing breakfast and returning, before Murong Yuchi got up, Wei'er knelt beside him and rubbed his legs very hard, her little face was full of worry.

"Daddy's not in pain anymore, Wei'er rests for a while." Murong Yuchi took his daughter's hand, and he clasped his daughter's cool palm and put it to his mouth to breathe warmly.

Seeing Lian Yingtong approaching, Wei'er pulled out her small hand, stepped forward to pull her sleeve, and pointed at Murong Yuchi, as if very worried.

Murong Yuchi's face was a little pale, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead in late autumn, his gray lips were tightly pressed, and his breathing seemed short.

"Slaves, invite the imperial physician!"

"No need." Hearing her asking for the imperial physician, Murong Yuchi let out a low voice and became extremely anxious.

(End of this chapter)