Mo Xiangqi: The next imperial concubine is going to leave the pavilion [The finale]

Chapter 3
"Bah, bah, bah!" A Duan hurriedly spat to the side, "Don't talk nonsense, if Miss really doesn't want to marry Lord Qing, she won't be far away in the domain for more than ten years, but she always pays attention to the news of Prince Qing !"

An Zixun smiled without saying a word, but her eyes turned quiet as she glanced outside the window, her smile was cold.

care?She was naturally concerned about what kind of person this Helian Qing, whom she had been engaged to since childhood, would be like.

She often thinks of herself in her previous life. The sadness of being an undercover agent lies in the fact that she has no choice at all, and accidental death is the only relief.

The self who has traveled through reincarnation in this life, the daughter of King Zhennan, was married to the third prince He Lianqing at the age of eight.

Her mother, Jin Xiaotong, was the daughter of Jin Zha, the Dragon King of the South China Sea before leaving the pavilion.

The King of Western Chu borrowed Jin Zhahai's right to win the throne among many princes, and then recruited Nanhai. Jin Zha handed over the military power to his son. .

It was precisely because of the powerful marriage of two families that the marriage between her and He Lianqing was indirectly brought about... mutual restraint!
Touching the phoenix bracelet on his wrist, when he was given the marriage, he specially rewarded it as a token of marriage, and used the respect of the phoenix to employ a gentle policy in exchange for Zhennan King's wholehearted loyalty to the court.

She can't refuse, tens of thousands of lives are tied to her, but if she continues to live in a life where she can't choose what she wants to live, wouldn't the chances of being a human being in these two lives be ruined!
So, she got married in accordance with the marriage contract. From what she saw right now, He Lianqing was just as she thought, and had no intention of getting married at all. Since that was the case, she couldn't be blamed for what she was going to do later.

Ah Duan saw that she was in a daze again. She had served the young lady for many years, and An Zixun always had a smile on his face no matter who or what he faced.No matter how unhappy or wronged she is, she doesn't reveal it easily.

Suddenly, I heard An Zixun calling her, "Ah Duan, have you found out what I asked you to inquire about?"

"Well, I got it. But Miss, what are you going to Liuxian Pavilion for?"

Tapping A Duan's shoulder with the fan in his hand, An Zixun smiled but did not answer.After waiting for a long time, the one who should come will see you later.

In the early morning of the next day, in the elegant room of Liuxian Pavilion, the largest restaurant in Xichu, An Zixun, who was dressed up like a prince, was waiting leisurely by the window, looking at the bustling imperial capital in front of him.

Ah Duan was huddling in the crowd to join in the fun, her eyes were suddenly attracted by something, "Little..." Standing up, she even forgot the address she had given, but An Zixun gave her a white look and hurriedly changed her words, "Young master, look!"

In a hurry, she tugged on An Zixun's sleeve and pointed to a line of troops entering the city not far away.

Dozens of people walked lightly, and moved quickly and orderly. After professional training, they surrounded the protected horses in the middle. The young man hugged the girl in front of him tightly with one hand, with an intimate gesture.

He was dressed in black, the front and cuffs were all embroidered with golden piping, and the wide sleeves protected the woman in his arms like wings.

The woman leaned against his arms and couldn't see her face clearly, but her body was light and petite, and the man slightly raised her face, which was drooping between the woman's hair.

An Zixun was startled, and the boiling hot tea was splashed on the back of her hand. She didn't feel the pain at all, and she involuntarily bent over the railing without taking her eyes off her eyes.

Suddenly, his eyebrows raised and his eyes met hers. With just a glance, An Zixun's heart was startled.

None of the above alluring appearances could resist the majesty and fierceness in the man's eyes, but he hid it very well, like a sharp blade hidden deep in a scabbard, possessing a deadly allure.

(End of this chapter)