Chapter 270 Lan side concubine (1)

The fine gold silk gauze isolates the inside and outside of the frame.

Looking in, I can only roughly see that this is a dignified and luxurious woman, she is lying lazily on her side.

Obviously nothing can be seen, but Hua Ruoli has a hunch in his heart that this woman is Princess Yilan.

The woman on the frame also seemed to feel something, she stood up and turned her head, just facing Hua Ruoli.

The woman didn't see anything clearly, but she still exclaimed and knocked the teacup to the ground.

The person at the front of the frame turned around, "Concubine Lan, what's the matter?"

Concubine Lan looked away, pretending to be calm and replied: "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare."

Her voice was neither salty nor weak, and she sounded emotionless, but only she knew that her right hand was about to crumple the hem of her clothes.

The frame was still running slowly, and the sound of the wheels rolling seemed to roll on her heart, and she couldn't help but look back.

I saw the woman in the enchanting red dress walking farther and farther away in the crowd, hot tears overflowing her eyes involuntarily.

"Lier, is that you? Mother misses you so much!"

"How could it be you, you should be well protected by your father and brother in the general's mansion now."

"If it is possible, I hope that you will never know your identity and never come to Yaozu for the rest of your life."

Concubine Lan is obviously Princess Yilan. She on the frame is full of pain and longing, but there is more self-deprecating in those beautiful eyes.

When she got off the car, no one could see her fragility and helplessness in the car.

Dressed in Chinese clothes, she showed the demeanor of a princess, her eyes were cold and determined.

She didn't go in in a hurry, but looked at the big black crystal stone door plaque - "Nine Princes' Mansion", with a mocking expression on her face.

A sneer slowly formed on her lips, but even that sneer added a bit of surprise to her perennially indifferent face.

Jiuxi just saw it, and there was a sharpness in his eyes that was bound to win.

"Father was assassinated." Jiuxi approached and said such a sentence indifferently.

Princess Yilan raised her head and smiled brightly, "Congratulations, Your Highness has fulfilled his wish, and he is finally going to that position."

That kind of smile was too mocking, it hurt Jiuxi's eyes.

Because he was the one who did the assassination of his father, and Princess Yilan obviously knew about it, and knew that the Lord of Xicheng would die and Jiuxi would ascend the throne.

She was mocking him, mocking him that for that position, he could attack his own father.

Jiuxi grabbed Princess Yilan's wrist fiercely, with fierce eyes as if she wanted to eat people.

"Can't you just smile at me seriously? You have to be so mocking!
For so many years, can't you feel how I have treated you? "

No matter how loudly Jiuxi yelled and how hard she pulled, Princess Yilan didn't react too much.

At this time, she had restrained her smile, her eyes didn't know where to fall, and she didn't say a word.

Such an appearance finally annoyed Jiuxi, and raised her hand high, but she couldn't reach that delicate cheek no matter what.

Jiuxi suddenly shook off Princess Yilan's hand and smiled coldly.

"For so many years, you have been called my side concubine, but you won't even let me touch you.

You still want to defend yourself for that man in your heart, you don't want to go back to that man, do you?
Which man in the human race do you think would accept a woman who was married to someone else like our demon race? "

Princess Yilan's heart began to panic, but she still pretended to be calm, "I don't know what kind of human race you are talking about, my husband is really a monster."

(End of this chapter)

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