Super Miserable Time Travel: Concubine Lie Fu

Chapter 90: Nangong Huangyue Part 3
"Qing'er... there are some things that you won't understand." Nangong Huangyue sighed inwardly, his eyes were filled with silver-white complexities.

"Seeing the melancholy eyes of the emperor's brother tonight, I guess it was because of Yao'er. Yao'er's identity is the daughter of Baihen. She is considered a daughter of a thousand gold, but it is really pitiful to end up where she is today. Therefore, the prince is right. She is so pitiful that she feels much love and affection. Besides, Yao'er is also an extraordinary person, doesn't the emperor feel the special aura in her?" Princess Huaqing smiled lightly, her smile was as gorgeous as moonlight.

"What's so special? The daughter of Bai Hen? Then isn't the Bai Hen Yu next to me also the daughter of Bai Hen? I don't think the prince will take pity on her." Nangong Huang Yue said coldly, with ripples in his heart.

"Although Yao'er is very forbearing, sometimes her eyes shine brightly, and she is not as good as other servants who only care about pleasing others. And when I was in my palace, I also read military books and history books, and I heard a lot of interesting things from her. Although it is not surprising that it is only on paper, but she can understand some strategies and have unique insights, which is not comparable to ordinary women." Princess Huaqing said lightly, "Even if she is only the daughter of White Scars, I still don't believe that she is just Just an ordinary young lady."

Nangong Huaqing spoke clearly and logically, which made Nangong Huangyue unable to refute for a while.

Yes, he also noticed the heroism, disdain, sarcasm, arrogance, and pity in her eyes. He didn't know why, but now that he thought about it, he remembered many interesting expressions of hers.

"Brother Huang, that's all I should say. Yao'er is not yet the prince's concubine. If you try hard after Yao'er becomes his concubine, it will be too late." Nangong Huaqing Said lightly, then turned and left.

The night is enchanting, and the shadows of flowers are like clouds, fluttering gently.

Facing a gust of cold wind, Nangong Huangyue couldn't help shivering.

"Hmph, what Yao'er, isn't she just a maid? I don't have that kind of thought!" He secretly annoyed in his heart, but for some reason, his heart was no longer as forbearing as he used to like Nangong Huaqing, and there was a touch of incomprehension Anger flashed across his eyes.

The palace is deep and heavy, concealing the lamentation of countless women and the mourning of countless innocent souls.

(End of this chapter)