National color medical concubine

Chapter 231
With some strength in his hand, Meng Zhimiao took the opportunity to sit down.

"He came to visit me." The implication was that it had nothing to do with Meng Zhimiao.

Meng Zhimiao remained silent, why did King Yi come to visit Yu Qinglan?Its purpose is on her.

But since Yu Qinglan pretended to be deaf and dumb, then let him go.

A rare smile appeared on her usually indifferent face, "He has been the crown prince since he was a child, and he is extremely proud. Even if he is deposed, his temperament will not change much."

Yu Qinglan nodded and went to the front hall.

King Yi was dressed in brocade clothes, standing in the center of the hall, looking around at the furnishings in the room.There was a hint of disgust in his eyes, when he saw Yu Qinglan coming from the side, he raised his chin slightly and looked down at Yu Qinglan from a high position.

Glancing back, he saw that there was no one he wanted to see except a servant.Frowning, he said extremely dissatisfied: "This king is coming to your house, why do you have to be the only one to welcome him?"

This posture, tone, seems to be a private visit from the emperor's micro-clothes.

There was a slight smile on Yu Qinglan's face, "Bai Ling is watching tea." He sat on the seat alone, "Princess Yi and the prince came together?"

King Yi changed his expression, "What do you mean?"

Yu Qinglan's smile remained unchanged, "Princess Yi has come to the residence of the prince, so naturally she has to be entertained by the family members. Since she did not come, it is not appropriate for the prince to see the family members of the king."

King Yi's face was livid, as if he just remembered that the person in front of him is also the respected prince, and his status is no worse than him.

He said in a bad tone: "This king wants to see Meng Zhimiao."

Yu Qinglan stood up, "The prince came to the wrong place." He turned around and walked towards the inner courtyard, "Bai Ling, see off the guests."

King Yi was stunned, as if he didn't expect Yu Qinglan to be so shameless. When he came back to his senses, Yu Qinglan's figure had already disappeared in the hall. He was so angry that he could bear it.

After a long time, he sneered, he wants to see how long they can be tough!
……

Bai Ling was frightened, and King Yi's gloomy expression made him uneasy.

"Master, you offended King Yi like this, are you worried that he will plot against you?" Bai Ling turned pale with anxiety at the thought of this possibility.

Seeing this, Yu Qinglan sighed, "If he doesn't offend, he will let it go?"

Since they took over King Yi's lair in Lancheng, this matter cannot be resolved.

That being the case, why bother to make false claims?
Thinking of someone living in the mansion, Yu Qinglan frowned, turned around and went to Ailian Garden.

Meng Zhimiao is out of the house.

Yu Qinglan went back to the study and told Bai Ling to tell Lan Yang to be careful of King Yi, so she locked herself in the study for a day.

As the sky darkened, Qing Dai came over and invited Yu Qinglan to the observatory built in the house.

Meng Zhimiao stood on the railing, holding the wine glass in his hand, the breeze blew up and rolled up the corners of her skirt, the skirt was like a white lotus blooming in the wind, half concealing her stunning demeanor.Under the moonlit night, it is misty and gorgeous, like a fairy on the platform who has become a fairy.

Hearing the noise, Meng Zhimiao turned around, her face was as bright as a bright moon, and even the shimmering moonlight could not take away a sliver of her brilliance.

Yu Qinglan stared at her, as if he had just discovered her beauty, but he only glanced away, and he looked away.

Walking slowly to her side, resting her slender hands on the railing, she looked ahead, "The night in the capital city is more prosperous and colorful than that in Shennong Valley."

The small half of the capital has a panoramic view. The lights of the long street are quietly lit in the melting moonlight. In the night wind, the candlelight trembles slightly. The lights of the whole street seem to flow with the wind, bright and dark, covering the entire capital. .

"The Shennong Valley is quiet, but the capital is noisy. There is no comparison between the two different beauties." Meng Zhimiao talked a little more than when we first met, and his attitude was much better. "Compared to the comparison, I like Shennong Valley."

Indisputable.

Yu Qinglan turned her head and looked at her, "You are quite right."

Looking up at the night sky again, he said meaningfully: "The night in the capital is not as quiet and deep as Shennong Valley. The clusters of lights reflect the Qionglou Yuyu intertwined with light and dark, which makes people look forward to what kind of scenery is hidden in the dark, but it is difficult for a while. Spying, more reverie and the desire to explore."

The dark color in Meng Zhimiao's eyes was intense, and the meaning of Yu Qinglan's words referred to the situation in the capital, which was half hidden, but still unable to figure it out thoroughly.

"The situation is different, and what you see is also limited. As long as you can get out, you can get a glimpse of the overall situation."

He looked at her and smiled slightly, "You understand better than I imagined."

Meng Zhimiao looked at Yu Qinglan under the dim light, and the smile on his face also had some meaning unknown to her because of the halo.

She lowered her head and stopped looking at him, "I heard that you went to Ailianyuan to find me today, what's the matter with my nephew?"

Yu Qinglan looked at her smiling face, she couldn't say some words for a while, and a strange emotion faintly appeared in her heart.

In the end, he changed his words: "Compared to the Holy Maiden's Mansion, the mansion is much more shabby, and I'm not used to living in it. If you need anything, just ask Bai Ling."

Meng Zhimiao's heart moved slightly, she remained silent, she turned her glass upside down and looked at him, "You admire your junior sister very much?"

Yu Qinglan was surprised, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

As soon as Meng Zhimiao said the words, she knew it was abrupt, but for some reason, in such a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, she followed her heart.

"You have no chance of marrying her, so you never thought about finding someone else who suits you?" Meng Zhimiao felt a little nervous for some reason.

The heart that had always been calm was beating like a drum.She subconsciously flicked the veil on her arm, and looked at him calmly.

"How do you know that I haven't looked for it?" Yu Qinglan's eyes were filled with a faint smile, "I'm still alone, but I haven't met anyone I like."

Meng Zhimiao's red lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

……

Meng Zhimiao lived in the mansion and didn't come out often.

It should be said that after that night, she never stepped out of Ailian Garden, and she no longer shared meals with them, and the cook sent them to Ailian Garden.

Yu Qinglan didn't see Meng Zhimiao again until the emperor's birthday, when he attended the palace banquet.

Meng Zhimiao's expression remained calm, as if nothing could move her.However, if you look closely, you can find that she was not indifferent when she met Yu Qinglan.

Her eyes moved slightly, she glanced at Yu Qinglan, and helped Qing Dai's hand into the carriage.

Yu Qinglan frowned, feeling that Meng Zhimiao was a little different from before that night.

Lan Yang is also a woman, so she is more sensitive to this aspect.Even the subtleties were captured by her.

Seeing Yu Qinglan standing still, he elbowed him and sighed, "The Goddess is interested, but King Xiang is not." He also ignored Yu Qinglan and got into the carriage.

Yu Qinglan pursed her lips and looked sideways at Bai Ling.

Bai Ling took a step back and stammered, "Master, this servant doesn't know that you are such a heartless person."

Everyone in the mansion saw that Yu Qinglan had treated the saint coldly, so the saint lived in seclusion.

When he came back from Lancheng, he was obviously caring and careless, but now that the emperor is about to bestow a marriage, the master is throwing a face at others.

Yu Qinglan looked up at the sky, the sun was shining brightly, and he seemed to see heavy snow coming.

He couldn't argue with anything, so he lost his desire to explain.

……

Palace feast.

Yu Qinglan sat down and drank alone.

After the envoys from various countries and the courtiers from the Daqing Kingdom took their seats, he subconsciously looked at Meng Zhimiao's position—someone was already seated there.

Suddenly, someone was seated beside him. He looked over and was slightly startled, "This is the position of the envoy of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Meng Zhimiao said with a cold face, "Sister arranged it." His tone also showed helplessness.

Yu Qinglan gave her an unpredictable look and poured wine for her.

The Daqing Emperor and the White Queen came here hand in hand, everyone saluted, followed by a toast and some scene words, all countries congratulated and presented big gifts.

Bai Zhen looked at Meng Zhimiao who was sitting next to Yu Qinglan, and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Seeing Meng Zhimiao looked up, Bai Zhen saw the meaning in her eyes clearly, and smiled.

Meng Zhimiao withdrew her gaze and noticed Yu Qinglan's gaze. She took a deep breath and said with a serious expression: "The matter of giving the marriage, my sister said that it is a foregone conclusion, and she has no power to change it. The emperor has already issued the letter of credence and hastened." Send it to Dazhou, you see...it's better for us to deal with it reluctantly, and when the matter is over, I won't go back to the capital, and the marriage will be over."

Yu Qinglan stared at Meng Zhimiao with a pair of peach blossom eyes, as if she could see through her mind, she turned her eyes away and said in a deep voice: "If you don't want to, there are other ways."

"It doesn't have to be that troublesome."

Meng Zhimiao looked a little relaxed.

Yu Qinglan's tone was light, "I have already sent people to monitor the movements of the palace, and the letter of credence has intercepted them."

Meng Zhimiao was stunned, his lips were murmuring, unable to utter a single word.

While Yu Qinglan was speaking, she kept staring at her. Judging from her reaction, her heart was like a mirror.

He put down the wine cup, calmly said, "I lied to you."

Meng Zhimiao: "..."

After all, the lie was exposed, Meng Zhimiao's cheeks became slightly hot, and he was a little ashamed.

Knowing in her heart that she couldn't hide it, her cold voice was a little hoarse, "I saved your life, so you can't promise me with your body?"

(End of this chapter)