The disfigured prince's time-traveling concubine

Madam Song just leaned on Song Yunli's small shoulder and nodded, but tears never stopped flowing in her eyes. The Ninth Prince was like the King of Hell, full of murderous aura. He had already killed four wives who had not yet married into the family. How could her Li'er resist him!

"Mom, don't cry first. Since the road on the emperor's side is blocked, we can find a way out from the Ninth Prince's side." Song Yuntian frowned.

"Tian'er, what you mean is..." Song Lin's eyes lit up.

"I will go to ask for an audience with the Ninth Prince tomorrow. The Emperor is desperate and will try any possible means. The Ninth Prince may not be so absurd. If the Ninth Prince asks the Emperor to cancel the engagement, the Song family will be innocent." Song Yuntian's words brought hope to the Song family.

In the evening, Song Yunli lay on the couch in the courtyard holding Tuan Tuan, counting the stars, but in her heart she was estimating the success rate of her elder brother in persuading the Ninth Prince. After thinking it over, she felt that it was 100%. A hero loves a beauty, and such a cold and arrogant man should not be so absurd as to marry a little girl.

A beautiful piano sound came, and Song Yunli sat up instantly, pricked up her ears and listened. Although she didn't understand the music, she felt it was very nice, and even her mind calmed down.

The sound of the piano should have come from the house next door. After listening for a long time, Song Yunli couldn't help it. She dug the dog hole again and crawled through, taking small steps to search in the house.

After finding a bamboo garden, Song Yunli stopped and looked at the woman in the garden with his dark eyes. It was indeed her. Only a woman as light and ethereal as her could play such otherworldly music.

"Do you also understand music?" A voice as gentle as water sounded.

"Li'er doesn't understand, but I just think it sounds good. Sister, you won't blame Li'er for trespassing, right?"

"Of course not, come and sit next to me." Her slender bare hands tapped the cushion beside her, and a warm smile appeared on her face. Song Yunli sat quietly next to Qing Mo, blinking her black eyes like a young deer and looking at her. Being next to such a quiet woman, even if she was crazy, she would not be able to make a scene.

Qing Mo chuckled unconsciously and reached out to hold Song Yunli's hand. "Don't be so reserved. Just act like you're at home. If you like, I'll play another song for you."

"Thank you, sister." Song Yunli stretched out her other hand and touched her face. It was so burned. Why should she be shy when there was a beautiful woman next to her?

Yilan Palace, "Didn't the king ask you to stay in the Song family?" She raised her phoenix eyes slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure.

"Master, the emperor sent someone to the Song family to issue an order to bring Miss Yunli to..." Qingying's palms were covered with sweat, and she didn't know whether she should continue.

"Speak!" A chilling voice sounded.

"The Emperor has promised Miss Yunli to the Master as his consort."

Feng Muyan was stunned for a moment, his expression showing no emotion. He waved his hand and Qingying retreated.

In the garden of Fengxiang Palace, the queen sat majestically on a mahogany carved phoenix chair, looking down expressionlessly at the officials’ daughters kneeling below. After a long while, she put down the Buddhist beads in her hand and said, “Everyone, stand up.”

"Thank you, Queen." The beauties finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood on both sides in an orderly manner. The Queen's lips curled up with a mocking smile. A group of ignorant girls, all dressed up in fancy clothes, if they saw the real owner later, I don't know if they would be able to laugh. The people in the cage struggled desperately to get out, while the free people desperately threw themselves into the cage. I did it for love, but they did it for something else.