Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

The next day, the assassination of Xie's heir was solved. It turned out that it was all done by the Xianbei people! They also wanted to put the blame on Yang!

Now everyone in Jiankang cursed the Xianbei people for being despicable and shameless.

In a small courtyard, Luo Qi was cursing, "What's wrong with the Xianbei people? Xie Bo'an has not yet entered the government, and my sister is just a young woman. How can they be so cruel to use such vicious means on Aqin!"

As he spoke he slammed the table.

Yi Fran knelt opposite him, looking slightly embarrassed.

Luo Qi continued to curse, "Alan, you don't know, Aqin's hands are full of blood and flesh, not a single piece of good skin. Poor my Aqin's hands that play the piano and paint, now they are harmed like this by that villain! Aqin has never suffered such hardship since she was a child!"

Luo Qi said bitterly.

Since he picked up Ping'er, he has been treating her like a treasure!

This thief is so hateful!

Yi Fran, who was sitting opposite him, glanced at Luo Qi's angry face, then lowered her eyes, poured him some tea, and said, "Luo Lang, don't be angry. Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Luo Qi took the teacup from Yi Fran, took a sip, and then said: "Alan is really considerate. Oh, the Xianbei people I scolded just now have nothing to do with Alan. Bad things are done by those in power. Alan, you are just an ordinary citizen. It has nothing to do with you if my husband knows."

Yi Fran smiled gently, and was very gentle and considerate. "Luo Lang, you don't need to explain. Alan understands."

Luo Qi was moved, and he took the woman's hand again. His expression softened, and he said in a gentle voice: "Fortunately, Alan understands me. My husband is just too worried about Aqin... They could hurt anyone else, but they hurt Aqin. How can I not hate them? You also know that Aye only has two children, me and Aqin, so I must protect my sister."

"Alan understands. Luo Lang's sister is my sister. I was worried when I heard that my sister was injured. I wonder how sister Aqin is doing?"

"Aqin's hands need to be carefully taken care of for a few more days. Besides, she was frightened and still has lingering fears. And Mr. Xie has been in a coma for a long time and is still bedridden.

Originally, Ah Qin and Mr. Xie were in love with each other and were about to discuss marriage, but they encountered this incident and it was delayed again... Oh..." Luo Qi supported his forehead with one hand and sighed repeatedly.

"So serious?" Yi Fran opened her mouth slightly in surprise, then asked with concern, "Then...can I go visit my sister?"

Luo Qi raised his eyes and glanced at her for a moment, which made Yi Fran inexplicably nervous. She clenched her hands on the table subconsciously. At this time, Luo Qi said: "It's enough for Alan to have this intention. Now Xie hates the Hu people. If you go there at this time, you may be angered."

"Oh, okay." Yi Fran loosened her clenched hands, with a hint of disappointment on her pretty and bright face.

When Luo Qi saw her, he immediately held her hand tightly and comforted her: "When Aqin gets better, I will bring her to see you."

"it is good."

Yi Fran responded in a sweet voice.

The girl opposite had bright eyes and looked at him with affection in her eyes. Luo Qi's heart was warmed. He leaned over and kissed her rosy cheek.

Yi Fran was immediately happy and shy, but boldly and enthusiastically walked around the low table and sat in Luo Qi's arms, hooking her arms around his neck and saying coquettishly: "Luolang, I want more kisses, I want Luo Lang to accompany me more..."

The two of them stayed together for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qi straightened his messy clothes and left the courtyard.

In the room, Yi Fran, her skirt loose and her cheeks rosy, strolled to the window, opened the drawer, and let the cool March breeze pour in, filling the room with beauty.

She gazed at the pink weeping crabapple trees crowded together in the courtyard, and her thoughts drifted away.

"What are you thinking about? (Xianbei language)"

Suddenly, a figure fell from the eaves.

Yi Fran was startled and looked carefully, and found that it was a tall man.

The man had a sharp face, a straight nose, high brow bones, and deep eyes. His beautiful eyes were like two precious obsidians, black, bright and translucent, with sharp eyes.

He had long brown-black hair that was tied up with an ebony hairpin in the style of a Han man. He wore a white curved-collar shirt inside and a black straight-collared, straight-sleeved shirt outside, and a leather belt around his waist. The man had a heroic appearance and was tall, estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall. As he walked, he exuded the majestic and noble aura of a superior.

When Yi Fran saw the man, she looked around nervously. The man said calmly in Xianbei language: "No one."

Hearing this, Yi Fran relaxed, took a half step back, bowed, and greeted in Xianbei: "Alan greets Your Highness."

"Ah."

The man nodded slightly and climbed through the window. After entering the house, he glanced at the disheveled Yi Fran and sneered, "How is the progress with the military doctor?"

Yi Fran lowered her head, closed her eyes and remained silent.

Luo Qi really didn't trust her. When he insulted the Hu people in front of her today, she could vaguely feel that it was a test and a warning.

The black-clothed man saw this and his eyes flashed with displeasure, "Don't tell me that you have offered your body and still haven't gained trust!"

Yi Fran was one of the beauties they had carefully selected, with bright looks and a graceful figure. He didn't believe that she couldn't win over the little military doctor.

Yi Fran's cheeks flushed slightly, and she hurriedly tidied up her messy clothes. Then she shook her head and said, "He and I haven't reached that stage yet."

"what?!"

The man walked straight to the couch, sat down, took a white porcelain teacup, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. Hearing this, his hand paused and he looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him in disbelief.

Yi Fran bit her lip, "Luolang is a gentleman. Before marriage, he won't..."

"Oh, what a great Luo Lang, what a gentleman, is there a gentleman among the Han nobles?" The man was extremely disdainful, raised his head and took a sip of tea, and then said, "It's just that I don't believe you."

The man glanced at Yi Fran again, and seeing her blushing face, she looked like a young girl in love, he said quietly: "Don't let yourself get involved in not only failing to seduce the military doctor."

What is Luo Lang? You call him so sweetly.

"I told you not to choose this at the beginning, but you insisted on it. As a result, you still haven't succeeded until now." The man complained a lot, and then said, "Well, since they don't believe you, we don't expect to rely on you. You just need to stay here to attract their attention."

Yi Fulan was not the only Xianbei spy who entered Jiankang. Yi Fulan was just a useless chess piece, and the real spy was someone else.

"Your Highness, do you mean to blame Alan for not getting in touch with Yu Bai?" Yi Fran stood up and sat opposite the man, picking up the teacup used by Luo Qi, and said, "Yu Bai is even less likely."

"Why?" The man raised his eyes.

Yi Fran said calmly: "He has a sweetheart."

"Can anyone be prettier than you?"

"really."

"..."

Yi Fran's words aroused the man's curiosity, "Who is it?"

"Luo Lang's sister, Luo Qin."

"She? The new flower god who is famous in Jiankang?"

"Yes." Yi Fran nodded.

“It’s not that pretty.”

Yi Fran slowly moved his gaze towards the man opposite him, "...Have you seen him?"

"I've seen the portrait."

"..."

Yi Fran was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, are you talking about the Flower Goddess and Ladies?"

The man nodded. "That's the one. He doesn't look that good."

"...The portrait doesn't look like him. You'll know if you see him in person."

Luo Qin's appearance is that of a very typical Han beauty. She has a gentle and elegant temperament, a very extraordinary face, and walks with graceful lotus steps. One can tell at a glance that she is a well-educated noblewoman. She, a woman, feels inferior to her.