Don't be a salted fish, the daily life of the concubine in the palace

Just from a silhouette, one can guess that she is a very beautiful woman.

King Wu quickly paid the bill and rushed down the restaurant.

Follow that carriage.

The carriage drove slowly, passing through the noisy streets and entering a relatively quiet wide road. The carriage stopped, and the golden bells on the side of the carriage rang.

King Wu straightened his clothes and was about to walk over. Suddenly, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and King Wu's hair stood up, and a strand of brown curly hair at his temple fluttered to the ground.

By the time the King of Wu reacted, a sharp knife was placed on his fragile neck.

The blade is cold.

The blade was against his throat, and with just a little force he would have died instantly.

King Wu could almost feel the coolness of the blade, and he swallowed his saliva in fear. Daqing is indeed Daqing, with many experts.

His eyes slowly moved to look at the tall general who was holding a knife to intercept him. The general was tall, with long eyebrows and cold eyes, and his face was frosty. Judging from his temperament, he seemed to be a soldier.

King Wu bowed and said awkwardly, "General, there are many misunderstandings. I am the prince of Donglin Kingdom who is escorting tribute. I am not a bad person! I just saw that the girl in the carriage is very beautiful and wanted to make her acquaintance-"

Before he could finish his words, the King of Wu felt the sword on his neck getting closer.

My neck hurts a bit.

It must have been bleeding.

The curtain was lifted, and Le You in the carriage said, "Liang Huaichuan, there is no need to meet him, just follow me into the palace."

Le You was anxious to go to the palace to see his brother and to find out about his mother. Liang Huaichuan retracted his sword: "Okay."

The carriage drove off.

The King of Wu stood there stiffly. He then noticed that there was a sign of the Princess's Mansion on the luxurious carriage. The beautiful girl in the carriage was actually Princess Leyou of Daqing.

I heard that Princess Leyou was very favored, lived in a luxurious princess mansion, enjoyed the highest salary, and was also very beautiful.

"Could this Princess Leyou be the queen destined for me?" King Wu muttered to himself.

But thinking of the martial arts master beside the princess, the King of Wu subconsciously touched his neck. There was a small cut on his neck, and blood was oozing out.

As a man himself, the King of Wu could naturally sense the man's tyranny and strength.

If the King of Wu dared to get close to Princess Leyou, Liang Huaichuan would chop off his handsome head on the spot.

The King of Wu touched the fresh wound on his neck and shook his head: "Forget it, I dare not marry the princess, I'd better find another beauty."

The King of Wu turned and walked towards the street, intending to continue his search for the beauty. After taking a few steps, two men who looked like housekeepers blocked his way.

King Wu shrank his neck and said, "Sent by the Princess's Mansion to kill and silence people? I didn't do anything!"

The man who looked like a butler bowed and smiled respectfully: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I am the butler of the Yan Mansion. When the Madam learned that you were in Yanjing City, she specially sent me to take you back to the Yan Mansion for a reunion."

King Wu heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was his sister who was looking for him. King Wu tidied up his appearance and followed the housekeeper back to Yan Mansion.

The brother and sister reunited and cried bitterly.

The King of Wu saw the luxurious inner courtyard of the Yan Mansion, the expensive silks and satins worn by Princess Donglin, the table full of delicacies, and the brand new clothes that Princess Donglin had prepared for him.

King Wu was stunned. He knew that his elder sister had established a firm foothold in Daqing, but he did not expect that she was so firm!

Under the eager gaze of his elder sister, the King of Wu put on a brand new and gorgeous dress. The dress was made of Shu brocade, with auspicious clouds and auspicious beasts embroidered on the satin, which was both warm and beautiful. The King of Wu had never worn such a good dress before. He stood in front of the bronze mirror and turned around a few times. He felt that his originally handsome face was even more handsome under the new dress.

Princess Donglin prepared a whole box of such beautiful clothes for him.

The King of Wu was so moved that his eyes welled up with tears: "Sister, how about I stop being a prince and you support me in the future?"

Princess Donglin was filled with sadness.

When she saw the old clothes her brother had taken off, she knew how poor the King of Wu had been in these years. Princess Donglin's eyes were filled with tears, and she patted his head in annoyance: "You are still as useless as when you were a child. A man should have ambitions to go far and wide, so how can you let your sister support him?"

The King of Wu held his head with a simple and happy smile.

After a delicious meal, King Wu began to ask Princess Donglin about the most beautiful woman in Daqing.

Princess Donglin told him that the girl who was now quite famous in Yanjing City was the daughter of a certain Shangshu family. However, Princess Donglin told King Wu to give up this idea, because girls raised in noble families would naturally be sent to the palace to be concubines in the future.

When the new emperor ascended the throne, the harem was empty and the ministers all planned to send their daughters into the palace.

The King of Wu was a prince of a small country, not even as good as a fifth-rank official of the Qing Kingdom. He had no right to marry the girl of a powerful official of the Qing Kingdom.

Princess Donglin warned him again: "Don't even think about marrying Princess Leyou. She and the youngest son of the Liang family are in love with each other. The emperor will grant them marriage in two years."

King Wu shuddered subconsciously when he thought of the cold-faced guards around Princess Leyou.

Princess Donglin comforted him again: "Except Princess Leyou and daughters of high-ranking nobles, if there is a girl in Yanjing City that you like, just tell me. I will make the decision and help you to make a match."

Princess Donglin now has a firm foothold in the Kingdom of Qing. She relies on the Queen Mother and leads a happy life.

But the King of Wu only wanted to follow the divination of the Yue State's national teacher and marry the most beautiful woman in the Qing State.

The city of Yanjing is full of flowers and beauties, but no girl can make him fall in love and unforgettable.

King Wu scratched his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked curiously, "Sister, I heard that Queen Mother Shen is extremely beautiful. I think -"

Before he could finish his words, Princess Donglin punched him in the face, furious: "You bastard, you dare to covet the Queen Mother! Do you think your life is not long enough, and you want to destroy the Kingdom of Donglin and bury it with you?"

When he was a child, the King of Wu was often beaten by his sister. Now that he has grown up, his sister's familiar fist hits him again. He holds his head and screams: "Sister! I didn't mean that. Ahhhh, please stop hitting me. I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong!"

The screams in the Yan Mansion continued for a long time.

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Nanchu Palace.

Shen Wei had a deep sleep, got up on time after dawn to eat, and then took medicine to regulate her body.

In the bright and sunny morning, Shen Wei asked the palace maid to bring some local chronicles of Southern Chu. She lay under the eaves and read the books of Southern Chu leisurely.

Time passed quietly, the sunlight in the yard gradually became warmer, and Shen Wei was immersed in the sea of ​​books.

Caizhu walked in in a hurry, so fast that she accidentally fell to the ground.

Shen Wei saw that her face was pale, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

Shen Wei put down the book in her hand and said in a friendly manner, "You look so flustered, what happened?"

Caizhu staggered to her feet, her slender body still trembling, and stammered to Shen Wei: "Miss, Concubine Qin sent someone to ask you to go to Hanzhang Palace."