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Li Chaoyun opened the curtain and walked into the room, holding a box of hangover pills in his hand.
At the party just now, she was keenly aware that the son's mood was not high, and he kept drinking the cups behind him, apparently caught in some troubles.
She thought, the opportunity has come.
After being warned by Lord Yan on the street that day, Li Chaoyun realized that the wisdom of the ancients was far beyond her imagination, and she no longer dared to underestimate the natives. But she doesn't like the situation of being controlled by others very much. In order to break the deadlock, she is committed to making friends with the sons of the powerful.
Yan Zhaolie is a big fish she can't miss.
Although his father Yan Guogong is deceitful, Yan Zhaolie is only eighteen years old now, and in modern times, he is about the age of graduating from high school or going to university. How deep can the city be? And it's not that she didn't realize that the other party treats her differently. As long as she works a little harder and becomes his confidante, wouldn't it be more convenient for her to rely on the Duke's mansion in the future
Li Chaoyun made up his mind to make friends, so seeing that Yan Zhaolie was uncomfortable, he immediately avoided the crowd, and took the opportunity of giving Jiejiu pills to see if he could listen to his troubles.
After all, with a common concern, the relationship will be much better.
Shizi leaned crookedly on the wooden chair, propped his face on one hand, his brows were deeply furrowed, as if he had had a very tragic dream. She stepped forward lightly, shook his shoulder, "Zhaolie."
The other party opened his eyes in a daze, and there was a thick and hazy mist underneath, like a small deer by the stream with tender horns, and Li Chaoyun's heart couldn't help but thump with wet pupils. He drank some wine, painted some powder on his cheeks, and then moved down, his lips were red and slender and graceful.
Realizing that she had stared at people for too long, she lowered her head in a panic, and said in a low voice, "You are drunk, your head must hurt, take a hangover pill—"
Her waist was pinched by a pair of big palms, she couldn't help exclaiming, and when she raised her head again, the other party's handsome face was very close at hand.
Yan Zhaolie said something in a low voice, she couldn't hear clearly, but his hand suddenly grabbed the belt, the intention of attacking and aggressing was extremely obvious, she was stunned, the blood all over her body suddenly surged, and she hurriedly wanted to get rid of him leave in prison.
The young man's lips opened and closed slightly, letting out a warm and ambiguous breath.
"Give it to me... okay?"
"If you want, I will keep it safe. I will give you whatever you want, and I will give you everything I have."
His beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with fiery affection.
It's hard for anyone to resist such a courtship, especially under the double attack of Shizi's beauty and tenderness.
Li Chaoyun's ears softened at his words, almost turning into a puddle of spring water.
The character of the proud son of heaven has always been arrogant. Even if those noble boys show their favor to her, they always have a kind of aloofness. Have you ever seen such a low-key pleading look
At this time, Li Chaoyun quickly analyzed the situation.
According to the normal process, her status as a concubine cannot support her as the concubine, but if she can firmly win Yan Zhaolie, the situation will be very different.
Seeing the look of Shizi begging her for mercy, he has long been deeply rooted in love. If this young man who has just opened his heart can get her body again, he will naturally become more and more fond of her. Nor is it impossible.
With half push and half push, she was turned upside down and crushed under Shi Ziye's body.
The other party's palm rubbed her cheeks, from the eyebrows to the chin, the stroking gesture was like a spring breeze blowing willows, Li Chaoyun's beautiful eyes leaked water, and gradually became blurred.
The dry and slender fingers slowly slid towards her ear again, rubbing behind her for a while.
"Um?"
There was a sound in his throat, which seemed a little surprised.
The fingertips touched the smooth skin, the young man frowned, and searched carefully again.
No.
There is no cinnabar mole behind this man's ear!
He was shocked, and the sense of familiarity in his heart was suddenly broken.
Yan Zhaolie's black eyes flashed with hostility, and when Li Chaoyun was in a state of confusion, he grabbed her by the neck, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was very sinister, "You are not her, who are you? Why do you pretend to be her?" To lie to me?"
"cough-"
His body was specially trained, and his arms were so strong that Li Chaoyun couldn't help rolling his eyes, and his cheeks flushed abnormally. She grabbed the thug's hand with both hands, and frantically scratched out her nails, leaving streaks of blood.
The slight pain made Yan Zhaolie frowned, as if some haze had been removed from his chaotic head, he regained his composure and saw Li Chaoyun's face clearly, "Is it you?"
He let go of his hand, and there were bruises on it, one can imagine how much effort he used. Li Chaoyun bent over and coughed, tears came out of his eyes because of the soreness, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
"How will you be here?"
Yan Zhaolie did not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, but instead became murderous. He was in a daze just now, mistaking her for Lin Lang, and he didn't know if he had mentioned some details that revealed her identity.
A fierce light flashed in the young man's narrow eyes.
Li Chaoyun caught it inadvertently, and was startled, the opponent's hand slowly fell on the saber at his waist.
Her heart was tense, and she immediately realized the danger was coming.
The situation in front of her is as clever as Li Chaoyun, she is not clear about the situation - when the son was drunk, he mistook her for his sweetheart, so he kept pestering her to have fun with her.
She was both ashamed and wronged, so many people chased her, she didn't expect that one day she would be used as a substitute! The other party's staring eyes swept over, and the hair on Li Chaoyun's neck stood on end. She had an intuition that if she didn't come up with a satisfactory explanation today, she might never be able to get out of this door.
"Zhao Lie—" Seeing the gloomy face of the other party, she changed her words from good to good, "Sir Yan, what happened today will rot in Zhao Yun's stomach, and he will never say anything about it."
"Even if you say it, so what?"
Yan Zhaolie regained his sanity, the mist in his eyes dissipated, and the sharpness was so sharp that blood could be seen sealing his throat. He wore casual clothes when he went out, and he wore an ordinary aristocratic sword around his waist, and the birds and beasts were exquisitely decorated. Although it wasn't the Yanling knife he was used to, it was more than enough to cut a woman's soft head.
He held down the hilt of the sword with one hand, scanned the room with his eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on the slightly opened paper window, with clear waves glowing outside.
Li Chaoyun narrowed his eyes when he saw Yan Zhaolie, and followed his line of sight, his scalp went numb on the spot.
Legend has it that a concubine went to follow her lord, and the fragrance disappeared here. Every time it rained, she would cry out a woman's mournful cry, crying like a complaint, and it became a wonderful scene. It was raining right now, and the sound of mournful weeping floated in, as if mourning the dead.
Her shoulders trembled, she tried her best to stabilize herself, and threw out a way to protect herself.
When Li Chaoyun walked out of the room where Prince Yan was, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground. She touched her forehead, full of sweat.
No one knew that Yan Zhaolie had reached an agreement with Li Chaoyun.
Lin Lang didn't need to think about it, but she could dismantle the content of the agreement to pieces.
With one hand, she supported the bu yao between her temples, and looked at the people standing and talking together. They were handsome men and women, talented and beautiful. Sitting next to her, Mrs. Li poked her head over, "What's going on? The prince has taken a fancy to Li Chaoyun?"
The mother and daughter were talking quietly.
Choosing a concubine for the crown prince is no small matter. Lin Lang discussed with Duke Yan, and in mid-March, a flower viewing party was held on a warm day, and each family was allowed to bring a pot of delicate flowers to the banquet to appreciate together. Of course, the main purpose is how the flowers they bring can stand out in front of the Duke's wife and the Shizi.
"I guess it's a child's tantrum." Lin Lang chuckled. Obviously the man was on the other side, flirting with the girl, but his eyes would turn to her side from time to time.
After all, he is not a veteran in the field of love, and only uses this childish and aggressive method to attract the attention of the person he likes.
Mrs. Li was puzzled, Lin Lang just patted her hand, and asked about the health of her old father at home, Mrs. Li said, "There is nothing else, but the border is not stable, and your father will not be able to do it until late at night." After being released, I was exhausted."
Thinking of the rumors in the market, Mrs. Li lowered her voice, "After holding this flower viewing party, you should stay at your house in peace, and don't go out in the near future. Something happened in the northern suburbs, and several families got pockmarked , Infected the neighbors all at once, and now the area is isolated by officers and soldiers. I heard that several people ran away, and I don’t know where they went. In short, you have to be more careful.”
Smallpox, also known as smallpox, is one of the oldest infectious diseases with the highest mortality rate.
When Lin Lang heard this, she realized later that the plot had progressed to the middle.
This smallpox is a plot set up to promote the relationship between the hero and the heroine. Regardless of the dissuasion of others, the heroine puts her life aside and insists on staying by Yan Zhaolie's side to take care of him. This kind of friendship regardless of life and death, no matter who will be moved a little bit, it is no wonder that the arrogant male lead is so devoted to her.
"Mother, don't worry, my daughter will never run around, and stay obediently at home with Wangcai."
Mrs. Li remembered the parrot that was so fat that she could hardly fly, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she finally said, "It's so big, what does it eat?"
She felt that the flat-haired beast should not be called Wangcai, but Feicai.
Lin Lang said with a smile, "My lord's peeled melon seeds have their own aura. After Wangcai eats them, he becomes fatter. So how can I say, how about my lord's luck?"
The woman glared at her angrily, "My lord is busy with business, thanks to you, you can figure it out. If you want your lord to serve the parrot, you won't be afraid of losing your life?" Seeing Lin Lang's expression of indifference, she couldn't help but slapped the ugly daughter's hand. Forehead, "My son, you can grow some eyes!"
Lin Lang covered her forehead and said unfairly, "Mother, your daughter obviously has a delicate heart with seven apertures, but now that you hit her like this, her seven apertures blocked her six orifices. You can't knock anymore, in case this last If the orifice is blocked, your daughter will really be a fool."
"Bah, a kid from every family, say something unlucky." Li twitched the corner of her mouth symbolically, "Little ancestor, please, please shut up for your mother, in the dog's mouth, ah bah bah , the Buddha is not to be blamed."
The woman is particularly desperate, as long as she is in love with such a dreadful thing as her daughter, she will always forget the demeanor and etiquette of her mistress. Mrs. Li glanced at her daughter's beautiful face again, she smiled very sweetly, felt relieved again, and deftly angered the parrot.
That's right, all of this was definitely caused by the flat-haired Fat Choi who led her daughter into trouble.
Lin Lang hugged Li's arm with a smile, and shook her coquettishly, "Is the ancestor willing to let his daughter shut up?"
Her obsessive look is really pleasing to the eye, with a layer of rouge on the end of her eye makeup, which is slightly smudged. Yan Zhaolie casually glanced at him, his youthful vigor was lifted, and he unexpectedly remembered the incident of the carriage that day, like a beautiful dream.
Yan Zhaolie couldn't help but hate her for being indifferent to him.
The flower viewing party is over, and Shizi ordered a pot of orchids.
It was Li Chaoyun who planted it himself.
All kinds of guesses flew wild for a while, but Linlang let it go without any reaction. Yan Zhaolie originally thought that it would excite her, but seeing people's indifferent reactions made her even more disheartened, and she was no longer keen on showing affection with Li Chaoyun everywhere.
Li Chaoyun fell in love with the deeply affectionate Yan Zhaolie, and she forgot the fear of him pinching her neck. After all, handsome men can always easily get forgiveness from women.
Li Chaoyun showed his affection a few times quietly, but the other party didn't care, which aroused her competitive spirit, and she didn't believe that with her own excellence, she couldn't compare to his little lover
Maybe God heard the heroine's call and arranged a drama tailored for her.
Yan Zhaolie contracted smallpox while on a mission and developed a high fever. Yan Guogong made an accurate prediction about the matter, and immediately cleaned up the yard in the suburbs, preparing to isolate him.
When he was burning in a daze, he saw Lin Lang who was sitting beside him, that slender figure was cut beautifully by the candlelight.
"Go... go." He struggled to squeeze out two words from his hot throat.
Lin Lang turned to look at him.
"... get out."
Yan Zhaolie repeated it intermittently, the sheets were soaked with sweat. Seeing that Lin Lang really left without hesitation, he stared at the top of the bed more and more lazily, and couldn't help laughing at himself.
She has a heart like a snake and a scorpion, and she will be happy if she dies.
Only the dead keep secrets.
But he, like a bewitched man, still likes this vicious little viper.
Just be ashamed to the end—
Keep it a secret for her forever.