A thin gold tin was printed between the two slightly parted lips.
The beauty's sandalwood mouth is light and warm, and the golden tin is almost softened into water.
Song Pian's mind was confused.
She seemed to be dizzy by the warm fragrance rising in the room, and she couldn't understand what was going on for a while.
Feng Yuexian... What is this doing
Her forearm was restrained, and there was a warm fragrance on her lips, and her mouth fat was slightly melted. The gold tin did not fall on her forehead, but was stained with two-color lip grease—
Song Pian twisted her arms, pushed Feng Yuexian away, and turned to the side.
She moved too much, the butterfly-like robe swept the table full of jewelry, and a dozen pieces of gold jewelry smashed to the ground, making a noise.
"Is the princess okay?" Aunt Fangruo's questioning voice came from outside immediately.
"Nothing." Song Pian said after taking a deep breath.
A foreign body sensation came from the corner of her lips, and she reached out and stroked it. It was the golden tin, stained with crimson lips, a golden red.
Song Pian's hands trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes, took off this thing, and put it on the table.
She straightened her sleeves and robes, which had been tangled up in a mess, and inhaled lightly before raising her eyes to look at Feng Yuexian.
In vain, she thought that she and Feng Yuexian had a tacit understanding of the division of labor and win-win cooperation, but she did not expect that something went wrong.
Song Pian rationalized her thoughts, and was about to ask, when Feng Yuexian glanced at the gold and silver on the ground, looked at herself, her eyes were gleaming, and her lips raised slightly:
"No one else, why are you so shy?"
Her voice was like a complaint, but it was more of a helpless doting, as if she was saying "I really can't do anything about you", which was extremely intimate and ambiguous.
"… "
It was rare for Song Pian to not pick up the words.
She originally wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding between Feng Yuexian and herself, or if it was just her whim, but it seemed that there was no need to ask.
Song Pian's temple felt a dull pain, as if her body sensed how difficult the situation in front of her was to deal with, and let out a whimper.
But no matter how difficult it was, Song Pian pursed her lips and said softly:
"Yue Xian, we are allies."
"Huh?" Feng Yuexian responded subconsciously, but then, she seemed to have reacted, the smile on the corner of her lips gradually disappeared, and her eyes were dark like ink.
"We are an alliance, I am Song Pian, not Song Yu." Song Pian emphasized again.
Her body is straight, her body is short, her brown eyes are always gentle, but at this moment she is only bone-chilling calm:
"And you are my brother's wife and Dali's crown princess."
The smile on Feng Yuexian's face disappeared without a trace, and his jaw line tightened.
Song Pian paused, and finally said:
"Our relationship is not... not husband and wife, but alliance."
The hall fell into dead silence.
Fang Ruo and Er Ying Ben, who was outside the door, were worried about what happened in the hall, and waited for the master's orders with their ears pricked up.
At the beginning, I could still hear some voices that seemed to be absent, but by this time, there were no voices.
It was as if the entire hall was empty, without a trace of smoke.
Inside the hall.
Feng Yuexian's black eyes, which have never been able to bear the ripples, seem to have been crushed by the night, which is getting deeper and deeper.
A little fragility loomed in her eyes, and was quickly hidden to the bottom, leaving only the surging and rising waves that seemed to be sweeping.
Her body was tense and she looked at Song Piantao.
Song Piantao's body is slender, like a thin butterfly that will be carried away by the wind when the wind blows.
But she is so weak, fluttering her wings lightly, and setting off such a huge wave.
Feng Yuexian stared at her for a long time, his eyes fell on her dizzy mouth fat, paused for a breath, and quickly moved away.
She looked directly into Song Piantao's eyes, the tip of a needle was like a wheat awn, her chin raised, and she refused to show weakness:
"The rules of etiquette, the princess remembers it very firmly."
"Don't dare." Song Pian said, bowing his head slightly.
Feng Yuexian looked at the top of her hair, which was all the jewelry she had just worn for Song Pian.
Fengyue paused for a while, unwilling in the end, she knew she was going to be defeated, but she still had to ask:
"The princess has no intentions, so why does she treat me carefully and properly?"
Song Piantao's momentary expression was indescribable, as if she was mulling something she didn't understand, and at the same time she was reminiscing.
She quickly gathered up, but was still captured by Feng Yuexian.
If Feng Yuexian felt something, she said:
"You never cared about me, did you?"
Song Piancho chose his words carefully:
"You and I are helping each other, but I don't know why Yue Xian has misunderstood you. In conclusion, it's my fault."
Help each other.
Feng Yue's throat rolled, that's what it was.
She laughed, but she didn't know who she was laughing at.
I don't know if Song Piantao's sentence "It's my fault" is ridiculous, or her own wishful thinking, which is even more ridiculous.
"Don't disturb the princess."
Feng Yuexian's back is straight, her voice is soft and slow, and every move is like the most appropriate noble upbringing, meticulous.
When Wei turned to leave, he threw his arm backwards, and the blue sleeves and robes swayed like clouds.
The door of the temple opened, and the light from the outside came in, dispelling the drunken daughter incense.
Feng Yue stepped out leisurely, and the skirt quickly disappeared in front of the scarlet door.
After she left, the hall was filled with pearls and green flowers, and the incense burned out.
Song Pian looked around, her head hurt more and more, she sat down and said in her mind:
"09, Feng Yuexian is also bent?"
The word "also" was used so delicately that 09 couldn't refute it.
"According to the information collected, there is no indication of Feng Yuexian's sexuality. Feng Yuexian has never been married or married, and has never mentioned it to anyone, so..."
"I see." Song Pian sighed softly.
When she read the materials, she only felt that Feng Yuexian was a very professional woman, and she was different from ordinary women. She was affectionate, and it delayed her from fighting the country. How could she know the result.
Thinking about it, maybe it was her actions that made Feng Yuexian misunderstood.
09 whispered: "I don't blame the host, Feng Yuexian's performance doesn't really seem to like the host, I was startled."
After a while of silence, Song Pian said:
"Anyway, I should pay more attention."
"Furthermore, everyone has different personalities and different ways of expressing their emotions, so we can't take it one-sidedly." She said warmly.
09 Nodding with a vague understanding.
Aunt Fangruo came in, saw something on the ground, and jumped: "Why are they knocked over?"
"Oops, all the flower tins can't be used anymore, we have to ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to send another box."
As she said that, she looked at Song Piangan's face carefully: "Just now, when the Crown Princess left, she looked a little unhappy, but she was at odds with the princess?"
Aunt Fangruo is a person who has lived in the palace for most of her life. It is really old to be able to see that something is wrong, but Song Piangan has no intention of saying it again, only saying:
"It's not a big deal, auntie, don't worry about it."
Speaking of Hua Dian, Song Pian thought of that piece of Hua Dian that was covered in mouth grease. If Aunt Fangruo saw it, she would have to guess something.
When Aunt Fangruo walked to the side, revealing the table with Huadian placed behind her, Song Piangan immediately turned to look for it.
But I saw that the place was empty, and the flower tin was nowhere to be seen.
Song Pian was stunned.
Feng Yuexian returned to the East Palace.
Er Yin followed her since she was a child, and naturally noticed that after her master came out of Mingshou Palace, her body froze.
Feng Yuexian is very powerful, especially when Zhang Lengmei's Furong face is stretched.
It was Yin Xue, who was always smiling and playful, but at this time he didn't dare to make trouble again, and Yin Bing quietly adorned Feng Yuexian's back to serve.
Yinxue was thinking about how to make her master happier when she heard Feng Yuexian ask:
"What's going on in the clan these days?"
This is the news from outside the Palace of Quyin Bing.
Yin Bing thought about it carefully, and said:
"There have been no weddings or funerals recently, but a few refugees from the south of the Yangtze River came to Beijing a few days ago. Some parents lost their way, so they only entrusted their children to their relatives and took them to Beijing to find a livelihood."
"When the master went out and saw it, he proposed to build a private school, under the name of our family school, and the General Xiu's mansion would go out. I think the hospital will be opened in two days."
Feng Yuexian said indifferently: "It sounds interesting, Ben Gong wants to go and have a look."
Yinxue looked blank and hesitated. You, the expressionless Azi, didn't seem to find it interesting at all.
Yin Bing thought more: "Does the prince know that you are leaving the palace?"
The fan in Feng Yuexian's hand fell to the table, she said with a smile, not a smile:
"I need her approval when I leave the palace?"
She whispered softly, but Er Yin, who was in front of her, was so restrained that she did not dare to speak, and was silent.
"Go get ready."
"Yes." Yinbing Yinxue said without hesitation.
It may be a fantasy for other concubines to leave the palace, but what is Feng Yuexian's identity, who dares to stop her
But before stepping forward, Feng Yuexian looked back at the East Palace, and there was a consciousness in her heart, which made her unconsciously say:
"I ordered someone to keep the East Palace under guard. The prince must live in the East Palace. If there is an accident, tell this Palace immediately."
"Yes." Yin Bing made a note, preparing to inform the guards.
"There is also the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Feng Yuexian explained in detail, Song Piangan is still very good, and usually works in these places, "So does Mingshou Palace."
She will also go to Mingshou Palace to dress up as a princess, so I can't miss it.
In short, even if she wasn't there, she should have known Song Piantao's whereabouts.
She always felt uneasy when she couldn't see her at a glance.
It must be that Song Pian's body is too weak, which makes people feel uneasy.
After realizing that she thought about that person for a while, Feng Yuexian closed her eyes and didn't want to think about her anymore.
When Song Piantao came back from the secret passage, he listened to Xue Qing's eyes, nose and nose, and said:
"The Crown Princess has returned to the General's Mansion, and the return date is yet to be determined."
Xu Jing said next to him: "The Crown Princess is aggressive, and the servants can't stop it, ouch."
Back to the General's Mansion
09 Quietly said: "Feng Yuexian is this... returning to her parents' house?"
"… "
Song Piantao didn't know how to answer 09 for a while.
She only felt a splitting headache, and her eyelids were heavy for a while. When she was inattentive, her eyelids fell, and her body fell with it.
"Prince—"
The world is dark.
Song Piantao knew that she was dizzy.
She was used to this body being dizzy every three days, but for the first time, she had a dream after fainting.
In the dream, there appeared a very familiar face that had not been seen for a long time, with very beautiful reddish-brown pupils, wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and glowing skin.
She was sitting a meter or two away from her, looking at herself without speaking, as if she was pissed off.
Song Pian looked at her for a long time, and when she spoke, she realized that she was already smiling.
Her voice was very soft, for fear of blowing this person away:
"Long time no see, Qinglu."
But Lin Qinglu was fierce and accused her:
"you do not miss me."
Song Pian shook his head and said nothing.
No.
Lin Qinglu glanced at her: "You are looking for a new lover behind my back."
New love
Song Pian laughed and laughed: "What new love?"
"look by youself."
Song Pian was helpless, and when he looked over, he saw Feng Yuexian's figure appearing in a pure white dream.
In front of her, on the left front is the Lin Ying queen in a shirt and suit, and on the right front is the princess in a splendid shirt and skirt.
"… "
This was really a dream, Song Pian thought to himself, it was still at the level of a nightmare.
Feng Yuexian looked at Lin Qinglu and said coldly:
"It turns out that you... are for this woman."
"… "
Lin Qinglu glared at Song Pian:
"Your heart is broken in two? In love with a different person?"
"I-"
"She didn't." Feng Yuexian interrupted Song Piangan's words.
Song Pian opened his mouth and looked over.
Under her gaze, Feng Yue threw off her long sleeves, creating a cloud of smoke.
She was calm on the surface, but in this dream, Song Piangan could easily feel that Feng Yuexian felt extremely aggrieved:
"Song Piangan doesn't like me."
Lin Qinglu was even more angry, a fluffy kitten's tail sprang out from behind, and fluttered small clouds:
"Song Piangan, you don't like her!"