"Why is our life so hard, but we have to serve an unfavored prince."
"I heard that Xiao Cairen climbed onto the dragon bed by himself in the first place to have the fifth prince. The emperor has never been to the Jingxin Hall."
The two maids looked inside and saw that the people on the bed hadn't moved, so they continued, "I heard that the nine princesses are deeply favored by the emperor, but these people are different from each other, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground."
"Concubine Rong is the most favored concubine. It is said that she was born to be a beauty, no wonder she is favored by the emperor."
"It's not like our master, alas, this identity is also different. Concubine Rong is the daughter of the Zhao family. Xiao Cairen was a court lady just like us."
"If the emperor wasn't drunk, how could it be her turn."
One of the maids said sourly, and she was startled when she caught a glimpse of a figure in the shadow from the corner of her eye.
The little boy stared straight at them with those dark eyes, expressionless.
The court lady curled her lips, pulled the other one and said, "Stop talking, let's go to work."
Wen Renli held the jade pendant in his hand, pursed his lips, and there was a lingering gloom between his brows.
He lowered his eyes, the veins on his fists bulged, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.
Keeping in mind the words of the concubine mother's exhortation, she finally let go of it.
No one taught him how to do it, only the mother concubine, the woman whose memory was even blurred, always hugged him and whispered, "Zi'er, this palace is a place where people cannibalize, we have no power or power, It's just a matter of patience."
Until one day, the man said to him, "You are a prince, not a cat or dog who is bullied by others."
"See? If you don't want others to step on your head, you have to find a way to step on their heads, so that they don't even have the qualifications to lift their faces."
His ninth younger sister slightly raised her snow-white face with a sickly face, but she looked at him with unusually bright eyes, and her tone was arrogant and arrogant.
Wen Renlai's heart seemed to be scalded, and he couldn't look away from then on.
When he returned to Beijing and met again, the spring scenery in the brothel made him unforgettable every night, and the face of the ninth sister in the dream became more and more clear.
He let out a muffled grunt, releasing the thing in his hand. Then he leaned against the side of the bed, closed his eyes, his thoughts were indescribably chaotic.
There is no way to escape, his feelings for Jiumei are indeed the feelings of a man and a woman.
"I thought about it for a while. To be worthy of this princess, you need to be elegant, civil and military, treat me well, be considerate and gentle. What I hate the most in my life is the kind of person who looks cruel and ruthless, just like Wen Renji. .”
Jealousy gnawed at his heart, Wenren suffered a violent expression, and wanted to personally kill the man she would fall in love with in the future.
The Xiongnu were rampant, and their hearts were not dead. They wanted to occupy the land and marry.
"General Murong, Xi'er, what do you think?"
Wen Renli knelt in front of the emperor, and said in a deep voice, "I see, I can fight."
The Xiongnu were difficult to deal with and cunning, they almost fell into a trap, and the soldiers fought to the death.
The tent was lit by fire, and the sound of eating meat and drinking was continuous.
Wen Ren asked, "How long will we be away from Beijing?"
Others replied, "It's been half a year."
He thought to himself, Ninth Younger Sister is going to reach Ji soon.
Filled with bitterness, pain, and jealousy, Wen Renli gulped down his wine with a gloomy expression.
"That is the prince of the Huns, who actually went to the battlefield in person, but this also proves that they are desperate."
"I heard that the prince of the Huns once humiliated the ninth princess with words, saying that after the defeat of the Beiling Kingdom, he would..." the man cursed in front of everyone.
Wen Renlai set his eyes on the opponent's Prince Xiongnu, clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, bloodthirsty murderous intent burst out of his eyes.
That's all, he's going crazy.
Not to mention watching her get married.
------------