Fall In Love With A Substitute

A thin golden tin was printed between the two slightly opened lips.

The beautiful sandalwood has a light and warm fragrance, and the golden tin is almost soft to water.

Song Pianzhen was in a cloud of confusion.

She seemed to be dizzy by the warm fragrance rising in the room, and for a while she couldn't understand what was going on.

Feng Yuexian... What is this doing?

Her forearm was restrained, her lips came with a warm and sweet fragrance, and her mouth fat was slightly melted. The golden tint did not fall on her forehead and her hair, but instead was stained with two colors of lip fat——

Song Pian shook his arm, pushed Feng Yuexian away, and leaned aside.

She moved too much, the butterfly-wing-like robe swept the table full of jewelry crookedly, and dozens of gold ornaments hit the ground, making a noise.

"Is the princess okay?" Aunt Fangruo's question came immediately outside.

"It's okay." Song Pianyu panted and said.

A foreign body sensation came from the corner of her lips, she stretched out her hand and stroked it, it was the golden tin, stained with crimson lipstick, a golden red.

Song Pian shook her hand slightly, she lowered her eyes, took the thing off, and put it on the table.

She straightened out the messed up sleeves and inhaled gently, then raised her eyes to look at Feng Yuexian.

In vain, she thought that she and Feng Yuexian's alliance had a tacit understanding of the division of labor and a win-win cooperation, but she did not expect something went wrong.

Song Pian rationalized her thoughts, and was about to ask questions, when Feng Yuexian glanced at the gold and silver on the ground, looked at herself, her eyes were gleaming, and her lips raised lightly:

"There is no one else, why are you so shy?"

Her voice seemed to be complaining, but it was more of a helpless pampering, as if saying "I really can't do anything with you", very intimate and ambiguous.

"..."

Song Pianzhen rarely answered the conversation.

She originally wanted to ask if there was any misunderstanding between Feng Yuexian and herself, or that it was just a whim, but it seemed that there was no need to ask.

Song Pianzhen felt a pain in her temples, as if her body also sensed how difficult the situation in front of her was, and wailed.

But no matter how difficult it is, Song Pianyan pursed her lips and said softly:

"Yuexian, we are an alliance."

"Huh?" Feng Yuexian subconsciously responded, but then she seemed to react, the smile on the corners of her lips gradually disappeared, her eyes glowing like black ink.

"We are the alliance, I am Song Pianzhen, not Song Yu." Song Pianzhen emphasized again.

Her figure was straight, short and fit, with her always gentle brown pupils, at this moment there was only a bone-to-shoulder calm:

"And you are the wife of my elder brother and the prince of Dali."

The smile on Feng Yuexian's face disappeared without a trace, and the jaw line tightened.

Song Pian paused, and finally said:

"Our relationship is not... not a husband and wife, but an alliance."

The temple fell into dead silence.

Fangruo and Er Yinben outside the door were worried about what was going on in the hall, and waited for the master's instructions with his ears erected.

At first, I could hear some voices that seemed like nothing, but by this time, there was no sound.

It seemed that the whole hall was empty, without a trace of smoke.

In the hall.

Feng Yuexian's black eyes, which had never been rippled, seemed to be crumpled and darkened.

A little fragility loomed in her eyes, and was quickly hidden to the bottom, leaving only the huge waves that were surging up, seeming to be swept in.

She tensed and looked at Song Pianzhen.

Song Pianqi was thin and thin, as if the wind would blow away a thin butterfly.

But she was so weak, flapping her wings lightly, and she set off such a huge wave.

Feng Yuexian stared at her for a long time, his eyes fell on her faint mouth fat, paused for a while, and then quickly moved away.

She looked directly at Song Pianju’s eyes, with the needle pointed at the wheat, her jaw raised, and she refused to show weakness:

"The princess remembers the rules and etiquette very firmly."

"Don't dare." Song Pianzhen said, bowing her head slightly.

Feng Yuexian looked at the top of her hair, and everything in her hair was the jewelry she had just worn for Song Pianzhen.

Feng Yuexian stopped, after all he was unwilling, knowing that he would be defeated, but he still had to ask:

"The princess has no intentions, why is it considerate to me, carefully and properly?"

Song Pianzhen's expression for a moment is hard to describe, like chewing on something she doesn't understand, and like remembering.

She gathered up quickly, but was still caught by Feng Yuexian.

If Feng Yuexian felt a little bit, she said:

"You have never taken care of me, have you not?"

Song Pianju's words and sentences:

"You and I are helping each other, but I don't know it caused Yuexian's misunderstanding. In the final analysis, it is my fault."

Help each other.

Feng Yuexian's throat rolls, so it is.

She laughed, but she didn't know who was laughing.

I don't know whether it is Song Pianzhen's "It's my fault" that is ridiculous, or her own wishful thinking, which is even more ridiculous.

"Don't disturb the princess clean up."

Feng Yuexian's back was straight, and his voice was gentle and slow, and every move was as meticulous as the most suitable noble education.

When Wei turned and left, his arm was thrown back, and the blue sleeves were bulging like clouds.

The door of the temple opened, and the light from outside came in, dispelling the incense of the mad daughter.

Feng Yuexian stepped out, and the skirt quickly disappeared in front of the vermilion door.

After she left, the hollow of the hall was filled with jewels and flowers, and the incense burned out.

Song Pianzhen looked around, her head hurt more and more, she sat down and said in her mind:

"09, Feng Yuexian, is it also curved?"

The word "also" is used extremely delicately, and 09 can't even refute it.

"According to the data collected, there is no indication of Feng Yuexian's sexuality. Feng Yuexian has never been married or married, nor has he mentioned it to anyone, so..."

"I see." Song Pian sighed lightly.

When she read the information, she only felt that Feng Yuexian was a woman with a lot of business ambition. She thought that she was different from ordinary women. She was affectionate and delayed her to fight the country. How could she know this result?

Come to think of it, maybe her move made Feng Yuexian misunderstood.

09 whispered: "Don't blame the host, Feng Yuexian's performance really doesn't look like he likes the host, I was taken aback."

After a while, Song Pianzhen said:

"Anyway, I should pay more attention."

"Moreover, everyone has different personalities and different ways of expressing emotions, so you can't look at it one-sidedly," she said warmly.

09 nodded seemingly.

Aunt Fangruo came in, saw something, and bluffed: "Why did you knock it over?"

"Oh, the Huatian Ju can't be used anymore. The Ministry of Internal Affairs must send the boxes again."

As she said, she looked at Song Pianxun's face carefully: "When the princess was leaving, she looked a little unhappy, but she was at odds with the princess?"

Aunt Fangruo is a human spirit who has lived in the palace for most of her life. It is so hot to see that something is wrong, but Song Pianzhen has no intention to say any more, just saying:

"It's not a big deal, don't worry aunt."

Speaking of Huatian, Song Pianzhen thought of the piece of Huatian that was soaked in the mouth. If Aunt Fangruo saw it, he would have to guess something.

When Aunt Fangruo stepped aside and revealed the table with Hua Tian behind her, Song Pianzhen immediately turned her eyes to search.

But I saw that there was nothing but Hua Tian without a trace.

Song Pian was startled.

Feng Yuexian returned to the East Palace.

Er Yin followed her since she was a child, and naturally noticed that her master's body was freezing after coming out of Ming Shou Palace.

Feng Yuexian is very powerful, especially when Zhang Leng's beauty, Furong, is stretched.

It is Yinxue who usually smiles and loves to play around, and he doesn't dare to make trouble anymore, and He Yinbing sits quietly behind Feng Yuexian.

Yin Xue was thinking how to make the master happy, so he heard Feng Yuexian ask:

"What's going on in the clan these days?"

This is to ask Yinbing news outside the palace.

Drinking ice carefully thought about it, and said:

"There have been no weddings or funerals recently, but a few days ago, few refugees from Jiangnan came to Beijing. Some parents were gone on the road, and only entrusted their children to relatives of the same village to find a livelihood in Beijing."

"The master went out and saw it, so he advocated building a private school, under the name of our family school, and came out of General Shu Xiu's mansion. If he wants to come, he will open the hospital in two days."

Feng Yuexian said lightly: "It sounds interesting, my palace wants to see it."

Yinxue looked blank, and stopped talking, your expressionless Yazi didn't seem to find it interesting at all.

Yinbing thought more: "Does the prince know that you are going out of the palace?"

The fan in Feng Yuexian's hand fell on the table, and she smiled and said:

"I need her approval to go out of the palace?"

She whispered softly, but the second drink in front of her was suppressed by the unleashed momentum, and she was silent.

"Go and prepare."

"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 that made her unconsciously say:

"Tell people to keep the East Palace firmly in check. The prince must stay in the East Palace. If there is an accident, speak to the Palace immediately."

"Yes." Yin Bing wrote down, preparing to notify the guard.

"There is also the Hall of Nourishing the Heart." Feng Yuexian explained in detail, Song Pianzhen is still very good, and usually activities in these places, "The Ming Shou Palace is also."

She will go to Mingshou Palace to dress up as a princess, so she can't miss it.

In short, even if she is not there, she should know Song Pianzhen's whereabouts.

She always felt that she was uneasy not seeing her at the first glance.

Song Pianqi must be too weak, which makes people uneasy.

After realizing that she had been thinking about that person for a long while, Feng Yuexian closed her eyes and didn't want to think about her again.

When Song Pianzhen came back from the secret road, he listened to Xueqing's eyes, nose, nose and heart:

"The prince has returned to the general's house, and the return date is uncertain."

Xu Jing talked to the side: "The crown princess is aggressive, and the servants can't stop him, alas."

Back to the general house?

09 faintly said: "Feng Yuexian is... back to her family?"

"..."

Song Pianzhen didn't know how to answer 09 for a while.

She only felt a headache like cracking, her eyelids were heavy, one inadvertently, her eyelids fell, and her body fell with it.

"Prince——"

The world is dim.

Song Pianzhen knew that he was dizzy.

She was used to the dizziness of this body twice in three days, but for the first time, she had a dream after fainting.

In the dream, a very familiar face appeared in a long time. His red-brown pupils were very beautiful. He was wearing a white shirt, suit and trousers, and his skin was white to glow.

She sat a meter or two away from herself, looking at herself, not speaking, as if she was angry.

Song Pianzhen looked at her for a long time, and when she was talking, she realized that she had already smiled.

She has a very soft voice, for fear of blowing this person away:

"Long time no see, Qinglu."

But Lin Qinglu was very fierce and accused her:

"you do not miss me."

Song Pianzhen shook her head and said nothing.

No.

Lin Qinglu glanced at him: "You are carrying me to find Xinhuan."

New love?

Song Pianxin laughed and laughed: "What new love?"

"look by youself."

Helpless, Song Pianyu followed and saw Feng Yuexian's figure appearing in a pure white dream.

In front of her, on the left front is the back of Lin Ying in a shirt suit, and on the right front is the princess in a beautiful dress.

"..."

This was really a dream, Song Pianyu thought, it was still a nightmare level.

Feng Yuexian looked at Lin Qinglu and said coldly:

"So you... are for this woman."

"..."

Lin Qinglu glared at Song Pianju:

"Your heart is broken in two? In love with different people?"

"I--"

"She didn't." Feng Yuexian interrupted Song Pianju.

Song Pianqi opened her mouth and looked over.

Under her gaze, Feng Yuexian shook her long sleeves, and a cloud of smoke rose.

She was calm on the surface, but in this dream, Song Pianzhen could easily feel that Feng Yuexian's heart was overwhelmed:

"Song Pianzhen doesn't like me."

Lin Qinglu became even more angry, and a fluffy cat tail came out behind him, flapping small clouds:

"Song Pianzhen, you don't like her!"

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