Xuan Bixin slowly opened her eyes, and the brocade of lake water was swaying in front of her eyes.
She squinted her eyes and carefully looked at everything in front of her.
Her hands slightly rubbed the satin underneath her body, and a delicate and cold feeling passed through her palms, making her unable to use her strength.
Raising his hands, he was wearing a light lining, with a complicated and exquisite weave.
Inadvertently, strips of blue trim were inlaid on the sleeves.
The light blue could not be noticed unless you looked closely. , and the bordered cloud patterns, illuminated by the hazy light, are like flowing clouds, casual and tranquil, seemingly casual, but revealing the exquisiteness of being as clumsy as they are large.
This kind of craftsmanship is comparable to that of the most skillful embroiderer in Beijing, and it is only used on one inner garment at the moment.
When her spring-green hands touched the gauze beside the window, they were reflected like white jade by the night pearl at the foot of the bed.
The green gauze flows in her hands, floating like flowing clouds and floating like green grass.
This is the finest Bixia brocade.
Xuan Bixin's mother was lucky enough to get such a small piece of it.
She cherished it so much that she finally made a brocade bag for her.
She took it with her when she entered the palace this time as a memory. , I didn’t expect it to be used as a bed curtain here.
Just from what she saw in front of her, she could tell how luxurious this mansion was.
Even though she lived in a remote palace in the palace, she still had some basic knowledge.
The luxury here was far better than that in the palace.
I don’t know where this place is When she stood up, a maid heard the noise and stepped forward to brush the window screen and help her to start.
She looked closely and saw the maid in front of her, who was dressed in pink gauze.
She was pretty and pleasant.
When she saw her eyes turned over, she He bowed generously and said, "Slave Zhuyu, please pay homage to Madam."
Madam Xuan Bixin was stunned at that time.
She was titled Imperial Lady in the palace, and her servants called her Imperial Lady Xuan.
But when she was at home, the servants called her Miss.
She was still a girl, how could she be called the Imperial Lady?
lady Where is she?
Who is the father-in-law who made the move?
Is this the emperor's will, or is the father-in-law making his own decision?
Also, where is Yicui?
When she thought of Yicui, she became anxious, but she managed to calm down and looked at the person in front of her, "Dare you ask me, girl, why do you call me madam?
Why is this and where is my maid now?"
Her gentle voice is like the lake water in March, gently swaying into people's hearts.
The maid silently looked at the girl and nodded secretly in her heart.
With such beauty, it is no wonder that the prince received her into the palace without saying a word.
Her voice was lively and measured, "I don't dare to ask questions as a madam.
This is Prince Hejun's Mansion.
I call you madam because you are the concubine of the prince.
Naturally, you are called madam.
Your maid is currently undergoing The palace will train you silently, and I will be able to return to you as a servant once the rules are established."
Xuan Bixin, the concubine of the county prince's palace, was struck by a thunderbolt in front of her eyes.
She turned from an unpopular imperial concubine to the concubine of the county prince's palace.
What happened and why did things change so quickly?
She sat upright on the bed, her mind empty, wondering what night it was.
The maid had been waiting aside, quietly waiting for Xuan Bi to figure it out.
She originally thought she was just a girl from a good family, but now it seems there must be other reasons.
It seems that she should be more careful with this new concubine in the future. .
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After all, Xuan Bixin was a girl from an official family.
She had been raised as a man by her family since she was a child.
She quickly came to her senses and after careful reflection, she understood who the so-called Prince He was.
He must have played with her that day. juvenile Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
They just played a song together, and then she was sent to his house.
Rumor has it that this prince is humble and a gentleman.
Now it seems that it is nothing more than that.
For someone to be able to trick his brother into taking a concubine, his character must be bad and he must be defective.
The anger in her heart surged up one after another, but her face still had a calm and gentle expression.
She didn't want to enter the palace.
If her father hadn't threatened her with her mother and brother, she would have preferred to find an ordinary family, have children, raise her husband and raise her children.
For decades, she didn't talk about being rich and noble, but the husband and wife were united.
Wouldn't they be happy?
Zai She suffered a lot from the disputes in her father's backyard.
Since she came of age, she has sworn that she would like to have the same person, never become a concubine, and never accept three wives or four concubines.
Unexpectedly, she ended up embarking on this path and became the person she looked down upon the most.
Prosperity and wealth are not as good as a harmonious family, and quarrels between wives and concubines are not as good as sincerity.
After entering the palace, she took the initiative to find the most remote palace room, and even lied about having a serious illness to avoid sleeping with her.
Unexpectedly, she was escorted out of the palace within two days of her pure life.
She thought about how sincere she was, but there was no such thing as sincerity.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Before Xuan Bixin could be summoned, the man opened the door and walked in.
He immediately met Xuan Bixin who was looking over.
He was dressed in moon-white uniforms, surrounded by a scholarly atmosphere.
Seeing this young man, Xuan Bixin's heart sank completely.
Sure enough,
The look in the prince's eyes towards Xuan Bixin was as complicated as the one he was very moved by.
It was also a pity that this beauty had become the concubine of the emperor's brother, but this did not mean that he was willing to accept his brother's gift.
He will get what he wants by himself.
Who are you looking down on by giving such charity?
At this moment, an inexplicable flame rose in his heart, making him restless.
He didn't know that he liked Xuan Bixin not only because of her appearance and talent, but also because he subconsciously regarded her as his royal brother.
A woman who wanted to get the pleasure of Xuan Bixin gave him a secret pleasure Xuan Bixin felt completely cold when she saw that she and the prince didn't belong together.
What kind of close friends or tacit understanding are just like duckweeds on the sea.
They will sink when the wind blows.
What to rely on It would have been better if she had not gone out that day.
It would have been better if she had not played that piece of music.
It would have been better if she had not played with him accidentally.
Now it is too late.
She could only accept the fate of becoming a concubine, could only wait for his rejection, could only accept the devastation of the wind and frost swords in the backyard, and was finally completely forgotten, her body was like a duckweed, and no one knew about her death.
At this moment, Xuan Bixin almost thought about her fate in the next few decades.
It has to be said that the sick woman's thoughts were really distant, and she speculated about unknown things, which made her even more melancholy.
But I have to say that Xuan Bixin's exquisite thoughts were indeed somewhat correct.
He awkwardly came up to greet the prince, but ran away after saying a few words.
He still liked this woman a little, but he didn't know what to say at the moment, so he just let it go.
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He needed to think carefully and think carefully.
This incident was like a leaf falling into water, causing small ripples, but it soon returned to calm
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