Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Everyone looked at this scene with shocked faces, and no one could believe that there were two corpses hidden in Mo Liansheng's icon!

You know, this icon was built more than six hundred years ago, and it was created by Mo Liansheng himself in his later years as an overseer. Those two people should be the ancestors of 600 years ago!

And the person who hid this man and woman into the icon without knowing it could be someone else, only Mo Liansheng himself as a supervisor!

Who is the owner of these two bones? Why did Mo Liansheng hide their bodies in the icon? Are you afraid of being discovered? Or is there another reason?

Han Zhan saw the two white bones. He pressed Song Ci's shoulders tightly and whispered in surprise, "How come there are two white bones?"

Song Ci looked at the two white bones with an infatuated expression, tears had already flowed out uncontrollably, she didn't even know why she would cry.

Song Ci suddenly broke free of Han Zhan's hands, she jumped off the platform with the arrow of the Sun, and didn't care about her feet. Song Ci limped and ran into Shensi Building with one foot deep and one shallow foot.

"Porcelain treasure!"

Seeing that Song Ci suddenly walked towards the pair of white bones, he didn't even care about the foot injury. Han Zhan realized that Song Ci was in a state of something wrong, so he followed him.

Song Ci walked to the ruins of the icon. She raised her head and looked at the two crumbling white bones at a close range, feeling a burst of pain in her heart.

That kind of pain is more painful than having a child, and more painful than being shot by Edward!

Who are they!

Why does it make her feel so painful!

"Porcelain treasure, what's wrong with you?" Han Zhan felt uneasy when he found Song Ci's tears and didn't know what happened to Song Ci.

He hid Song Ci behind him, and walked in front of the two bones.

The closer to the bone, the more painful Han Zhan's heart hurts.

He raised his head and looked at the white bone deeply, and suddenly noticed that a piece of jade had fallen under the sole of the male white bone. The jade pendant was covered with some dust, so I couldn't see the original appearance.

Han Zhan reached out and picked up the jade pendant and brushed the dust on it, only to find that it was a dragon-shaped jade pendant! In ancient times, only the emperor and the prince were qualified to wear a dragon-shaped jade pendant!

Six hundred years ago, it was the Luo Dynasty. It was a prosperous dynasty that came from all directions. In that dynasty, every emperor was buried beautifully after his death. Only one person did not bury the imperial tomb after his death, and that was Taiping Emperor Dugujie!

The epic records that when Taiping Emperor Dugujie was fifty years old, he stayed away from the ruling and the opposition after he gave his adopted son Dugujie the Zen throne.

Taiping emperor lived a life of idle clouds and wild cranes in his later years, and only occasionally wrote letters to his adopted son, Sheng Ping, to contact him and give him tips.

In history, there is no detailed record of when and where Emperor Taiping died. However, there is a record of unofficial history that someone saw Taiping Emperor in Shudi when he was fifty-two years old.

That was also the last time Taiping Emperor was witnessed during his lifetime. After that, Taiping Emperor disappeared just like he did not appear again.

Before the death of Emperor Sheng Ping, the only regret was that he could not send his death to Emperor Taiping.

Then the identity of the male corpse in front of him is easy to guess.

This is Dugujie!

The Taiping Emperor who created the prosperity of peace!

Han Zhan shook Yu Pei's hand and shivered slightly. His heart was pulled hard like a pair of ruthless hands, and was about to be torn apart.

Song Ci returned to her senses and noticed Han Zhan's abnormality, and she walked out from behind Han Zhan.

Seeing Han Zhan holding a domineering and exquisite dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, Song Ci reached out for the jade pendant subconsciously.

The moment the two of them held the jade pendant at the same time, some unfamiliar images suddenly broke through the barrier and got into the minds of Song Ci and Han Zhan at the same time!

A section of the obsession that belonged to Taiping Emperor Dugujie, which had been buried for six hundred years, finally saw the sun again at this moment!

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In the winter of the 36th year of Jianping, Emperor Xinhui abolished the old prince Dugusi and appointed the seventh prince Dugujie as the new prince.

This year, Dugujie was nineteen years old.

In the spring of the following year, the prince Dugujie moved into the East Palace, and the edict of the Holy Spirit would choose the concubine for the prince throughout the world. In that year, all unmarried women over the age of fourteen were not allowed to marry and had to participate in the draft.

Nangongxian received a family letter from her father's entrustment and learned that she was going to participate in the draft. She was really angry.

The outside world is so colorful, what do you enter in the East Palace, what do you want to be a princess!

Besides, who knows how many years this prince of the East Palace can remain the lord of the East Palace? Maybe, he is the next loneliness!

Maybe the prince's position was not stable, and her head moved first.

But the emperor's fate was hard to violate, and she had to return to Beijing.

The fourteen-year-old Nangongxian is at the arbitrary age.

She rode a black fierce horse, dressed in a strong red dress and a white cloak, riding a horse across Chang'an Avenue in Kyoto.

The black blue silk was tied into a high pony tail. With the horse's bumps, the tail of her hair bumped on the cloak, bumping into the hearts of countless boys and girls.

She had been downstairs from Qingluo Yan, and many young ladies and girls were lying on the windowsill and making fun of her, "Little General Nangong, is this returning from hunting? Or is she returning from martial arts?" We still molested her as a little brother.

We all know that Nangongxian's ambition is to defend her family and defend the country on the battlefield, so these famous masters and daughters who are familiar with her love to call her the little general of Nangong.

Nangongxian, even though she is a daughter, is brave and brave with martial arts. In this capital, I don't know how many young ladies want to befriend her.

Nangongxian rushed home to see his father, but did not stop when he heard their joking.

At this time, I don't know who suddenly lost a peony flower toward Nangongxian. By coincidence, the peony flower fell on Nangongxian's shoulder.

Nangongxian strangled the horse in time and his horse hooves neighed, alarming the pedestrians on both sides of the road.

Nangongxian took the peony flower on his shoulder and raised his head, revealing a tender but charming face.

With her hair tied, she looks heroic and domineering.

With those slightly majestic eyes, after looking around the men and women upstairs at the feast, Nangongxian finally locked his eyes on a young man wearing a snow-green robe with gold rims at the left window.

The young man's skin was extremely white and his appearance was unparalleled, and his lips were red as if he had put on lip fat. A pair of Jianshui Qiutong is clear and bright, scooping a bowl of water from it can raise koi. Just looking at someone who is a little sick, there is a bit of beauty at first glance.

Nangongxian has been chasing with her father in the barracks since she was a child, and all the men she had met were bronze-colored tough guys.

But the young masters she knew well in the capital were either romantic and handsome, or puny and wide, but few of them could perfectly blend the three things of femininity, nobility and domineering like this young man.

Nangongxian's eyes lit up.

But when she thought of that bad draft, she didn't want to appreciate beautiful men.

Nangongxian smiled at the young man, which was a bit brighter than the peony in her hand. "Little son, when you voted for me a peony, do you want to be in love with me for life? Or do you want to have fun with me?"

Being molested by Nangongxian, the young man was slightly surprised.

He hadn't figured out whether he wanted to have a lifelong relationship with Nangongxian or a romantic one, when he heard Nangongxian say: "Don't fall in love with me, this lady is going to defend her family and the country on the battlefield!"

After all, she threw the peony flower into the young man's arms with her internal strength, then used her legs to pinch the horse's abdomen, and stretched away.

The young man stared at her away back, somewhat surprised, "This Nangong family daughter is indeed as fierce as the legend, but I did not expect that she should look like this..."

He twisted it slightly, thought for a moment, and then said: "Such charming and bright." He thought the peony in the Harem Hundred Gardens was the most beautiful. As everyone knows, Nangong Immortal is the more noble and graceful flower than peony.

Looking at the coquettish, beautiful, soft and deceptive girl, she has more ambitious ambitions than men! Such a strong girl, he likes it!

Picking up the peony flower in his arms and playing with it, the young man heard the opposite son asking: "Seventh brother, what do you think of this Nangong fairy?"

"She wants to be successfully selected into the palace and participate in the selection of concubines in the palace..." Dugujie placed the peony flower on the mouth of the wine glass in front of him, staring at the gorgeous peony, and said: "I want her!"

Hearing the words, the man on the other side condensed slightly.

He unfolded the folding fan with a map of landscapes in the mountains in his hand, covered his lips and laughed in a low voice, "It turns out that the seventh brother likes this woman."

It doesn't matter which woman you like, but Nangongxian really likes him.

No matter how you look at it, it's all pleasing.

Nangongxian quickly returned to the general's mansion with a whip. She jumped off the horse, handed the horse to the servant, and entered the mansion with wind under her feet.

The Great General Nangong was sitting in the yard wiping his broadsword. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he didn't need to look back, and he knew that his wicked daughter must have returned.

"How many times have you said that my daughter's house walks quietly and lightly, and how does she bounce?"

After that, Nangong Jue smiled and turned around, but the gaze looking at Nangongxian was warm and petting.

Nangongxian stood behind her father, and she said: "Father, I don't want to participate in the selection of concubines."

"Can't tolerate you."

Nangong said calmly: "You are fourteen years old. According to the decree, you must go to elect your concubine. It is one thing to elect or not, and it is another matter to elect or not."

Nangong absolutely nodded Nangongxian's forehead, and he said, "Xian'er, as a subject of the Luo Dynasty, you must obey the Luo Dynasty's emperor's order. You have to understand this."

Nangongxian sat down next to his father and slammed a fist on the stone bench. He couldn't help but wishfully asked: "Can't you find someone you like?"

Not everyone is yearning for the days in the palace compound with red walls and yellow tiles.

Nangong sighed before saying: "Xian'er, you are in this dynasty, and you are burdened by the shackles of this dynasty. It is not easy to break the shackles."

Nangong absolutely Nangongxian is very open-minded, he never asked her to learn about female red poetry and painting.

Nangongxian advocates force, so he took Nangongxian with him to practice martial arts. She didn't like to read the Four Books and Five Classics, so he would only show her Sun Tzu's Art of War and other military books.

For Nangongxian, Nangong is definitely a favorite.

Why doesn't Nangongxian understand that what Nangong Jue said is true, she just feels uneasy, thinking that because of a decree, all unmarried women will go to the draft regardless of whether they are willing to participate, and feel unfair.

"Don't worry, just go." Nangong looked at his daughter's sitting posture and manners, and he said: "Don't worry, your attitude of sitting or standing or standing will be brushed off in all likelihood. ."

It's not that Nangong will never look down on his daughter, but the draft system is too cruel.

I don't know how many daughters have received the most professional training since they were young in order to stand out in the draft. He is very proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, cooking and tea.

Compared with those ladies, Nangongxian is a big boss.

Being so comforted by his father made Nangongxian feel better.

The draft will begin three days later, and the palace will select 5,000 beautiful girls from 14 to 16 years old from all over the world. After these five thousand girls went through the primary election and the fourth trial, only those who were finally promoted to the top 50 could they be promoted and stay in the palace.

And these fifty girls have to go through three stages to choose the prince and concubines.

Nangongxian may not be selected, but he has to prepare for the draft. In order to promote Nangongxian, Nangong Jue specially found a group of excellent teachers for her to cultivate her talents.

After studying piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy at home for a month, Nangongxian went to participate in the audition.

Being locked in the palace every day, watching a group of women frame each other for the future, secretly fighting each other, Nangongxian hated such a life more and more.

She wanted to be eliminated soon.

After all, she is the daughter of the general. Even if she is eliminated, she doesn't need to be a maid in the palace, but she can go back and join the army with her father.

However, Nangongxian underestimated herself too much. She was clearly not proficient in all kinds of chess, calligraphy and painting, but she managed to advance to the top 50.

Nangongxian wondered, this must be because she is the general's daughter. In order to take care of the general's face, the queen and queen mother gave her enough face and allowed her to advance all the way.

This time the draft is mainly for the prince to choose the prince, so these fifty lucky winners must be recognized by the prince after being approved by the queen and the emperor.

Nangongxian hoped that the prince would look down upon her.

Before I knew it, I had been in the palace for more than three months. This evening, Nangongxian returned to the yard after attending the peony feast hosted by the queen, and heard that someone had fallen into the water and died.

It was a little maid in the Nangong Fairy Yard who died. The little maid was originally a close-knit maid under the name of Concubine Shu Gongzhong, and was demoted to the Huanyi Bureau for hard work because of wrongdoing.

This time the maid was killed, and it was caused by others.

Because of this matter, Nangongxian was also sent by the queen to ask questions. Knowing that Nangongxian was innocent, the queen didn't embarrass her, but told her to be more careful and not to touch people around her.

When Nangongxian returned to the courtyard, he saw an **** in the palace leading a court lady. The court lady was very tall and thin, because she had a scar on her face because of her burns.

Fearing to scare people, the maid put on a veil on her face.

Nangongxian looked at the palace lady thoughtfully. After the **** was gone, she tapped her finger on the table and said to the palace lady: "You enter my yard and you are mine. From now on, you will be called Zhan'er."

The maid nodded and gave a soft hmm.

Nangongxian said: "Your voice is a little dumb, is it natural?"

Zhan'er said: "In reply to Miss, the minion's throat was accidentally scalded and his vocal cords were broken."

Nangongxian took a deep look at her, and once again felt that life in the palace was not easy, and even a little palace lady would be bullied. She wouldn't believe that this palace lady was burned carelessly by herself.

"Okay, follow me, be loyal to me, whoever dares to burn you, I'll let her get her head off!" Nangongxian has been in the army for a long time, and her speech is gangsterous, and she can't change it for a while.

Some smiles flashed in the lady's eyes, and she was pressed down again. "Good lady."

"It's hot!" Nangongxian said to another court lady: "Ying'er, you go to the courtyard gate and guard me, I'm hot."

"Good lady."

Zhan'er didn't understand what heat had to do with the gate of the courtyard, so she saw Nangongxian walking around the room with her long gown and skirt directly out of her body.

Zhan'er was a little shocked, and had nothing to say for a while, just watching Nangongxian walking around with a grin.

As she walked, she opened the hem of her skirt and said, "It is said that the best tailors in the world are in the Shangyi Bureau. Since they are so powerful, why don't you design some cool clothes for the women?"

Zhan'er said: "Miss wears this way, it is already very cool."

"You can't go out to meet people in this way." Nangongxian sat down and looked at the tall Zhan'er. She suddenly asked, "What do you eat that grow so tall?"

Zhan'er was choked for a while, and then replied respectfully: "The slave's parents are all born high."

"Oh."

Looking at Zhan'er's figure again, Nangongxian muttered, "The chest is flat."

Zhan'er lowered her head and dared not answer.

Because the queen wanted to examine the overall quality of these ladies, and was unsure which girl should be the princess, she often called these concubines to her palace as a guest.

Every time Nangongxian went to a party, they couldn't get into the topic of these women.

They talked about piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and talked about making tea and female red, while Nangongxian only knows how to wield a big knife and bend a bow to shoot a sculpture. After attending a few gatherings and returning to the courtyard, Nangongxian was really boring.

She called Zhan'er and deliberately made things difficult for her, saying, "You are an old man in the palace, can you think of a way to get me a bow?"

Zhan'er was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Miss, weapons are forbidden in the palace."

Nangongxian suddenly approached Zhan'er and said next to her ear: "Let's practice arrows secretly in the yard, and keep quiet."

The breath of her breathing sprayed on Zhan'er's cheeks. Zhan'er was stiff and her thinking was a little slow. She nodded slowly, and said, "I can definitely get a bow for the young lady!"

On the second day, Zhan'er, who had great power, really brought a bow to Nangongxian.

Nangongxian immediately took off the long-sleeved long-sleeved shirt that was in the way, opened the bow and shot three or four peaches from the peach tree in the yard.

Yinger quickly took the basket to pick up the peaches.

There were four peaches, one for each of three, and the rest was placed on top of Zhan'er by Nangongxian.

Zhan'er looked funny with a peach on her hair bun.

Nangongxian pointed to the distance and said, "Zhan'er, go and stand there."

Zhan'er hesitated and walked over. Standing at the position pointed by Nangongxian, Zhan'er begged Nangongxian in a low voice, "Miss, please don't shake your hands, you're scared."

Nangongxian smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, this lady is the most pitiful and cherished!" After saying that, she opened her bow, narrowed her eyes, and shot fierce momentum all over!

For a moment, Zhan'er thought that Nangongxian would kill her.

But the long arrow hit the peach above her head.

Zhan'er's legs trembled, and she almost fell to the ground.

Nangongxian came over, hugged her waist, and squeezed it deliberately, and said to her: "Don't be afraid, Miss is willing to kill you, Miss will protect Zhan'er forever."

Too heavy for a lifetime.

Zhan'er leaned on Miss's shoulder, she gave her a weak look, and couldn't help asking: "Really, will it be a lifetime?"

Nangongxian smiled domineeringly, tiptoe to Zhan'er's forehead, "Of course!"

Zhan'er: "I remember it."

On the Qixi Festival, there will be a palace banquet in the palace, and all the princes and princes will attend. On this day, all the candidate women could see His Royal Highness.

Who is the princess will be announced tonight.

After lunch, Nangongxian was pressed on a stool by Ying'er to freshen up.

Her three thousand blue silks, which were always tied into a high ponytail, were combed into a double-sword bun under Ying'er's skillful hands and decorated with pink beads. Nangongxian put on a newly sewn phoenix tail skirt, stood in front of the bronze mirror, and looked at the strange girl in the mirror with a vaguely impatient expression.

"Where's Zhan'er?" The time has come, and Nangong Xian has to set off for a banquet. She plans to take Zhan'er and Ying'er together.

Ying'er leaned over and said, "The minion saw Zhan'er from the queen's father-in-law before, so maybe I have something to explain." Zhan'er can continue to stay in the harem to take care of these concubines after being disfigured. Obviously he has some status. of.

Listening to what Ying'er said, Nangongxian didn't delve into it. She ate a few pieces of cakes to cushion her stomach before going to the palace banquet.

When leaving, Ying'er asked: "Miss, what will you perform later?"

The purpose of the palace banquet tonight is to make candidates perform their talents and be photographed by the prince. That is the ancestor's accumulation of virtue. Nangongxian paused slightly, thinking of her half-dead piano art, she thought for a while and said, "Go, get me a Xiao."

"Ok."

When Nangongxian arrived, other beautiful ladies had already arrived.

As soon as Nangongxian showed up, everyone looked up at her, their eyes filled with jealousy.

Nangongxian is not talented, but she is the grand general's daughter, and that face is so charming and beautiful, even if she is incompetent and virtuous, it is pleasing to marry home.

Several princes were surprised when they saw Nangongxian.

The legendary Nangong General, turned out to be such a beauties who are all over the country.

After Nangongxian sat down and found that the queen hadn't come, he lowered his head and stared at the fruit on the table in a daze. After a while, the Queen and the Queen Mother arrived. Nangong Xianxin was concerned about Zhan'er's situation. Seeing the Queen, he looked around behind the Queen.

Nangongxian frowned, a little worried when she didn't see her little palace lady Zhan'er.

Zhan'er shouldn't have done something wrong, she was wiped by the queen! The more I thought about it, the more disturbed Nangongxian became, and he was not interested in the next palace banquet.

At this moment, the screaming father-in-law shouted: "His Royal Highness is here!"

Hearing that, everyone except the Queen Mother stood up and leaned toward the entrance to say hello: "Welcome your Royal Highness!"

When the person walked in, Nangongxian lowered his head, only to see two legs blocked by the black robe stepping past his eyes. After a while, she heard the prince say: "All are flat!"

Nangongxian raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of a sickly, but beautiful and handsome face.

Huh?

Nangongxian recognized at a glance that this prince turned out to be the elder brother who had a relationship with Qingluo Yanlou that day. The prince that day wore snow-blue clothes, and appeared to be more morbid and delicate, and now wearing a black python robe, he was more imposing and domineering.

After greeting the queen and the queen mother, Dugujie sat down in the first position on the left.

Beside him, several other princes sat in turn. After Dugujie sat down, he heard the fifth prince ask: "His Royal Highness, I heard that you went out of the palace some time ago to do business. Where did you go?"

Dugujie turned a cold eye and asked, "Brother Fifth has a job, and he still has time to stare at Gu. I really care about Gu."

At a younger age, the fifth prince is called negligence of duty, and at an older age, he is coveting the crown prince of the East Palace.

Being blocked by Dugu Jie, the five princes were in their throats and dare not say any more. He smiled sullenly, and then said: "It's just that the fourth brother went to find you for a drink, but was completely empty. I was curious for a while, so I asked more."

"Yeah." Dugu Jie took a sip from the wine glass. His red lips were dipped in the wine, and then he sipped it slightly, which looked particularly attractive.

Nangongxian stared at Dugujie's lips, thinking of the Yin Peach in her front yard, when it was red, it was so alluring.

Nangongxian likes to eat cherries.

But she didn't want to eat this cherry Dugujie, and she couldn't afford it.

Noting Nangongxian's gaze, Dugujie raised his eyes and swept towards her. Nangongxian was taken aback for a moment, and quickly lowered his head, pretending to drink.

When Dugujie lowered his head, some smiles flashed in his eyes.

When the Emperor arrived, the palace banquet officially began.

Fifty candidate talented women performed their carefully prepared talents one after another. Ten of them played the piano, more than ten composed poems and pictures on site, and a group of singing and dancing artists.

When it was Nangongxian's turn, she stood up and said frankly: "The courtiers are not as versatile as your sisters. Although they know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, they are not proficient. Performing these in front of your majesty, I am afraid it will be a trick."

His Majesty the Emperor had seen Nangongxian several times, and loved her very much. Her eyes were obviously milder.

The emperor said amiably: "What will Xian'er do? Whatever will happen!"

Nangongxian picked up her Xiao and said: "The courtiers can only dance swords, but no weapons are allowed in the palace, so I will use Xiao Dai sword..." She blessed her body and said, "I'm sorry!"

After speaking, Nangongxian walked from behind the table to the table.

Wearing a Luo skirt, she danced the sword, still with a momentum like a broken bamboo. It seemed that it was not Xiao who was playing in her hand, but a real sword!

His Majesty the Emperor saw the momentum of the Nangong Fairy Dance Sword, his smiling eyes gradually became serious.

From Nangongxian, he saw the momentum of General Nangong.

It is said that daughters are inferior to men, but General Nangong has no man under his name, and Nangongxian’s bandit and ruthlessness are a bit more brutal than ordinary men. If given enough room for her to grow up, she might be able to kill all sides on the battlefield!

Nangongxian put away Xiao in his hand, and gave the prince a provocative look, as if saying: The old lady is so fierce, your sickly physique can't stand it.

However, when Dugujie looked at her, the eyes were extremely deep, just like a hungry wolf looking at his food.

On the second day after the palace banquet ended, Nangongxian received the imperial decree, and she was selected by Dugujie and became the princess!

After receiving the imperial decree, Nangongxian's head buzzed non-stop.

How could this be?

How can she become a princess!

Despite all his unwillingness, Nangongxian still had to marry Dugujie.

The wedding date is set in two months, and within these two months, Nangongxian has to stay in the general's mansion to learn how to be a princess. She can no longer practice arrows and bows, she has to learn to cook, learn to manage the accounts, learn how to manage the entire East Palace.

Nangongxian became haggard day by day, seeing the weight loss.

On this day, the palace sent her former palace maid Zhan'er to the general's mansion.

Zhan'er was very surprised when she discovered that Nangongxian had lost sight of only half a month. "Miss, why are you losing weight?"

Nangongxian hugged Zhan'er, "Where have you been? I thought you were given by the queen..." Nangongxian wiped his neck.

Zhan'er wore a veil, and no one saw her blushing face.

After Nangongxian let go, Zhan'er said: "I went to see my family in the palace, and only came back yesterday. Congratulations, Miss, I will be a princess in the East Palace soon."

Nangongxian immediately collapsed, "Congratulations, it's boring to be locked up in the palace for a lifetime with a group of women for a man's favor."

Zhan'er didn't expect Nangongxian to react like this, and a trace of hurt flashed in her eyes.