The Villain Acts Recklessly [Fast Wear]

On the prince's eighteenth birthday, the imperial concubine invited the girl of the right age and the prince into the palace. She did not make a gesture of holding the marriage for the prince, but said that it was lively and lively on this day.

Lin Sui didn't stop her, waiting to see what tricks she was going to play.

However, Lin Sui didn't expect that the imperial concubine was playing the same trick, but the previous candidate was the jade concubine who was still there, but now she is the granddaughter of the old general.

General Mao was a famous general used by the previous emperor, and he had some weight in his speech at that time. He was a neutral faction and did not tend to either side.

His favorite third son died on the battlefield, leaving only an only daughter. The old general loved this granddaughter very much, and did not intend to marry her, but planned to recruit her and let her live a happy life.

And now, this little lady of the general's family is lying unconscious on the bed in the East Palace, and there are faint signs of awakening.

Lin Sui had just been toasted a lot of wine at the banquet, and now some blood is surging.

There was nothing messy about the wine, but Lin Sui estimated the reaction of her body and guessed that the wine was most likely brewed with deer blood.

Mao Guqing opened his eyes, and what he saw was a red-faced handsome young man, who almost exclaimed.

Lin Sui looked at Zhou Yunfang, who was attracted by Bai Falcon, and pointed to the girl on the bed: "Someone sent her in, take her out, put her anywhere, don't startle the snake, and make people lose their reputation."

Lin Sui pressed the painful sun, and the heat made his neck flush red.

This time, the imperial concubine's plan was even more poisonous. It was not intended to "catch Jian" to match, but to make others think that the prince was lustful, and qiáng kidnapped Miss Mao's family into the East Palace to be frivolous with her.

Miss Mao was knocked unconscious, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the prince who had reacted incorrectly. Under the shock, she must have thought that she had suffered indecent assault.

General Mao cares about his granddaughter so much. He must have worked hard for his granddaughter to suffer so much grievance. At that time, as a neutralist, he will definitely have a tendency to support others. He will not support the prince. In this case The emperor is happy to see it, and will never stop it.

Lin Sui should praise this strategy well, but unfortunately the imperial concubine miscalculated him, he has no sexual interest in people other than Yan Qin, and will not unconsciously reach out to others just because of a few glasses of wine.

Zhou Yunfang immediately helped Miss Mao up, looked at Lin Sui worriedly and said, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

"Don't worry, hurry up," Lin Sui looked at Mao Guqing and said, "Miss Mao is always smart, she should know that she is lost and has never appeared in this East Palace."

Mao Guqing was still in panic, she blinked and nodded.

The imperial concubine visited the banquet in the imperial garden for a week, and said with some doubts: "Miss Mao, I just saw that this girl is quite talented, and I want to talk a little more."

As soon as the imperial concubine spoke, everyone's eyes were drawn away.

Cousin Mao Guqing, who was sitting on the male guest's side, also noticed something different. He didn't care about the defense of men and women, and walked around.

"Speaking of which, why did His Highness the Crown Prince disappear?"

The imperial concubine said intentionally or unintentionally, in fact, the two people did not see any difference, but they were suddenly put together, which was a bit intriguing.

The imperial concubine waved her hand and said to the palace servants on the side, "Go and invite His Royal Highness, he is the owner of this birthday banquet, how can others steal his limelight."

During the banquet, someone from King Qing's faction said, "Wei Chen found a rare item the day before yesterday, and I would like to invite His Royal Highness to enjoy it."

Just as Mao Guqing's cousin was about to ask the palace staff to look for it, he saw his cousin walking over from a path.

"Why are everyone looking at me, just now I saw a beautiful butterfly, fascinated, and walked away without knowing it."

Mao Guqing pleaded guilty to everyone in embarrassment, looking particularly shy.

Everyone was joking, but the imperial concubine's eyes sank, and soon returned to normal.

After half a cup of tea, Fu Shu hurried over and saluted the imperial concubine.

"Everyone understand, Your Highness has been feeling a little cold recently, and after drinking a few glasses of wine, I went back to the palace to rest."

Some girls who wanted to be crown princesses were quite disappointed, but others didn't feel anything.

The imperial concubine almost tore the veil to pieces, but she still had a smile on her face.

In the East Palace, the door of the inner hall is closed.

Yan Qin had just learned the news, and originally planned to go to the Imperial Garden, but instead went directly to the East Palace.

The palace servants who were familiar with him did not stop him, saluted him and watched the inner palace door close again.

When the door was closed, the palace servant slapped his forehead: "It's a bad thing, Sister Fushu said that others can't enter."

They were also accustomed to the Fifth Highness's need not to communicate, and they didn't respond for a while.

The palace man beside him hesitated and said: "His Royal Highness doesn't understand anything, it shouldn't matter, right?"

"I'm afraid that's the only way to do it. Wait for Sister Fushu to come back and receive the punishment."

His Royal Highness was drunk, and they dared not go in and bring the Fifth Highness out.

On the large bed in the East Palace, Lin Sui lowered her eyebrows and her skin was red with sweat.

He was a little suffocated, raised his neck, and his abdomen rose and fell with his breathing.

The curtains are down, and the figures are faint.

Chapter 75

The weather in February was not supposed to be so hot and sticky.

Lin Sui lay on her side and pinched the quilt tightly, her flushed cheeks were full of cold light, and her expression was ruthless, like a murdering knife with a peach-colored halo.