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"When did the princess have more sisters? I remember that I only married you Qingqing."

Xuanyuan Huang didn't seem surprised why Ling Zihan knew the names of the two women. He completely believed that as long as Ling Zihan thought, she had the ability to read through all the ancestors of the eighth generation of women who he didn't remember in a short period of time.

"The prince has a poor memory. I don't know if it will be like them one day." The little devil smiled. Ling Zihan met Xuanyuan Huang's evil gaze. His unpredictable eyes swept across the corner of his mouth with an evil and charming curve, and reached out to point at the beauties kneeling below.

Before she could continue, Xuanyuan Huang grabbed Ling Zihan's hand, held it tightly, staring at her firmly. After a while, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the tips of his eyebrows raised slightly frivolously. He leaned close to her ears and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You are jealous."

Originally, what he hated the most was women's jealousy, but now it seems that he has made a profit by making Ling Zihan, who has always been unmoved, perform at this point.

"No, the prince should not have forgotten that when the emperor gave you and me, the imperial edict said that the legitimate daughter of Ling's family was virtuous and kind..." Ling Zihan said stubbornly.

In fact, she knew that Xuanyuan Huang had never touched these women, and it was a forced force to accept them. However, when she suddenly had to face this group of Yingying Yanyan who had never seen before, and wanted to accept them as if they wanted to swallow her alive, or were being judged, Ling Zihan was unhappy from the bottom of her heart.

Even, it's really a bit sour.

However, being jealous is too cliché. She just... maybe just wants to give a punishment to the person who spreads rumors around behind them, starts talking, is talking, or has this idea, but has not said it yet, and plans to implement it. Let them see what happiness is.

After all, the best way to make that woman go crazy and desperate is jealousy.

And letting them see their never-ending desires is the most primitive driving force of jealousy.

You may want to say that she is very pretentious, but the fact is that every woman will be so "pretentious" when facing the person she loves. They want to show off their happiness, especially Ling Zihan, who dares to love and hate, can even declare to the world that she loves this man and has all the ownership.

In short, this is the reason she found for herself to be "jealous".

The best reason.

"If this is your virtue and virtue, I would rather marry a little jealous person back." A smile on the corner of my mouth, Xuanyuan Huang's scorching breath blew into Ling Zihan's ears.

She subconsciously shrank back. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Huang came over at the right time and pecked her lips lightly in front of the "concubines". Her voice was as sexy and mellow as ever, and she said with a little success: "My little wild cat seems to want to stretch its claws, but I don't mind being scratched by you."

He seemed to have misunderstood something.

Ling Zihan simply climbed along the pole and said with a low smile: "I can't bear to leave."

"What a pity, I'm still looking forward to your performance."

"It depends on the degree of cooperation of the prince." The confused eyes, with pure evil eyes hidden, stared at Xuanyuan Huang. Ling Zihan's hand gently pushed him away, turned to the people who were sitting down and kneeling, and raised his hand slightly, "Sisters all look. Uncle Fu, logically speaking, what should I do when I see them for the first time?"

Facing Ling Zihan's sudden question, the head of the royal palace sitting outside the curtain was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood up and replied: "Report to the princess, it should be all the concubines who offer tea to the princess." The implication is that the princess just sit and drink tea. After a moment, he seemed to be guessing Ling Zihan's thoughts and said tentatively, "Look at the princess's instructions, whether to serve tea or..."

Ling Zihan looked at the blurry figure outside the curtain and made a simple nasal sound. "Yes", turned around and picked up the tea cup, lifted the lid gracefully, pulled the tea leaves away, took a sip of the tea, and then turned to look outside the curtain: "Uncle Fu, sit down, this is abstain from the tea. The prince and my concubine summoned you all today. First, I want to meet my sisters, second, the handover and exchange of management in the mansion, and third, because of the reputation of the prince and my concubine, some people need to come out to clarify."

As he said that, Ling Zihan's eyes seemed to be carelessly floating towards someone who was still kneeling on the ground, "But I heard that there were two sisters who had no time to summon me to summon me in the past three days. It can be seen... how much they wanted to talk to me about my sisterly relationship."

I also gave her a very good meeting gift.

Thinking of this, Ling Zihan narrowed her eyes and covered her charming eyes.

The gaze that could not be caught and completely unpredictable was swaying. It always floated away when people felt that she was looking at her. This made people feel as if she was being grabbed by something, and tied a pulley on it, chasing the stones at the end. As her close gaze slipped past, the stones hanged and fell, and kept repeating. It made people feel nervous and more and more frightened.

"Prince, princess... I was confused for a moment, so I... I listened to Xiya's words and escaped. I hope, I hope the prince is looking at the Ulu clan..."

"Sister Jiayi, what are you kidding? Didn't the Ulu clan disappear three years ago?" Before Xuanyuan Huang could speak, Ling Zihan reached out to Jinghao. After taking the stack of paper she handed over, Ling Zihan turned her face and glanced at Xuanyuan Huang who was lazy as if he was watching a show. Then he pulled back the hand he held and stood up.

"If I know nothing wrong with this concubine, Jiayi's sister entered the royal palace after the Ulu tribe of the second tribe of the grassland was flattened three years ago. However, as the princess of the marriage, you should have stayed in the palace as a concubine, but you have made contributions to the dynasty for the sake of justice. My father thought that you had a deep love for the prince, so he made an exception and gave you to the prince."

When she walked up to her, Ling Zihan slowly squatted down, looking at Ulu Jiayi who was frightened and turned angry, Yingying smiled and continued, "But I can't understand that you are so 'love' the prince. In order to see him, you have done all kinds of crazy things to attract his attention, such as burning the cold courtyard, beating the maid to death, and driving the concubine crazy... Oh, and she also colluded with someone's eyeliner in the palace, giving that person the news from the palace, and getting what he needed with the person. However, I think that the most outstanding thing you have done is to have the eldest daughter of Anshan King Leqing, who personally ended up with the prince's eldest son the night before she was about to marry the prince. With such crazy love, how could you be willing to leave him alone, huh?"

Squinted his eyes and smiled beautifully.

Ling Zihan handed the stack of information that belonged to the Ulu clan in his hand to Ulu Jiayi, "Sister Jiayi, what will happen if the Anshan King knew about it?"

Her eyes trembled violently, Ulu Jiayi looked at the woman in front of her in horror, and in a daze, she seemed to see Xuanyuan Huang.

He and her seem to be!.

Once upon a time, the man who was bloody on the battlefield knew when she first saw him that he would be her fatal attraction for the rest of her life. She believed that only such a man could be worthy of her. Therefore, she went to get him and Xuanyuan Huang at all costs.

But after three years, she still didn't get him and could only stay by his side. She was very close to him, but she had never walked into his heart. No, she had never even walked into his eyes or his eyes.

After accumulating over time and a series of efforts, she finally guided the man's attention. However, this man, like a bloodthirsty devil, pinched her throat and told her, thanking her stupidity and ignorance, to get rid of an unwanted woman for him. But at the same time, he also told her a nightmare that belongs only to her in the future. He fulfilled her wish and let her stay in the palace, but she could only stay in the palace for the rest of her life, until her beauty grows old and dies...

It's retribution!

It was even more sad to have her retribution for betraying her tribe before than to let her die.

Silent tears slid from the corners of his eyes, and Uru Jiayi trembled like a sieve, as if even every pore was trembling.

The woman in front of her was still smiling so tenderly and sweetly. Her blood-like red and charming eyes added strangeness to her charm and deepened her fear. Ulu Jiayi didn't dare to look at her lower head, and her kneeling legs were a little weak, and she fell directly to the side, losing her support.

After a while, she murmured, "Princess, I just want to go out."

"How could you just want to go out? Uru Jiayi, you are a top-notch actor in acting!" If it is placed in modern times, it will be at least Oscar-level.

Ling Zihan smiled, and the smile in her eyes was even more painful than cutting the skin with a knife. Her pure evil eyes were so cruel. Even if the light of fire was flashing, Uru Jiayi felt like she was burned by fire when she saw herself in her eyes.

Difficult to breathe.

"I don't know what the princess said?"

The trembling voice was thought to be broken, but when she said it, it was so clear and joyful.

Ling Zihan raised his eyebrows slightly and stretched out his hand to Jinghao again.

Jing was very understanding and handed her a stack of information.

"Sister Xiya, I know that you want to talk, but before that, I will tell you something to avoid untiing your acupoints and talking nonsense."

Smiling, Ling Zihan shook the portrait of Ren Xiya in his hand and said, "The Ren family is a Jinzhong clan, and has been scholars for generations. Mr. Ren is a Confucian businessman with a rigorous and upright person. He is said to be the strictest among the generations of the Ren family. In the words of the teahouse storyteller, even the mouse is separated by a male and a mother. Only when the mouse is connected with the media can he formally worship the heaven and earth and give birth to a little mouse."

Ling Zihan paused for a moment, glanced at Ren Xiya's eyes widened, and fell on the dense stack of materials in his hand. Xuanyuan Huang's evil laughter and the scattered laughter of several people could not help but burst into laughter.

He looked up and glanced over everyone. Except for Ulu Jiayi, and his eyes were bloodshot and red, as if Ren Xiya was grinding his teeth and preparing to bite her to death, no matter what his eyes looked, the other people looked like they wanted to smile and knew it very hard.

But the people who were familiar with Ling Zihan didn't care. Jinghao covered her mouth and laughed secretly, while Liuyun stared at the two pitiful and hateful women and shook her head sadly for them.

At this time, Ling Zihan's voice came from his ears, but it was not as relaxed as he was just joking, and it was a little more sharp.

"I really can't imagine how Mr. Ren, who once abandoned his official position and lived in seclusion because of his false accusation, vowed to never become an official again, taught you a daughter who only spread rumors and causes trouble in the back of others and used her mouth as a slaughter." The calm voice seemed to have no ups and downs, but Ren Xiya felt the hidden edge.

His eyes paused, and there was a hint of shock in his angry eyes.

How could a stranger know so many things about her family?

Ren Xiya opened her mouth hard and roared silently, showing her anger, and even wanted to pounce towards Ling Zihan. However, she was stopped by a look of Ulu Jiayi. Yes, just as Ulu Jiayi looked back.

Ling Zihan did not miss that look, and Xuanyuan Huang, who was far away but absolutely first-class in his eyes, did not miss it either.

"Qingqing."

He called Ling Zihan back and saw Xuanyuan Huang holding a porcelain cup in his hand, looking at her leisurely and happily, but there was only a place she could understand in his eyes, but there was a hidden meaningful hint.

"What are the instructions of the prince?"

"I forgot to announce that from now on, all the affairs in the royal palace will be left to the princess. Uncle Fu, you are an old man in the mansion, and you will help the princess more in the future."

Xuanyuan Huang's words were the greatest support. In just a few words, they were like bombs, thrown at everyone.

Originally, it was normal to let the princess butler, but at this moment, especially the princess has only been in the mansion for three days. Not to mention her qualifications, she is only in her old age. How can she take on this great task? Is it because the prince is too fond of her, or is there anything extraordinary about her?

Because the old housekeeper took care of Ling Zihan before and even her uniqueness, he quickly stood up and bowed again, "I remember your highness's orders and will support the princess in the future and manage the affairs of the house well, so that the prince has no worries."

All the officials agreed in unison, fearing that they would fall behind.

A maid and servant outside said a lot of auspicious words to please the masters.

But at this time, it seems not the time to please.

Ling Zihan listened to the compliments of the group of people, tilted her lips and looked at Xuanyuan Huang. There was a hint of anger in her eyes, as if she was saying: You are causing me trouble again. But then she thought about it, has the name changed rightly what she did soon?

His eyes became gentler again.

Ling Zihan turned around and looked at the concubines with different expressions but each of them had anger in their hearts. She narrowed her eyes with a happy look, and turned her eyes to Ren Xiya again.

"Sister Xiya, here are all the information you have from birth to now, whether it is your birth date, horoscope, preferences, etc. Of course, your bad habits and bad things you have done have also been recorded word by word." Holding the stack of paper, slowly raising your arms, and easily opening your hands.

Crazy-

Paper scattered all over the floor.

A dense record comes into view.

Ren Xiya looked at the records, and her angry eyes were gradually replaced by panic.

As if she was afraid of exposing herself, her hands were tied, so she desperately used her legs and knees to hook the scattered paper like snowflakes and put it in front of her. But the more she wanted to get over, the more disobedient the paper floated away. Finally, she simply fell to the ground and covered the paper with her body to block those "scandals".

He stood up with Liuyun's hand, walked back to the seat beside Xuanyuan Huang, sat down, took a roll of paper materials with special sanctions, and opened: "Liuyun, untie her acupoints. What is going to be said below, maybe she can answer some questions from me."

Liuyun responded in a low voice, raised his hand and pulled out the dragon whip between his waist. A golden light flashed past and passed by everyone, scaring the concubines to lose their beauty and all of them took a few steps back.

"ah--"

Amid Ren Xiya's scream, Liuyun had already untied her acupoint, and the whip just touched the acupoint gently and never hit her. However, she screamed exaggeratedly and twisted her body hard, as if she had been whipped by a whip.

"Liuyun, give her another whip. Otherwise, you will be wronged by her." As soon as the words were spoken, everyone gasped, but Ren Xiya felt as if she had been poured into a basin of cold water and froze motionlessly.

Liuyun, who was holding the whip, did not take action. She knew that Ling Zihan was just scaring Ren Xiya, but she didn't expect that this person could not help but be scared. She shook her head unconsciously and gave Ren Xiya a definition in her heart - an embroidered pillow, and secretly sighed that this woman was ignorant of the current affairs.

"King—Consort, as a princess, you are so indulging in maids, you..."

"Ren Xiya, if I were you, I wouldn't be able to speak at this time."
To be continued...