Chang'an didn't give Bei Ming Yulan a chance to speak. She continued, "If Princess Lan really wants to lie in your Ninth Uncle's arms, why not just marry him as a concubine?
But in this case, you have to go to your grandfather, the emperor, and ask him to issue an order, so that Princess Lan can marry into this mansion. Then you can cry in the arms of your ninth uncle, which is reasonable and in accordance with the rules!"
"!!!" Bei Mingxuan listened to Chang'an's words. Is there anyone who can persuade others like this?
"..." Fu Cheng, Bai Lu, suddenly felt a sense of helplessness as if a crow was flying over his head.
Although Xu Zichu, who was standing by, couldn't speak at this moment, he was extremely shocked in his heart. How could her words be so vicious, and how could the smile on her face be so harmless!
Dongxue, who was following beside her, looked at Chang'an with admiration, "Miss, you are amazing. What you said is so reasonable and in line with the rules! But..."
Changing the subject, Dongxue's expression changed from one of happy admiration to one of disgust. She glanced at Beiming Yulan, "Some people simply don't know what shame is. I think they must have never had shame, otherwise why would they throw themselves into a man's arms so casually."
"Who are you calling shameless?" Bei Ming Yulan raised her eyes, a look of stubbornness on her face. "Uncle Nine, look at them..."
"Dongxue," Chang'an scolded, "How can you say that, Princess Lan? Where are your eyes? Don't you see that Princess Lan's skin is on her face?"
"Dongxue was wrong." She lowered her head with an aggrieved look on her face. "Dongxue was wrong. She didn't realize that Princess Lan wasn't shameless, but rather too thick-skinned."
After listening to Dongxue's words, Beiming Yulan finally started crying loudly.
Chang'an raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise. In her impression, Beiming Yulan was not so fragile.
Looking more closely, it turned out that although she was crying, she was raised in the royal family after all, and intrigue and reading people's expressions were already ingrained in her bones.
She was clearly crying, but from the side that no one else could see, she was carefully observing Bei Mingxuan's expression.
Chang'an has a very clear bottom line in his heart. As long as you don't touch the bottom line, everything will be fine.
In particular, she had never considered Bei Mingxuan on the same emotional scale, so she did not care about jealousy and the intentional or unintentional temptations and sarcasm of other women.
Whether to pay attention to these people depends entirely on your mood.
Before this, Chang'an was in a neither good nor bad mood, and he still had some patience and played with Bei Mingxuan and Bei Ming Yulan.
At this moment, Chang'an was no longer in the mood to play cat and mouse. "Princess Lan, I advise you to believe in ghosts rather than a man's broken mouth! Don't lose yourself."
"!!!" Bei Mingxuan's heart trembled three times. Is he going to be beaten to death before he even makes a move?
"..." Xu Zichu opened his mouth wide, thinking, "That's so insightful!"
"What do you mean? My Ninth Uncle is not that kind of person." Bei Ming Yulan was defending Bei Ming Xuan from the bottom of her heart.
"Alright." Bei Mingxuan pushed away Bei Ming Yulan who was still clinging to him, "You're already this old, stop making trouble here, go back."
"Lan'er understands." Bei Ming Yulan wiped her tears. "Ninth Uncle, how could this happen? Lan'er knows that you never wanted to fight for the chair, but why, why did they want to harm you? I want to tell Grandpa Huang, and let him make the decision for you."
"Lan'er still understands me." Bei Mingxuan smiled, his eyes full of tenderness. "One thing, remember, don't disturb the emperor. They are already on their way to Nanhua Mountain. If you send any news, wouldn't it disturb the emperor's good mood?
Also, remember not to tell anyone about my cold poisoning, and don't tell anyone about our trip to Zuo Shiguo to seek medical treatment. Got it?"
Chang'an, who was standing by, twitched her eyes unconsciously after hearing what Bei Mingxuan said to Bei Ming Yulan.
It is true that I would rather believe what I have seen under the sun than believe what a man says. Look, Bei Ming Xuan is making good use of Bei Ming Yulan.
"Lan'er, listen to what the Ninth Uncle says." Bei Ming Yulan nodded obediently.
Just at the moment Bei Minglan turned and left.
Bei Mingxuan glanced at Fu Cheng.
"Your Highness!" Fu Cheng quickly walked to Bei Mingxuan's side and supported him. "Are you feeling uncomfortable? You are weak. We should set off quickly so that we can reach Zuo Shi Kingdom as soon as possible."
Bei Ming Yulan turned around immediately. At this moment, she noticed that Bei Ming Xuan's face had turned as pale as a sheet of paper, and she clearly felt a chill coming from Bei Ming Xuan.
"Ninth Uncle, Lan'er will definitely help you. Lan'er will definitely ask Grandpa Huang to thoroughly investigate who harmed you."
Having said that, she wiped away her tears and quickly left Prince Xuan's palace.
He rode his horse and galloped straight out of the city.
The mansion, which was bustling just now, suddenly became quiet.
Chang'an glanced at Bei Mingxuan and Fu Cheng with a half-smile, and muttered to himself.
These two were about to become the stars of the theater. The poison in their bodies had long been suppressed. If they hadn't known what they were doing just now, they would have been misled by the appearance of the master and servant.
In the room, Chang'an was alone in a daze.
The egret is preparing a change of clothes.
Dongxue, however, had a worried look on her face. She looked at the egrets and then at Chang'an, but she still couldn't figure it out.
"Miss." Dongxue walked to Chang'an and said, "Well, why did you say that you would rather believe in seeing ghosts under the sun than believe a man's broken mouth!"
"..." Changan looked at Dongxue. She felt overwhelmed at the moment. "Miss Dongxue, you must remember this clearly. From today on, when you leave, don't ever say you belong to me."
"Why?" Dongxue didn't understand.
“Shameful!”
"!!!" Dongxue panicked, her eyes immediately reddening. "Miss, Dongxue really doesn't understand. You definitely can't see ghosts under the sun, because ghosts are afraid of light. But men's mouths... not all are sweet-talkers. At least your father isn't one to sweet-talk, and neither is Brother Songzi. You can't generalize."
When talking about Songzi, Chang'an put away the smile on her face. She understood more clearly in her heart that Songzi held an important position in Dongxue's heart.
She pondered in her heart, "Dongxue, do you know why I kept Bailu by my side?"
"Serve the lady."
"Yes, Bai Lu will replace you." Chang'an said with a smile, "I know you are thinking about your brother Songzi, and I also have a plan. After you come back from the South this time, I will let you marry Songzi.
After this, you don't have to follow me anymore. In the days ahead, you can stay here and talk to Bai Lu about my hobbies. The most important thing is to teach Bai Lu how to laugh."
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