Comprehensive film and television starts from An Lingrong's rebirth

After a while, Jiang Caiping finished playing the song "High Mountains and Flowing Water".

Qingying praised: "There is no ordinary music in the spring and autumn, and there is the ultimate sound in the flowing water and high mountains. Your Excellency's piano skills are very good, and I admire them."

Jiang Caiping lowered her head and smiled, like a beautiful hibiscus flower.

He stood up and walked over, sat down in front of Qingying and said, "I'm just playing it for fun. Qingying, thank you for the compliment."

The maid brought tea, and after a few words of veiled conversation, Qingying spoke up, "I have something to say to the noble lady."

Hearing this, Jiang Caiping looked at the palace servants and said, "All of you please leave."

The palace maids all bowed and replied, "Yes."

The palace maids left the hall, and Qingying came closer to Jiang Caiping and asked, "My dear lady, do you know which lady used to live in Changchun Palace?"

After hearing Qingying's words, Qingying was a little confused, but she still replied in a good-tempered manner: "I know, this Changchun Palace used to be the residence of Concubine Qi."

The expression on Qingying's face was somewhat meaningful, and the words she said made Jiang Caiping shiver all over.

Qingying spoke slowly, "When the Third Prince was selecting his wife, there were many famous ladies, but the Third Prince didn't even look at them. But the Third Prince had a very pleasant conversation with the noble lady. Does the noble lady still remember that poem?"

Jiang Caiping was already somewhat displeased, but still nodded.

Qingying continued, "A beautiful woman and a charming country are in love with each other. This Qingping Tune was written by the Immortal Poet for Concubine Yang. Do you know Concubine Yang's story? Do you know her ending? Don't you think it's too coincidental? There are so many palaces in the palace, but you happened to live in Changchun Palace, where the Third Prince's biological mother lived, and where you met the Third Prince that day."

The displeasure on Jiang Caiping's face turned pale. She naturally knew the story and ending of Concubine Yang.

However, Jiang Caiping never dared to imagine that the Third Prince would have such thoughts about her, his stepmother.

Perhaps, Princess Qingying was just making random guesses.

Qingying did not let Jiang Caiping go, and spoke softly, "My noble lady is from Prince Guo's mansion, right? My noble lady, do you know one thing? Before you entered the palace, the emperor wanted to take Concubine Xi's sister Zhen Yurao as a concubine. After you entered the palace, Sister Yurao was granted marriage to Prince Shen as his wife."

"This sister Yu Rao once said to the emperor: I would rather be the wife of a poor man than the concubine of a rich man."

"My dear lady, please think about it carefully. Just be brave enough to think about it. Don't think that some people will not do some things."

After saying that, Qingying stood up, bowed and said, "I will take my leave first."

Jiang Caiping stared straight ahead with unfocused eyes and did not hear Qingying's farewell at all.

Qingying still had a meaningful smile on her face and turned to leave the hall.

Unexpectedly, I saw the Third Prince as soon as I left Changchun Palace. He had his hands behind his back, looking up at the wall of Changchun Palace in a daze.

Qingying walked over slowly and stood beside the Third Prince without saying a word.

Xiao Lezi, the eunuch who followed the Third Prince, looked at the two of them standing together and coughed lightly.

Qingying turned to look at Xiao Lezi. It was this eunuch who instigated the Third Prince to write a love poem. He then left it in black and white for Concubine Jing, who presented the evidence to the Emperor.

Although Qingying wanted to bet on the Third Prince, she would not solve his problems silently. She glanced at Xiao Lezi and then looked away.

The Third Prince's temperament is really easy to grasp. If we find the right opportunity, Qingying's desire for control might be satisfied.