The moment she raised her head, she couldn't believe it. That face looked so much like Ye Yilan, especially those smart eyes, they were exactly the same.

But it still lacks a bit of the charm of Ye Yilan.

The fact that there were such similar people in this world made him have some plans in mind.

Carrying her into the military camp, he held her and sat on the bed, stroking her charming face: "From now on, you will stay with me."

The woman snuggled in his arms and nodded obediently.

"Jiang Ke, go find some clothes for women, and then instruct the people below to give this girl a bath."

I heard that if this matter was known to others, it might affect the prince's reputation, so he tried his best to dissuade her: "Your Majesty, this military prostitute cannot appear in the camp."

She looked at him with disdain and said coldly: "I want a woman, how dare you stop me?"

"I'll do it right now." He had no choice but to do it.

Sitting outside, he lazily looked at the woman's body in the screen, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise in an evil manner.

After a new look, she stood in front of him again. Her chiseled profile made her look at it with fascination.

There is no doubt that Ye Yilan is dressed in this outfit. He couldn't help but step forward, pinched her chin, and teased her: "You look at me like this, but you have fallen in love with me?"

"Your Majesty is the savior of this slave. How dare you ask for these things?"

He hadn't hugged a woman for a long time, and he put his arms around her slender waist. His touch was the same as Ye Yilan's. His sharp eyes narrowed and he looked at her: "What's your name?"

"My name is Shiliu."

"In the future, you will no longer be a military prostitute, but you can always follow me." It would be a pity not to keep such a similar person by my side. "From now on, your name will be Lanshan."

Lan Shan?

She didn't know why the prince gave her this name.

Pretending to smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the name."

"Tell me, who are you?"

He ruffled her hair with restless hands, his fingertips touching the skin and slowly sliding down.

Lan Shan was too scared to breathe. She looked down at herself and clutched her dress tightly with both hands.

He slowly said: "This slave is originally from the Northern Desert. She was captured and used as a military prostitute when she fled. When she learned that the Central Plains was approaching, she secretly escaped from them. The prince must have guessed what happened next."

"The King of the Northern Desert is cruel by nature, especially towards women..." He stared at her with a confused look in his eyes.

Murong Haoli's lips gradually came closer. She turned her head away, and his urgent voice gradually came closer. She bit her lip shyly: "Your Highness, you can't do this. It's not good for others to find out."

Looking at her shy look, he opened her jaw and bit her.

"I just want to kiss you, so I'm embarrassed. I'm not that gangster, so why should you be afraid. I've already said that you are my man."

The person in front of me said coquettishly: "Your Majesty."

In his mind, Ye Yilan and Murong Haochen stood together on the city wall that day, watching him leave.

I received a letter from my eldest grandson Wan Ji and learned that she is Murong Haochen's Chen Zhaoyi.

The word "military prostitute" means that the body is already unclean in the eyes of outsiders.

She is a concubine, and her family has always regarded her as a servant. No one can truly cherish and protect her.

But today, in the danger of almost losing her virginity, he appeared. At that moment, she wanted to serve him for the rest of her life.

At this moment, she was willing to lose her virginity. She wanted to be with him, but what she cared about was his identity and not having to be bullied by anyone.

He has played with so many women, and he has never fallen like this before. This woman under him, especially that similar face, must have made Murong Haochen unable to extricate himself when he saw her.

Holding Lan Shan's face, he seemed to see that the person under him was Ye Yilan. He didn't know whether to be excited or happy.

He loves the country and the beauty. To Ye Yilan, he dare not say love, but the less he can get, the more precious he is.

Beautiful red candles, spring supper.

The soldiers outside the door winked at each other and snickered: "The prince just came to the military camp and had sex with the military prostitute. You said you wanted to let the emperor know..."

"Shut your mouths and don't go on."

In Xuandu City, the prince also made friends with women so freely, and he was used to it.

He hesitated in place, hesitated for a long time and shouted: "Your Majesty, I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, all the interest he should have had was ruined.

A trace of bright red blood burned into his eyes. He sat on the bed and looked at her meaningfully, saying hoarsely: "I didn't expect you were still a virgin."

The sound of rapid breathing came from behind him, and he said coquettishly: "Since Lan Shan's body has been given to the prince, she will serve the prince wholeheartedly in the future."

"You should have a good rest first, I will leave first."

Lan Shan hugged his neck, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him goodbye.

He was just playing around and didn't regard her as a real woman, just a tool for catharsis.

"What's the matter?"

"Everyone under the prince is talking about what happened tonight. After all, this is not Xuandu City."

"You actually ruined my elegance for this matter." He straightened his messy clothes, still recalling that feeling in his mind.

There has never been a woman that she could recall so much. If it weren't for that similar face, why would he have looked at her again.

"I do have something to tell you, and someone wants to meet the prince."

Murong Haoli looked in from the outside, his faintly wiping figure had long since rested. Her fragrant kiss still remained on his lips.

At that moment, he was actually thinking of Ye Yilan.

She is just a substitute and cannot become Ye Yilan.

Dressed in black, he stood on the hillside, looking at the soldiers encamped at the foot of the mountain.

"I heard you were looking for me."

He played with the folding fan in his hand and looked at him meaningfully: "It seems that the prince is not alone on this trip to the border. He is accompanied by a beautiful woman."

When he talked about Lan Shan, his heart was filled with excitement, but it turned out that these were all fake. It was impossible to regard her as the real Ye Yilan.

He said indifferently: "Ziling, did you know that she looks very much like Ye Yilan."

"Although I have never met Ye Yilan, seeing that you two brothers are so crazy about her, I guess her beauty is very fascinating. Keeping such a woman by your side can be regarded as a reminder of the prince."

Speaking of Ye Yilan, I thought I would like to meet this woman if I had the chance. What charm did she have that fascinated the two of them.

The corners of his mouth revealed the charm of evil thoughts.

Murong Haoli had already planned in his heart that he would never let her stay with him: "No. I will give her to the emperor brother."

I heard that this method is simply ridiculous: "She is a military prostitute, how can she climb onto the dragon's bed?"

"As the imperial brother ascends the throne, there are not many concubines in the harem. As the younger brother, he should be dedicated to a beauty."

"I have an idea. Xia Qianyi has a good relationship with the prince. He has a sister named Xia Muling. It seems that the emperor intends to take her as his concubine. Why not let that woman be Xia Qianyi's adopted sister, and the two of them can enter the palace together and have their own affairs.

It's easier to get information if you have different identities."

He and Xia Qianyi grew up together and were also under the family of Ye Zixu. This time, the Xia family was naturally indispensable in choosing a concubine. This method was extremely risky. He was full of doubts: "Do you want to take her into the palace now?"

Listening to his tone, he felt a little reluctant to let go. The dimples on the corner of his mouth that looked like a smile but not a smile made people fascinated. He asked: "What? The prince is reluctant to let go? Or is it that the prince is in love with Ye Yilan."

Denied it: "My relationship with her has always been one of interest."

"I will leave this matter to you, Ziling."

"That's already three days. In case anyone with any intentions informs the Emperor, all our plans will be ruined."

Just as he turned around to leave, he remembered something and stopped where he was and told her: "That woman is from the Northern Desert and lives with Brother Ziling."

He leaned over and looked at his back with a cold gaze: "What does the prince want to say?"

"Your identity."

Hearing that Zi Ling looked up to the sky and screamed, it seemed that he was still a little wary of himself: "One day, Zi Ling will definitely tell the prince. At least, the Self-Discipline Department will not pose a threat to the prince."

"I hope so."

In the past, Murong Haoli had never doubted his identity. When he first felt that he had similar interests in the restaurant, he stayed by his side to help him make suggestions.

The people of the Northern Desert have always been eyeing the Central Plains, and the Northern Desert King Mu Yunfeng is even more like a god.

In addition to being cruel, he is even more cruel to women.

To him, women are just tools to warm the bed and give birth to children. If they are sincere, throwing them away can mean the whole world.

Rumors are just rumors after all.

"Your Majesty did not return to the camp yesterday, but what happened?"

Lan Shan saw that he did not return last night, but this morning she saw him alone by the stream in a daze.

Murong Haoli looked at that face, and for some reason he felt a slight tremor. "You said that a man used a woman before and didn't show sincerity. But he kept thinking of her in his mind. Do you think it was love?"

"It's just love that lasts for a long time." She understood the meaning between the lines, and what he was talking about was his own admiration for a woman. She just wanted to know what charm a woman had that fascinated the prince.
To be continued...