The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

These days the snow is big and sometimes small. On Daxiang's day, the snow suddenly stopped.

Gong Yu Cang trees are still covered with white, but the sky is like clear water and blue waves, and the east is orange-gold cloud glow, layer after layer escaping to Xiao Su earth, rare bright and sunny.

Zhu Chuo did not stand in the sun, but hid in a quiet and dark place behind the pavilion, and said to the man on the opposite side: "I don't know...but that day, my father mentioned you."

"Achuo, you believe your cousin. Aunt's surname is Yan, and the Yan family won't just sit back and watch her." Yan Fengqin looked at Zhu Chuo and said.

Zhu Chuo was silent for a moment, and said: "However, I am worried about the safety of my mother and concubine. You see, Zhu Dai's mother..."

Zhu Chuo was still talking, completely unaware of any abnormalities around him.

However, Yan Fengqin’s eyes suddenly appeared dark and fierce, his figure resembling an electric shift, and his defensive instinct of licking blood from the knife edge was greater than the command of the mind. His hand locked the neck of the eavesdropper behind the bush, like a chicken. Lift the other person from the ground.

The neck was too slender and tender. Although he withdrew his hand as soon as possible, the fierce hand strength was enough for the other party to bear.

"Yi Yi!" Everyone wore white cuts and their clothes were not identifiable, and Zhu Yi shrank into a ball with his back to the two. The girl was dragged out by Yan Fengqin, and Zhu Chuo saw it clearly and immediately lifted her skirt and ran over.

"Is the princess okay?" Yan Fengqin suffocated slightly: "Let me see." He grabbed Zhu Yi, who was about to lose his breath, and supported her soft body not to slide down, trying to raise her chin to check her neck.

Zhu Yi slowed down a bit, then shook away from the opponent, leaning on Xiang Zhu Chuo, clutching his neck for a while coughing.

She glanced at Yan Fengqin's hand and really realized how different men and women, especially men and women who practice martial arts, really are. She really thought she would be strangled to death.

Zhu Chuo embraced Zhu Yi, helped her beat her smoothly, and said: "Yi Yi, you... why are you here too." In fact, she already knew that Zhu Yi was eavesdropping. "Is it better?"

Zhu Yi whispered: "I'm fine."

Yan Fengqin stared at the pinch marks on Zhu Yiying's white neck, secretly accusing herself of recklessness. The words spoken were in a deep tone: "The princess is eavesdropping? Does the princess know that eavesdropping is usually silenced."

Both Zhu Yi and Zhu Chuo were taken aback.

Zhu Yi is indeed eavesdropping, Zhu Chuo's recent emotional state is very wrong, she asked the other party, the other party used a pretense that the queen is too tired to be filial piety. Zhu Chuo, who had never had a secret to Zhu Yi, suddenly changed, and Zhu Yi was naturally worried.

However, she hadn't heard anything yet, and she had just moved quietly from the other side of the snowfield, still far away from the two speaking people.

Yan Fengqin has continued: "If we don't want to be silenced, Princess Xizhen must become our own talent."

The two sisters were silent.

Zhu Chuo looked at Yan Fengqin, the man was looking at Zhu Yi, his eyes seemed to swallow Zhu Yi alive.

Zhu Yi buried his head and suddenly raised his head and said: "Achu, you come to the front and wait for me. I have something to say to the son."

What? Zhu Chuo was taken aback. After thinking about it, I did.

Yan Fengqin gazed with interest at Zhu Yi who was about to stay alone to talk to him.

Zhu Yi said: "My son, A Chuo is innocent and your cousin, I hope you don't use her to do things for you, that will put her in danger."

"The princess speaks very tactfully. You think I am unsuccessful in coveting you, so I shifted my goal and want to attack my own cousin?"

Zhu Yi frowned: "How do you understand what other people are saying? What I said clearly told you not to calculate A Chuo and put her in danger."

"In the heart of the princess, I am such a person? If you refuse, go to provoke A Chuo?"

Zhu Yi felt that it was impossible to communicate with Yan Fengqin. She was talking about the same thing, and the man was talking about another. Simply turned around and left.

Yan Fengqin stopped in front of Zhu Yi, smiled, and said: "I know, princess. Even for you, I won't be able to calculate Achao, just don't worry."

Suddenly there was a man's ironic laugh, which was blown away by the wind.

Zhu Yi was taken aback and looked at the source of the laughter. He was actually the prince, standing not far away on a rockery higher than them, looking down at them from a height.

The corner of the prince's mouth evoked a contemptuous smile, and Zhu Yi understood that if the prince speaks at this time, it must be ironic that she is deliberately seducing.

The crown prince's presumptuous gaze saw Zhu Yi from above, from her tiny pointed chin to the exquisite figure hidden in the decline, her desire was scorching, and she made no secret of it.

Yan Fengqin stared at the prince, his palms were tightened into fists.

The prince thought to himself, it seems that several men have reached a consensus, and this girl is the most beautiful trophy. Whoever wins the world is also taken into his arms.

The prince's figure disappeared quickly, Yan Fengqin turned his head and looked at Zhu Yi, the other party's face was completely bloodless, and it seemed that the prince had been terribly frightened.

Zhu Yi didn't speak with Yan Fengqin anymore, and went straight to pull Zhu Chuo away.

At this moment, outside the city, Xie Ying and Rong Ting also received the person they wanted to pick up.

The carriage driver opened the door of the carriage from the outside, and the woman revealed a face as bright as a bright moon, with black-painted apricot-core eyes, and a golden hairpin with a long eye-dropped dragon's eye and pearls inserted on her head diagonally. She was wearing a dark green embroidered five-color silk. Long Claw Chrysanthemum's Tan satin gown, the generous gown makes her look a little leisurely.

Gu Nanci naturally knew the two men in plain clothes who came to ride the horse.

She turned her gaze to Xie Ying on the right and stayed there for a moment. The other party was dressed in a white brocade robe embroidered with jewels and flowers, and she was handsome and handsome, but in this winter, she looked like walking out of a snow cave, so cold. . Gu Nanci knew that the two of them had come to pick her up, and they had to rush back to the palace to take turns to guard the spirit.

The guard Gu Nanci went to Beijing was the girl trained in the women's camp set up by Xie Ying, and immediately went forward to pay respect to the master: "Shizi."

Xie Ying nodded.

"Mr. Gu, hey, we meet again." Rong Ting greeted with a bright smile. Finally looking forward to this woman with extremely high medical skills, Gu Nanci traveled a long distance to Beijing to diagnose and treat Zhu Ning. This kindness is serious enough. Although the other party is more for Xie Ying's sake, he should also treat each other with kindness.

Rong Ting said, "The Nanci girl hasn't seen her for three years, and she has become more beautiful and charming, making people admire her."

"Greasy tune." Gu Nanci's words were cold, he was really ill-tempered, not annoying.

"..." Rong Ting touched his nose and was so reprimanded that he couldn't answer. He turned his head to look at Xie Ying, conveying the message with his eyes--A Ying, your senior sister is still so difficult to get close to, and can only look far away.

Xie Ying returned to Rong Ting with a "you know" smile, and said, "Is Nan Ci all right?"

To the two smiling men, Gu Nanci looked cold. She looked at Xie Ying and said, "Fortunately, how are you in Beijing?"

Xie Ying nodded. Rong Ting was silent for a moment, and Tsk helped Xie Ying to add: "He is fine, he is fine, and his life is better than ever." He blinked at Xie Ying.

If this is meaningful and full of hints, it is natural to ridicule Xie Ying to capture the love of her sweetheart, making it easier than ever.

Xie Ying looked at Rong Ting, raised his lips and smiled lightly, without refuting it.

Gu Nanci paused slightly: "What does it mean to be more moisturized than ever?"

At this moment, I can't talk about Ju Yi rashly. Xie Ying turned around and said, "Settle it first, then talk about it."

Rong Ting said, "Yes, the Nanci girl will go with me to the princess mansion first. I have ordered someone to prepare the room. However, I am afraid that the hospitality will be insufficient these few days. I have to wait for a few days with Ah Ning. To go back to the house from the palace."

Gu Nanci said: "Nothing."

The group went to the princess mansion.

After nightfall, Zhu Yi was sitting at the table drinking a bowl of sweet almond milk, when he was suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind. She smiled and turned to look at Xie Ying who was sitting on the stool behind her: "You are here."

Xie Ying gave a hum and took a look at Zhu Yi's midnight snack.

Zhu Yi used a silver spoon to scoop a spoonful of milk dew, and wanted to feed him, but unexpectedly caught his wrist. Then Xie Ying held Zhu Yi's neck with his palm and kissed her soft lips. Feeling the man's cool tongue slipped into his mouth and plundered, Zhu Yi closed his eyes. The silver spoon also fell to the ground.

Xie Ying left the panting little girl and said with a low smile: "The milk cream in the princess's mouth is more delicious." When Zhu Yi is here, he feels this petite and soft person in his arms, and he is truly relaxed and relieved. .

Xie Ying has always been sharp-eyed, and he looked at Zhu Yi most carefully, and soon his face fell slightly: "What happened to your neck, who pinched it?" He paused and said, "Yan Yu'er?"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yi was wrapped in yarn, he could find it, and he was taken aback.

Seeing Zhu Yi hesitating, Xie Ying let go of her, got up and wanted to leave: "I'm going to find her."

"It's not Yan Yu'er." Zhu Yi quickly grabbed Xie Ying's arm and said: "It's... Yan Fengqin."

Realizing that Xie Ying's breath was frighteningly cold for an instant, he obviously thought Yan Fengqin had used her strong, Zhu Yi hurriedly explained the situation, Xie Ying looked slightly awkward, hugged her again, and slowly said, "Silly girl. Don't do such dangerous things as eavesdropping in the future."

Zhu Yiping lay on the bed, raised her head and asked Xie Ying to apply the ointment to her neck, and asked, "Where did you go when you went out for such a long time today?"

Xie Ying said, "Gu Nanci has arrived in Beijing, and Rong Ting and I will pick her up into the princess mansion."

Zhu Yi was slightly startled, supported the bed and quickly got up, trying to naturally lean against Xie Ying's chest, grasping his front and sniffing carefully. Xie Ying's expression slowly changed, and she squinted at her: "Princess, you want me to take off my clothes so that you can check more carefully and thoroughly?"