Although the maple leaves outside the city are not seen, but the chrysanthemums in the autumn forest garden are blooming, and several green chrysanthemums are relatively rare. The emperor asked Cao Guifei to post a message to each family and invited ministers to come Chrysanthemum.

    Because of Xue's treason case, the people of Chang'an panicked, lest the Xue family's army would attack Chang'an one day, burn, kill and loot.

    Although the aristocratic families are not like this, they were also frightened by the battle of Lantian half a month ago, and the movement of people being raided every day these days, and they all huddled in their own homes, lest they attract the emperor's eyes.

    Although the Xue family fled to Nanyang, there were 100,000 horses at hand, which belonged to the emperor's henchmen. But this time, he narrowly won, and the knife hanging above his head was finally gone, and the emperor was in a good mood.

    This flower viewing banquet is to appease the Chang'an family and people, and the emperor also wants to celebrate.

    Jiang Wan sat on the stool with her chin propped up, holding the invitation card in her hand, sighed and said, "I heard that Concubine Rou has been loved by His Majesty very much recently, I am afraid that this flower viewing banquet, she Take the opportunity to trouble me again."

    Although Concubine Rou's entry into the palace was not her own hand, it was a good thing done by a bad embryo like Zhong Lizhao, but she always felt that Concubine Rou would definitely remember this matter on her head.

    Zhong Lizhao stood at the desk to write, just after writing the last word, he heard the words put down the brush and said: "Didn't this king give you Liu Yu and Liu Lan? Then you just need to let They don't leave an inch, just don't follow the path."

    "As for the embarrassment on the bright side, she doesn't dare." He said disdainfully.

    Jiang Wan held the invitation card between her slender fingers and glanced at him lazily, "Hey, what a bad boy!"

    Zhong Lizhao raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't the princess impatient?"

    "How dare you? Your Highness is the most beautiful man in Liang. Could you please stop comparing yourself."

    Zhong Lizhao glanced at her, took a piece of rice paper and put it on the desk, changed a few thinner brushes, and said, "Why do you say this?"

    "Isn't it because I embroidered a purse for Zhao Xiuran that Your Highness asked me to make you clothes and a purse?" Jiang Wan said righteously: "Comparing is a bad trend, Your Highness, you not like this!"

    "What about the king?" Zhong Lizhao slowly wrote on the rice paper.

    Jiang Wan sat up straight and said with a smile: "I'll just make a purse for His Highness. As for the clothes, let the maid in the sewing room do it!"

    The ghost knows how he knows, so he embroidered a purse for Zhao Xiuran. When he came back from outside yesterday, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked himself to give him some clothes and a purse.

    I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't understand why. Later, I secretly asked Wei Yan, only to find out that he personally went to Yangliu Hutong, gave Liuyin to Zhao Xiuran, and gave her Fifty taels of silver will be returned.

    Her female celebrity is ordinary, she can only simply be a purse or the like, as for making clothes, it is beyond her ability.

    I remember that two or three months ago, I made a middle coat for him, and it turned out that one sleeve was long and the other was short. I thought that he would not ask himself to make clothes again, but who knew that Zhao Xiuran would even dare to ask him to make clothes after being provoked by Zhao Xiuran.

    Zhong Lizhao shook his head, raised his head with a smile and said, "This king likes to compare."

    “…”

    Jiang Wan looked at this rogue, and said angrily: "Your Highness, you are not naive, you are so old, and you love to compare with others just like a child."

    Zhong Lizhao answered earnestly: "This king has just reached the crown, you know the princess, why do you have to ask again?"

    "Anyway, I don't do it, my hand has been stabbed several times, and you are not distressed, Your Highness." She stretched out her white and tender fingers and asked him to look at her hand. the eye of the needle.

    Zhong Lizhao paused, not knowing whether he saw it or not, and compromised: "Then I won't make clothes, but purses and socks must be made."

    All of a sudden, there are no shoes and clothes, only a purse and socks are left, Jiang Wan nodded happily. "Don't worry, Your Highness, I promise to do it for you."

    Although she is not very popular as a girl, she is still very good at making the purse, but in one afternoon, she made the purse.

    The purse is relatively simple and pure, the color is azurite, and only a kitten is embroidered with silver thread on it, and there is nothing else, so it is done quickly.

    "Your Highness, the purse is ready~" Jiang Wan held her purse and approached Zhong Lizhao as if asking for credit.

      .

    Zhong Lizhao changed another pen, dipped in paint to color her skirt, and said in a casual tone, "I have nothing to do, just to see if my painting skills have deteriorated."

      light eyes.

    "Thank you, Your Highness, I like it very much." She held her face and laughed.

     

    "Why is it embroidered with a cat?" Seeing the pattern embroidered on it, he frowned.

    Jiang Wan didn't know anything, she said happily: "Yes, I don't know what to embroider on it, I just saw Snowball passing by the door, so I embroidered it on it."

    "It's ugly."

    She stared at her apricot eyes, "What are you talking about, Your Highness?"

    "This king said that the cat was too ugly." Zhong Lizhao took the purse from her hand, and said in disgust.

    It didn't mean that the purse he made was ugly, Jiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief.

     

    “…”

    Zhong Lizhao rubbed his forehead and sighed while looking at the purse in his hand.

    As long as there is that cat, her princess will never be her own. Her heart is fraternity.

    After two days, Concubine Cao invited them to enjoy the flowers in Qiulinyuan.

    The early morning of autumn was very cool, Jiang Wan yawned after having breakfast, and was pulled into the carriage by Zhong Lizhao.

     

     

    The carriage was halfway through, and suddenly stopped, Jiang Wan's body suddenly fell to the side, but fortunately, Zhong Lizhao was quick-witted and protected her head with his hands in time.

    "Your Highness, what's the matter?" Jiang Wan was frightened, rubbed her eyes and asked.

    "It's okay, you continue to sleep." Zhong Lizhao opened the curtain expressionlessly and glanced at her, patted her thin shoulder.

    "Your Highness, I beg you to spare the grass people!" The two people outside were Zhao Xiuran's friends, Wang Ziran and Li Qian.

    I thought that fifty slaps that day would be enough to humiliate, but I didn't expect King Jing's means to be far more than that. Li Qian was truly dumbfounded.

    The two were originally at the bottom of the top two. Because the family had no money or power, they followed Zhao Xiuran all day, hoping to rely on Zhao Xiuran to ask the King of Jin to find an errand for himself.

    Who knew that King Jin would suddenly fall, and Zhao Xiuran had no hope.

    They were planning to find another way out, but they accidentally learned that Zhao Xiuran not only hooked up with the daughter of Jin Wangfu, but also had a close relationship with Princess Jing. With the handle of the two, I am not afraid that they will not help me.

    Who would have known it would be so unlucky to be met by King Jing.

    Prince Ran covered his eyes and cried bitterly: "His Royal Highness, Caomin has been studying hard for 20 years. You can't relinquish Caomin's fame for personal hatred!"

    "Yes, Your Highness, the private meeting between Princess Jing and that Zhao Xiuran..." Before Li Qian finished speaking, his head was smashed by the quilt thrown from the carriage.

    "Nonsense, ruin the reputation of the princess, and send them to Jingzhao Yin." Zhong Lizhao's voice was indifferent.

    "His Royal Highness King Jing, you can't do this!" Li Qian said hoarsely: "We have all promised you, can't you let us go without telling the affair between Princess Jing and Zhao Xiuran? "

    Jiang Wan opened her eyes, her sleepiness was gone, she stared coldly at the people who were disgracing her reputation outside, trembling with anger.

    This Li Qian stopped their carriage in the street, and deliberately said these words to mislead the people, obviously deliberately smearing his own reputation.

    Who is behind him and who hates himself so much?

    "Don't be angry." Zhong Lizhao took the man into his arms, and said warmly, "Give it to this king, and you stay in the carriage."

    Jiang Wan glanced at him and nodded hesitantly.

    Zhong Lizhao narrowed his eyes, got off the carriage with a cold face, and walked slowly to Li Qian and Wang Ziran.

    He didn't speak, just looked at the two of them quietly.

    An invisible pressure enveloped the two of them, Li Qian covered his head, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

    "Who asked you to come?" Zhong Lizhao said indifferently.

    The prince said: "There is no one, we want to come."

    "Huh." Zhong Lizhao sneered and kicked him on the shoulder, "It's too late to tell the truth now, it won't be so easy for this king to let you go later. ."

    Prince rolled over on the ground, lay on the ground in embarrassment, gritted his teeth and insisted: "Don't Your Highness King Jing care? Princess Jing brought you a green hat, you can bear it ."

     

    "Even if the person behind you gives you a favor, you have to live to enjoy it, don't you?"

     A trace of panic flashed in Li Qian's eyes, "Caomin doesn't understand what you are talking about."

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