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"Miss...... Take it easy...... Slow down!" Zique watched the guard chief's hand tightly press the cross-knife at his waist, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, carefully gave Ran Ziwan a look, and looked nervously at Ran Ziwei Na pretending. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Lord Guard...... Your knife can be pressed carefully!"

“…… Is Your Highness all right?" the chief guard was stunned for a moment, and then took his hand away from his waist. Sweat was dripping down, and between the hairs, he fell to his knees nervously. If Ran Ziwan escaped, his sin would be dereliction of duty, and the outcome could be imagined. If Ran Ziwan fell from the bamboo and was seriously injured, then even if he was not derelict in his duties, he would not be able to escape death. Even if Yide Palace indulges himself, the little prince outside the palace will not let him go. Yesterday, he had just received the order to change the guard from Yide Palace, and he was picked up by Xuan Ge's hidden guard and went to the wilderness to give a lecture. That wilderness was nowhere else, but a mass grave in the west of the city. Until now, when I think of the night breeze in the field, the bones are heavy, and the sweat pores of the chief of the guard are still wide and cold. "Dereliction of duty by subordinates......"

"It's okay......" Ran Ziwan patted the bamboo in front of him for fear that the world would not be chaotic, and pushed Zique: "Zique, next time you find a few more sheets, this princess will definitely be able to climb out with the help of these bamboos!" Zique, you go back to the house and find a few more futons...... Next time Miss Ben falls from the tree, it won't be so scary!"

"Her Royal Highness Princess...... Forgive ......!" the chief of the guard weighed the prestige of Yide Palace while thinking about the advice that Xuan Ge had given him secretly yesterday. He didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Ran Ziwan, let alone disobey the will of the Empress Dowager of Yide Palace. Then he looked at the green bamboo in Ran Ziweina's hand, and then he had a flash of inspiration, and the bamboo was gone...... Isn't this princess unable to climb: "Come on, cut down these green bamboos." None of them will be left!"

The "......" soldier claimed to be yes and expelled the crowd outside the courtyard. There was a sound of felling, and there was not a single green bamboo left in the courtyard, leaving only a lone hundred-year-old pear far away from the palace wall to stand in the center of the courtyard.

“…… It's a pity that this bamboo has been around for a hundred years. Seeing that the green bamboos in the courtyard were cut down one by one, Ran Ziwan was very dissatisfied on his face, but he chuckled indifferently in his heart, and winked at Zique in a low voice: "Isn't there a sword now......?" I said, "Cut them all into sections." Purple ...... You go and tell them how to cut it!"

"Okay...... Miss!" Zique Le ran to the soldiers in front of him and began to point fingers.

“…… Your Highness, this is ......" The chief guard suddenly felt that he seemed to be a little confused, and looked at his subordinates being instructed by a little girl to cut the bamboo into tubes of different sizes, frowning slightly.

"And that one...... It's going to be longer!" Zique remembered that his master had said that he wanted to use bamboo as a utensil, and he was worried about not having a sword before...... It's good now, the young lady climbed over the wall and climbed a bamboo, and this group of soldiers will cut down the green bamboo in a yard. "Oops...... It's good to keep this shorter, and it's good to scream at the cup...... By the way, it's just a cup for drinking water!"

"Your Highness......" The chief guard looked at the scattered bamboo tubes on the ground, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, extremely unsteady.

"Hmm...... Enough is enough!" Ran Ziwan smiled, and that smile seemed to be as bright as the morning sun, which made the soldiers present slightly stunned and lowered their heads in shame. "Zique is not thankful for the guard's brother...... The edge of the sword!"

"Thank you for the sword advantage of the guard...... Zique Baba saluted, and winked at the somewhat stupid Royal Forest soldier in the corner, looking delicate and good-looking.

"......" The head of the guard watched Zique pick up the bamboo tubes of different sizes on the ground little by little, and suddenly felt that the chief of the guard of the forbidden army was used as a firewood chopper in the firewood room, and his heart was a little depressed.

"100 Years of Green Bamboo...... It's a pity......" Ran Ziwan sighed slightly, and tapped his index finger lightly.

“…… His Royal Highness's safety is more important than Mount Tai, even if it is ...... Lao Zhu is rare, and it is not more important than His Highness's safety!" The burly body of the chief guard knelt down, as if the person standing in front of him was not Princess Yide, who had just been conferred, but his aunt and grandmother who had been lost in his last few lives. The knot in his heart but nowhere to vent, the voice of the chief guard after marriage was full of stubbornness, looking at the green bamboo in the courtyard full of fireworks, he really didn't want to keep any of them. "Keep chopping ......"

"Ahem...... Brother Guard, in fact, you can cut down the few on the side of the palace wall!" Ran Ziwan suddenly closed her eyes, thinking of the green bamboo on the bank of the river, and the Xuan Song standing under the Qingzhu River...... Ran Ziwan sniffed and reminded him kindly: "Say it again...... These few are enough, and it won't be good to poison the creatures again......"

"Your Highness has mercy...... Your Highness is merciful, what to see...... Then cut!" The head of the guard humbly greeted Ran Ziwan's words, and his words were not disobeyed, but the order was- continue to cut.

"I heard that the green bamboo in this courtyard was planted by the ancestor emperor a hundred years ago......! Tut-tut...... "Ran Ziwan touched his chin and began to talk nonsense, looking extremely serious, so serious that even Zique believed it.

When Ran Zi's words fell, the hand holding the sword, which obviously felt that the soldier who was chopping bamboo, suddenly stopped, and some even fell to the ground. "If this is ...... The sin is punished, and the nine clans are ...... I'm afraid it's not enough!"

"Will ...... Checkmate...... Subordinate chop or ...... Don't you cut it?" a few soldiers stopped their movements and looked at the chief of the guard timidly.

"Forget it...... the head of the guard waved his hand irritably, looking at his aunt and grandmother, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Let's get here!

"Purple Que...... Send the chief of the guard!" Ran Ziwan deliberately called the chief of the guard one by one, and the last sound was so frightened that the chief of the guard, who was striding forward, climbed on the threshold of the outer door carelessly.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness Princess......" The chief guard got up, quickly bowed deeply to the beautiful shadow in the distance, and climbed out after getting up.

"Miss...... The slave maid will bring you some hot water...... Well, just use this!" After the group left, Zique secretly admired Ran Ziwan again.

"That...... You have to bake it with fire before you can use it!" Ran Ziwan shook his head, remembering Xuan Geyun's palm...... Then he waved his hand helplessly at Zique.

"Wow......" Zique responded, curiously holding the bamboo tube and thinking about how to bake. (To be continued.) )