Yu Feixiang's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes shone with a strange light. Under the eyes, the wings of the nose are dilated, and a trace of heat comes out of the nostrils. He had long wanted to slap Tang Chunjing in the face, but it was because of repeated warnings from his family that he suppressed the fire in his heart. This time it was ordered by the emperor, no wonder he.

Thinking of this, he arched his hand and replied: "Weichen will definitely live up to the emperor's entrustment." ”

"I don't know how to play chess, and I don't know how to dance. Lan Jing moved two steps and looked at Yu Feixiang and smiled.

"It's better than your calligraphy and painting..."

Before Yu Feixiang finished speaking, Ji Yunfeng hugged him and laughed: "Yu Feixiang, your kid's courage is commendable, even Master Shi wants to ask Xiaojing to accept him as an apprentice, and you actually want to compete with him." ”

Ji Yunfeng, who had drunk too much, was slurred and his words were vague, but it didn't prevent everyone from still understanding his words.

Everyone's eyes focused on Lan Jing, and they had a guess in their hearts, but they didn't dare to be sure, just waiting for the protagonist to make a clear statement.

Yu Feixiang frowned, he was closest to Ji Yunfeng, so he heard it most clearly, thinking of the rumors that Master Shi wanted to worship Tang Bohu as his teacher recently, he trembled in his heart, and felt a feeling of disbelief.

"It turns out that Lord Tang's character is Bohu, no wonder the officials have no eyes, it's that Lord Tang hides too deeply. Yu Qingyu arched his hand.

Lan Jing glanced at Ji Yunfeng, turned to face Yu Qingyu and said with a smile: "Lord Yu said that he was laughing." ”

"Jing'er, come and talk to the mourning family, are you really that Tang Bohu?" The Queen Mother waved her hand gently, with a slight smile on her face, her eyes gentle and loving.

Lan Jing walked up quickly, her face was a little embarrassed, when they wanted to look for Tang Bohu before, she was obviously at the scene but didn't say anything, and now that she was exposed, she didn't know how to explain.

"I'm sorry, before..." Before Lan Jing finished speaking, the Queen Mother interrupted, she glanced at Lan Jing with disgust, and said, "I'm sorry what? It's your freedom to say it or not, so you don't like to tell them, what can they do?"

"Yes, the queen mother is right, you child, you are too modest, you don't like to show off. The queen suddenly took over the conversation, and Lan Jing was even more embarrassed.

The competition ended here, although there were still many ladies who wanted to perform, but the Queen Mother chatted with Lan Jing, and no one called for the next performance, and the attendants didn't dare to call the shots.

After the banquet was over, Lan Jing stepped out of the Xianghe Palace, and was immediately surrounded by the sons of the family, and everyone's plan was to invite her out, and then let her perform in public.

Lan Jing saw that everyone was full of interest, and thought that they had donated money before, and it was because of their money that some of her plans in the later period would go so smoothly, so she nodded and agreed.

Everyone went out of the palace gate, went directly to the Ronghua Restaurant, chanted poems and painted pairs, this noisy, and played to the end of the time.

For the children of the family who usually play every day, this hour is still early, but for Lan Jing, who got up early to go to court, she can't hold up her eyelids.

Qu Anguo donated Lan Jing to Lin Chu to treat him and help him cure his congenital deficiency disease, so he has always regarded Lan Jing and Lin Chu as benefactors in his heart.

Now, seeing that Lan Jing's eyelids were fighting with sleepiness, he hurriedly said loudly: "Lord Tang, if you are sleepy, please go back first, they are all playing late." ”

Lan Jing glanced at the people who were on the rise, and smiled bitterly, it was not that she didn't want to go back, but Lin Chu, who went to clean up the house first, hadn't come back to pick her up. If she doesn't pick her up, how can she go back? It's not good for someone to send her to Yangliu Hutong.

Qin Tongxin came over and just happened to hear this, and then looked at Lan Jing's tired face, and hurriedly said: "Xiaojing is tired, you have to go back first, you can play." ”

Only then did everyone stop and look at Lan Jing, Lan Jing stood up with a smile, and said, "I got up too early today and is really tired now, which disturbs everyone's interest, I will treat you another day, and everyone will have a good time." ”

"Okay, good~"

In the cheers of everyone, Lan Jing went downstairs, Ma Qi's carriage also happened to arrive, Lin Chu stuck his head out of the carriage, looked at Lan Jing and said, "Xiao Jing, I'm late." ”

Lan Jing handed him his hand, got into the carriage with his help, and as soon as he sat down, Lin Chu put it in her ear and said, "When I went back, someone followed me, and then Uncle Ma took a lot of detours to dump people." ”

"Is the house cleaned up?" Lan Jing asked.

Lin Chu shook his head, "The bedding is moldy, and the shops on the street are not open." ”

"It's just that I can't live anymore. Lan Jing lowered her eyes, a little disappointed in her heart, she didn't want to go back so soon to face the strange eyes of the people in the mansion.

After thinking about it, he sighed, and muttered: "Forget it, go back to the eldest princess's mansion, sooner or later you will have to face it." ”

"What?" Lin Chu asked. Lan Jing's voice was a little small, and the wind outside was loud, so he couldn't hear it clearly.

Lan Jing raised a smile and said, "I said, go back to the Eldest Princess's Mansion." ”

Lin Chu stretched out his hand to hold Lan Jing's hand, guided her to look outside, and said softly: "Even if you have a place to live, you have to go back to the Eldest Princess's Mansion, there are many guards in the mansion, and the walls are also high." ”

Lan Jing looked in the direction of Lin Chu's finger, and her brows couldn't help frowning, it stands to reason that Qu Chongyi and Sun Youcai, who wanted Tang Lin and Tang Chunjing's lives, were already dead, and no one should be looking for her. Why would someone stalk her?

What is the purpose? I want to find her handle? But her existence has not hindered anyone, even a few princes, and she has no enthusiasm anywhere, it is all nodding friendship, she should not be the target of others.

Could it be the fine work of the Northern Desert? The stake that was played in Daqing before, and now you want to deal with her?

"I can't leave a single step, I know?" Lin Chu said, holding Lan Jing in his arms and resting his head on her shoulder.

Lan Jing hummed softly, her mind kept thinking about who was following her and how she was going to deal with the situation like this.

Back at the Eldest Princess's Mansion, the masters in the mansion had already rested, and Lan Jing saw that Che Daming in the stable was still very enthusiastic about calling her the son, so she guessed that Tang Lin had not yet announced Tang Chunjing's identity.

Although it was not announced, the person must be in the house, so where does she live?

After thinking about it again and again, she finally decided to go back to Anshou Yuan first, and her things were still in Anshou Yuan.

Seeing Lan Jing, Qingzhu hurriedly led the maids to fetch water and wash her, go to supper, make a bed to warm the bed, and place a brazier.

Lan Jing looked at the busy maids and said with a smile: "Thank you, let's go down and rest when you're done." ”

"Yes, son. The maids answered, and went on with their work.

Qingzhu waited for Lan Jing to sit down and stood in front of her, and said, "Shizi, the wooden box slave in the courtyard has been put in the warehouse." ”

Lan Jing stopped the spoon of the soup, looked up at Qingzhu, thought for a while, and said, "You will find someone to help you get out all the things in the wooden box tomorrow, and the names of the things are pasted on them, and you ask Aunt Man Dong to send the things out according to the names on them." ”