Early the next morning, Jun He received a letter from the palace.

The letter was written by one of her maids, she trusted this maid very much, almost half of her cronies, so I didn't bring her this time, but I felt that this girl was not stable enough, and her personality was a little brave and unscrupulous, and I was afraid that she would be taught badly in the palace because she was too young.

The little maid won her favor, so she also learned to write for a few days, although the handwriting of this letter is childish, but it is also concise and to the point.

There is only one theme - Junbei lives in Wutong Temple.

King Junbei Feng Ning'an was very sudden, there was no suitable palace for a while, naturally he lived in the Eagle Falcon Palace, according to the description of the little maid, he walked around the palace, and finally took a fancy to the Wutong Courtyard.

The prince and the princess did not refuse very resolutely, so he pretended not to see the embarrassment on everyone's faces, and moved in very consciously.

Jun He pinched the fingertips of the letter paper slightly, and his joints were a little blue.

Wutong Courtyard has become a holy place in her heart, this King Ning'an who appeared out of nowhere, the background is very suspicious, there is a high probability that he is still the emperor's person, and at this time, he will come to rob Wutong Courtyard with Jun Feng!

———

Lan House.

Lan Xueqian was dressed in tight black, her right hand was wrapped in layers of bandages, and the gun was held in her left hand, and she had been practicing for a long time.

The maid next to her had already prepared towels and tea, and persuaded from time to time: "Miss, you have been practicing for two hours, let's take a rest, don't get tired." ”

Lan Xueqian turned a deaf ear.

She knew that her right hand had been scrapped, and her chopsticks could not hold steadily, and if she wanted to pick up the spear again, she had to work harder than usual.

What's more, she couldn't find anything else besides practicing martial arts.

That day, she broke off her friendship with Jun Wu very decisively, in fact, every time she thought about it, it was a tingling in her heart.

She had to have something to do so that she didn't think about Junwu.

At this moment, another servant came to report that the eldest son of the Eagle Falcon King had arrived.

Lan Xueqian frowned.

It's been so long, and it's the first time Junwu has come to her.

These days, she has been recuperating in the house and has never gone out for half a step, but what happened in Beijing is still heard.

For example, the recent King Junbei of Ning'an, anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is very favored by the saints, and even bypassed Junwu, who was raised by himself and was the eldest son, to crown him a county king.

So now Jun Wu's situation is actually very embarrassing.

There is no martial arts that can be used to support him, and there is another brother who is extremely competitive.

Maybe you really need a place to spew bitterness, right?

He chose himself at this time, and Lan Xueqian didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

If it was in the past, she would have been very happy, or in the past, even if Jun Wu looked at her more and smiled at her, she would be very happy.

"Go and tell him, 'I have rested, and I am not seeing you.'" Lan Xueqian was silent for a moment and spoke.

If you can't sort out the entanglement between the two, the best way is to die of old age and never see each other again.

The little guy answered.

Lan Xueqian wiped the sweat on her face with a towel and continued to wave it, but there were a few mistakes in a short time.

———

The lobby of Lan Mansion.

Jun Wu sat at the bottom, and on the Taishi chair was the general Lan Ling.

Lan Ling was born as a military general, and he has always been very satisfied with Junwu being his son-in-law, until Su Qing's affair happened.

If it weren't for his identity as a general, he would have wanted to beat the young man in front of him directly.

Lan Xueqian didn't want to see each other, which was also expected, and Jun Wu smiled bitterly in her heart.

"In that case, the eldest prince should please go back. Lan Ling said in a deep voice.

Jun Wu got up, but he was not in a hurry to leave.

"General Lan, Jun Wu came this time to propose to Miss Lan. ”

"Isn't the eldest prince teasing the old man?" Lan Ling's voice became loud, he was the one who wanted to withdraw from the marriage, and he was the one who crippled Xue Qian, and now he was going to propose marriage again?

Even the golden branches and jade leaves of the dragon and the phoenix grandson are too bullying.

Jun Wu lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down.

"General Lan, what happened before was all my fault, but my feelings for Xue Qian are true, and even I only found out recently. He said he felt sarcastic, too.

———

Eagle Falcon Palace.

Oki-in.

Jun Bei slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, and last night he had ordered someone to clean up the dust, and he was not used to being served, so he sent all the people sent by the prince back.

He uncovered the white cloth on the furniture one by one, revealing the original appearance of the Sycamore Temple.

Obviously, although the previous owner's residence here is simple and elegant, it is unusually smelly and beautiful.

All kinds of silk satin are not only good in texture, but also very bright colors, and occasionally a black garment is black and dazzling.

As for the hairpins of all colors, it is even more dazzling.

It is said that Pan An, the third son of the palace, is reincarnated, his face is like a spring flower, and his demeanor is beautiful, and he seems to be really worthy of his reputation.

Jun Bei smiled, sat down in front of the dressing mirror, found a small decoration and pressed it lightly, and a dark grid popped up.

There is no treasure and secret weapon, and there is no martial arts secret, it is just a small wine jar.

Find a cup for yourself, he slapped open the mud seal, and then a maid came to report that the second lady was coming.

Jun Bei frowned and put the small wine jar back in its place.

"Please. ”

"King Ning'an is really good Yaxing, and the great king's mansion has chosen such a place. Jun He stepped in, there was no greeting, he didn't even bother to smirk, he went straight to the point and came to find trouble.

"Thanks to the love of the county lord, I like it very much. Jun Bei smiled lightly.

———

Maritime.

It was the first time Bai Youzi had seen such a blue sea, such a big ship, cloudless, and the sea and sky were the same.

Everything was so new to her.

Mingjie stood beside her, looking at her face with surprise, and felt very satisfied.

"We will stay at sea for half a year," he said, "and when we return to Beijing in half a year, you will be the queen's mother." ”

Bai Youzi's eyes widened in surprise.

She knew that Mingjie was not an ordinary person, and she knew what he was doing.

Even vaguely knew that his goal was the throne.

But he never thought that he could really achieve his goal.

"Then the emperor ......" she couldn't help asking, as soon as she opened her mouth, she knew that she had asked a very stupid question, so she hurriedly stopped and forcibly pulled the topic away, "Aren't the emperors all from the three palaces and six courts?"

Ming Jie looked at her handsome face, and felt more and more that she was his early death lover Lan Xuan.

"You are the queen, the entire harem is yours, whoever I want to choose to enter the palace, I will listen to your approval, if you don't like any of them, I don't want a concubine." Ming Jie said it lightly, he never understood why to be the emperor must have three palaces and six courts, and marry a girl of the same age as the flower, but it turned out to be only used to continue the heir.