"You are the princess of the great Yinyan! Ling Xiang laughed narrowly, "You want to dispose of the slave and maid, and you seduced the slave and maid's ex-husband, the slave and the maid hate it, but you also know that the appearance of the Murong family is one in a million, and the princess is born with the appearance of the country and the city, if you want to choose a son-in-law, I am afraid that men from all over the world will flock to it, why is there no hero who does not love the country and loves the beauty?"

Ling Makeup's sycophant was just right, not to mention that the self-deprecating kung fu also arrived at home, Princess Yijing actually broke into tears and laughed: "This palace is considered to have seen it, how can there be a woman like you in the world, it's no wonder that you are from a merchant!"

"There's nothing wrong with being a merchant, at least the slaves and maids don't have to worry about food and clothing, and they have more knowledge than the women locked in the boudoir. The slave maid heard that in the past, the Xianbei daughter held the door and sang 'Lang is in the ten-story building, and the woman is in the nine-fold pavilion.' Lang is not a yellow harrier, how can he get a sparrow in the clouds?', it can be seen that he admires the fierce eagle harrier, how can he learn that our Han family daughter is weak! ”

Princess Yijing looked disgusted: "You are quite thick-skinned." ”

Ling Xiang smiled, and said in her heart Which daughter doesn't love heroes, I don't believe that you are an alternative, princess.

"But it makes sense, it wins my heart!" Princess Yijing suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, as if she had instantly recovered the Xianbei daughter's Tong Da, "Why don't I ask the imperial brother to ask you to come, and you will be on an errand in Dechang Palace in the future." ”

Ling Xiang was stunned for a moment, no matter what, compared to Princess Yijing, the crown prince would definitely prefer to stay in the East Palace.

"Why? I don't want to!" Princess Yijing raised her eyebrows, and immediately turned her face.

Ling Xiang hurriedly said: "Where, the princess raises love." It's too late for slaves and maids to like it, but as a slave, loyalty is the supreme thing. If the princess goes directly to ask for someone, the prince still thinks that the slave and maid climb the high branches, which is very inappropriate, does the princess think so?"

Compared with the crown prince, it can also be called a high branch. Princess Yijing was naturally happy, and said angrily: "Flim tongue!" and asked, "You say." How should the main hall house Su Jinhong?"

In fact, the queen cut off Su Jinhong's life, this move really worked, the princess has actually resigned herself to her fate, but in the end, she is just hypocritical for her lost "love".

Ling Xiang looked earnest: "The princess will leave him in the palace again." Naturally inappropriate. Now the king of Tongling County and the king of Lujiang County are his uncles, and they are in other provinces, and there are eunuchs in the palace, so why not let him go to the palace of other provinces, and have a place to settle down. I won't be ridiculed for staying in Beijing. ”

Princess Yijing's eyes lit up, and she instantly felt that Ling Makeup was dexterous and obedient. This arrangement, even if she is worthy of Su Jinhong, she doesn't have to poke under her nose to feel uncomfortable.

Ling Xiang saw that she listened to the persuasion, and finally helped Su Jinhong find a place to settle down, and breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't like to wear a mask to be a man, she really couldn't get those tricks in the palace, just after a while, she felt physically and mentally exhausted, so she said: "Princess, it's cold here, it's not appropriate to stay for a long time, you better go back to the pavilion, otherwise the Pope Mother knows that the slave and maid will be to blame." ”

Princess Yijing relieved her troubles, but also listened to persuasion.

Seeing the princess nodding, Ling Xiang hurriedly high-fived her to summon the servant, and after sending off the princess, she stood alone in the middle of the pond and the dry lotus, afraid for a while.

The palace is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, ordinary powerful families, at least they don't dare to kill people at will, the title of the female secretary is okay to bluff the people, but in the harem, she is just a slave, and the queen, concubine, and princess can kill her if she comes to any one.

Today is a fluke, perhaps because King Zhao has always been obscure, quite restrictive to his children, and has never developed a very domineering temperament.

Ling Xiang clenched his fists, straightened his spine and walked back, suddenly realizing that in order to survive in the palace, it may not be useful to be low-key and careful, the lower the status, the less valuable life is......

But even if you mix to the highest level of female officials, the masters also tell you to live when you are born and die to die, if you want to be comfortable and comfortable, in addition to leaving, there is only one way to become a master.

The Yin Palace is a big place, Ling Makeup is muddy and can't tell the path, the cold wind blows on the face, and the wound scratched by the princess hurts hotly. After walking for more than half an hour, I asked the palace people many times before I met a few eunuchs on the road leading to the Tongxun Gate.

It was Sun Chuli's apprentice Ma Liugui who took the lead, and when he saw her three steps and two steps, he rushed up to support her and shouted: "Oh, Ling Si Vulture, but I'm in a hurry, where have you been for most of the day? The master wants to personally drive to the Dechang Palace to ask for the guilt, and Lord Shangguan is stopping her inside! ”

Ling Xiang didn't expect anyone to look for her at all, but when she heard this, her heart suddenly warmed: "Princess Yijing summoned me, is there no one to go back to His Highness for me?"

Ma Liugui sighed: "Where do those stunned young people know the priorities, not to mention that His Royal Highness listens to the master's lecture in the study, they will only wait, if it is not for the prince to ask in person, I am afraid that I will not know that you have returned to the palace at this time." ”

Ling Xiang laughed: "The place where the princess summoned is a little farther away, and it was my fault that I didn't have time to reply to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." ”

Ma Liugui wiped the sweat on his head and said: "You still have to explain to Your Highness, the slave and maid are a little worried when they look at the thunder and anger, in the end, they are going to provoke the princess for you, and you are the one who is in trouble." ”

Listening to the tone, the crown prince should have sent someone to Dechang Palace, Ling Xiang didn't notice that Ma Liugui humbly called her a slave, thanked her, walked quickly, entered the training gate, and even trotted towards Hanzhang Hall with his skirt.

Before she climbed the steps in front of the hall, she had seen a young man with a long jade body standing at the end of the white marble steps of the flying dragon and phoenix, flying in the wind with a light coat and hunting, like a god on the clouds of the nine heavens, but it was not a firework that did not eat the world, and the anxious color was obvious on the handsome and helpless face.

Seeing this scene from afar, Ling Xiang's heart moved, and in an instant, his steps slowed down, his throat was inexplicably choked, and his breathing seemed to be held in his chest.

She stepped up the steps, still courteous in a trance.

Shangguan You breathed a sigh of relief and silently retreated to the side.

Rong Xijue lifted her up, and her ice blue eyes exuded irrepressible anger: "Who hurt her?"

The cold wind blew people, Ling Makeup forgot the pain, but his brain gradually returned to clarity.

There is a good opportunity in front of him, and pleasing him is the easiest way to survive.

In fact, there is no need to deliberately present, at this time, her clear autumn waves are also covered with tears, the flawless jade face has red palm prints, there are scratches on the cheeks and neck, although the blood has dried up, it is shocking.

Rong Xijue stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

Pressed against the young man's solid chest, he was heard humming, "No matter who hurts you, I will not spare you." Ling Makeup let her emotions collapse, but she just didn't speak.

His arms were strong and powerful, and there was a crisp sweet fragrance, which made her a little uncontrollable indulging, she unconsciously sniffed this unique breath, but repeatedly warned herself in her heart, "All this definitely does not belong to you, don't lose your eyes." ”

"You won't say, is it Yijing?" (To be continued.) )