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The face is like a crown of jade, which is shocking, even if it is standing there quietly, it also gives birth to a cold and outstanding, and it is blasphemy to look at it more. The black eyes were as deep as a pool of ancient springs, and when he looked at those eyes, he was weak and couldn't take a step.

Is this man an immortal? Li Chengcheng was timid and did not leave, for fear of disturbing this person.

"Come here." The languid voice sounded again.

With such an outstanding demeanor, it is difficult for someone not to fall in love with him at first sight.

As if he had been dementored, Li Chengcheng obediently obeyed his words, and watched blankly as King Jin grabbed her wrist.

The hands were slender and powerful, with distinct joints, and the palms were slightly cool. King Jin didn't know where to take out a woodcarved medicine box, and carefully touched the swollen wrist that had just been scratched by Pan Yao, the ointment was cool, eliminating a lot of burning sensation.

"Alright." Li Qingcheng realized that the gods were smearing her with medicine just now, and his heart was ape.

"Are you a god?" Li Qingcheng took advantage of the wide clothes and pinched his palm hard, it really hurt.

"I'm Emperor Zijin."

Di Zijin didn't expect her to ask like this, hooking her lips and smiling. The other women couldn't take a step when they saw him, but they didn't expect someone to be such a stupid girl.

Emperor Zijin, the seventh son of the emperor, three years old can be Wen and five years old can be martial, seven years old to be crowned king, with a "prodigy" born he seems not to be favored, the emperor does not treat him very much, and he has been sick since his mother's womb, has not been well conditioned, it is said that he will not live to be twenty-one years old.

Li Qingcheng thought about the gossip he heard, Emperor Zijin, such a fairy-like character, really can't live past the age of twenty-one.

I don't know why, when Li Qingcheng thought of this, he felt sad and felt very stuffy in his chest.

"Why did you save me?"

"Well, he's blocking my view." Emperor Zijin joked slightly.

How can anyone look at the scenery and look at the rockery......

"Pan Yao won't give up if he doesn't achieve his goal." Emperor Zijin's voice sounded faintly above his head, "Even if you are a guest of Emperor Zilin, you may not have such good luck next time." ”

Li Qingcheng only remembered this stubble, Pan Yao, the more he resisted, the more he could arouse his desire to conquer, which was a good proof just now.

Pan Yao has a sister who is a concubine, and a father who is the Marquis of Yong'an, he is the only son in the family, and the affairs of the Marquis of Yong'an follow him, and he has never suffered a loss. I gave him such a big stumbling block today, and I offended him fiercely.

Li Qingcheng opened his innocent eyes and said kindly: "His Royal Highness King Jin, since you saved me just now, I'm afraid that Pan Yao will also hold a grudge against you." But you are a prince, he doesn't dare to do anything to you. In this case, it is better for you to be a good person to the end and send the Buddha to the west. ”

"Oh-" Emperor Zijin pulled a playful long voice and did not say anything.

"Please, please, help me." Li Qingcheng clasped his hands together and said very reverently.

She had thought about the General's Mansion, but if Pan Yao really came to ask for someone at that time, and she was a guest of the General's Mansion, the General's Mansion would be in a dilemma. That's why I came up with this solution.

"Move to my house tomorrow."

Li Tingcheng just had the idea of giving it a try, she wasn't sure that Emperor Zijin would admit to helping her. But Emperor Zijin actually agreed, or in this way.

Thinking about it in other words, it seems that it will indeed be safer and more secure to live in Jinwang Mansion. Even if Pan Yao finds it, he can not hurt others.

The man in black standing in the distance frowned, he didn't expect that the prince would ask him to save a strange woman, and he would take the initiative to take a woman's hand, so forget it, and now let this woman who met for the first time live in the Jinwang Mansion.

He thought, I'm afraid he'll go back and tell the people of the Shadow Guard, they're afraid they're going to lose their eyeballs. When will the prince be so nosy.

"By the way, I haven't told you my name yet." Li Tingcheng patted his head, and saw that the beautiful man's head was not bright, "My name is Li Tingcheng." ”

"Well, people are not as good as names." Emperor Zijin is a serious way.

The corners of Li Qingcheng's mouth twitched fiercely, although this is a fact, but is it really good to say it in front of her.

The black-clothed shadow guard in the distance twitched his eyelids fiercely, he had just seen the prince gently smearing medicine on Li Qingcheng It must be an illusion, this is the real prince.

"Miss Li—" I heard the voice of the soul in the distance.

"I'm here—" I just left by myself, I'm afraid I'm going to make my soul anxious.

Lingxin looked at Li Tingcheng's waving arm, stepped on small steps and came over, looking at the otherworldly figure next to Li Tingcheng, his face showed two blushes.

"The slave has seen King Jin."

Li Qingcheng looked at the blushing Lingxin, and his voice became very gentle. Who said that only a red face can cause trouble, and it is also a sin for a man to be good-looking.

Seeing Lingxin like this, Li Qingcheng felt a little comforted, not only she was embarrassed.

Emperor Zijin didn't even say a word, his expression was faint.

"Miss Li, the slave medicine has been brought to you, and I just delayed some time in the front hall."

Before Lingxin could take out the medicine, Emperor Zijin frowned slightly, "Are you injured?" ”

"It's just that the soles of my feet are a little cramped, and Lingxin went to get me medicine just now." Listening to Emperor Zijin's question, Li Qingcheng explained.

Lingxin was waiting on the side, how could Miss Li know Lord Jin. Even if there are thousands of greetings in my heart, I don't dare to ask them.

At this time, a man dressed in a green maid walked over with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, "Lord Wang, Miss Li." The lotus feast is about to begin. ”

Emperor Zijin left without looking at them. Li Qingcheng can't figure out his routine, is this a cold rhythm?

The outstanding figure disappeared from sight, and Lingxin became a little bolder, muttering, "I really don't know who is blessed to marry King Jin." ”

The tone was full of admiration and envy, and Li Qingcheng had to sigh again. In fact, she also wants to know who is qualified to be worthy of such a person.

But when I thought of the gossip that said that Emperor Zijin would not live to be twenty-one years old, I was full of regret. I can't help but feel melancholy in my heart.

"Miss Lai—"

Piao Fu ran over, still panting, with fine sweat on his forehead. Li Qingcheng poured her a glass of water. Watching her gurgle and finish drinking, he handed her the handkerchief, "Don't worry. ”

"Miss Li, the lotus feast is about to begin. Little Miss is looking for you. Piao Xu took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a straight face.

"Hmm. I already know. Li Qingcheng turned to Lingxin and said, "Thank you for accompanying me just now, the princess needs someone to serve her now." Go over here, I've got fluttering here. ”

Lingxin bowed and walked away with small steps.