Yang Xi looked at him with a smile: "Lu Gongzi, no one told you that before asking someone else's name, do you have to report your family first." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lu Ji was shocked and looked up at her, she knew what her surname was, did this girl know his identity from the beginning.

Yang Xi's tone carried the dignity and arrogance of the superior: "You can call me peaceful." ”

"It's getting late, let's meet again."

She turned around, and Maple Scar glanced at them, her gaze like a sharp blade, murderous.

The group walked away, and Lu Ji chased a few steps forward, and was soon separated from the tide of people.

He stood in the middle of the road in amazement, the name ringing in his ears.

Peacefulness?

There is only one person in the world who dares to call peace.

A young man stood not far away, watching the girl leave.

He was dressed in a white robe, his posture was like the wind, and his elegance was like that of a fairy, and the pedestrians around him avoided him when they saw him, lest the dust on his body stain his delicate clothes.

Yuan Gongzi, Yuan Lie.

He didn't know why he had come to him by magic, just as he had seen peace for some reason.

Maybe he found it out in the dark because of tranquility.

Even through the crowd, even if she was wearing a veil, he could recognize the girl at a glance, and she was the most familiar woman in his life besides his mother.

He saw her calmly talking to the son of the Lu family, and a withdrawn person like Lu Ji could listen to it with such a serious face, concentrated, and finally saluted her.

Doesn't Lu Ji look down on women very much? Especially a six-year-old girl.

Maybe he knew Anning's identity?

Yuan Lie knew that it was useless for him to stand here and guess, but he couldn't take a step forward.

An Ning has too many secrets.

Starting from a serious illness, she inexplicably alienated him, studied, left the palace, and made friends with the children of the family...... When did it start, he didn't know her anymore.

Yang Ziming's words suddenly came to mind in his mind, and he immediately shook his head, it was ridiculous to let An Ning be the prince's opponent.

But what does An Ning want to do, what does she want to study for, and what did she say to Lu Ji?

If the crown prince has an accident, she is indeed the only heir of the royal family.

At that time, even if the emperor made an edict to entitle her as the empress dowager to inherit the throne, it would be understandable.

But does An Ning really want the position of the crown princess, she is only six years old, who in the palace can support her, and who instigates her?

He turned, and the personal guard behind him stepped forward. Yuan Lie pondered for a moment and asked slowly, "I heard from my grandfather that we also arranged people in the palace. ”

The guard was Yuan Minghe's hand-drawn henchman, but after hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Yuan Lie's palm clenched tightly, slowly released it again, and finally sighed softly: "Go check Princess An Ning, and the people around her." ”

"I want to know what happened to Princess An Ning after she fell seriously ill."

Yang Xi lay on Fengji's body, the night was as cold as water, brushing her long hair. After playing for a day, she yawned a little sleepily: "That Lu Ji, why didn't you go into the study to accompany you?" ”

Feng Scar carried the princess steadily, draped a windbreaker on her with his backhand, pondered for a moment, and replied: "Lu Xiang doesn't like the flattery of the prince in the outer study. ”

After listening to this, Yang Xi laughed - such a gang, how can he not offend his colleagues in the future and end up with no one to help him.

Feng Zhen hesitated for a moment before he said softly: "Your Highness, your subordinates seem to have seen Yuan Gongzi. ”

After a long time, Feng Zhen felt the body on his back slowly stiffen, and Yang Xi's soft voice slowly sounded: "Did he see me talking to Lu Ji?" ”

"Yes."

He saw her, why didn't he come to her?

Yang Xi buried his face in the back of Feng Scar, and chuckled silently, but his voice was like crying.

That's fine.

Yuan Lie, stay away from me, and you will be well.

Maple Scar was silent, light as the wind, carrying the person he cherished most in the world, and crossed the court shrouded in darkness under the night.

There are servants in the court singing tactfully, ethereal and misty, and they should be sad with the wind of the winter night.

Maple Scar turned his head sideways, looked at the princess with a soft sleeping face on her back, and reached out to gently brush the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Your Highness, even if everyone is alienated from you, I will be by your side.

The queen slowly took off the jewelry on her head and stepped on the shoulder of the palace maid with one foot.

Her long nails hooked the palace maid's chin, and her lips spit out a cold voice: "Your name is Qingyan?" ”

Qingyan shuddered, and the queen's fingers were cold, like the letter of a poisonous snake, almost burrowing into her skin.

"Temple...... His Highness took pity on the slave and maid and gave the slave maid a name. ”

Qiao Hui's nails picked at her face, and immediately pulled out a red mark: "You were sent into the palace by my father." Qingyan's gaze couldn't help but fall on the other side, and the little eunuch Mo Xin knelt on the other side, and the clothes on his body were torn open one by one, revealing the scars on the skin inside, which the queen had just whipped with a leather whip.

Qingyan felt like his whole body was fished out of cold water, and there was no temperature at all.

"Yes......"

The queen mother, it's really terrible.

Qiao Hui compared the phoenix hairpin she had just taken down on Qingyan's face, and it seemed that as long as she used force, the hairpin could poke into her skin. "Although you were sent in by my father, you must remember who your master is."

Qingyan finally trembled with fright: "Yes, yes, the slave must listen to the queen's words." ”

Qiao Hui sneered: "Listen to me? Well? ”

Qingyan was agitated and knelt on the ground: "No, no, no!" Listen to Her Royal Highness's words, slaves and maids must listen to Her Royal Highness's words! The queen spares her life! ”

The queen was satisfied and withdrew her hand, "You have to remember what you said, otherwise, I won't even look at my father's face." ”

The two begged for mercy as they were dragged down.

The hall was deserted, and Qiao Hui rubbed her forehead a little tiredly, and the original fierce momentum dissipated in an instant. Aunt Lian knelt to the side and looked up at her cautiously: "Niangniang, it's time to drink medicine." ”

Qiao Hui looked at herself in the mirror with her chin propped up, nodded casually, and Aunt Lian hurriedly brought a bowl of medicine and gently put it in the queen's hand. Qiao Hui looked down at the bowl in her hand, and seemed to say casually: "Lian Bixin." ”

That's Aunt Lian's real name. The queen would only call her that when she was in a bad mood.

Aunt Lian trembled, the blood on her face receded, and she knelt at her feet in silence.

Qiao Hui hooked up a little medicinal juice with her little thumb, put it to her mouth and sipped it: "The five stones in this medicine, you have added more and more." ”

Lian Bixin slammed her head to the ground, silent, but her palms trembled slightly, and she couldn't help herself. She knows the queen mother too well, and has been with her for more than 20 years, and the queen mother has never been a benevolent person. If only she had known that she had joined forces with the little princess to deceive her......

The queen sighed softly, "My daughter is really getting more and more capable, and even the henchmen around the palace have been bought." This seemingly positive and deprecating sentence fell on Aunt Lian's ears, and she was so startled that she raised her head, her lips buzzing but she couldn't speak.

Qiao Hui raised her head and drank the medicine down. "This palace doesn't blame you, the meat born in the belly of this palace is too late to feel distressed, how can I blame you." She clasped the bowl on the table, her wrist trembling, and she hung limply.

"If you don't let this palace do it, this palace will see what tricks you can toss." The concubines, one by one, she climbed on top of her by them.

Aunt Lian straightened up, just in time to catch the queen who was a little paralyzed due to the effect of the drug, she was in tears, and hugged her master tightly: "Niangniang, you can rest assured." ”