In the dark room where you can't see your fingers, visibility is extremely low.

The man did not cover his face, perhaps he thought that darkness was the best cover in such an environment.

The neckline and cuffs of the indigo robe were inlaid with gold piping embroidered with flowing cloud patterns, and a blue auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade belt was tied around his waist, and his black hair was tied up and he wore a small silver crown with jade inlaid on the top, and the white jade on the silver crown was crystal moist and lined with his black hair like ink.

This is a handsome young man who makes Su Qianqian feel like a mouthful.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are deep and narrow, his nose is like a hanging gall, and his lips are plump and his teeth are white.

was originally the handsome son of Zhilan Yushu, but he exuded a touch of nobility all over his body, and the nobility that came out of his bones made him appear to be less close but more than noble.

is by no means the son of an ordinary minister's family.

She had been thinking about what had made him see through her identity, and finally followed his gaze to realize that it was this palace-based Hua Sheng who made a mistake.

Huasheng was given by Concubine Hua in the palace, and this Huasheng originally had a pair, one was given to Su Qianruo, and the other was given to Princess Yu Liu Jinghuo.

It was the eleventh year of Yongqing, when Su Qianruo was only eight years old, and he first entered Chang'an and entered the palace for the first time.

He recognized this Huasheng at a glance.

His identity was revealed.

At that time, only Concubine Hua and the grandmother and palace maids of the Huagong Palace, as well as Su Qianruo himself and Princess Yu herself. It's just that after Concubine Hua gave this thing, Princess Yu took Hua Sheng close to her as a sign of respect, and when Su Qianruo held Hua Sheng out of the palace, she was afraid of falling it, so she held it all the way in her hand.

When he came out of the Xuanwu Gate, a red horse ran on the palace road, followed by a large group of panicked inner prisoners. The horse crashed directly into Su Qianruo's sedan chair, and a person flew into the sedan door, knocking her down on the cushion.

When the frightened horse stepped towards the sedan chair, the man protected her under him, and he was trampled on by the horse and broke two ribs and passed out.

The inner eunuchs turned pale with fright, and carried him away with all hands and feet, and then Mrs. Su hurried to take her back to the Taifu Mansion, and she was shocked to return to the mansion on the second day only to find that the Hua Sheng given by Concubine Hua had been lost.

If something given by the palace is lost, it is also a great sin.

Su Qianruo was so frightened that she hugged Mrs. Su and cried for a long time, and in order to appease her, Mrs. Su took her to Wen Tanglin on the outskirts of the city to play for several days. When he returned to the house, Zhongbo said that someone had sent a Huasheng.

It was the one she had lost.

There was also some dark red blood stains on it.

Afterwards, Su Qianruo carefully inquired about the identity of the young man.

Wei Jingheng

The eldest son of the crown prince Wei Shiyun and the eldest grandson of the emperor!

For her, Wei Jingheng can be regarded as a life-saving benefactor. Although he also brought the disaster, he protected her, and he was trampled on by a horse.

Someone who hadn't seen her for nearly eight years recognized her with just one Huasheng.

After recognizing her, his face was a little condensed, and his gaze became a little abrupt and sharp.

Yes, he was trampled on by a horse and broke two ribs, but she didn't visit once, is she angry about this?

His hands were around his waist all the time, and there were dark red marks between his fingers.

Su Qianruo sighed, slowly got up and walked towards him, pulled the silk and planned to wrap his wound. No matter why the emperor's eldest grandson was not in the palace at this time but was injured and hid in Ruyi Fang, she happened to see it, how could she not express it?

As soon as Su Qianruo approached, his body exuded a fierce momentum, and he didn't seem to want Su Qianruo to get closer.

"Come here again, and I'll kill you!"

If you want to kill, you will have killed it a long time ago, and now you will scare it?

Su Qianruo handed over the silk handkerchief and pouted at his waist, "Press!" ”

Wei Jingheng looked at her steadily, without reaching out to take the handkerchief.

Su Qianruo threw the silk handkerchief onto the chair next to him, turned around and walked out the door.

The black shadow jumped over, grabbed her arm and pulled her at lightning speed, and said in a cold voice, "Where are you going?" ”

"Pharmacy!" Su Qianruo shook off his hand and opened the door.

"It's not safe, can't go." He kicked over, and the door was slammed shut, and between the lightning and flint, Su Qianruo saw Zhang Shuxing in the opposite room open the door and walked out, and glanced over here.

Man! I suddenly remembered my plan.

Su Qianruo immediately said softly: "Let go!" ”

Her voice is delicate and soft, but it is a little coquettish.

Wei Jingheng was stunned, stiffened and glanced at her inexplicably.

Su Qianruo pointed to the door and 'shh ”

Wei Jingheng nodded and said, "King Ning's spy, Zhang Combing, the champion of the new middle school last year, isn't it your fiancé?" He is spying on you and spying on me, killing two birds with one stone. ”

I don't know if it's Su Qianruo's illusion, Wei Jingheng's tone was a little sharp, as if he had seen through her careful thoughts, Su Qianruo was stunned, and the words he wanted to say were instantly stuck in his throat.

It's just that in the next second, the blood on her face faded, and the whole person froze.

New champion!

Su Qianruo turned her head hesitantly, her snow-like face revealed a touch of tragic feelings, her eyes were like two ice picks, shooting straight at Wei Jingheng, her lips were pursed painfully, and finally asked in a trembling voice: "Zhang Soxing has won the champion?" Or is it King Ning's spy? Isn't King Ning your own uncle, how can he make people spy on you? You are the eldest grandson of the emperor, and your father is the crown prince of the East Palace, the first heir to the throne, who was so bold as to stab you? ”

When Wei Jingheng heard this, he stopped his figure and stared at Su Qianruo, his eyes motionless.

It's just that suddenly, Su Qianruo felt that his body exuded a fierce aura that rejected people thousands of miles away, and his face was a little sickly, maybe because of excessive blood loss, perhaps, because of anger!

"Hey, are you unable to hold on? I'm going to get you some medicine. After all, Su Qianruo couldn't ignore his bloody wound.

"I heard that you have been seriously ill since the autumn hunting in the paddock three years ago, and you have been wrapped in cotton for two and a half years?" Wei Jingheng lowered his eyes and looked down at Su Qianruo.

He said that three years ago the paddock autumn hunting! He said that Zhang Combing won the champion last year!

Su Qianruo picked at the chair in front of him and carved it, "Wei Jingheng, tell me, how old am I?" What year is it? ”

Wei Jingheng glanced at her, picked up the silk handkerchief she threw on the chair and covered it around her waist, and a sizzle overflowed between her lips. After a moment of silence, he seemed to ease up, and he also deduced Su Qianruo's intentions, and his face changed slightly.

"Twenty years of Yongqing, you are more than seventeen!"

Although there was a hazy guess, when all this was confirmed, Su Qianruo's nails in the wood carvings broke in response, her eyes lowered, and her face was frighteningly white.

Wei Jingheng seemed to have expected her to have such a reaction, threw a pity and complicated look at her, and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Su Qianruo smiled weakly, the knuckles of the knuckles holding the back of the chair turned white, and he barely slid down the back of the chair and sat down, "I'm fine!" ”

Who the hell lied?