"Third Highness?" A coquettish call sounded, and Zhao Xu's footsteps froze.

He frowned, turned to look at the person with a look of chagrin, but was stunned at first glance. The one who called him out was a twenty-eight beautiful girl, whose lips were like red plums, her eyes were like cold stars, her skin was like snow, and she had a flowery face and moon appearance. The surface of the pond is sparkling, reflected between the eyebrows and eyes of the girl, like a cage mist, hazy and beautiful like a fairy concubine.

Looking at the beauty in the beautiful scenery was originally a rare pleasure, but it was a pity that he was worried about the whereabouts of his jade pendant at the moment, and he was not in the mood to appreciate the beauty, so he only said lightly: "What's the matter with Miss Su San?" ”

Su Miaoran shook her head lightly: "The courtiers are fine, but they are a little drunk, they come out for a walk, they don't want to meet His Highness here, but His Highness is looking for something?" ”

Zhao Xu was vigilant in his heart, and vetoed without thinking: "What is the matter!" ”

Su Miaoran's eyes flashed and she smiled: "Then the courtiers are wrong." ”

Her smile in Zhao Xu's eyes seemed to have another meaning, he coughed a little uncomfortably, and when he looked at Su Miaoran again, he realized that she was alone, without a personal maid, and couldn't help frowning: "Today's banquet in the prince's mansion, there are many people coming and going, it's better for the girl not to come out alone." ”

There is a clear warning and accusation in these words, Su Miaoran, as a young lady in the boudoir, is wandering alone as a guest in a foreign mansion, which is really inappropriate.

Su Miaoran lowered her head and blessed her body, her face was indifferent, and she didn't have the slightest annoyance: "Thank you Your Highness for reminding me, the courtiers will go back." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhao Xu's eyes, thinking that this Miss Su San was really outstanding and generous, such a girl was actually a concubine, obviously she looked much more generous than the serious concubine of the Su family, Su Xinran.

Zhao Xu watched her leave suddenly, breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and continued to search.

Jiang Yirou narrowed her eyes, let go of the hand covering Ji Liansong's mouth, and touched the agate beads on her other hand.

When Ji Liansong saw her movements, he raised his eyes and said secretly: If she develops the habit of beating people with beads in the future, it is not good, maybe any **** will also suffer.

Zhao Xu leaned over and walked towards the rockery, Jiang Yirou pinched the beads and stared at him tightly, just waiting for him to move closer and knock him unconscious.

Ji Lian Song sighed: Using beads to knock the prince of the Heavenly Family unconscious in the Prince's Mansion will bring a lot of trouble, not to mention whether anyone around here will see it.

Didn't the third lady of the Su family just now sway over?

He grabbed Jiang Yirou's wrist, slowly pressed her hand down under her surprised gaze, and whispered in her ear: "Save some energy, just look at me-"

Jiang Yirou didn't move.

Zhao Xu heard the suppressed voice coming from the rockery cave, he was slightly startled, and secretly felt weak, but raised his voice and reprimanded: "Who is sneaking here!?" ”

Ji Lian Song stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Yirou's waist, hugged her and pressed her to his chest, and the hanging sleeves blocked half of her face, revealing only her pair of dark and jade-like Danfeng eyes outside.

He half-hugged and half-pushed her and walked out, standing in front of Zhao Xu generously, and smiled slightly at Zhao Xu's stunned face: "I'm really sorry to disturb the peace of the Third Highness, Ji Mou will go to another place and be happy!" ”

Zhao Xu slowly suppressed his surprise, looked at him for a moment, and saw that his face was slightly red, his clothes were disheveled, his body was full of alcohol, and he was still holding a woman in his arms. ”

He glanced at the woman in Ji Liansong's arms, and was stunned when he saw those eyes, but he still needed to take a closer look, but he saw Ji Liansong free half of his hand and bowed drunkenly and turned away.

He stood there for a long time, in a trance.

Could that person just now be the woman who came out to draw lots?

Zhao Xu stroked his chest, puzzled, he was also a veteran rolling in the flowers, how could he look at that little girl differently?

But at a glance at the previous draw, the strange feeling of the center of his chest beating faster and his blood surging up was not like an illusion.

There he shook his head alone: most of the time he was just greedy for freshness, and it was not worth thinking about it so much.

On the other side, Ji Lian Song hugged Jiang Yirou and secretly wondered: Why did this girl become so obedient all of a sudden? But he didn't know that Jiang Yirou was half-kneeling on his chest, thinking about the scene when Su Miaoran appeared in front of Zhaoxu before.

Su Miaoran must also want to retrieve that piece of jade, but it is too risky to come out alone, it is definitely not her style of acting, what does she want to do?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that Su Miaoran's appearance was suspicious, and the hand that was originally on Ji Liansong's chest was clenched firmly.

"What are you doing so tightly, do you want to fake it?"

Jiang Yirou immediately let go of her hand and jumped away, but when she raised her eyes, she saw that there was no smile on his face, and she was stunned for a moment, so she only pursed her lips and said, "I was wandering just now, I'm sorry." ”

The corners of his lips curled, and he changed back to his original smiling face: "You're welcome, I'm happy to lend a shoulder to the girl for a while." ”

Jiang Yirou snorted in her heart.

Ji Liansong raised his hand lazily and pointed to the east: "Miss Su Wu should be in the courtyard over there, if you want to go, just take advantage of it-"

She nodded, not suspecting him, and turned away.

Ji Lian Song saw her figure go away, got drunk, picked a big stone and sat down, and sighed leisurely.

In late autumn, the breeze is slightly cold. The woods beside the rockery here are lush, and the blue waves are still picturesque, and there is no half-deceased appearance. There are a few broken flowers next to the blades of grass, the color is delicate, and among the emerald colors, like a little starlight flashing, scorching people's eyes.

He put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back, and muttered, "It's good-looking, it's just fake." ”

The young man in Xuanyi fell from the tall tree, tiptoe to the ground, silent.

Ji Lian Song sighed sadly: "There is such a good scene in the prince's mansion, but this son has to appreciate it with you, a person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, it's really pitiful." ”

Ci Shuang said expressionlessly: "My subordinates will go and invite Miss Jiang back now." ”

Ji Lian Song choked and didn't say anything.

Ci Shuang smiled unprecedentedly, paused and said: "The subordinate just captured Princess Leping's side, I don't know what to do with the master?" ”

Ji Liansong's eyes narrowed and opened, and he smiled slowly: "After all, he is the proud man in front of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and his life has to be kept, it only takes his hand and cuts his tongue." ”

Cishuang nodded and flew away.

After a while, a terrible scream sounded in the narrow alley more than ten miles away from the prince's mansion, and the scream did not last long, and suddenly turned into a strange whimper.

Cishuang took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from the short knife, took the short knife, and looked at the man curled up on the ground.

Although San'er was in pain and couldn't move, the pair of eagle eyes were still furious, staring at Cishuang's face at the moment.

Cishuang frowned: This person is a scourge.

He shook his head, and then thought that since the master only needed him to be unable to speak and not to hold a pen in his hands, so that he did not need to worry too much.

The young man tiptoed, and the shadow flew away, disappearing in an instant.