Again! It's such a reasonable and indifferent look! Isn't she a princess? Blocked by one of my little maidservants, shouldn't she be embarrassed by her own identity? Just like marching on the frontier, these nine princesses have never had a princess temper, and they can endure hardships and dangers along the way! Danger is awful! Sleep in the wilderness! Not afraid of being dirty or tired, taking care of those wounded soldiers. Why is she like this? She's a princess! Is it disguised just to make the Seventh Highness notice her? But along the way, she didn't see any flaws in her life. She must have wronged herself like this so that His Highness the Seventh could notice her, it must be, how could she have such a good upbringing? How could she be so perfect?

The Seventh Highness will definitely see through her true face like himself, and the Seventh Highness will definitely not take a fancy to her! Just like that innocent ancient painting fan, for more than two years, His Royal Highness the Seventh has never mentioned her, and he has never seen her since he came back, His Royal Highness has forgotten her, it must be.

His Royal Highness the Seventh can forget her, and he will definitely not let this pampered and scheming Ninth Princess enter his heart, it will definitely not!

An Deyang, you are right, I have indeed changed now, I also know it clearly, and I have watched myself change little by little. But she doesn't want to stop this change, she doesn't want to have no desires anymore, she has been silently guarding for so many years, God has never pitied her once!

She wants to fight for herself, fight for herself......

Zhiying bit his lip tightly, his hands clenched tightly again, and his palms were bloodied by his nails, but he still didn't notice it.

Outside the study, Zhiying knocked on the door and said, "Master, Princess Qingjiu asks to see you." ”

There was no sound coming from the room, but Zhiying knew that the Seventh Highness was inside. After not hearing his answer for a long time, Zhiying's heart was faintly filled with joy, even if she was asked to stand here and wait, she didn't want to hear the words of the master summoning the Qingjiu Princess.

Inside the room, a black-clad Chun Yuan Lan stood with his hands in his hands, looking up slightly at a portrait on the wall on the left. In the painting, the peach blossoms are all over the sky, and a woman in white is smiling and smiling in the faint pink, and her smart eyes seem to be the most dazzling light in the world. The corners of the smiling lips, the upturned nose, and the heroic sword eyebrows are all fascinating.

Chun Yuan's blue expression was no longer as cold as usual, and at this moment, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his expression was happy, and he was obviously in a good mood.

Suddenly, there was a sound of Zhiying's announcement outside the room. But he still couldn't take his eyes off the portrait, and stared fixedly for a long time, then he looked away, and said lightly towards the door: "Please go to the front hall and wait for a while." ”

There was silence outside the door, and a low voice came out: Yes.

Chun Yuan Lan Xu didn't care, walked to the desk, sealed a letter on the table, and clapped his hands. A black figure entered through the window, stretched out his hand to take the letter, and stepped back silently.

Only then did Chun Yuan Lan Xu take a step and walk out.

The study is heavy, but it is located in a secluded courtyard, and there is no maid in the courtyard to take care of it, as if no one is in a place. But the air in the entire courtyard exuded a sense of prohibition and oppression, as if there were countless pairs of eyes staring firmly in the dark, making people only feel that the cold wind was rising and they did not dare to enter.

Zhiying was in a trance all the way, and when he had already come to the living room with Yan Qingjiu to wait, he came back to his senses, secretly bit his tongue, and beat his spirit.

The maid brought the tea to Yan Qingjiu, Yan Qingjiu took it with a light smile, took a sip of tea, and the bright smile on the corner of her mouth was even deeper.

Zhiying hung his head and was silent, and Yan Qingjiu also quietly looked at the furnishings in the living room without saying a word. There was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.

After a while, the strange atmosphere was broken by the black figure walking slowly. When Yan Qingjiu saw Chunyuan Lan Xu coming, he immediately smiled, stood up and walked towards him.

"Brother Lan Xu! Finally waiting for you! Jiu'er recently discovered an interesting place.5./books//138/

Fate is in front, love is in the back! Yan Qingjiu said happily like a child.

Chunyuan Lanxu looked at her bright smile and said lightly: "If you have this Yaxing, let's find a time to go by yourself." ”

Yan Qingjiu stepped forward and reached out to grab his sleeve, but he paused and withdrew his hand, and said with a grin: "Brother Lan Xu, you can go with Jiu'er!" Jiu'er guarantees that you will definitely like it! ”

Zhiying stood straight aside and listened, although she had already heard the cordial relationship between them, it still made her panic.

I don't know when the master's attitude towards the nine princesses is obviously different from the beginning, it was after the nine princesses worked hard to take care of the wounded soldiers on the frontier, after the nine princesses were brave and fearless in a sudden sneak attack, and after the nine princesses were alone in the winter night waiting for the master to come back from the battle, it was after they were attacked and the two lost contact with the army for five days......

Thinking about it carefully, it turns out that there have been so many stories between them, and the two disappeared for five days that time, and they don't know what happened together?

It's just that in the later time, the relationship between the master and the ninth princess has changed......

Zhiying watched the two of them talk in a daze, although the master was not as happy as he was with the ancient painting fan, but he was not as indifferent and grim as usual.

At this time, his eyes are warm, his voice is gentle, and the corners of his lips that he often purses are also relaxed at this time......

"Brother Lan Xu, you can go with Jiu'er! Jiu'er, please! Yan Qingjiu muttered.

Chunyuan Lanxu looked at the sly gleam in her eyes, and she felt like the eyes in her memory, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose slightly, and she said softly: "Please?" Didn't you say you never ask for help? When I got to that situation, I didn't hear you say a word 'ask'! ”

When Yan Qingjiu heard this, he seemed to remember something, his face turned red suspiciously, and he glared at Chunyuan Lan Xu and said, "This time and that time!" I was called backbone! I call it now that it depends on the situation! ”

Chun Yuan Lan Xu glanced at her and chuckled.

"Eh, Brother Lan Xu, don't laugh! Let's go with Jiu'er! You still owe me a favor! Yan Qingjiu began to frown and muttered.

As if provoking some memories of Chunyuan Lanxu, his eyes swept Yan Qingjiu's legs, and then he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Okay." It's good to go out for a walk! ”

Yan Qingjiu immediately smiled when he heard this, and took the lead in walking out of the living room, calling Chunyuan Lan to hurry up as he walked. The maid behind her followed closely, waiting carefully, for fear that she would not be able to look good on the road under her feet and fall.

Chunyuan Lan Xu looked at the thin figure, with a brisk pace, lowered his eyes, and then raised his steps to follow.

"Master!"

Zhiying's voice sounded behind him, and Chunyuan Lanxu stopped to look at her, but only saw Zhiying's disbelieving expression and clenched hands.

"Zhiying, you have overstepped!"

The cold voice spat out from the thin lips, but it was like a sharp blade with poison, piercing Zhiying's heart alive.

Looking at the figure that strode away, Zhiying stumbled under his feet and almost fell.

My ears were already dizzy from the whisper.

Zhiying, you have overpassed!

You have overpassed!

……

"Master, what is pleasure? Are you so ruthless to Zhiying! ”

The bleak words drifted faintly, leaving only a trace in place, and the figure that had become thinner and thinner at some point sighed alone...