The winter night came very early, and it was too cold outside, so everyone in the courtyard also got into the quilt early, except for Jinsu and Bai Zhi.

"Miss, do you really want me to go with you?" Bai Zhi asked as she put on the cloak for Jinsu.

"No, didn't you say that his carriage was parked at the base of this wall?"

"But ......"

"Okay, don't worry, it's going to be fine."

After saying that, Jin Su gently pushed open the window, tightened the cloak on his body, jumped over, and flew onto the roof.

The snow on the roof was very soft, and as soon as she stepped on a footprint, Jinsu jumped off for fear of being seen during the day. I tiptoed from the yard to the fence, looked around, found a few suitable stress points, and then flew out.

The idea of the snow on the fence is so regular, and if you accidentally touch it, it will be even more noticeable. So she had no choice but to go up the tree first, and then fly out of the tree.

The plan was seamless, and she did the same, but she ignored the snow on the trees, and all of it fell on her with such a shock.

Belch...... The point is that the snow on the last wall is still destroyed.

Standing on the branches, she could already see the carriage parked outside the wall, and she flew down without caring about it. With such a force under his feet, the heavy snow fell again.

Before she could get close to the carriage, a light came straight at her. She kicked the snow over and flew backwards, two silver needles flying at the sword-wielding man at the same time.

But in the end, with only two "dangdang" sounds, she knew that the silver needle had been shot down by the sword.

The dim light did not allow Jin Su to see who his opponent was, but judging from his upright figure and the momentum of his sword, he should be a master.

Uh-

Could it be the Eighth Highness? Or is it empty? Didn't they ask her to come? What does it mean to face each other like this?

Although she was full of suspicion, she never said anything, but was ready to fight to the death.

Without allowing her to think too much, the other party stabbed her again. Jin Su turned to the right side, cleverly dodged, and with a strong foot, he flew towards his opponent.

At the same time, the silver needle had slipped down to his fingertips, and when he got close to his opponent, he only had to aim at his heart and stab him slightly.

However, when the silver needle was about to touch the other party's clothes, Jinsu's hand was pinched tightly.

Through the faint light reflected by the heavy snow, when I looked up, I saw Feng Yao's handsome facial features, and under the long eyelashes, there were still a pair of dark and deep eyes.

"With your skills, you should only be a third-class killer, right?"

Feng Yao hooked his mouth slightly, and there was a slight evil smile on his face.

Jin Su withdrew his hand, turned his head away from looking at him, put away the silver needle in his hand, and replied lightly, "Compared with His Royal Highness, I, at most, can only be regarded as a fist embroidered leg!" ”

Feng Yao pursed his lips and said, "But your reaction is very agile, and you are fast enough, if you were someone else, you might have died a long time ago!" ”

"Your Highness's words, but you can't hear that you are praising me at all!"

"Hahaha~"

Feng Yao put his hands behind his back, laughed heartily twice, and then got into the carriage with the two of them, one after the other.

From the outside, I could see that the carriage was larger than usual, and when I entered the inside, I realized that it was a carriage, and this was a small room at all. The point is that there is still a charcoal basin burning in the carriage, and a pot of tea is warmed on the charcoal basin.

After the two sat down, Feng Yao thoughtfully flicked the snow off the cloak for her.

"Huh? Why don't you wear the hairpin that this king gave you? Don't like it? ”

"No, no, I just think it's too valuable, so I put it away," Jin Su responded.

"It's just a hairpin, it's just to be worn when it's given to you, what to do when you put it away! Put it on next time! Feng Yao said.

"Good!"

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yao personally poured another cup of tea and handed it to her, and said, "Take a sip first to warm up your body." ”

Jin Su took the tea, blew it, but was not in a hurry to drink it, and sighed, "I can't imagine that there is everything in this little carriage?" ”

"Originally, I didn't have it, I was afraid that you would be cold, so I added it."

"Huh? Uh-"

Is it so considerate? It's too sudden!

Jin Su didn't know how to respond, and after a moment of silence, he turned to ask, "Your Highness is looking for me late at night, I don't know what the matter is?" ”

"Nothing, solve the pain of lovesickness!"

What the heck? Can you still talk well! How should she answer this sentence?

Jin Su lowered her head and drank tea, because she didn't know if it was too close to the charcoal basin, she felt that her whole face was so hot.

Feng Yao seemed to be fine, clasped his hands, leaned back, and asked leisurely, "I heard, you plan to go to Weicheng?" ”

Wow~ It's finally back to normal, it's great, Jinsu is happy.

"Yes, go back with my grandmother to worship my ancestors."

"Weicheng—" Feng Yao muttered, "That's where we met, right?" I was injured at the time and inadvertently hid in your carriage. ”

"Yes," Jin Su replied softly, although half a year had passed, the scene of seeing Feng Yao for the first time was as clear as yesterday.

"With your medical skills, when you saw my wound at the time, you should know that it was your man's injury, right?"

"Yes."

"Then why did you save me?" Feng Yao stared at her directly.

Jin Su tried to meet his gaze and said frankly, "The knife is against the neck, I have to save it!" ”

"Haha, I see," Feng Yao smiled with satisfaction, his gaze taking away from her.

The two of them were silent for a moment, and Feng Yao said, "Right now, the crown prince has been reprimanded for corruption and bribery, and the matter of buying and selling officials, and my father has also ordered him to think about it behind closed doors for a month. ”

Jin Su listened carefully and did not comment.

"This is your credit! In addition, I didn't reveal anything about the Dark Night Gate involved in the case of the governor of Shanxi, so you can reassure your people. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Feng Yao waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank you, since you agreed to be my Prince Yao's princess, then I should also show some sincerity!" You also have to always remember that in the future, we are on the same rope, if there is anything, you can tell me directly! ”

"Hmm," Jin Su replied with a slight bow.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Feng Yao asked.

Jin Su subconsciously shook his head, and Feng Yao sighed silently, his eyes showing a little loss.

"Your Highness," at last, she decided to give it a try and really cooperate with him.

"Huh?" The loss in Feng Yao's eyes disappeared all at once, and he looked at her expectantly.

"Do you know Lord Tang of the Ministry of Rites?"

"Hmm," Toyoyo nodded.

"Is his ancestor also from Weicheng?"

Feng Yao frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "It shouldn't be, right?" What's wrong? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, just ask casually. I heard that this time, the third son of the Tang family's family is going back to Weicheng with us, and I am a little curious. ”

"Third Prince Tang?" Feng Yao muttered, but didn't seem to know him.

"That's it, that's it, just ask casually, since Your Highness doesn't know, don't bother thinking about it, it's not a matter of concern anyway."

At this time, the sound of "dangdang" outside sounded.

"It's getting late, if Your Highness doesn't have anything to do, I'll leave first," Jin Su arched his hand.

"Huh-"

Feng Yao grabbed her hand, looking like he didn't want her to go.

It wasn't until the two of them looked at each other that Feng Yao suddenly let go of her hand and said calmly, "Sit with me for a while!" ”

"When you go to Weicheng, you must be careful! I also wanted to accompany you, but in a few days, I will have to perform a great sacrifice on behalf of my father, and it is really inconvenient to withdraw," Feng Yao said in embarrassment.

"It's a good thing that His Royal Highness is so respected by the emperor! As for me, Your Highness don't worry, I'll be careful! ”

"Also," Feng Yao said, pulling a dagger from his waist and handing it to her, "Take it for self-defense, when you fight in close quarters, your little silver needles may not be useful!" ”

"This ......"

Seeing that Jinsu was still a little hesitant, Feng Yao stuffed the dagger into her arms.

"Then thank you, Your Highness!"

Then the two of them did not speak again, and sat quietly.

It's also strange to say, originally Jinsu thought that it would be difficult to sit like this, but unconsciously, it was the third watch.

Feng Yao seemed to have fallen asleep, and when she heard the voice of the third watch, she said to her, "Let's go, I'll send you back!" ”

"No, I can do it myself."

But Feng Yao still followed her out of the carriage and sent her to the wall of the Xiangfu Courtyard, Jin Su turned around, arched his hand and was about to speak, just opened his mouth, and the sound did not come out. Feng Yao stepped forward and put his arm around her waist, jumped over, and entered the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Two ups and downs on the roof, and then fell to the outside of Hanryan Temple.

"Alright, let's send it here," Jin Su said in a low voice.

Feng Yao nodded, and reluctantly let go of the hand on Jinsu's waist.

tiptoed back to the room, briefly exchanged a few words with Bai Zhi, and then let her go back to the room to rest.

Jinsu was lying on the bed, for some reason, she didn't feel sleepy, she looked at the endless darkness with her eyes wide open, and from time to time in her mind, she looked like Feng Yao, no matter how she tossed and turned, she couldn't get rid of it.

She told her over and over again that Feng Yao would treat her like this today, but it was because the ** in his body was inducing him, not his true will.

"It's good to be a play, just play a scene—"

Jin Su muttered over and over again.

At this time, Feng Yao leaned in the carriage, raised his hand, gently sniffed the fragrance on his hand, hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked satisfied.

"Master, are we going back to the house or entering the palace?" Kong Qing sat outside the carriage and asked in a low voice.

"Go home!"

"Yes!"

"Sora Qing," Feng Yao shouted.

"Master."

"You go and check, the third son of the Tang family, and the relationship between their family and Weicheng."

"Huh?"

"Do you want me to say it a second time?" Feng Yao's face was gloomy, and his voice became more and more cold.

"Got it, master," Kong Qing replied aggrievedly.