Chu Yuewan looked at their statements and roughly knew what they were doing.

Although the size has not been very long over the years, those who have been watching the skyscraper for so long can be regarded as understanding some people's common feelings.

But she didn't rush to say anything, she only smiled and said: "The princess doesn't have to be formal, today's matter has its own disposal of the Ferris Tower, please leave the third prince here, the princess and His Royal Highness the prince will go back to the palace first to wait for a reply, hoping not to offend the Jingjun Palace." ”

"Naturally not."

Princess Jingjun couldn't wait to throw people down and leave quickly, so she bowed again and again after speaking, and led the prince away.

Nangong Miao didn't know what kind of disposition was waiting for him next, so he lowered his head and didn't move.

"The Third Son."

Chu Yuewan called him, "Please come with me." ”

She turned around and went upstairs, to the hall where the master usually received guests, Nangong Miao followed behind her, Chu Yuewan stretched out his hand to signal him to sit down, he looked at it suspiciously, pointed to himself, and only after getting confirmation did he sit down crampedly.

"Songling, bring some medicine and water."

Chu Yuewan said.

"Yes."

Songling obediently stepped back.

Looking at this young man at the end of the first month, there should not be much age difference between him and Brother Eleven, at most he is older, fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Third son, why did you fall today?" The first moon asked in the evening.

"Don't hide it from the princess, my foot slipped a little."

Nangong Miao replied.

Chu Yuewan waited for Songling to bring the ointment and basin, and motioned to him: "The incense burner is very hot inside, the third son hurt his hand, I have some ointment here, it can reduce swelling and relieve pain, but there is no way to guarantee whether it will leave a scar." ”

Nangong Miao was stunned, and exposed the hand hidden in his sleeve, his palm was indeed burned, until the tiger's mouth was seriously broken.

I thought I wouldn't be discovered, but I didn't expect it to be exposed long ago.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, good eyesight."

He didn't know what to say, so it took him a long time to hold back this sentence.

Song Ling almost sneered when she heard this, what is this called, how can she boast of her vision in this kind of thing.

The filthy and festering filth was clearly a sight to behold our princess.

Chu Yuewan didn't mind, but she only caught a glimpse of it before, but she didn't expect it to be so badly burned.

"Songling, you go down below and watch the pilgrims first, don't let anyone touch the incense case."

She said, "I have something to ask the third son, just wait for something to call me." ”

"Yes."

Song Ling looked at Nangong Miao hesitantly, got up and retreated.

When Song Ling left, there were only two of them left in the empty hall, and Chu Yuewan said: "The third prince didn't slip by himself, but someone pushed you, right?" Nangong Miao looked up at her suddenly: "How does Her Royal Highness the princess know?" ”

"Look at the marks on the ground."

Chu Yue said in the evening, "Although the floor of the main hall is always cleaned, but when the pilgrims enter the incense, they walk one by one, and the plaster brought from the outside will be printed on the ground, if they slip, those shoe prints will also be rubbed, but there are no slippery shoe prints near the third prince, it can be seen that the third prince will knock over the incense case, it is not an accident." ”

Nangong Miao sighed: "This matter should be regarded as if I slipped and fell by myself." ”

Chu Yuewan nodded in understanding and said, "It was His Royal Highness the Prince who pushed it." ”

Nangong Miao was surprised again: "Why do you know this?" "It's not easy to answer this question in the early moon.

With that look in his eyes, he guessed it at once.

Besides, your family is from other places, who knows you in Beijing, and they deliberately want to push you? Acquaintances are most likely to commit crimes.

"I don't want to go against my family."

Nangong Miao saw that she couldn't hide anything from her, so she gave up on herself.

"I don't know much about the Jingjun Palace, do you have any taboos about the affairs of the palace?" The first moon asked in the evening.

"There's nothing taboo about it."

Nangong Miao said, "It's just that His Royal Highness the Prince and I are not from the same mother, I am a concubine, and my mother is my father's favorite concubine."

However, due to my mother's mustard, she kept me in Zhuangzi, and later my mother became seriously ill, and before she died, she made her only wish to my father, which was to take me back to her own family.

His Royal Highness and the Mistress may be resentful of me because of this. ”

"I deeply regret it."

The first moon arrived later, and I didn't ask too much about his family background.

But Nangong Miao didn't stop talking: "This time my father made a pilgrimage to the emperor, and it is said that this time he received a holy order and gave a courtyard in Beijing, and it is estimated that we will all live in Beijing for a period of time."

My father specially brought me here, and His Royal Highness the Prince has not had a good time since we came out, and I am afraid that I may not be able to go back this time. ”

The topic suddenly went to such a grim level, and Chu Yuewan didn't expect it.

"Jingzhong has its own law, so the third prince doesn't have to worry."

Chu Yuewan comforted.

"Borrow the auspicious words of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Although Nangong Miao accepted her words, her expression did not look hopeful.

Chu Yuewan sat helplessly for a while, suddenly remembered, and said, "Quickly treat the wound." ”

She pulled the medicine box over, and when she saw that Nangong Miao's burns were so serious that she couldn't complete the bandaging with one hand, she stretched out her hand to him.

Nangong Miao was flattered and handed her the injured hand.

Chu Yuewan gave him a brief cleaning of the wound and sprinkled the medicinal powder.

"Don't move."

Pick up the gauze in the evening of the first month.

Nangong Miao looked down at the little girl who was busy working in front of her, and she was wandering for a while.

"King Jingjun is a prince with a different surname."

Chu Yuewan bandaged him and said, "I am a descendant of the old royal family of the previous dynasty, and after the establishment of the Dagao Dynasty, I adhered to the benevolent rule and did not exterminate the royal family of the previous dynasty, but gave it a sub-feudal world. raid status.

I don't know, I remember, right? ”

"Exactly."

Nangong Miao said, "However, there are few still there now." ”

"From the Dagao Dynasty to the eighteenth Emperor of the Father, how many generations have it been since the Nangong royal family?" The first moon is late and curious.

"Twenty-sixth, not much."

Nangong Miao hurriedly said, "After all, we are all side branches, and we don't know if we can be regarded as one with the previous royal family." ”

Chu Yuewan was still amazed by the longevity of his family, while wrapping his wounds and closing the medicine box.

"Just go back to the hospital to change the dressing, save the emergency first."

Chu Yue said in the evening.

Nangong Miao looked down at the tight palm of the bag and thanked her.

"Has Her Royal Highness been in the Skyscraper all along?" He couldn't imagine that Guiwei was a princess who would have to stay in such a place.

"For now."

Chu Yue said in the evening, "In recent days, I have lived in the Ferris Tower, and I will go back to the palace when I am not busy." ”

"I can't imagine that the princess has such an achievement at such a young age."

Nangong Miao sighed, "It's not like me, mediocre, I'm afraid that's the case in this life." ”

"It's man-made, the third son doesn't have to be disappointed in this life too early."

Chu Yue said in the evening, "If you have a heart to change, now is the best start." ”

Nangong Miao Mao suddenly opened, as if he had been empowered.

Seeing his sparkling eyes in the evening of the first moon, the great truths that Master Xindao usually talks about are still very useful.

She motioned to Nangong Miao and got up to see off the guests by herself.

"I broke the etiquette today and made a joke in the main hall."

Nangong Miao was ashamed, "Her Royal Highness Princess Wang is punished by the rules of the Sky Tower." ”

"There are no rules for punishment, the Emperor Ying Tian will shine on all living beings, and he won't mind."

Chu Yuewan led the way to the stairs, "What's more, the third prince did not mean to offend the throne, but was framed by someone, although he made a fool of himself this time, the reason is in the eyes of the Emperor Yingtian, and the wicked will have their own harvest in the future." ”

After speaking, Chu Yuewan remembered that there was still a scripture for the ceremonial official to take to burn and exorcise evil spirits, so he said goodbye and went back.

Nangong Miao stood on the stairs for a long time, watching her back until it disappeared.

Today, the little uncle seems to be unable to finish his work, and in the evening of the first moon, he practiced the dance twice in front of the statue of the god, and closed the stall to prepare to go upstairs to rest.

Song Ling accompanied her back to the room and tried the hot spring water: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you can come down." ”

Chu Yue had already taken off her clothes, and the room was warm, so she ran and slipped into the pool wearing only a thin gauze garment, stretching out her limbs comfortably.

"What did the third prince of the Jingjun Mansion talk about with Her Royal Highness the princess today?" Songling is very familiar with her, and many questions can be asked without taboo.

"I told you about his fall today."

At the end of the first moon, the fish rolled over like a fish and lay on the wooden plank at the edge of the pool.

"He was pushed by that son of the world before he fell."

Pine Ling was also discovered.

But it's also strange, is it worth taking people away and talking about it alone? "yes."

Chu Yuewan didn't hide it, "But after all, he is the son of Jingjun Wangfu, this kind of thing is just one or two people who know, if Songling is also listening, he may mind a little, so Yuning didn't let Songling stay." ”