Yanzhou, Yanping, Liaoling Marquis' Mansion.

In the warmly decorated boudoir, the girl sat quietly in front of the dresser, her white and tender little hands unconsciously continued to stroke the hair on her chest, and her rather agile apricot eyes were in a trance at the moment, as if she was in a trance.

Seeing Zhao whispering, the little flute waiting on the side couldn't help but be a little funny, "Your Highness, but you want to be a master again?" ”

“…！！”

Zhao whispered, her delicate body trembled slightly, she turned her head, and her beautiful face was already dyed crimson, and she was called a delicate and lovely person.

"What a colt... Nonsense here again! ”

The girl's tone was full of piercing annoyance.

Xiaodi has been following Zhao Qingyu for some years, so naturally he will not be frightened by his master's fierce appearance. At that moment, she covered her mouth with her hand and pretended to be surprised and said, "Huh? Isn't His Highness thinking about General Guo? ”

"How could Princess Ben think about that nasty ghost."

Zhao whispered over her head, and after a while, she added in a low voice with a red face, "Also, he is not a concubine, you don't talk nonsense." ”

"His Royal Highness admitted General Guo in public at the birthday banquet of the Marquis of Zhenxi before, how can he say that it is not?"

"That's... Makeshift... Yes, expediency. ”

The girl nodded to herself, and said stiffly: "If I hadn't said that at that time, General Wang would have to tear that nasty ghost alive." For the health of the society of the Great Song Dynasty, the princess had no choice but to protect him regardless of her reputation. ”

"Oh, I see."

Xiaodi couldn't help but laugh in response, and said casually: "Count it up... It's been six months since General Guo left. ”

"No, it's eight o'clock and three minutes on the twelfth day of the seventh month."

Zhao frowned lightly, his tone seemed to be worried and dissatisfied, "It's been so long, and I don't know if I can send a message back, God knows if something happened to that nasty ghost..."

At this, the girl suddenly realized something, and she turned her head again, and sure enough, she saw the smiling face of her maid.

"You..."

Zhao Qingyu's pretty face turned a little red, a pair of apricot eyes were round, and he shouted angrily: "Looking for a fight!" ”

She stood up abruptly and threw herself at the little flute, who twisted her waist and begged for mercy with a smile: "Your Highness, spare your life, slave... Poof, the slave didn't mean to..."

"Dare to quibble, if I don't fix you today, I think you will forget which of the two of us is the master!"

"His Highness is the master, and His Highness is the master..."

Just as the two women were making a fuss, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and then a plump beautiful woman had already walked into the house.

Seeing Yan Hong coming in, Zhao Qingyu and Xiaodi hurriedly stopped what they were doing.

"Mother."

"Ma'am."

Yan Hong held her forehead, she looked at the embarrassed two girls in front of her, the expression on her face was quite subtle.

She didn't care too much about the two of them who were completely disrespectful, but said helplessly: "Little whisper, it's not that my mother said you, when the past year comes, you will be that seventeen-year-old girl, why are you so noisy." ”

She looked at the little flute with her head down, "And you, she doesn't have to make trouble, you still accompany her to make trouble, and I don't know how to persuade and persuade..."

The mothers in the world are average, even if Yan Hong has a bold temperament, she still can't help but preach when she sees her daughter making trouble.

"What's wrong with seventeen, Pang Xiang is seventy and can still pull Brother Wang up and down, and it's not surprising that his daughter is only seventeen and loves to play."

Yan Hong rolled her eyes,

Then he poked the girl's forehead, and said angrily: "You, you, the female red is so bad, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are also incomprehensible, but the ability to talk back is growing." ”

"What would I do with those..."

Zhao muttered softly, seeing that her mother's face was not good, she hurriedly changed the topic, "Is there something wrong with my mother?" ”

"Someone is coming to the house."

"Come on."

The girl didn't care too much, after all, her father was the Marquis of Liaoling in the Great Song Dynasty, and I don't know how many people came over to set her up every day.

"From the North."

"Oh."

Zhao whispered disappreciatively, "It's not too much of a toss..."

In the middle of speaking, the girl's eyes lit up, and she looked up at her mother, "Could it be..."

Yan Hong, who witnessed the whole process of Zhao Qingyu's face change, nodded slightly, "Right now, the person is in the lobby..."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl ran out of the house, and rushed to the door in a few steps, and her movements were astonishingly fast.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing that Zhao was about to run out of the house, Xiaodi hurriedly stopped her, "Your Highness hasn't freshened up yet!" ”

Zhao whispered and paused suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at the slightly casual dress on her body, touched her messy hair again, and silently retreated.

"I..."

Facing her mother's smiling face, the girl said stupidly, "I... It's just that I've been in the house for a long time and want to be active. ”

"Yes, yes."

Yan Hong didn't want to debunk Zhao Qingyu's careful thoughts, she turned around with a smile and walked out of the house, leaving the maid who covered her mouth and snickered and the girl with a chagrined face.

……

In the lobby, several Sancheng soldiers stood in the open space with their things in their arms, while the handsome middle-aged man took a sip of a teacup.

"He asked you to send these?"

Zhao Shun glanced at the broken knife and brocade box that were held in the hands of several armor soldiers, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Yes."

Wu Liao, who was standing at the forefront, bowed his head and said, "After General Guo returns, he will immediately teach the last general to bring people to send these to the Hou Ye's mansion." ”

"There is labor."

Although Zhao Shun hated someone very much, he didn't hate Wu and Wu, he waved his hand at Wu Liao, "Let's sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

There are some rough people in the Sancheng army, and Wu Liao is naturally not used to drinking fine things like tea. But after all, the man in front of him may become the boss of his own family in the future, and he can't refute the face, so he has to say at the moment: "In this way, then thank you..."

As he was talking, there was a sudden sound of eager footsteps behind him, and then a crisp female voice came into everyone's ears.

"Dad, did my daughter hear that there are guests?"

The girl's voice undoubtedly sounded very deliberate and abrupt, and it directly taught Zhao Shun's originally kind face to collapse.

He glared at Wu Liao in front of him, turned his head to look behind, and then saw Zhao Qingyu, dressed in full costume, walking into the hall.

The girl was obviously well-dressed, and she looked even more beautiful at the moment. Her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes were shining, and she kept glancing at the few people in the hall.

"I've seen Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Seeing Zhao whispering, Wu Liao and the others hurriedly lowered their heads and saluted.

“… Excuse me. ”

didn't see the person he was thinking, Zhao Qingyu, who was very excited, couldn't help but feel a little depressed. She hung her head slightly and sat down in the chair next to her.

How to say that Zhao Qingyu is also scattered in the city

After staying in the army for a while, I also know Wu Liao, and it is always difficult not to say hello when I meet, so I immediately said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay recently?" ”

"Thanks to His Highness, it's okay."

"Hmm..."

The girl nodded, she looked at the things in everyone's hands, and asked aloud, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Princess."

Wu Liao replied: "The last general is ordered by General Guo to deliver these things to the Liaoling Marquis Mansion. ”

General Guo?!

Zhao Qingyu was very keenly aware of these three words, and she was already a little depressed, and she immediately became energetic.

"Ahem!"

The girl's every move was seen by Zhao Shun, and he became more and more unhappy in his heart and said: "Dad has something to tell them here, you go back first, don't mess around here." ”

"Isn't it sending something, why has it become a serious matter."

Zhao whispered that it was impossible to go back, she jumped up from the chair, walked to Wu Liao, and said with wide eyes: "You really asked him to send it?" He came back from the North? ”

"Yes."

Wu Liao nodded, "General Guo arrived in Liaoling ten days ago. ”

"Then he gave these things..."

"Whisper!"

Zhao Shun said in a deep voice: "Don't you even listen to your father's words now?!" ”

The so-called knowing daughter Mo Ruo's father, seeing that the girl's eyes have been bent into a crescent moon, how can he not know her thoughts?

Zhao Shun, who almost has a hatred for taking his wife from Guo Yi, has no good impression of Guo Yu, and Zhao Qingyu is a treasure he holds in his heart, so he doesn't want to see his daughter get involved with that kid.

It's a pity that Zhao Qingyu didn't pay attention to his anger at all.

She looked at the broken knife hunting flowers carried by several armor soldiers, and frowned with some disgust, "What is the use of the nasty ghost sending this thing here, a broken knife is no matter how good it is." ”

"Your Highness, this is no ordinary broken knife."

Wu Liao explained with a smile: "This is the saber of the Northern Xinjiang Sword King. ”

"Oh."

Wan Yanbo's name Zhao Qingyu had naturally heard it, and she could guess a thing or two about the purpose of Guo Yu's order to send the knife to the house.

The girl set her eyes on the brocade box again.

The broken knife of the Sword King, that should have been sent by Guo Yu to her father, and this brocade box...

Zhao whispered, and his heart beat violently.

Biting her lip, she reached out and took the brocade box from the hands of the armorers.

Thinking of the contents inside, Wu Liao couldn't help frowning and said, "Your Highness, in this box..."

"Well, Princess Ben knows."

Zhao Qingyu blushed slightly, and walked to the chair with the brocade box.

"I don't forget to bring some things back when I go to Northern Xinjiang, even if that nasty ghost still has a little conscience."

"It's not... Your Highness, there..."

The girl didn't hear Wu Liao's dissuasion at all, and only said that her sweetheart sent her a gift.

She pretended to be indifferent and reached out to open the brocade box, and a pair of eyes also looked inside.

"Ahh

With a scream, the brocade box was thrown into the air, and then a round head fell to the ground.

Seeing Yan Bo's head rolling back and forth on the ground, everyone in the hall was a little silent for a while.

After a long time, Zhao Qingyu, who finally came back to her senses, opened her eyes, she looked at Wu Liao, and her tone was full of grief and indignation.

"Then the nasty ghost will give this princess a head? Or such an ugly head?! ”