Shang Wanwan only felt that her breath was tight, and she couldn't take her eyes off.

"Wanwan?" Fang Zijin called softly.

Shang Wanwan finally came to her senses, "It's nothing, Sister Fang." My carriage is broken, can I..."

Fang Zijin smiled and said, "Come up, it's cold outside." ”

Shang Wanwan got into the carriage in a hurry, and couldn't stop thinking about the person in her heart.

I don't know which family he is?

Fang Zijin saw that she was different from usual, and pretended not to know what to ask.

When he first came to the Guogong Mansion, the lively atmosphere made Fang Zijin feel a little uncomfortable.

She found a quiet and elegant pavilion and sat down to rest.

Distance

The crown prince and Murong Che looked in the direction of the pavilion.

"There are beautiful women in the north, who are independent and legacy." Murong Che suddenly exclaimed, and the amazement in his eyes flashed.

The prince stood with his hands in his hands, "She is Fang Zijin?" ”

Murong Che said with a smile: "The Hou Mansion is cold and beautiful, and Fang Zijin is also." ”

"You seem to be paying too much attention to her." The prince commented.

"She is very different from the woman in Beijing." Murong Che looked at the pavilion from afar, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen wearing blue." ”

The crown prince looked at Murong Che's clothes today, which was also blue. Suddenly, he understood.

"If you like it, why don't you propose?"

Murong Che smiled, "How can a person like her look down on me?" ”

"If you don't try it, how do you know?"

Murong Che said calmly: "She never replied to my invitation once. ”

The prince laughed and didn't mention this embarrassing incident again.

As soon as he swept away, he saw Lu Xihe and others entering.

The way he talked and laughed in front of other women was something he had never seen before.

Perhaps this woman really has countless faces, her joy, her anger, her sorrow and her joy, which makes it impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Let's go." After the prince finished speaking, he took the lead in the direction of Lu Xihe and the others.

Murong Che glanced back at the pavilion and walked away without hesitation.

Zhang Zhirou saw the prince from a distance, patted Lu Xihe's hand, and signaled that she wanted to go away.

Lu Xihe smiled and nodded.

Zhang Zhirou took a deep breath and whispered to her subordinates to inspect her appearance and confirm that she was decent before she went up.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Everyone led by Zhang Zhirou said in unison.

The prince said gently, "No courtesy." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, please take a seat." Zhang Zhirou's down-and-out and generous appearance won the favor of many people present.

Murong Che is one of them.

His gaze swept over Lu Xihe, although he knew that this Lu girl was unusual, but it was not suitable for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

In a short period of time, she was able to climb to the position of the head of the criminal department.

It's not just a brilliant mind, it's amazing perseverance.

She endures and hibernates, for the greater good.

Such a calm egoist is not suitable to be a woman in the world.

What's more, since the Empress Jingyang, in order to consolidate the power of the royal family, Shaoguang has set up a decree that whoever marries the prince shall not exceed three ranks.

Murong Che has reason to believe that Lu Xihe is by no means a person who will give up his future for a man.

Is it a pleasure to be a queen?

Not necessarily.

Being an emperor is not necessarily the happiest thing in the world, let alone a queen?

Lu Xihe noticed the gaze of others, and turned around to see Murong Che looking at him thoughtfully.

The corners of her mouth moved, and it was a smile.

Murong Che also smiled back.

The two almost immediately decided that the other was not a simple person.

Friend or foe.

Undetermined.

Lu Xihe quickly retracted his gaze, and Zhang Lingyan, the concubine of the Guogong Mansion, reminded in a low voice: "He is the son of the Taiwei, Murong Che." ”

Murong Che...

Lu Xihe's mind quickly searched for information about this person, Murong Che, the concubine of the imperial lieutenant, was fifteen years old and the first did not enter the court as an official. He traveled far and wide, supposedly because he did not want to be bound by the world.

Is that really the case?

Lu Xihe doesn't think so.

The Murong family is attached to the prince's big tree, and Murong Che and the prince have a very good personal relationship.

"Another good hand at disguise." She commented silently in her heart.

But for a moment, there was a noise outside the door.

"The King of Chu has arrived." The little guy shouted.

The crowd looked to the door.

I saw Ning Yan wearing a dark python robe, his face was uninhibited, and he walked into the main hall majestically.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the King of Chu."

Ning Yan turned a deaf ear, his eyes searched for Lu Xihe's location, and then he looked away, walked to his place and sat down.

The two eyes met in the air, and they staggered their gazes for a moment.

After the prince gave permission, the banquet officially began.

Without the existence of the county lord of Ankang first, the banquet in the capital would have fewer disputes on the surface.

As the so-called people who don't stretch out their hands and don't hit smiling faces, although they know each other's thoughts, they still have to greet each other with a smile and put on a magnanimous appearance.

Shang Wanwan peeked at the prince sitting on the throne from time to time, and it turned out that he was the person in the carriage.

Now he looks so distant, but in the carriage, he looks so indifferent, so attractive...

The prince knew that Youdao's gaze was always on his body, and he quickly caught that gaze and looked at Shang Wanwan.

He didn't have any impression of Shang Wanwan, so he had to nod his head.

Shang Wanwan's face flew with two red glows, and she immediately lowered her head.

Not far away, someone silently watched the actions of the two, and Zhang Zhirou's hands trembled slightly.

Shang Wanwan asked with a shyly face: "His Royal Highness the Prince, can I perform a dance?" ”

The prince was quite surprised, "Miss Shang, please take care of yourself." ”

Shang Wanwan was overjoyed, "Thank you, Your Highness!" ”

The dance she wants to present today is called "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon". She changed into a red water-sleeved dance dress, and the thought of dancing for the man she liked next made it difficult to calm down for a while.

The music in the venue gradually rose, and I saw a red figure entering the venue, like a fairy, slender waist and smart, looking back and smiling, leaning over and dancing, like a fairy. Sometimes raise your wrists and lower your eyebrows, sometimes you lightly relax your hands, light like a flying swallow, and the long sleeves are crisscrossed left and right.

The music is getting faster and faster, her hands are lingering gracefully, her skirt is flying, and a pair of fawn-like eyes want to talk.

What a smart woman.

The prince praised: "Back then, Cao Zhi praised Luo Shen for being like a shocking and graceful dragon, and everyone in the world thought it was humble. I had to see the girl dancing today, but I knew that there was such a thing. ”

Lu Xihe casually looked at Zhang Zhirou and saw that her face was slightly red and her eyes wandered.

Zhang Zhirou's "Neon Dress Dance" is famous in the capital, but she has never heard the prince praise her.

His eyes swept over Ning Yan, and Lu Xihe found that he seemed to be in a good mood, and praised Shang Wanwan a few words decently.

Shang Wanwan bowed down, "His Royal Highness Prince Xie, His Royal Highness King Xie Chu." ”

She couldn't help but look at the crown prince in the upper seat, who was looking at her with a smile.

Ning Yan drank nonchalantly and talked freely with the people around him from time to time.

Lu Xihe suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

Since Shang Wanwan danced, he never looked at her again.

"Guys, how about we compare archery?" Someone suggested.

"There's a horse farm just behind!" Someone immediately chimed in.

"What's the point of just playing? It's better to set up a good lottery head, and we can have fun! ”

A female relative raised an objection: "We are boudoir women, how can we compare to you?" ”

"yes..."

"Yes..."

Zhang Zhirou said: "Why don't we divide into two teams, one for men and one for women. The two purple jade corals placed outside are the color heads of this competition, how about it? ”

"It's good, but for those who fall last, there should be a little punishment, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the men agreed.

"The people of Shaking Light, both men and women are proficient in riding and archery, I agree!"

"I agree..."

Zhang Zhirou couldn't refute them, so she asked the prince: "Your Highness, what do you see?" ”

The prince glanced deeply in Ning Yan's direction, "Lonely." ”

The ridicule in Ning Yan's eyes was very clear, the prince was really good at posing.

However, he seems to have forgotten that his pomp and circumstance every time is not smaller than that of the prince.

The prince remembered that Lu Xihe's injuries were not yet healed, and he authorized her not to participate.

Lu Xihe thought like this, the prince just fulfilled her wish, and she was happy.

The horse farm of the Guogong Mansion covers a vast area, and the people have already arranged the field for riding and shooting.

The crowd arrived at the venue one after another.

The crown prince and Ning Yan walked one after the other, and the servants behind them cleverly distanced themselves.

"The prince seems to have been idle lately." Ning Yan broke the deadlock.

The prince still looks generous, "King Gong is reliable in his work, and he is naturally idle." ”

Ning Yan sneered and strode past him.

The prince was completely undisturbed by him and shook his head amusedly.

He was the most honorable person here, so he didn't have to participate in mounted archery competitions.

Lu Xihe sat in the lower seat and looked at the racecourse with a wistful expression.

Ning Yan jumped on his horse and turned his head to look in their direction, his expression was incomprehensible.

As soon as the order was given on the field, the men immediately set off to compete for every bullseye in front of them.

As a person who grew up in the barracks, Ning Yan not only surpassed others far in equestrianism, but also left no room for others in archery.

I saw him riding a horse, while pulling a full bow, three arrows in unison, hitting the bull's-eye!

The audience was amazed.

The man who won the first place in this field is naturally him.

"Congratulations to His Royal Highness the King of Chu!"

The little guy congratulated loudly.

When it came to the women's competition, there was no such fierce competition.

Lu Xihe came to the momentum, and looked at the situation of the racecourse intently.

"Miss Lu, guess who will be the last one?" The crown prince asked, tilting his head slightly towards her.

After analyzing for a while, Lu Xihe said: "The girl in yellow. ”

"Why her?" The prince asked again.

"It's just the feeling of a folk girl." Lu Xihe was reluctant to talk to him too much.

The two of them set their eyes on the racecourse.

Fang Zijin was the most conspicuous woman among them, her blue figure was dashing and free, and she had left the others behind.

Lu Xihe's mood eased a little, this Fang Zijin, who looked silent, turned out to be a very capable person.

Zhang Zhirou and Shang Wanwan followed, the two glanced at each other, and immediately began to desperately chase after Fang Zijin.

Suddenly, Lu Xihe's expression changed, "Not good!" ”