The sun is rising, the flowers are facing the sun, the breeze is blowing, the flowers are swaying, and the fragrance of the garden is shaken.

The terrace, wrapped in the fragrance of flowers, is in a strange place.

When Murong Cheng came to Ning Zhao's side, Jin Yuan didn't take his eyes off the two, and the four princesses around him were displeased, but they didn't show it, on the contrary, when they saw that Murong Cheng had the heart to talk to Ning Zhao, there was a trace of anticipation in their hearts.

If a concubine is favored by the prince, she is afraid that she will be overjoyed, and she will fall into it without hesitation, in her opinion, Ning Zhao is like this.

At that time, even if Jin Yuan had any thoughts, Ning Zhao had become the crown prince Murong Cheng's person, what could he do?

Thinking about it, the fourth princess couldn't help but think about it.

Ning Jian is the closest to the two, and she sees the prince's diligence and Ning Zhao's coldness, although she doesn't like the unfavored prince, and she still has the intention to frame Ning Zhao in the name of the prince.

But when I saw the two interacting in reality, I was unwilling to do so.

- Why can she, a concubine, be favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!

"It's just a gesture, not to mention that today's incident shouldn't be harsh on Miss Ning, the girl can't thank you." Murong Cheng regained a smile on his face and slowly withdrew his wine glass.

"That's right." Murong Cheng took out the handkerchief and said with a smile: "Last time, the girl left in a hurry, and the handkerchief fell here in the palace. ”

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly fell silent, followed by a burst of whispering.

Ning Lian also instantly gathered his thoughts and turned his head to look.

Seeing the handkerchief in Murong Cheng's hand, Ning Lian's little face suddenly turned white, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Oh?"

Sure enough, Ning Zhao raised his eyes when he heard this, then smiled slightly, glanced at Ning Lian, who was not in his mind next to him, and raised his voice a little, and said, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is afraid that he has made a mistake, this handkerchief is not the courtier's." ”

"Not yours?" Murong Cheng paused, and then said: "Didn't the second girl Ning use this handkerchief to help Bengong treat her legs that day?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is mistaken." Ning Zhao denied this, and his face suddenly became ugly.

When the four princesses saw this, they were overjoyed.

I never thought that Murong Cheng and Ning Zhao would have such a show!

The girl who did not leave the cabinet met with the man in private, and left a token, no matter what the reason was, she couldn't run away from giving each other privately.

What's more, it's a close-fitting thing like a handkerchief.

Looking at Ning Zhao's sudden face, the fourth princess confirmed the conjecture in her heart.

The fourth princess raised her eyebrows and smiled, looked at Jin Yuan beside her, and was about to say something to stir things up a little more, but Ning Zhao opened her mouth again.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this handkerchief is indeed not a courtier's." As he spoke, Ning Zhao took out an identical handkerchief from his arms.

She looked at Ning Jian worriedly, and then swept her eyes around, and unsurprisingly saw those eyes shining with gossip.

Ning Zhao sneered in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and he said seriously: "There are two handkerchiefs in this Yunjin handkerchief, one for me and the eldest sister, and mine is here." ”

Murong Cheng frowned, looked at the handkerchief in Ning Zhao's hand, and then looked at what he had in his hand, and then his eyes fell on Ning Zhao, and his tone sank: "This is yours?" ”

"Tsk......" Jin Yuan suddenly snorted, shook his head, and took a sip of the wine glass on the table.

The fourth princess didn't expect such a trend, and instantly swallowed the words she was about to export.

The people around him whispered, as if they were suddenly amplified in their ears, Ning Jian used this matter to pinch Ning Zhao, and naturally knew how much impact it would have on him if this matter was spread out and talked about.

She never expected that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would ask about this matter on an occasion like today, and now she was pushed by Ning Zhaoyi, and the matter was all on her head, which made Ning Jian not anxious and angry!

"Oops!" In a hurry, Ning Lian exclaimed in a low voice, got up and came to Murong Cheng, reached out and took the handkerchief from his hand, and muttered: "I searched for several days without success, but I didn't expect it to be left at His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

"Although the material of this handkerchief is average, I like it very much, I thought it was gone, and I have been thinking about it for a while."

After saying that, Ning Jian owed to Murong and said gratefully: "Thanks to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for picking it up, thank you so much." ”

I thought it was a matter of Ning Zhao and the prince, but I didn't expect that there was a Ning Jian in the middle, and the eyes of the onlookers suddenly became ambiguous, and many big dramas of sisters competing in their minds were conjectured.

"The handkerchief is a personal thing for a boudoir woman, Miss Ning has to put it away." Jin Yuan put down the wine glass and looked at it, and he was holding the gentle and elegant look, but the words were full of vague mockery.

"Fortunately, it fell to His Royal Highness the Prince, if it is picked up by someone with a heart, and then make good use of it, Miss Ning's reputation is small, if it involves other things, Miss Ning will not be able to argue."

Ning Lian's little face turned a little whiter, and when he heard this, he squeezed out a smile and said to Jin Yuan: "What Lord Jin said is that the little girl will be more careful in the future. ”

After saying that, he saluted Murong Cheng, and Ning Lian hurriedly returned to his seat.

Ning Zhao was still standing, slim and elegant, dressed in plain brocade clothes, and there were still some gray stains on it, but Ning Zhao stood like that, without unnecessary movements, and his temperament was already superior to others.

"In that case, Second Miss Ning is at her own convenience, and the palace will not bother." After that, Murong Cheng glanced at Ning Zhao two more times, and then returned to the main seat.

Until the banquet ended, nothing happened to the flower-viewing banquet, and everyone said goodbye to the four princesses and left the palace one after another.

Seeing Ning Zhao's figure moving away, Jin Yuan also got up and said goodbye to Murong Cheng, "It's not too early, and Weichen has also retired first." ”

Murong Cheng retracted his gaze that had fallen in the distance, smiled at Jin Yuan and waved his hand, "Lord Jin go slowly." ”

Jin Yuan left the Imperial Garden, but he didn't see Ning Zhao again all the way to the palace gate, his heart was a little empty, and he stood there for a while, until the call of the little guy in the car came, and then he came back to his senses.

Jin Yuan shook his head and chuckled, flicked the hem of his clothes in a chic manner, and got into the carriage back home.

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The sun shone down, and the shadow of an elegant carriage fell to the ground, and the groom shouted, and the two carriages stopped steadily at the door of the servant's mansion.

Ning Lian was stuffy in the carriage, with nowhere to vent in her stomach, as soon as the car stopped, she couldn't wait to lift the curtain and get off the horse, and the close-fitting maid didn't dare to come out, followed closely behind Ning Lian, and trotted into the mansion.

It wasn't until the movement outside stopped that Ning Zhao slowly stepped out of the carriage, and the cicada was supporting him, looking at Ning Zhao's leg worriedly.

"Miss, your hurt ......"

Seeing Ning Zhao's leg injury at first glance on the carriage, the cicada was startled, but there was no medicine to treat the wound in the carriage, and the cicada was hanging with a heart all the way, eager to return to the house immediately.

"I'm fine, I'll talk about it later." Ning Zhao said softly, the two of them didn't go to the front yard, and went back to their yard directly.

Closing the courtyard door, the green cicada helped Ning Zhao to sit down in front of the stone table, and hurriedly ran to prepare water and medicine for injuries.

Ning Zhao was much calmer, and took the tea on the stone table and drank it.