When Zidu and Zichong came to the gate of the mansion, they saw two carriages waiting, Zichong turned over a carriage behind, Zidu opened the curtain of the carriage in front, Aman slept defenselessly in it, Fengchen bandit, the son of the world, was forced to sit in a corner of the carriage, and when he saw someone coming, he put down the book in his hand.

"Brother Zidu, how did you rest last night?"

"The palace is much better than the inn."

"That's good, Miss Aman was a little tired last night, so I let her rest in the carriage for the time being."

"We won't bother the world." Saying that, Zidu picked up the sleeping Aman and jumped out of the car, the movement was a little big, maybe his strength was not mastered well, which made the carriage a little unstable, Fengchen Bandit fell in the car in a little embarrassment, Zidu frowned slightly, it turned out that this son of the world was really Zichong described as extremely weak.

After Feng Chen sat upright, he laughed self-deprecatingly, tidied up the hem of his clothes, he began to look at his palms in a daze, and a man in black appeared quietly in the carriage, and he raised his head, "Did you find it?" ”

"I found it, but I didn't look like I was tortured."

"It's good to be alive, take people to the courtyard on the outskirts of the city and wait, I have my own arrangements."

"Yes."

After the man in black disappeared silently again, the Fengchen bandit began to stare at his hand again, and muttered to himself, "Is the Demon Clan's Neidan really that easy to use?" ”

When Aman woke up, she found that she was already in the palace, it was not the first time she had come here, so she didn't feel that there was anything new, and it would not change for hundreds of years, it would always be a high city wall, and there were too many stairs to count, there was a palace in Nuoda, there were a lot of people, but everyone lowered their heads and didn't speak, it was not as lively as the night market in Qingzhou City, she didn't like it.

"Brother Zidu, today is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to entertain hundreds of officials...

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on his legs, if there is a demon breath, I have my own countermeasures." Without waiting for the Fengchen bandit to finish speaking, Zidu picked up the conversation, and the meaning was obvious: you don't need to give orders.

"There is another person who asks Brother Zidu to pay attention to it as well."

"Isn't that the national teacher?" Aman suddenly stretched his head in, and his hands naturally rested on the shoulders of Zidu and Fengchen bandits.

"It seems that Miss Aman's harvest in the teahouse is not small." Feng Chen felt that he seemed to be used to someone's touch this night, and he could do it now without feeling disgusted at all.

"Although the people of Shizi are not in Qingzhou, they know our whereabouts well." Zidu's deliberate reminder did not make Aman feel any discomfort, nor did it cause her any dissatisfaction with Fengchen Bandit, she still looked stupid, and Fengchen Bandit just hung his signature smile and did not make any response.

In Zichong's eyes, Zidu has always been more cunning than the fox demon, and now when he meets the Fengchen bandits, he can be regarded as a chess opponent, but after solving this commission, there should be no chance for everyone to meet again in the future, stay in the valley for another hundred years, I am afraid that this son will have already entered the ground by then, and the life span of the human race is only a few decades, but it is a pity.

"Xiaoyu, hurry up and keep up." Aman came over while Zichong was in a fugue, and she leaned into his ear and whispered: "Be careful of being taken by the princesses and ladies here, what are you doing hiding in the inner courtyard, the face is still a eunuch?" ”

Aman's words made Zichong's body tremble, and he hurriedly took out the human skin-mask prepared by Zidu and put it on, and in an instant a plain face appeared. Aman looked at Zidu Zichong at this time and the two were very satisfied, finally she was the most beautiful.

"Fengchen bandit, do you think I'm pretty now?" Aman pulled a certain two people to stand between them, and appeared in front of the Fengchen bandits with his palms dragging his face as if offering treasures.

"Miss Aman is already beautiful and refined, and she doesn't need to be accompanied by others."

Zichong felt that Feng Chen's bandit just said a polite word, any man with good manners would answer this kind of question when asked by the girl's family, but Aman, a stupid girl, was like hearing something from the bottom of her heart, and she giggled non-stop.

Zidu only glanced at the Fengchen bandits, from a man's point of view, he didn't think that the Fengchen bandits were interested in Aman, Aman's hot shaved head picked up would cool down after a while, so he didn't have to care.

In the past ten years, today is the most lively day in the East Palace, the old emperor's preference for the crown prince Feng Xizhan is almost universally known, even if he has been dead since he was eleven years old, the old emperor still keeps him firmly on the crown prince for ten years. It's just that the old emperor's health has deteriorated in the past two years, and the power of the second prince Feng Xibai in the court is also in full swing, but one day a month ago, the prince actually stood up overnight, and he also received the full support of the national teacher.

Aman didn't like this so-called Terran banquet in the first place, anyway, everything was Fengchen bandits and Zidu, and the shelf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still very large, so it never appeared. She and Zichong are responsible for eating and drinking, and after eating and drinking, you can also enjoy the flowers in the back garden of the East Palace, I have to say that the human race is really good at enjoying, living is exquisite, eating is exquisite, and even the flowers and plants planted are those top varieties, but these flowers and plants need to be carefully cared for, unlike those who are not lost in the valley, they are really not afraid of wind and rain.

Aman was a little dazzled, she couldn't help but want to destroy the flowers with her hands, maybe she had learned hundreds of years of knowledge with the great elder, and she only had one sentence to understand: The flowers can be broken and straightened.

"Aman, come and see."

Zichong's call stopped Aman's outstretched hand in time, and she looked in the direction of Zichong's finger, and a lone thing that wasn't just something stood there so abruptly.

"What is this? That's all there is to it? This was cut down, right? ”

"Holy sound bamboo, it's just that this one is dead."

Shengyin bamboo is a rare variety of bamboo, and it is not easy to survive, look at the rhizome of this plant should be hundreds of years old, and now it is so dead, Zichong really feels very sorry.

To be honest, Aman doesn't know the difference between the Shengyin bamboo and the crazy green-skinned bamboo in Bumigu, she still likes to bloom, a bare pole, and some leaves grow casually, what is there to see.

"Girl, this is a ghost orchid."

The sudden voice made Aman's hand retract involuntarily, and Zichong noticed that Aman actually stretched out her claws again, and the object was still a rare ghost orchid, this orchid had bloomed five times, which was really rare.

"I'm sorry, my sister didn't know that this orchid was so valuable, so I'm sorry." Zidu said that he would make less trouble and talk less, everyone in the inner courtyard of the palace was not simple, and he wanted to say goodbye when he pulled Aman.

"It's abrupt and scares the girl, but this ghost orchid is really delicate, and it is the love of His Royal Highness the Prince, so I have no intention of offending."

Aman then looked at this "abrupt" person who appreciated the flowers, but in her eyes, there are only two kinds of men: those who are so good-looking, and those who are not as good-looking as children. This person obviously belongs to the latter, but his appearance and bearing are also excellent. At this time, she suddenly remembered Feng Chen's bandit, which kind of person should he be? After thinking about it, I don't understand, so it's better for him to be the third type, and there is no need to compare it with his son.

Looking at the girl with a colorful facial expression, Feng Xibai couldn't imagine how a normal person could have so many changes in just a moment, although Zichong didn't know what Aman's little head was thinking, but he knew that it would be better for the two of them to go first.

"The prince is still waiting for us, so we will leave first."

Zichong pretended to be clever and moved out of the Fengchen bandits, thinking that no matter who knew that they were brought by the prince, he should always give the prince some thin noodles and not embarrass them.

"Shizi? Are you friends with the bandits? ”

Aman immediately sobered up when he heard the name of the Fengchen bandit, "Who are you?" ”

"Feng Xibai." Seeing Aman, who looked indifferent, Feng Xibai reluctantly added, "Bandit's cousin." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he was close to Feng Chen's bandits, Aman's face immediately became much more softened and kind, and Zichong suddenly felt that he couldn't go, but he didn't expect that what they saw when they came to the East Palace was not the prince, but His Royal Highness the second prince.