Xu hadn't taken a carriage out for a long time, and when Su Qinghui got down from the carriage, his body seemed to have been run over, and he was sore, taking advantage of the noise all around, he was busy hiding behind the tent to soothe his body that had been trapped for a long time and couldn't stretch.

was stretching his waist, and when he turned around, he saw a *** a few meters away, staring straight at her, and he didn't shy away from meeting her gaze, and even more, Su Qinghui stiffened his movements, and only after a few seconds did he cough lightly and slowly put down his arm.

Seeing that the man's eyes were burning, she really couldn't hold back the doubts in her heart, and was about to step forward to ask, but suddenly the back collar was grabbed and lifted back, and before she could stand firmly, she heard Jing Rong's obedient greeting, and she leaned down to greet her.

When he got up, he slightly sideways his eyes when he saw the person who came, his movements were suffocated, as if he was in that bloody night again, and when his heart was churning, he suddenly saw a shadow in front of him, and when he looked up and saw that Jingrong's back was firmly blocked in front of him, and he didn't have to face that person, his body was relaxed.

Xu felt the ups and downs of emotions behind him, and after a few greetings, Jing Rong hurriedly ended the conversation, turned to the person behind him and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

"Lost"

"You know?" Su Qinghui was slightly stunned, remembering the person just now, and replied, "I don't know"

"It's not much more complicated than in the garden, and the people are also complicated, don't run around if you have nothing to do"

"Yes" Looking at Su Qinghui, who had been bowing his head in front of him, Jing Rong's brows were slightly frowned. Thinking of her abnormality in the past few days, I finally sighed softly in my heart, "If you are tired, go back to the tent first"

Su Qinghui woke up to the sound of powerful drumming, lifted the curtain and looked, there was jubilation in the distance, she knocked on her head that was still a little chaotic, and secretly sneered that this banquet was really a big row, and she was thinking about her stomach growling.

She rubbed her somewhat sour stomach, presumably there was nothing wrong with her now, so it was better to pad her stomach first. Passing through a few tents, she happened to meet a group of maids who were removing snacks, and she silently followed behind her for a short time, and was dragged into the darkness as soon as her arms tightened.

She pulled out her backhand and held a short knife against the man's chest. "It's me" Su Qinghui saw the visitor, his eyebrows loosened, he withdrew the short knife and bent his knees: "Your Royal Highness Six, the slave maid is rude" Jing Sheng let go of his hand: "You react quickly"

Saying that, he glanced sideways, took the knife in her hand, and sneered: "Dare to compare with such a knife"

"Just make a show" He returned the knife to Su Qinghui and pursed the corners of his mouth: "Also, take a real knife, it's about to fall into the mouth before the blade is shown, by the way, you don't stay honest, come out and hang around, this kitchen is full of guards, you are neither a grassland person nor a token, be careful to ask someone to catch it." ”

"Hungry" Jing Sheng didn't expect her to be so blunt, and she was a little speechless for a while. After a moment of silence, he reached out and untied a sign and handed it to Su Qinghui: "Go ahead and wait for me" Not long after, she saw Jingsheng coming over with a bulging bag.

"Your Highness will give it to the slave maid" "No" Jing Sheng waved his hand, "You go over there to collect some firewood, I'll wait for you in front" "Yes" When Su Qinghui came back with dry firewood, Jing Sheng was setting up a shelf, but he looked like practice makes perfect.

Jing Sheng raised his eyes to see Su Qinghui, and raised his chin: "Sit down, don't be so restrained" She looked at Jing Sheng who was sitting on the ground in front of her, and was a little hesitant in her heart, even if he looked like this now, he was also a child of the royal family, and a little carelessness would inevitably lead to some trouble.

When he was hesitating, Jingsheng handed her a skewer of barbecue: "Take" She stretched out her hand to take it but didn't move, "Why don't you eat" said and looked at Su Qinghui's uncertain face, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say you were hungry just now, okay, sit down, I just saw that there are no outsiders, it's a clean land"

Hearing this, the corners of Su Qinghui's mouth also curved: "Okay"

"Is it delicious?" "En" "My good craft, since I returned to the palace, it is useless, you have a good mouth today" "It is indeed fortunate to have three lives" "It is rare to listen to compliments from your mouth"

"By the way, isn't the banquet not over yet, how about the Sixth Highness?"

Jing Sheng frowned when he heard this, and said impatiently: "Those officialdom talk too much, they can't help but have a headache, come out to breathe" Su Qinghui seemed to think of something, and there was a little smile in his eyebrows: "I want to get it"

"What"

"When I used to learn embroidery, I talked to His Highness about the look of these times, and it was the same, but His Highness treated people and things."

"And now"

"Now, now think about it, it's good to sit in a small courtyard and learn embroidery, at least, it's much better to figure out how to embroider than to see people's hearts" Jing Sheng glanced sideways at her lowered eyes, and casually threw a wine bag in her arms: "It's too early to be sad, not to mention that there are people protecting you" said and raised the wine in his hand. She uncorked the wine and took a sip, her eyes lit up

"How"

"One Drink Relieves a Thousand Sorrows"

"Know the goods"

Jing Rong looked at the seemingly endless dance music in front of him, and had a headache, this grassland tribe has always been enthusiastic and unrestrained, even after a long time, the interest in the field has not diminished at all.

Until a young woman wearing a veil came on the stage, the music in the field suddenly changed, and the style of the song suddenly became light and powerful, and the song was finished. Jing Yu Long Yan Dayue on the seat: "Okay, this dance has the taste of the Central Plains, and it also loses the heartiness of the children of the grassland, I don't know who the dancer is."

The man dressed in grassland clothes on the side got up and saluted, and replied: "Back to Your Majesty, it's the daughter of the minister, Yuan You" said and turned to the woman in the field: "Yuan You, don't hurry up to salute the nobles" The girl who called Yuan You, heard the words and took off her veil and said, "Yuan has seen Your Majesty again"

The face under the veil is pretty, a pair of apricot eyes are circulating, and a drop of blood and tears in the corner of the eye is even more delicate, not like a child of the grassland.

Jing Yu was slightly stunned, and then smiled at Le Hekeyan, "Get up, the general has a good way to raise a daughter", "Thank you Your Majesty for your praise, the minister doesn't dare to be" "The general doesn't have to be humble," and then turned his head around: "What does King Huai think of this song?"

Jing Rong leaned over slightly when he heard this: "Your Majesty has always been discerning and unique" Jing Yu stroked his palms and laughed a few times, turned his head to Le Heke and said: "My younger brother has always been cold, if he says yes, then it will be harmonious." ”

Leheke was stunned, and hurriedly smiled dryly: "Yes, yes" Okihara waved his hand again. Yuan looked dark again, took a glass of sake and moved it to Jing Rong's side, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Your Highness"

Jing Rong looked sideways at the girl on the side, reached out and took the wine glass and gestured gently, and after a drink, the banquet was satisfied: "Very good, very good, I look very matched." ”

The girl in front of her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, only holding the wine glass with a slightly trembling hand, showing her inner uneasiness.

"County Lord, please" Yuan looked at the movements of the person in front of him for a moment, instantly relieved, smiled with relief, and sat down generously. Poured another glass of wine and turned to Jing Rong, his tone was no longer heavy, and his face was brisk: "Yuan Youjing His Highness" Jing Rong's expression did not move, he picked up the wine glass a little, and his tone was alienated: "Please."

Yuan raised his head and drank again, and the depression in his heart was resolved, just right, Lang was ruthless and concubine had no intention.

After the banquet, Jing Rong pressed the somewhat painful forehead that was shaken by the sound of the drum, and it was really a wave of unevenness. Yuan Dai on the side glanced at it worriedly, and then spoke: "Your Highness, the account is ready, Yuan Dai will serve you and rest first."

"No need, you go back first, I'll walk by myself" "Yes"

"Hey, I said, your amount of alcohol is too shallow" Su Qinghui staggered on the side, waved his hand and muttered: "Say I'm shallow, you're drunk" Jingsheng dragged her arm with one hand, and at the same time had to guard against the movement around the embankment, and had a headache: "I knew that this wine was so strong, so I wouldn't give it to you, it's really pretentious." As he spoke, he looked ahead to stabilize her figure, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Where are you going, go here"

Jing Rong saw two sneaky figures from a distance, and only after walking a few steps closer did he see the person coming. "Jingsheng?" Jing Sheng heard a familiar voice, and hurriedly walked a few steps like a savior, grabbing Su Qinghui and throwing it beside Jing Rong, "Great, it's a relief."

Jing Rong stretched out his hand to hold Su Qinghui, frowning, "Why are you drunk like this?"

"You ask me, I'm still wronged, this girl's piece, a few sips in total, it's like this, if it weren't for my quick eyes, I would have to die today, okay, you are responsible for your people, go."

Jing Rong looked at Su Qinghui, who was floating beside him, and the headache that had just been relieved seemed to come up again, he sighed lightly and straightened her body: "Can you go?" ”

Su Qinghui raised his head and stared at the person in front of him for a few seconds, then suddenly took a few steps back, and staggered and saluted, "Fourth Highness" Jing Rong's hand stiffened to protect her, "You're not drunk?" Su Qinghui got up slowly, staggered forward, grabbed his sleeve, looked up and complained, "Why did you come?"

Jing Rong was a little inexplicable about her sudden intimacy, "what"

"His Royal Highness Sixth said, someone is protecting me, but I, I have been gone for so long, and you haven't come" Jing Rong looked subtle and took her hand: "You're drunk, I'll take you back"

Su Qinghui didn't speak, but obediently followed behind Jing Rong and let him take him. After entering the big tent, Jing Rong breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately she was obedient and not like last time.

He was pouring water, and suddenly the person behind him spoke: "I know" He turned around with the cup, leaned on the edge of the table and said indifferently: "What do you know"

"You save me, let me do those things, and put me in the Yu Lao Yuan, it's all your plan"

Saying that, she lowered her head, and her voice was a little sad, "But sometimes, I'm really happy, so happy that I forgot that I was just a step in your plan, I was like a chess piece, desperately trying to jump out of this chessboard, but I knew that only scrap chess could break this game"

"You're drunk" Su Qinghui raised his head suddenly and stood up: "It's you who are drunk, it's you who can't see your heart clearly" Jing Rong stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Do you know what you're talking about"

"This is what makes people sad, drunk people know what they say, but sober people can't understand anything"

Jing Rong was slightly stunned: "You" Su Qinghui closed his eyes, sighed and waved his hand, and took two steps back with an unstable figure: "Forget it, I, ahhh

As if he didn't expect the sudden change in front of him, Jing Rong hurriedly put down the cup in his hand and stepped forward, half-kneeling beside Su Qinghui to help her up: "Where did you knock it?" "Head, headache" Jing Rong was a little angry, and it really didn't stop.

"Sit down" said as he got up to get the ointment, pulled out his hair and gently rubbed it: "Are you better?" There was silence in his answer, and he brushed his loose hair, and saw that the person who had just complained of him was now sleeping peacefully.

Jing Rong looked down at her sleeping face, and reached out to gently wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. Under the candle flame, there was tenderness in his eyes that he did not perceive.