She is so humble that people have nothing to say.

Qin Changhuan thought that she had been with Zhang Xian for a long time.

It's better to ask her to hire a companion with Zhang Xian.

Su Yue was angry on the sidelines.

She's forcing someone to keep her.

Where is such a truth.

"Princess, no."

She shook her head.

Whether it's really for Zhang Xianpin's sake, or for her own sake.

The ripples are all people who can't enter the palace.

"She is broken, how can she enter the palace?"

Qin Changhuan patted the back of Su Yue's hand.

"Let's go and see how lunch is prepared, and don't forget to give my father and mother some of the pastries we brought out of the palace."

Su Yue frowned slightly, although she was extremely reluctant, she still nodded and turned to leave.

Qin Changhuan stepped forward and helped the ripples up.

Ripple didn't dare to look up at her, but peeked at her.

From just now, she didn't dare to open her mouth to speak.

Qin Changhuan knew that the injury in her mouth was no longer healable.

"Ripples, I can take you back to the palace, but I'm afraid you can't wait near me, if you let the prince see ......"

She didn't go on the rest of the day.

The ripples are clear.

These days, she figured it out, too.

If you're like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to see anyone in the future.

"I know, princess, I know, and I beg the princess to have mercy, I will definitely not let the princess see my face, but, I hope that the princess can tolerate me by your side, even if it is just a girl who brings tea and water."

Originally, she didn't need to do any of this work.

Qin Changhuan sighed.

"It's just like this, I'm too wronged by you."

Ripple hurriedly shook his head.

"No grievances, no grievances, as long as Miss is willing to take me away, I will repay me with death!"

As she spoke, she knelt down again.

Qin Changhuan breathed a long sigh of relief and grabbed her arm.

The already endless and humble ripples are very grateful to be caressed by Zhang Xian Ping again at this moment.

You know, no one remembers the icing on the cake, and the friendship in the snow is deep.

is all the past, and she also knows that Zhang Xianpin also has Zhang Xianpin's difficulties.

After lunch, two secret letters were sent into the palace through the Xihua Gate.

In the study, Yan Heng looked at the secret letter sent by Zhang Xia and the family, and was a little hesitant for a while.

Who's better to take apart first?

The eunuch Hood laughed on the side.

"These two princesses are really capable, and they have only been working hard for so many days before they have sent things in."

Yan Heng glanced at him.

"Don't say anything you shouldn't say."

His tone was indifferent, but his words were ruthless.

Hood threw himself down.

"Yes, Your Majesty taught you."

Yan Heng's eyes fell on the two letters again, and without thinking about it, he opened them all at once.

What he didn't expect was that there were actually two maps of the palace and two additional letters.

On the left is Zhang Xianpin's, and on the right is Xia Shuying's.

The letterhead is the same, the gold-sprinkled printed paper of the palace.

But after unfolding the map, he couldn't help laughing.

Hood peeked at it and almost burst out laughing.

But he didn't dare to be like just now, he just held back his laughter and felt uncomfortable.

Those two letters were nothing special, but the map drawn by Xian Ping was really hard to see.

Xia Shuying, as everyone's daughter, is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although this painting cannot be said to be very good, it is clear and clear in the end.

can look at Zhang Xianpin again, the painting is very vivid.

It's just that the path is crooked, and the words are very ugly.

Remembering that she didn't learn all day long, Yan Heng didn't care about anything anymore.

"Separate the two letters."

He motioned for Hood to step forward.

I sat down upside down and looked at the two maps.

After taking a closer look, he felt that this Zhang Xian was a little interesting.

These two maps, from a distance, are naturally better than Xia Shuying's.

But looking at the past, Xia Shuying's paintings are neat and clean.

But in the end, there is no meticulousness of Zhang Xianpin.

Not only where to go on each path, but also to the iconic objects at every turn.

Or a towering ancient tree, or a strange stone.

It can be seen that she is attentive.

"Your Majesty, faith."

Hood handed both letters to Yan Heng.

After Yan Heng took a look at it again, he became more curious about that Zhang Xianpin.

It is full of the names of the palace stewards and servants, as well as a thousand cities. Some places that I often visit.

But Zhang is idle, but there are more details.

For example, what is Song Ji's personality, who is Qin Jian's friendship with, and so on.

When you look at it this way, it's clear at a glance.

"This Zhang Xian hired her, but he underestimated her."

Yan Heng put down the letter, and the dragon's heart was happy.

But right now, it's not the time to rush to see who matters.

There is nothing wrong with what Xia Shuying did.

It's just that she lacks some understanding of people's hearts.

Without empathy, many things may be missing.

Yan Heng's thoughts drifted far away.

In the past, Qin Changhuan didn't know how to draw.

He once forced her to draw a picture, and finally laughed at her.

He remembered her as a little sad.

But later, he coaxed her for a long time and said a lot of sweet words before she became happy again.

Thinking of this, I only feel sad now.

He never told anyone, and he missed those days.

Those days when he still had a sincere heart for her, and a young heart.

But he never said he regretted it.

He was born in the emperor's family, and his life never came to himself.

So he can't regret coming this far.

Absolutely not.

He was distracted, and the eunuch suddenly came in to report that the maid beside Yan Zhao, Xiu'er, was here.

What Yan Heng hates most now is hearing the word princess.

Instead of looking like a princess all day long, she looked like a troublemaker.

On the second day of the wedding in Qiancheng, he actually went to the other party's house to make trouble.

Fortunately, things didn't get too big.

Otherwise, where will he put his face as an emperor?

"Enter."

But that Xiu'er doesn't make people feel disgusted.

Even, her gestures are a little similar to Qin Changhuan.

"Your Majesty."

Xiu'er came in and bowed to him.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, please go to Jinfangzhai for dinner in the evening."

Yan Heng took aside the two letters and maps on the table, got up and walked down the steps.

"Why did Zhao'er ask me to eat? But what's the matter? ”

His eyes were always fixed on Xiu'er, as if he wanted to dig something out of her heart.

Xiu'er took a step back, her head bowed tightly.

"Your Highness didn't say anything, just asked me to invite Your Majesty."

Yan Heng stopped two steps away from her, watching her hand grasp the skirt tightly, and she didn't dare to move.

This feeling of surrendering to him made him very unhappy.

He suddenly remembered the palace maid who had been rewarded to Qiancheng Jue before, and he forgot what it was called.

I only remember that between my eyebrows and eyes, there are some similarities with Qin Changhuan.

"Xiu'er, how long have you been following Zhao'er?"

He asked softly.

Xiu'er opened her mouth like a mosquito.

"Return, return to Your Majesty, it's been a year."

Yan Heng's gaze was very far, but everywhere he looked, there were only red bricks and green tiles.

Or the lattice windows.

Three years ago, it was the day when Qin Changhuan left her.

A year ago, it was the day when Chongyue Jiu returned to the imperial capital.

It's just that until now, there is no news.

But he knew that she must be fine.

She's going to come back to get revenge on herself, why hasn't she come back? Why don't you come to him yet?

He was thinking about it here, and Xiu'er just stood on the side, not saying a word.

For a long time, he also felt bored.

"Okay, go back and tell Zhao'er that I'll go over to have dinner with her in the evening, and it just so happens that I have something to find her."

It's time to talk about a thousand cities.

Xiu'er bent her knees deeply, and hurriedly turned around and fled out of the hall.

For Yan Heng, she was a little scared.

Because of the previous matter of the palace maid Rou'er, it has spread throughout the palace.

It's just that no one dares to reach his ears.

Jin Fangzhai, Yan Zhao has already prepared dinner.

The sun was shining brightly during the day, but now the sky suddenly darkened.

A strong wind swept through the palace.

The dark sky seemed to be falling.

Xiu'er closed the doors and windows, and when she looked back, she saw that Yan Zhao was dressed in red.

"Princess, why are you wearing this one?"

This one, she was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Yan Zhao thought that she was just asking, so she didn't say much.

"Go and see, is the imperial brother here?"

Today, she wants to officially explain her intentions to the imperial brother about Qianchengjue.

She didn't believe that the royal brother was so ruthless.

As soon as Xiu'er arrived at the door, he saw Yan Heng coming in a hurry.

is only a eunuch with Hood.

She was just about to pass the message, but she saw Yan Heng raise her hand to signal.

She had no choice but to be silent.

Yan Heng left Hood outside the door and entered the hall alone.

Seeing the delicacies on the table, he knew that Yan Zhao had prepared it with his heart.

It's just that, far away, he saw the red back, and his heart trembled.

"Changhuan?"

He snorted twice.

Two steps closer, the back became clearer and clearer.

However, that long red dress was not long ago the one that Qin Changhuan loved to wear?

He couldn't believe it.

Perhaps, he was also confused in front of him, only vaguely seeing this piece of red, and felt in a trance.

"Changhuan?"

He took two more steps forward and shouted.

Yan Zhao quickly turned around and saw that Yan Heng was a pair of confused eyes.

His eyes seemed to be full of tears, as if he had a thousand words to say.

"Brother Huang, you're here."

She was so happy that she didn't even pay attention to what he had just called.

But almost instantly, Yan Heng's face changed suddenly.

From gentleness to anger, from emotion to shock.

"How are you?"

He spoke.

Yan Zhao was puzzled.

"Why, can't it be me?"

She didn't understand what Yan Heng meant.

"Why are you wearing this garment?"

He said word by word, and his tone was very thick and loud.

Only then did Yan Zhao understand why he was like this.

It's nothing more than because the one I'm wearing is red.

Qin Changhuan likes to wear red.

"What? Brother Huang, this red is only worn by her, but I can't wear it? ”

She was dismissive.

But in the next moment, Yan Heng stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder.