Han Ying didn't dare to look back, but said:

"Slaves don't have ......"

As soon as the voice came out, with a thick nasal voice, she quickly stopped her voice. Suddenly, his arm was grabbed by the Nine Emperor Princes, and he pulled him over, turned around, and Han Ying was directly facing the Nine Emperor Princes.

"Go inside."

Liang Yuanhe's voice was cold. I don't know why this is the case, now as long as she is in close contact with the Nine Emperor Princes, Han Ying can't help but be nervous, she will think of the words of Lord Wenyan, and she has a feeling of self-pride in it. She knew a little in her heart that it might be that Lord Wenyan had figured out Han Ying's intentions and the intentions of the Nine Emperor Princes.

"Your Highness...... The snow hasn't been cleared yet......"

At this time, Liang Yuanhe snatched the broom, threw it into the air, and split it in the air, and the broom was torn apart! Han Ying was suddenly frightened. Jiuyu, Ji Xuanshu and Yi Chen, who were standing at the door and watching, were also shocked. Originally, Jiuyu was going to go out with the Nine Emperor Princes, but the master didn't let them, so they watched the two people from a distance, but they didn't expect such a scene to appear, and everyone's hearts were puzzled and surprised.

Han Ying was so shocked that she didn't dare to make a sound, her body was controlled by the cold and fright, and she couldn't stop shaking. Liang Yuanhe's voice came:

"It's snowing, tell me, how can I clean it up?"

Liang Yuanhe's anger rushed towards Han Ying like fire, and Han Ying didn't dare to move even more. Suddenly, Liang Yuanhe grabbed Han Ying's wrist and walked straight to the house with her. The speed was too fast, Han Ying stumbled and almost fell. A few people at the door, seeing this scene, hurriedly got out of the way from afar, and watched the Nine Emperors enter the house like a chicken.

Yi Chen was the first to react, and hurriedly closed the door, and then the three people standing at the door looked at each other and stood straight together.

After entering the house, a wave of heating came to my face. Liang Yuanhe let go of his hand, and Han Ying quickly stabilized his body and stood honestly.

"Are you literate today?"

Liang Yuanhe asked.

"No ......"

Han Ying replied cautiously.

"Have you practiced?"

"No ......"

"That's not going yet!"

Liang Yuanhe scolded sharply. Han Ying hurriedly came to the table and picked up the brush. But after freezing outside for too long, my fingers have become stiff, and I can't control the pen and ink at all. Liang Yuanhe didn't care about her, knowing that Han Ying had gone to the table, he sat down by the piano and closed his eyes, as if he was adjusting his unstable breath. After a while, a calm sound came from the room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, Liang Yuanhe asked Han Ying to keep vigil, but Han Ying was really sick, she said:

"Your Highness, the slave maid is really a little uncomfortable, I'm afraid of infecting Your Highness."

"Didn't you take medicine?"

Liang Yuanhe's voice was emotionless. Han Ying was stunned, Yi Chen had prescribed medicine to herself, but now her nose and head are still uncomfortable, and she can't get any disease right away, it really hurts the Nine Emperors to also get caught with the cold, so what can I do?

"Your Highness......"

"Resist?"

"Slaves don't dare to ......"

At night, Han Ying tried her best to curl herself up in the small corner next to the bed, fortunately she didn't sneeze now, but her nose was blocked, and it was still very uncomfortable. Flickering, it took a long time to fall asleep. Half-asleep and half-awake, Han Ying felt that her body was vacated, and years of palace literacy made her wake up all of a sudden. She was a little confused, but she saw that the reason why she felt wrong was that the Nine Emperor Princes had picked herself up! This time, Han Ying was completely energetic, and struggled to say:

"Your Highness...... You're ......"

Liang Yuanhe ignored her and put her directly on his bed. When her body touched the soft futon, Han Ying almost didn't jump up as if she was pierced with thorns all over her body.

"Your Highness...... Slaves and maids are guilty......"

She didn't know why the Nine Emperor Princes were like this, how could a slave and maid lie on the master's couch?

"Lie down."

Liang Yuanhe's voice was surprisingly soft, making Han Ying unconsciously relax. But her eyes were still wide, trying to watch the actions of the Nine Emperor Princes in the dark.

Liang Yuanhe covered the quilt for Han Ying, and there was still the residual temperature of the body temperature of the Nine Emperor Princes inside. I had been on the ground before, and it was indeed cold, and my body was weak, and she suddenly came into contact with the soft and warm quilt, which made Han Ying feel a lot more comfortable in an instant. She sleeps here, what about the Nine Emperors?

Between them, Liang Yuanhe put on his cloak, came to the table, sat down, put his chin lightly on his hand, and closed his eyes.

The unique aroma of the Nine Emperor Princes came from the futon, and Han Ying's heart became hot. For so many days, the awkwardness between him and the Nine Emperor Princes seemed to have disappeared at this moment. She didn't fall asleep for a long time, thinking about Lord Wenyan's words, but the actions of the Nine Emperor Princes just now made Han Ying's thoughts change again.

It seems that he likes the Nine Emperor Princes, and it's right. He is different from the Five Princes, who can be said to be the first person he met when his love was first opened. But it was just a short-lived emotion, and after understanding it, Han Ying couldn't agree with all the things about the five princes. If you don't agree with your will, how can your emotions last for a long time? But for the Nine Emperors, Han Ying remembered a sentence from Tao Qingling before, saying that the relationship between men and women is either love at first sight or love over time. Obviously, Han Ying is the latter for the Nine Emperor Princes.

Han Ying lay on her side, looking at the back of the Nine Emperor Princes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. She decided that she would only pay attention to her heart and would not have any luxury. Being able to serve by the side of the Nine Emperor Princes every day is already a mercy from God. Of course, she thought that the Nine Emperors did this to themselves out of concern for the palace people. In the future, there will be no awkward awkwardness to avoid the Nine Emperor Princes, Han Ying will serve more wholeheartedly, and there will be no second heart.

Han Ying woke up very early, and because she slept comfortably last night, her spirit was much better. She hurriedly got up, not knowing if the Nine Emperor Princes would be cold. He's got a cloak again, which should be okay. Han Ying brought another thick piece of clothing, and just as he was about to put it on him, Liang Yuanhe woke up, and Han Ying hurriedly said:

"Your Highness, be careful of catching a cold."

"Hmm."

Liang Yuanhe got up and returned to the bed, covered himself with the quilt, and went back to sleep. Han Ying seemed to have regained sustenance, feeling comfortable, like Feng Yuxian admonished, he must protect the Nine Emperor Princes and protect him.

Tonight, the fireworks festival began.

Since it is winter and the weather is very cold, some music and dance are held in the temple. Han Ying saw Chu Feiyan at the feast, she was indeed beside an ordinary guard. The guard is also powerful enough, such a grand ceremony, Chu Feiyan, a low-level palace maid, can be brought in by him. However, Chu Feiyan didn't seem to see herself, and her whole person was not as arrogant as before, but everything was very low-key.

The feasts are all the same, and the wine and food are nothing but this. Finally, when the fireworks were in full bloom, although it was cold, everyone was excited to walk out of the hall and see the prosperous scene.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of fireworks bursting one after another in the night sky illuminated the dark sky, and everyone couldn't help but be happy, and there were many discussions, all of which were words of praise for the fireworks.

Liang Yuanzhi was beside the emperor and Queen Qian, and kept looking back to find Han Ying's figure, but there were too many people, row after row, and he couldn't see it at all, so he had to look at the air in disappointment.

"Your Highness, it's really beautiful."

The voice was full of voices, and Jiuyu couldn't help but raise her voice. But soon, he quickly changed his words:

"Your Highness, do you hear that?"

Yi Chen next to him glared at him, what are you talking about? Liang Yuanhe was not angry, and he was in a good mood. They found that since the Nine Emperor Princes had captured Han Ying into the house that day, he was no longer cold.

"Your Highness, are you cold? The slave took you back? ”

Han Ying knew that the Nine Emperors had to come out, and all the masters came to see the fireworks, and he was just symbolically joining in the fun.

"Look at it for a while."

Liang Yuanhe did not go back, but said this sentence. When Han Ying heard this, she was even more happy, and turned her eyes to look at the bright night sky.

At this time, of course, there are the most people arranged around the emperor. The crown prince and the emperor are together, and Jiao Zhan'er and the prince are together, that is to say, Xia Ning can see Jiao Zhan'er.

Because of the large number of people, Xia Ning didn't talk to Jiao Zhan'er, but she looked at him more, and Jiao Zhan'er of course also noticed Xia Ning, and enjoyed the little girl's unique hot gaze a little proudly. Sometimes, he deliberately turned his back to her, and turned around after a while, seeing that Xia Ning was a little anxious, and then happy, Jiao Zhan'er's heart was very interesting.

"Stand up, pay attention to the rules!"

Fang Zhizhen walked over and said to the group of palace maids behind him. When Jiao Zhan'er heard this, he turned his head and watched with a little schadenfreude as those palace maids stood in several rows, and then Xia Ning was squeezed to the very edge, and it was probably very difficult to look at himself again. But Xia Ning still showed a round face strongly, and looked at Jiao Zhan'er "from afar".

Jiao Zhan'er couldn't help but be amused by Xia Ning's expression, but he didn't expect that his smile happened to be seen by Fang Zhizhen, who turned around, and her position was just close to the middle of Jiao Zhan'er and Xia Ning's line of sight. She was stunned, she didn't expect Jiao Zhan'er to be here, and at night, the fireworks illuminated limitedly, the light flashed, and she couldn't see it really, she thought that Jiao Zhan'er recognized herself and was smiling at herself, which instantly made Fang Zhizhen blush, but fortunately no one paid attention. She couldn't help but smile back, and when Jiao Zhan'er withdrew her gaze, she saw Fang Zhizhen smiling at herself, she was stunned, and suddenly withdrew her smile, and then turned around to talk to the prince.

Fang Zhizhen didn't pay attention to this subtle movement, she was in charge of the courtyard, and it was normal to communicate with the guards and masters. She came to Jiao Zhan'er's side, first saluted the emperor and the crown prince, the emperor and Liang Yuanzhi nodded to her, and then looked at the fireworks together and said something.

Fang Zhizhen looked at Jiao Zhan'er's handsome side face and the flowing bun on his forehead, and the scene where he saved himself that day sounded, so he mustered up his courage and said:

"Lord Jiao."

Jiao Zhan'er heard someone next to him calling him, turned his head, saw that it was Fang Zhizhen, nodded his head, folded his arms around his shoulders, did not speak, and looked at another firework that had just exploded.