The sun shone through the clouds, sprinkling a gentle light, Jiang Fangzheng stood with a sword, the sword body glowed with coldness, and he had the demeanor of a young knight.

It's a pity that all the momentum is no more than a cup of tea, and after only a few moves, Cao Shouyang knocked down the sword.

"Can't you just let me do a little bit?" Jiang Fangzheng found a place with dry grass and sat down, not caring about the cold dust on the ground.

Cao Shouyang smiled lightly, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down with Jiang Fangzheng: "Now I let you, who will let you by the prince's side in the future?" ”

"Anyway, I'll be kicked back in two days, whatever!" Jiang Fangzheng casually pulled a piece of dry grass from the ground, broke it little by little, and threw it away, his face full of decadence.

"You don't want to serve next to the prince?"

"Not really." Jiang Fangzheng said sullenly, "But you can also see that I have such a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu, if there is really an assassin, I guess I will have to let the prince protect me." Jiang Fangzheng laughed heartlessly thinking about that picture, "But I have always heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a famous beautiful man in the dynasty, so beautiful that he can't distinguish between male and female, quite the demeanor of today's saint when he was young, and I don't know if this rumor is reliable." ”

"Indeed."

"You've seen it?" Jiang Fangzheng patted his head, "Oh yes, how did I forget, you have a relationship with the former queen, of course you will meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." How is it, is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince consistent with the rumors? How's the personality? Although the saint is handsome, he has a short temper, and he has an unknown amount of innocent people's blood on his hands..."

"Woo... Before he could finish his words, he was blocked by a hand.

It wasn't until Jiang Fangzheng nodded that he would not speak anymore that Cao Shouyang took down the hand covering his mouth, and the palm still retained a warm touch, Cao Shouyang's heart was chaotic for a few beats, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little, but he still had a straight face and a solemn expression: "Don't say this kind of thing in the future, especially after you enter the palace as the prince's entourage, remember to be cautious and be careful of misfortune." If there is a third person who knows what you said just now, not to mention your little life, that is, your father and the entire Jiang Mansion will all suffer, remember? ”

"Oh." Jiang Fangzheng responded sullenly, and then raised his head again, the corners of his lips were raised, he smiled cleanly, without impurities, and there was a star-like light in his slightly curved eyes, "I just said this in front of you, just by virtue of our relationship, I can trust you in whatever you say." ”

Although Cao Shouyang was keenly aware of the plans of the young man with a flattering smile with his eyes shining, he was still warmed by his words.

And then, sure enough.

"Monk Cao, you see that you are strong in martial arts, and you have formed a relationship with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince since you were a child, and now His Royal Highness the Crown Prince needs someone to protect you, I think you should go." After saying this, Jiang Fangzheng moved to Cao Shouyang's place again, and smiled more and more brightly, "Besides, do you rest assured that I will go to the palace alone?" It's a place to eat people, and if you're not careful, you won't be able to see me. ”

"Shut up." Cao Shouyang frowned, he didn't like to hear anything similar to him and Jiang Fangzheng never seeing each other again, and he always felt uneasy, as if this would be the end of the two of them.

Jiang Fangzheng watched Cao Shouyang turn into ice again, pursed his lips, and said reluctantly: "If you don't go, it's okay, can you accompany me to the palace in two days?" ”

Seeing that Cao Shouyang was still expressionless, Jiang Fangzhou sulked in his heart. I don't know why, since the last time the two woke up from the same bed, the relationship between them seems to have changed a little bit, but they can't touch it.

When you are ignorant, your feelings are like mimosas that have just stretched out their branches, tender and unclear, and like a gentle light rain, which is thick and hazy, but you can't let go of it or tear it apart.

Sensing that Jiang Fangzheng's mood was suddenly low, Cao Shouyang had a trace of sweetness in his heart that quietly slipped in, like a flower that had been waiting for so long finally had a little fragrance.

But there could be no movement.

Any breeze could blow away this little bit of fragrance, and he couldn't afford to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't afford it.

Cao Shouyang is like an experienced hunter, lying motionless in the heavy snow, just to find out all the habits of the fawn that has been staring at for a long time, just waiting for a suitable time to catch it all, but before that, it is better to feed it a handful of food, so that he can get used to his existence.

"Okay."

Jiang Fangzheng lowered his head and played with the grass on the ground that was pressed by him, and suddenly heard such a word, raised his head blankly, looked at Cao Shouyang who was sitting beside him, and his ignorant big eyes did not blink.

"I said, okay." Cao Shouyang couldn't help but reach out and rub Jiang Xiaolu's hair.

The fawn that was slowly encircled in one place did not know it, but simply looked at the food in front of him with joy, but did not know that he had already become an object in the eyes of the hunter, and the danger was slowly approaching.

There is no such thing as a free lunch.

It's a pity that Jiang Fangzheng didn't understand this truth at this time, and when he understood, it was too late, and the cold young man painted a prison with love and couldn't break free.

"Laughing at the Yiren drunk red dust, the spring breeze rises, the willow branches, graceful, no one knows, the dream of Lang Jun Ri Rien, the cold of midwinter, the fragrance of plum blossoms, the pretty branches and buds, the west window, and the red candles are cut frequently..."

"Fang Cai is very interested. A song gently flutters and disturbs the hearts of others. ”

"Two tears turned into frost..."Fang Baobao put his hands on the strings, twisted them lightly and slowly, the cold wind blew, with the glimmer of the day, and the scattered hair never rolled up, and there was no longer the appearance of before.

"It's been a long time since I've heard such a sad tune, and this few sounds make people feel sad."

"Niangniang, this song tells the voice of the composer, and now that you have the grace of the palace alone, who dares to let you hear the sadness of the song? The concubine also felt uncomfortable listening to it just now, such a mournful tune, wouldn't it be another complaint against the emperor for being ruthless? It's just that this talented person lost his father not long ago, and now he has lost his son, of course, he is sad in his heart, so he can figure it out. ”

"Zheng..."

Fang Baobao hooked the strings, flicked his sleeves and stood up, but ignored Ji Yingxue's group.

"Bold and talented, Concubine Niangniang is here, and she still doesn't salute! Have you forgotten that now you have already been stripped of your title and reduced to a talented person, so why don't you hurry up and salute the concubine! ”

"I don't know when the dog that followed the lady would bite. How? Do you really think of yourself as a dog and learn to fight against people? Fang Baobao sat in front of the dresser with a thin layer of ash, picked up a mahogany comb, and gently combed his messy hair.

"You're the dog!"

"Poof..."Fang Baobao raised his head and looked at the person who had been trying to poke a knife in her heart, and laughed.

"What are you laughing at? You are just a waste person who has been beaten into the cold palace, the emperor will never remember you again, you will spend the rest of your life in this cold palace for decades, why are you laughing at me? The man was furious.

"Laugh at you pathetic. Laugh at you for a night of grace in front of others to be servile, laugh at the man you have never seen in the palace for many days, laugh at the fact that you will one day give your heart to the negative person, laugh at your life with unwillingness and loneliness, laugh at your fantasy dreams will be shattered into sharp knives and eventually make you bruised, laugh at you for being miserable all the time in your life, laugh at you..."

"Palm!" Ji Yingxue found a slightly clean chair and wiped it clean before sitting down.

When the woman behind Ji Yingxue heard the word "palm mouth", the joy on her face was undisguised, she took a step forward, and wanted to walk towards Fang Baobao.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Three slaps in succession, the beaten person's eyes were full of stars, his body swayed slightly, but no one dared to reach out to help him, and finally fell to the ground.

"Concubine Shu's methods are really as clever as ever, leading people to come to me to demonstrate, let people understand your status in this palace, and then slap the person who speaks disrespectfully, and set your rules, it is really a good move, which makes people admire from the bottom of their hearts." Fang Baobao clings to a strand of green silk, combs it carefully, and occasionally lets go of the comb when he encounters a dead knot, and slowly unravels it.

The man who was knocked to the ground got up full, hunched and tiptoed back behind Ji Yingxue, and didn't dare to say more.

"It was immediate." Fang Baobao chuckled at the man's cowardly performance.

"Today, I was thinking that my sister you had just had a miscarriage and your body was weak, so I came to see you, but I didn't expect to meet someone who traveled with me on the way and came to see you together, but I never thought that the misunderstanding between you and me was so deep. Fang just slapped this sister's mouth because she violated the palace rules and had to be severely punished to correct the palace rules. Ji Yingxue's words were sincere, as if Fang Baobao's words had made her suffer a great grievance.

"In this way, the concubine has to thank the concubine." Fang Baobao hooked the corners of his lips, disapproving Ji Yingxue's words, there have been countless times when he has fought in private in the palace for so many years, and he has already figured out Ji Yingxue's routine, "It's just that the concubine's lower abdomen is uncomfortable, and she can't give a salute to the concubine, I hope you will forgive me." ”

"Sister, it's polite to say this, you and I are both serving by the emperor's side, so much friendship, and these false courtesies are out of sight." Ji Yingxue spoke politely, her smile was also gentle, her delicate makeup face was incompatible with the environment in this palace, and a pair of beautiful eyes with slight fine lines looked at the layout of this palace with her movements when she spoke. The tables and chairs were crooked, the plum blossoms that had been proud had died, and the white porcelain vase containing the flowers had been replaced with teacups, and dust was everywhere.

"It's just that my sister has just had a miscarriage, and her body must be weak, my sister looks at the lazy slaves and maids in this Yilan Palace, and this dust is scattered everywhere, it is really not suitable for recuperation, why don't my sister go to the emperor to ask for a favor for my sister, and go with me to Yichun Palace to recuperate, okay?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to live up to the good intentions of the lady." A light voice came from outside the hall, directly refuting Ji Yingxue's face.