Although the third prince did not go out in the first month, he never talked to her, and she was not allowed to go out, and she had to strictly abide by women's morals.

What kind of woman, it is clear that she is worried that she will convey the news to His Royal Highness the Prince.

Qi Qiaochu sneered, he didn't give her a chance, how did he know that she wouldn't change her mind?

This situation of staying at home really made Qi Qiaochu difficult for a while.

She threw the hairpin to the ground and scolded the frustrated maid.

"Waste, I just want to listen to the play, but as a result, none of you can invite it. ”

". The maid was scolded with a bitter face, "The slave and maid tried their best, but the best troupe in the capital is really difficult to invite......"

"It's hard to invite a good troupe, then bring someone over for me!"

Staying in the palace every day, there is no entertainment, and no one is to relieve his worries and boredom, Qi Qiaochu feels that he can be driven crazy in minutes.

The maid, who was scolded by the stinking, cried and mourned, withdrew from the palace, and went outside to probe her brain.

How has this theatrical trend become popular lately...... She didn't feel it at all.

And the princess said simply, just pull a singer to come, where is there a singing......

"Blue sky, yellow leaves and ......"

...... Target.

The maid turned her head mechanically, and looked at the man and woman squatting in Lu Wangfu with her orchid fingers singing in surprise, and almost dropped her jaw to the ground.

Is it the Buddha who lit it, or the gods who took care of it, and there was really a pie in the sky?

The pretty girl hurriedly ran over, found the little girl who was deliberately wandering around King Lu's mansion, and asked tentatively, "This sister, but she is from the pear orchard?"

The little girl turned her head, with oil paint on her face, and she was a graceful little flower.

There was a man standing next to him, who didn't apply powder, and it seemed that he was just playing with the girl, and he was not professional.

"The little girl is not talented, she is not a corner, she just likes to sing a few tunes at will and chat to relieve boredom. The little girl pinched her throat and sighed slowly.

After receiving an affirmative reply, the maid's face suddenly appeared with joy. She hesitated slightly, then took the little girl's hand, and said with a smile:

"This sister, you are blessed, the third princess wants to listen to the music, if you follow me into the palace and make the princess happy, the benefits will definitely be indispensable to you. ”

The little girl was startled, waved her hand flatteredly, and excused herself: "This ...... The little woman's skills are low, and I am afraid that she will not be able to satisfy the three imperial concubines. ”

Although she said so, how could the maid who had been in the rain for a long time be willing to give up. She persuaded left and right, stiffly wore out a mouth, and finally said that she moved this aunt who saved her from punishment, and half-pushed and half-shoved into the palace.

The moment she stepped into the palace, the dust on Ye Qinzhu's wrist covered the barrier of the Lu Palace, and the barrier added her breath, and from now on, she would ignore the traces of her entry.

There are two layers of enchantments in the Lu Palace, one is set up by the three princes, and the other is set up by Qi Qiaochu.

Obviously, Qi Qiaochu's enchantment is the prince's enchantment.

The medicinal powder in Ye Qinzhu's hand was impartial, covering the enchantment of the crown prince Yang Qinghan, Yang Qingjue had studied the elixir for so long, and it was really easy to deal with the extremely familiar Ningguo enchantment.

The three princes took her trying to enter the Lu Palace, one was testing her, and the other was protecting her.

From this, if Yang Qinghan had pharmaceutical talents on his side, would he have entered the Lu Wangfu unconsciously?

Qi Qiaochu was lying on the windowsill, focusing on teasing a macaw that was learning to speak, and he didn't even notice the maid coming in.

". The maid slowly stepped forward and said, "The little Dan you are looking for is here." ”

The decoration on Ye Qinzhu's face covered the smile, and she raised her head to look at Qi Qiaochu.

Qi Qiaochu was graceful, but her face was full of impatience, obviously she couldn't find a famous drama recently, which really made her angry.

"What do you sing as a little girl?" Qi Qiaochu kept teasing the birds, looking at Ye Qinzhu's eyes with wholehearted contempt.

"The little girl only knows a few songs, namely "Explanation", "Garden", and "Shocking Box", I don't know which one the princess wants to hear?"

"Whatever you want, just sing it. Qi Qiaochu collapsed in his position, without the posture of a princess.

Ye Qinzhu lowered his eyes, looking respectful and humble.

The mountains and flowers are blooming, the children are walking everywhere, and the splendid blueprint in the story is vividly depicted, but this reality is very different from it.

"It is said that the capital is full of good scenery, singing and dancing, and all countries are coming. ”

The painting skin of the capital is about to be stripped off, and within a few days, there will be a war report galloping in.

"It is said that the Son of Heaven lives in the temple and is mighty and unyielding. ”

The emperor was old and sick, and the crown prince controlled the government, encircled the courtiers, and mutilated his siblings.

The scenery of this Ningguo is not much better.

The maid only took Ye Qinzhu away, leaving Zhong Ying standing outside alone.

Before Miss Ye San went in, she stressed to Zhong Ying that he should not go anywhere, stay where he was, and wait for him to come back.

Although Zhong Ying is not Ye Qinzhu's person yet, and no one can control his unauthorized actions, he is unwilling to pass by such a third lady in vain.

After all, it was an interesting third lady.

Moreover......

Zhong Ying glanced at the figure on the top of the pavilion and sighed softly.

There, there is also an iceberg aunt staring.

The enchanted night weaves a net of tranquility that envelops this bad capital.

Qi Qiaochu held the pen in his hand, wrote the letter hesitantly, and after a long time, he finally made up his mind to hand over the letter to the maid.

"Go, hand it over to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She said.

Put the demon puppet on the bed, and instructed Qingtang to protect the law, Ye Qinzhu went out of the Ye Mansion alone.

Several flipped, pitch-black silhouettes rose and fell in the sky above the capital, crashing into the barrier covering the Zhaowang Mansion.

She spilled a handful of powder and dissolved the enchantment set by Yang Qingtan. At the same time, he put his hand in front of him, like a fish in water, and flexibly drilled into the enchantment of His Royal Highness the Prince.

The barrier did not play a protective role due to her arrival, nor did it detect the proximity of people and separated, it was like a film of water, allowing Ye Qinzhu to pass through it.

Entering the backyard of King Lu's mansion lightly, Ye Qinzhu found a tree and landed on the trunk.

Before she could gain a foothold, a gust of wind slammed behind her, threatening to throw her off the tree.

Ye Qinzhu hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and took the opportunity to fall to the ground, staring at the third prince.

After seeing too much cold noodles and Qingtang, and then looking at the third prince Yang Qingtan, Ye Qinzhu consciously immunized a lot.

"Your Royal Highness. She arched her hand.

The spirit master's eyesight was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people at night, and Ye Qinzhu could clearly see that Yang Qingtan was holding a black whip in his hand, and it was this black whip that was thrown out just now, and he almost hit her.

"What do you want to learn?" Yang Qingtan had a bracelet tied to his left wrist, and it seemed that he had indeed accepted Ye Qinzhu's gift, and in exchange, he offered the help he had promised before.

"I want to learn shortsword. Ye Qinzhu stretched out his hand and stroked.

"Short sword?" Yang Qingtan didn't expect Ye Qinzhu to reply like this, and hesitated, "The short sword itself is only long enough, and it is only suitable for assassination-type weapons, and using it for melee combat will inevitably drag you back." ”