Three years ago, Yongyan couldn't give up after returning from a private visit, and after asking Sibao repeatedly, he only knew that the prince had met a girl, and the others were gone. What made Lang Juan even more at a loss was that since then, the prince did not let any concubines serve on this day every year, and stayed alone in the study of the side hall.

Perhaps, what she can't get, the woman she misses is her heart disease.

Sibao hurriedly returned to the side hall, and Yongyan was playing with the hosta.

It was a crested hosta, and the color of the jade was not very good, and there was even gold thread wrapped around it. The place where the gold thread was wrapped was originally a broken mark, but Yongyan found the best master of the Internal Affairs Department to repair it.

But Yongyan looked at the corner of his mouth with a smile, looking at this hosta, it seemed that scene appeared in front of him again.

That day, he had just come out of the palace, and Huang Ama was getting older, but he did not relax his control over the court at all, but his temper became more and more strange. Because the Gurkha sent troops to invade the Tibetan border on the grounds that the Tibetan authorities were leviing too heavy trade taxes, he was beaten down by the angry Emperor Ama, and he was in a depressed mood.

It seems that the girl is about eleven or twelve years old, although she is dressed in plain clothes, she can see from her eyes that she does not look like an ordinary person. The girl was followed by an old slave and a maid of the same age, and at this moment, the old slave was standing in front of the girl and arguing with a man.

According to his usual temperament, Yongyan scoffed at this kind of street mundane thing, but that day when he saw the girl who was still cold and resolute with a handkerchief biting her lip and still cold and resolute in her eyes, he was relieved and wanted to see what was going on.

"Master, aren't we going home?" Sibao cautiously looked at Yongyan's face and asked.

"Don't go back yet." Yongyan played with the jade wrench on his thumb with both hands, and his eyes didn't turn away from the girl at all.

"But Fujin ......," Sibao hurriedly raised his voice to say something, but was interrupted by Yongyan's reprimand.

Yongyan frowned and glanced at him, "If you talk more, I'll go back and transfer you to Fujin!" ”

Sibao hurriedly bowed down and said in fear, "Master, the slave has a lot of mouths, you can spare me." Then he took a few steps back and quietly followed behind Yongyan.

Look at the man at a glance is the child of the Eight Banners, looking like he is the only one who is swaggering, the woman is protected by the old slave, and she is staring at him with frowning eyebrows.

The old slave bent over and begged for mercy in a low voice, "Young master, please, don't be embarrassed for my young lady, the old man said that the money will be returned to you as soon as possible." The minions can't pay you compensation, will you let us go? ”

"Hey~~" The man's tone was full of yin and yang, and this shout attracted many people who came and went.

As more and more people joined in the fun, the maid next to her was anxiously red, and kept pulling the corners of the lady's clothes, and whispered to her ear, "Miss, you go first, there are more and more people coming and going here, you are not suitable here." Madame should be in a hurry, too! ”

The woman clenched her sleeves tightly and her eyes were humiliated, and she didn't say a word, as if she wanted to shoot through the scoundrel young master with her eyes like frost and knives.

"Old thing, less TM nonsense, where is there a place for you to talk, get out of here!" The man tilted his head on tiptoe, spit on his face, and with a flick of his arm, he pushed the old slave to the ground.

Seeing that the old slave was pushed, the woman quickly squatted down, stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Uncle Qiao, are you okay?" ”

The maid didn't care about anything, so she hurriedly stepped forward and asked with red eyes, "Hey, are you unreasonable?" My young master borrowed your money, and he is not my young lady, besides, our master has said that he will raise it and return it to you as soon as possible, why do you have to embarrass us! ”

"Fuck off! It's not your right to speak, this realm, it's up to me, since you owe money, you have to pay it back, and if you can't pay it back, you can only pay off the debt with people. The man's eyes did not leave the woman squatting on the ground, and he stared obscenely.

"Say what? Hetu, our family owes you money, but we are trying to find a way to pay you back. If you don't talk like this again, I can only report to the official! The woman's crescent-like eyes looked straight at the man at the moment, very ashamed.

I saw the man disdainfully "cut" a sound, "Report to the official? I'm the official! What I say is what I say, what do you do with me? When he finished speaking, he tore the woman's arm.

The maid's eyes quickly pounced in front of the woman, her voice was much weaker than before, and prayed, "Master, you have a lot, let my young lady go, can I go with you?" ”

The man was originally upset when he was blocked, but when he heard this, he laughed "Yo he" at the beginning of the show, pinched the maid's tear-stained chin, and smacked her, "It's up to you?" Do you deserve it too? ”

The maid's humiliated whole body trembled, her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and her lips were bitten.

There were more and more onlookers, although there were also people who understood things, but they all knew that this He Tu was a famous ruffian and hooligan, and his family was rich and powerful, so he didn't dare to offend, so he had to look at each other and beat the drum in his heart for the situation of these people.

Just when a few people were forced to tremble, Yongyan really couldn't stand it.

Seeing that his master had walked up, Sibao hurriedly ordered his entourage to say a few words and followed closely.

"I didn't know that I needed to find you for advice on everything in this capital......" With a flick of the fan, Yongyan walked over while talking.

Everyone was surprised who was so bold and dared to speak so presumptuously, when they saw a handsome boy coming over.

The maid and the woman were protected by him, and the dazzling sunlight was softened by his figure at the moment.

"Who are you? Don't get in my way, uncle! The man's voice was so powerful that everyone wanted to hear it.

"I'm still in my way!" Yongyanyun's light and breezy look, and the sideburns and hair that fluttered with the breeze of the fan all showed that this person's calm and relaxed spirit and this person's strategy.

"Look for death!" He Tu's aura was not propped up, and he wanted to punch Yongyan in the face in anger.

Just when Hetu waved his fist viciously and hit Yongyan directly, there was a "click" in an instant, and only the sound of brittle bones being broken could be heard, and then, a wail that could be heard ten miles away resounded throughout the capital.

"Bastard, this capital is not a place for you to go wild! Then Lord Aqi, this beast is your son of the Yellow Flag. After the four treasures flew and twisted Hetu's arm, they threw him at Na Qi's feet with their strength.

When Na Aqi saw that the prince was present, he trembled and was directly paralyzed, lying on the ground, shaking and crying and kowtowing silently to plead guilty, "The prince is angry, the prince is angry, it is all the poor discipline of his subordinates, so that this bastard thing is embarrassed and bullied the weak." Someone, take Hetu down and kill him with a cane immediately! ”

He Tu, who was so painful that he cried and grabbed the ground, heard that it was the prince, and his heart was cold at the moment, and then he heard that Lord Aqi said that he was killed directly with a cane, and there was still a little bit of the smug look he had before, and there was only a strong "knock knock" kowtow. By the time he reacted, he had already been dragged out by two guards.

The old slave and the maid looked at Yongyan with gratitude and helped the young lady up.

Although the woman doesn't look very old, she is also knowledgeable, and after standing still, she patted the back of the maid's hand to indicate that she was fine, and then, she made a big salute with dignity, neither humble nor arrogant, full of respect, "The little girl sees the prince!" Thank you for saving me! ”

In this woman's eyes, Yongyan saw the tranquility and purity that had turned from humiliation, anger, and helplessness, and the chill emanating from the brown pupils under the fine bangs. At that moment, he wanted to know what happened to the woman so strongly, and he fell in love at that moment. As soon as such a thought came out, even he was startled, he was Chinese New Year's Eve years old, he thought that the days would go on so smoothly and indifferently, how could he have expected that he would be in a mood fluctuation because of a woman who had only seen one time in her teens.

Sibao saw that his grandfather was shaking, his heart trembled, he had already guessed seven or eight points, and stepped forward, "Master, this dog thing has been executed, so I won't get in the way of your eyes." However, thinking that the girl must have been frightened a lot, the servant asked Na Aqi to escort her home safely. ”

This kind of thing must be indispensable in the future, and now the prince is the prince who is most valued by the long live lord, and he has added the title of prince, to say a big disrespectful word, it is only a matter of time before he inherits the unification, and once the lord of the world, the favor of the harem is not much.

Unexpectedly, Yongyan, who has always been low-key and self-examining, waved his hand and said in disgust, "Don't let them pestle here, go back and introspect!" The faces of the Eight Banners disciples have been lost by them! ”

In this way, Na Aqi, who is good at observing words and feelings, has quietly retreated.

Sibao wanted to speak and stopped, but when he saw that the master went directly to help the woman who fell to the ground, he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"Sibao, find a doctor to show the old man the injury."

As soon as he pricked up his ears and heard the command, Sibao replied with a smile, "Master, it has been arranged." ”

"Thank you, no need." The woman and the maid supported the trembling Uncle Qiao on both sides, and separated themselves from Yongyan by a step.

"Miss, can you still go?" The maid's red eyes were still looking at the young lady's comfort.

The woman patted the maid's hand to reassure her. The casual smile was like a spring breeze, which made Yongyan's heart itch, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.

Before Yongyan could speak, Sibao was about to complain about his master, but Yongyan stretched out his hand to stop him.

The woman helped Uncle Qiao to leave without any nostalgia, and the maid looked back at Yongyan several times, trying to persuade her own miss, but the young lady hurriedly pulled the maid away with a look of avoiding suspicion.

Yongyan has never seen such a treatment of the person who helps him, does he think he is a bad person? Yongyan looked down at himself and couldn't help but ask himself.

Yongyan watched the three of them leave, but when Sibao scanned the surroundings, he found that the hosta on the ground had broken in half.

"Master." Sibao picked up the hosta and handed it to Yongyan.

I don't know why, Yongyan remembered the woman just now when he saw the hairpin, but it was unforgettable.

I thought that we would meet in Pingshui and passers-by, but I didn't expect this to become a cinnabar mole in his heart.

This is a memory of three years ago, and now looking back, it seems as clear and profound as yesterday's events. Later, Yongyan asked Sibao to inquire, but he only knew that it was a banner woman, and he didn't know much about other information. Perhaps, the woman has long forgotten about this matter, as for him, in a court situation like this, it is safest not to show off and not make mistakes. As for the children's personal affairs, let it be......

A gust of wind blew, and the "Moon Worship Pavilion" on the desk was opened with the wind.

It reads:

You are leaning on the fence to come to the stage, I am ready to be famous, who will say that I am in a hurry?

Only to the golden tripod to burn the dragon musk deer. and your courtesy visit to the distant sky and moon, this meaning is no different.

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