Xuan, the color closest to bright yellow, made Yang Yan instantly recognize the identity of the man, the crown prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty, Zhao Xixing.

This is the first time she has seen this prince who is respected as a saint, and she has been rumored to be a blue-faced fanged for a while in Jiangnan, and a future king who has descended from the gods for a while, and it is also the first time she has understood the nursery rhyme, Lang Yan is unique, East Palace, Xiaofeng Wanyue, Lord of Jiangnan.

Yes, Lang Yan is unique.

She couldn't control her body, her gaze stayed on the man's face, and for two or three moments, except for pure amazement, all other words and thoughts were really blank.

So in such a short period of two or three moments, Zhao Xixing's face became more and more gloomy, and his suppressed anger was already the same as the north wind in December, and the people around him could feel the temperature drop, and Long Xiaowei, who was secretly guarding, simply unsheathed his dagger, and looked at Yang Yan's gaze as if he were looking at a dead person.

Douxi was pitiful for this woman again, and he was surprised that the newcomer didn't want to die, so he hurriedly crossed his heart and beat the dust away: "Huh! Silly? Seeing the crown prince, he still doesn't salute! ”

Yang Yan came to her senses, and because Jieyu's status was not high, she made a humble salute: "Jieyu Yang has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." ”

Zhao Xixing stared at the top of the woman's head, in addition to the fire in his heart, he was embarrassed, the kind of embarrassment that he wanted to turn back time or kill her with a knife.

You must know that he is climbing a tree at the moment, and he is climbing a tree without any image, but he was accidentally broken by others, and the word saint can be thrown into the stinky ditch in shame.

It was Zhao Xixing who froze among the trees, not sure whether it was better to come down or not, so he had to hang on the branch in a strange posture and speak coldly.

"Jieyu? Oh, Jieyu who came out the back door. ”

All the large halls of some size in the palace are equipped with back doors, which are entered and exited by servants who do menial work, such as those who deliver water, pour buckets, clean the drains, and the palace maids with heads and faces will not leave, let alone the concubines who are serious.

This question was very mean, Yang Yan bit his lower lip and realized that the word saint was worthy of his name.

"Back to the words of the crown prince...... Because the girl of the Lu family of Anyi came to greet the queen, she ...... Therefore, the queen asked the concubine to retreat through the back door. Yang Yan stumbled, and even Douxi next to him listened to it, and his face was playful.

It's too obvious. It is estimated that the Yang family provoked the Liu family, and as soon as Jieyu was canonized, he was taken aback.

Zhao Xixing thought seriously for a while, and understood: "Yes, the deceased wife of Shen Gui, Marquis of Pyeongchang, is the Lu family, the deceased mother of Shen Yin and Shen Yu, the Anyi Lu family is the in-law of the Shen family, and the father and emperor gave the daughter of the Anyi Lu family to Jiangning Weaving Liu Ren as his wife, and it is also a family that rewards loyalty." ”

Zhao Xixing glanced at Yang Yan again and raised his eyebrows: "No wonder." ”

The three words are very strange, abrupt, and cold.

The Heavenly Family's governance of the country is full of eyes and ears, especially among the official families and famous families, far more interesting than those on the surface, with some rumors in the south of the Yangtze River, Long Xiangwei has a secret return.

Yang Yan swelled up with bitter slight anger and blurted out: "...... The concubine never thought that she could meet His Royal Highness in the garden at the back gate. ”

Zhao Xixing remembered that he was still hanging on the tree, and the embarrassment became stronger, if it wasn't for the difficulty of climbing down than climbing up, he couldn't wait to slip down to the ground without making a sound, and then act as if nothing had happened.

Miscalculation, really miscalculation, Zhao Xixing secretly scolded himself thousands of times.

Because the back door is used by servants who do menial work, such as delivering water, pouring buckets, and cleaning drains, it is often connected to a small flower garden, planted with fragrant flowers and herbs, and drives away the smell.

At this moment, it is not yet the time for the above servants to run errands, Zhao Xixing thinks that it is seamless, he is a monkey climbing a tree and uprooting willows, and no one will see it, but God knows how someone can come out of the palace from the back door, or a concubine, and there is no way to silently shut up.

"It's Laba today, and I'm going to visit the Duchess of Jiafu later...... I saw that the plum blossoms here are good, so I folded some and brought them to talk about filial piety...... Questions? Zhao Xixing's bluffing accentuated tone, desperately trying to send the woman away.

"Your Highness is angry!" Yang Yan confessed his guilt in a regular manner, but he added a sentence that he couldn't die, "It's just that the concubine heard that the Duchess likes peony the most, and Jiafu is full of Yao, Huang, Wei, and purple ......."

"Presumptuous! Your Highness's words are also something you can question? It's just a Jieyu, don't step back soon! Douxi caught a glimpse of Zhao Xixing's face becoming more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly made the decision to reprimand Yang Yan, which was regarded as a good deed.

Yang Yan saluted and retreated, and it was already seven or eight steps out of the garden, she couldn't hold back inexplicably, but she still had the courage to look back.

The man in the robe was under the help of the chamberlain, climbing down the tree like a bear, tired that the palace robe was dirty and his face was spent, and he still raised his hands high, protecting a few plum blossoms he picked like a baby.

"Your Highness...... Duchess ...... No way? I could faintly hear the waiter quip.

The man in the robe didn't answer, but he seemed to remember someone, and a smile appeared on his frosty and terrifying face.

With such a gentle smile, even if it was far away, Yang Yan felt as if his heartbeat had stopped at that moment.

"Is it the Hua family, a good family who lives in Jiafu, His Royal Highness is really good to her." Yang Yan muttered, she understood such a smile, she had also had a son-in-law who only smiled at her like this.

……

"Yan'er, you wait, wait, I will definitely take you into Liu's mansion, we have been together, I have never disliked you as a concubine, you just have to wait for me."

The scholar in the blue robe looked at her eagerly, and the oath was as clean as his pupils, so clean that people could not be suspicious.

So she believed. After the double ten, he has not yet discussed his marriage, and he is laughed at in the boudoir.

"Yan'er, I want to get ahead, I want to be reused by the family, there is no master mother in the Qian Mansion, if you are the concubine of the head of the family, you will be able to be the same as Mrs., you can become my help, only you."

The scholar in the blue robe was still looking at her eagerly, and almost knelt down and begged her, as if she was really the only one.

So she believed. After crying for three days, he recommended his name and walked into the Qian Mansion.

Later, the scholar was going to marry the daughter of the Lu family, she became the emperor's concubine, and she was a dead woman who was alive behind the red wall.

……

Yang Yan glanced at the man in the robe again, the December sun was cloudy, but she felt that such a smile could brighten up the sky.

Dream-like beauty.

It was the last good day of her life.

Later that day, the frame of the East Palace drove into Jiafu, a man and a woman got out of the car, and were welcomed into the upper hall by the front and back clusters, and smelled the aroma of porridge and wine and the smoke of firecracker shells from afar.

"Say hello to my grandmother!"

After the courtesy, it is a family ceremony, Zhao Xixing and Zhao Yuzhen greeted Jia Wei, and the wrinkles of the old lady were laughing.

"Good, good! Bring up the laba porridge! The old man stared at them with his own eyes, you loved to drink it when you were a child, especially with more red dates! Javey's voice commanded, and the hot meal was presented like a long line.

"I haven't seen my grandmother for a long time, how are you old? My granddaughter misses you so much! Zhao Yu pounced on him like a child, hugging Jia Wei's coquettishness.

Zhao Xixing's always tense face also softened, and it was rare that he didn't persuade Zhao Yuqian, so he called for the newly woven fox skin to be brought up, saying that it was cold, and asked Jia Weishi to wear a hand warmer.

The house is full of laughter, three winters are like spring, when the door is closed, it is only about the family, regardless of the minister, Jia Weishi is Jia Zhang's wife, Jia Chan's mother, and the grandmother of his two in-laws, it is not common in the palace and outside the palace, so it is natural to kiss when you see it.

Jia Weishi seemed to remember something again, and shouted towards the back house: "Why haven't you come out yet?" My grandchildren have arrived, how long does it take to get dressed? ”

The maid next to her was gossiping: "The ancestor spared the good family!" is the daughter of the common people, and when she sees her own men, she has to dress up more, let alone see His Royal Highness! ”