Ning Yan put on the silk clothes specially prepared by the eldest lady, beautiful and dignified. Even the makeup was cleaned up by the eldest lady's personal maid.

"Miss is dressed up like this, and she is much more beautiful, like a fairy." Chu Qing made a hand on the side.

"Flim Flam." Ning Yan chuckled.

"Your Excellency."

Zheng Nangong had already arrived at the door of the house.

"Father, my daughter is fine." Ning Yan hurriedly got up and greeted him.

"Let's go. Don't be nervous when you go to the palace. ”

Ning Yan nodded obediently, "Okay." ”

Along the way, Ning Yan tried to calm herself.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, the jade pendant around his neck began to warm again, and Su Qin also arrived.

"Captain Zheng." Su Qin slowly walked over to say hello. "Miss Zheng."

"Ling'er has seen Su Gongzi."

Several people entered the palace together. Ning Yan was arranged to go to the crown princess first.

"His Royal Highness King Jing!" Passing through the garden, Ning Yan met an acquaintance and shouted happily.

"Miss Zheng Si."

"The folk girl has seen His Royal Highness King Cheng." Seeing the person next to him clearly, Ning Yan panicked in his heart, but he remained calm.

"It turned out to be the famous girl Zheng Ling in Kyoto. Miss Zheng, where are you going? ”

"If you go back to Your Highness, the folk girl will go to see the crown princess."

"My sister, I should visit when I enter the palace, so Miss Zheng should go quickly. It's still early for dinner. ”

"The folk girl said goodbye." Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he walked away.

"Miss Zheng." Xiao Ya's sweet and greasy voice interrupted Ning Yan's thoughts, and this voice made Ning Yan tremble.

"Miss Xiao." Ning Yan subconsciously didn't want to get close to this woman.

"The crown princess is still resting, and she is naturally tired when she is pregnant with the imperial grandson. Or Miss Zheng will rest in this house first. ”

"Oh, it's fine. My sister's body is important. ”

The door was gently slammed shut. Ning Yan was the only one left in the room. How does this girl feel weird, it makes people feel uncomfortable, ah, you can't judge people by their appearance. Ning Yan sat bored.

"Beauty." The door opened suddenly, and the prince staggered into the house.

"The folk girl has seen the prince." Ning Yan hurriedly got up and saluted.

"It turned out to be Zheng Ling's sister." The prince's face was slightly embarrassed. "You're looking for your sister, right?"

"Hmm."

"Tsk." The prince shook his head suddenly. There seemed to be some pain on his face.

"Prince, what's wrong with you?"

"Beauty?" The prince's expression suddenly became very wrong, and his eyes became unclear.

Ning Yan subconsciously sensed danger. "Prince, are you alright?"

"Beauty." The prince suddenly stepped forward.

Ning Yan hurriedly took a few steps back, "Prince, the folk girl will help you find a doctor." ”

"Hehehe, don't go, beauty. This prince will treat you well. The prince stretched out his hand to hug Ning Yan.

"Prince, if you stay here, I'll find someone right away." Ning Yan flexibly avoided it and ran to the door.

"Beauty. Don't run. The bloated body didn't seem to be so bulky, and it tugged at Ning Yan's clothes.

"Prince!" Ning Yan slapped the prince's hand in fear. "You wait."

"Beauty." The prince had already stepped forward to hug Ning Yan. "Beauty, you smell so good."

"Go away!" Ning Yan's hair exploded, and his face became extremely ugly.

The prince's mouth had already reached Ning Yan's neck. Ning Yan had already felt the prince's breathing. Ning Yan went blank for an instant, pulled out the hairpin on his head, and inserted it into the prince's hand.

"Ahh The prince's hand was punctured, blood gushed out, and the strength in his hand was loosened a lot.

Ning Yan struggled hard, and finally broke free. The prince took a few steps back, and Ning Yan looked at the blood-stained hairpin in a daze.

The prince's eyes seemed to be a little darker, but he was still in a trance, and there was still a smile in his words, "Beauty, what are you doing, why is your temper so strong." "The gesture is going to step forward again.

Ning Yan pushed the table next to him, blocking the prince's way, and when the prince fell, he hurriedly ran out, tears flowed uncontrollably while running, and Ning Yan wiped his tears indiscriminately.

"Zheng Ling!" Zheng Ting walked over with her stomach straight. "Zheng Ling, what are you running?"

"Ahh Sister, sister. Ning Yan saw a group of people coming, and hurriedly stopped, his clothes were a little untidy because of the pulling just now, his face was pale, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, his whole body was trembling, and he was still holding a hairpin in his hand.

"What's wrong with you, you're flustered, what kind of body are you wearing!" Zheng Ting's face was very embarrassed, and she was surrounded by all the ladies in the palace. I heard about the legend of the four girls of the Zheng family, and they came to take a look at it curiously, and the result was really funny.

Ning Yan tidied up his clothes in a panic.

"Oh no. The crown prince was injured. The maid of the first palace hurriedly ran over and called loudly.

Ning Yan looked at the palace maid nervously.

"Prince?" Zheng Ting was a little surprised, and suddenly became nervous, "Quick, take me there." "Immediately ignore Zheng Ling.

"Ah, Prince. Go and see, don't have any problems. In fact, the ladies in the palace either with concern, or with schadenfreude, or with the mentality of watching a play, hurriedly followed one by one, leaving Zheng Ling alone.

"What to do? I just now, I hurt the prince. Ning Yan looked at the hairpin in his hand. Can't hide it. Ning Yan's tears poured out uncontrollably. Prince, why did you suddenly become like that? How so. It's just a moment. Ning Yan hurriedly threw the hairpin to the pool next to him, wiped his tears, and calmed down, just as if nothing had happened, it would all pass, okay, okay, Zheng Ling, don't be afraid, you are not wrong.

Ning Yan calmed his heart as he walked.

"Stop, who?" A team of guards patrolled by, saw a strange woman, and asked.

"I, I, I." Ning Yan was a little overwhelmed.

"Miss Zheng." Huo Zixiao suddenly appeared.

"Oh, it turns out that General Huo Xiao knows." The guards continued to patrol. "The lowly ones continue to patrol."

"General Huo." Ning Yan bowed his head slightly.

"What's wrong with Miss Zheng's eyes?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just getting into the sand. Ning Yan lied.

"Oh, Miss Zheng is going to dinner?"

"Hmm."

"I'm just going too. Walking together? ”

"Hmm." Ning Yan lowered his head and followed behind Huo Zixiao.

"Miss Zheng, although we have worked together in Xining City for a long time, we have not met a few times since we performed our respective duties."

"Hmm."

"Miss Zheng, I admire you very much."

"Don't dare to be." Ning Yan responded softly.

"It's just that my family has something to do with your Zheng family, hey, it's inconvenient to talk about the elders. We go to the inner court, and you go to your father yourself. I'm inconvenienced. ”

"Pale one. It would be nice if General Huo Xiao could bring me over. ”

"We arrived, and the dinner had not yet begun, and it was all chatter. I'll go first. ”

"Hmm." Ning Yan didn't go in when he stood outside, his eyes must still be red now, and he couldn't let people notice anything.