"Princess, this is slander." Mrs. Cui's eyes were red, and she said with a crying voice: "Hui Guiren is my biological daughter. The hurt is in the child's body, and the pain is in the mother's heart. The noble man is immersed in the body, I can't sleep at night, and the vegetarian diet is just for the safety of the nobleman. ”

Mrs. Cui said angrily towards Zhang Nanpo: "What are your intentions to separate me from the mother-daughter relationship between me and Hui Guiren?!" ”

The British princess was impatient to see Cui Zisu's mother and daughter tearing up with that Nanpo again, and she said lightly: "Since Miss Cui can't come up with evidence to prove that you were pushed into the water by others, the matter will be stopped." ”

"yes." Princess Chengjun covered the smile at the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief: "There are so many girls, why is it that only Miss Cui fell into the water, and she happened to be rescued by that Zhang family boy?" ”

Seeing that Mrs. Cui still had something to say, Princess Chengjun raised her hand, and there was a hint of banter in her eyes: "Mrs. Cui is not wasting her words here, it is better to discuss the marriage with the Zhang family as soon as possible." ”

"The two princesses refer to the deer as a horse, are they trying to force my son to death?" Out of the corner of Mrs. Cui's eyes, she glanced at her daughter, who was numb like a wooden stake, and secretly hated in her heart: This little thing with no eyes, if she is determined to die at this time, maybe she will be able to win back a city!

At this moment, a girl with a long face, distant mountain eyebrows, and Ruifeng eyes walked into the house, and she curtsied to the two highest-ranking ladies in the house: "Princess Wanfu Jin'an, I don't know if my county lord is here?" ”

After hearing this, the British princess glanced at the screen, and said softly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Back to the princess, Your Majesty has arrived, and the county lord of my family will take over."

"Oh?" Princess Ying and Princess Chengjun hurriedly stood up from their seats: "Where is Your Majesty?" ”

"Back to Niangniang, before the slave came, His Majesty had already arrived at the Water Pavilion."

"Take that kid from the Zhang family down first." The British princess has not forgotten that there are foreign men in this house.

When Zhang Nanpo retreated, Xie Yanhe walked out from behind the screen with a few young ladies.

"Yonghe, Your Majesty has arrived. You come with us to pick it up. The Princess's tone was extremely gentle.

Xie Yan and Yu bowed: "Yonghe obeys." ”

As soon as the group led by Princess Ying arrived at the Crescent Lake, they collided head-on with Emperor Jianyuan.

The ladies knelt down in a hula: "See Your Majesty." ”

Xie Yanhe bit his lip and fell to the ground with Princess Ying and the others.

"Flat." Emperor Jianyuan's low, indifferent voice sounded above everyone's heads.

After everyone thanked them, they stood up one after another.

Xie Yanhe helped to hold Princess Ying, but heard Emperor Jianyuan say: "Yonghe, didn't I say that I will exempt you from kneeling?" ”

The voice fell, as if countless eyes were focused on Xie Yanhe's body, and the burning gaze almost ignited Xie Yanhe.

Xie Yanhe secretly pinched her palm, her eyelashes trembled, and a pair of peach blossom eyes as clear as water collided with Emperor Jianyuan's gaze. At that moment, Xie Yanhe's body seemed to be crossed by flames, and the skin on his body involuntarily scalded.

Fortunately, Princess Fuqing, who was belated, relieved Xie Yanhe's embarrassment.

"Father, my daughter is late." Princess Fuqing, who heard the next person's message, hurried over. Her sideburns were slightly loose, and the golden hairpin on her head was crumbling.

Emperor Jianyuan couldn't help frowning: "Filial piety is not bad at this time, look at you, what kind of system you have become." ”

"Yes, that's what my father said." Princess Fuqing didn't seem to see Emperor Jianyuan's cold face, she said with a smile: "Father really gave Yonghe face." You came to her banquet in person. ”

Wei Zhao lowered his eyebrows, let out a faint "oh", and said in a cool voice: "You have dozens of big and small banquets a year, if I go to support you every time, the government will not have to deal with it." ”

Princess Fuqing stomped her feet and complained: "My daughter is joking, so don't take it seriously, father." ”

Listening to the conversation between these two supreme fathers and daughters, Xie Yanhe couldn't help but bend his lips.

Wei Zhao had been paying attention to Xie Yanhe's expression, and seeing this, he stretched his eyebrows slightly, and his deep voice revealed a touch of gentleness: "A batch of orange cakes and dragon and phoenix group tea have just been presented in southern Fujian, I remember that you like to eat them." You arrange for someone to find Feng Ying to get it. ”

"Thank you, Father." Princess Fuqing was overjoyed, and she smiled and bent her knees towards Emperor Jianyuan.

Princess Fuqing, Jin Zhi Yuye, does not care about the orange cake and group tea, but the holy family represented behind these tributes, that is, even the prince has to be ranked behind her.

Wei Zhao smiled faintly, and his eyes stayed on Xie Yanhe's body: "Yonghe, take me to the garden." ”

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The courtiers have grievances! ”

An extremely shrill voice suddenly came out of the air.

Wei Zhaomo's eyes froze, and he saw a girl wearing a thin dress and rushing over with a cloak.

Behind her, there was a long line of frightened-looking maids, who seemed to be chasing the girl.

Princess Ying and Princess Chengjun glanced at each other, and they both saw the churning anger in each other's eyes.

Mrs. Cui and Zhang Nanpo were taken down by the subordinates in the Xie Mansion.

Cui Zisu was there, Xie Yanhe did not arrange manpower in order to avoid suspicion, but the two princesses sent maids to watch together, called taking care, but it was actually surveillance.

Unexpectedly, the maid left behind by the two of them would not even be able to look at a yellow-haired girl.

Before Cui Zisu arrived, the guards beside Emperor Jianyuan suddenly appeared in front of Cui Zisu, and the two stretched out their iron arms to stop Cui Zisu outside the water pavilion.

"Your Majesty!" Cui Zisu was barefoot, the green silk was scattered behind him, and a face with pear blossoms and rain was infinitely sad, and that voice of His Majesty was even more calling, sad and sad.

"Courtier, Cui Zisu, I have a grievance to be avenged, I ask Your Majesty to make the decision for me!"

The girl raised a pair of fawn-like clear and innocent eyes, and looked at Emperor Jianyuan with hope, as if the man in front of her was her heaven, a god who could dominate everything about her.

Princess Fuqing looked at the poor woman in front of her, and hooked her lips contemptuously: "Father, when I saw the king, my appearance was not neat, but I committed the crime of great disrespect, and according to the laws of my court, I should be punished with a rod for twenty." ”

When Cui Zisu heard this, her body trembled, she bit her bloodless lips, and the whole person was like a boat fluttering in the wind and rain, crumbling.

The British princess wrinkled her eyebrows tightly, a daughter of an official family, where did she learn the foxy methods.

"Take it down." Wei Zhao's expression was indifferent, his dark eyes were bottomless, and the majesty of an emperor made everyone present shudder.

The two guards acted as ordered and pressed towards Cui Zisu, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, I'm Shiso! Have you forgotten to ...... in the Imperial Garden?"

Cui Zisu's anxious shouting made the guests prick up their ears.

Xie Yan and a pair of bright eyes were as cold as snow, and instantly pressed towards Emperor Jianyuan.

Her black glass-like eyes were even more like being soaked in ice and snow.

"Gagged!" Emperor Jianyuan's eyebrows folded slightly, and he said sharply.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this to me, I'm framed by someone......" Cui Zisu's voice stopped abruptly.

Jin Wuwei slashed at the back of her head with a knife, dragging the person directly down.

"Feng Ying!" Wei Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty." Feng Ying flashed out from behind Emperor Jianyuan, Without Emperor Jianyuan opening his mouth, Feng Ying took the initiative to say: "The woman of Fangcai is the younger sister of the noble person in the palace, and the youngest daughter of Lord Cui of the Hanlin Academy. ”

After being reminded by Feng Ying, Wei Zhao finally had a little impression of the girl just now, he snorted, and his deep voice revealed a subtle majesty: "Spread my will, Cui Wenjing teaches her daughter not to be strict, and she will be fined for half a year; Hui Guiren moved to the Imperial Garden. ”

Feng Ying hid the shock in his heart and replied in a low voice: "Yes, the slave commands." ”

Although Emperor Jianyuan was not angry, he was thunderous, and as soon as he made a move, he did not give Cui Zisu a chance to turn over, not only Cui Wenjing, but even the Hui nobles in the palace were dragged down by his own sister.

The people in the audience were suddenly silent.

Xie Yanhe, as the master, could only suppress the displeasure in her heart, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, she bent her knees towards Emperor Jianyuan, and said in a shallow voice: "Didn't Your Majesty just say that you want to visit the garden?" The courtiers led the way for His Majesty. ”

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, is the little girl jealous? His thin lips curled, and he said softly, "Lead the way." ”

When the figures of Emperor Jianyuan and the county lord of Yonghe gradually walked away, until they disappeared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Princess Fuqing greeted Princess Ying and the others: "There are singers and dancers in Liufang Pavilion, why don't you move and sit in Liufang Pavilion?" ”

The two eldest princesses and Princess Chengjun responded in unison.

However, the princess patted the back of the county lord of Hejing, and said with a smile: "I went to the garden with Hejing, and when I was tired, I went to Liufang Pavilion to rest." ”

Princess Fuqing nodded and said respectfully, "Auntie, go slowly." ”

……

Xie Yanhe and Emperor Jianyuan gradually walked out of everyone's sight, the smile on the corner of her lips slowly retracted, and her originally smiling face was as cold as frost.

"Your Majesty, Miss Cui didn't finish speaking, Your Majesty asked the guards to drag her away, is it weak-hearted?"

Wei Zhao stopped, looked at the little girl who was only up to his shoulder with a smile, and said softly, "What is my heart? I don't even know who she is. ”

Xie Yanhe snorted, she casually broke a branch hanging from the willow tree by the lake, and pumped it towards Emperor Jianyuan's shoulder: "Who knows what ulterior things you two have done in the imperial garden!" ”

"You're so daring." Wei Zhaoying's eyebrows were soaked in a melted smile, he looked at Xie Yanhe with a smile, and raised his eyebrows on the side: "Even I dare to fight?" ”

Xie Yanhe raised the wicker in his hand, and said hatefully: "I beat you as a negative person!" ”

Wei Zhao quickly grabbed the willow branch in Xie Yanhe's hand, pulled it hard, and dragged the person and the branch into his arms, regardless of Xie Yanhe's struggle, his thin lips pressed against her small, moist ear, and said softly: "I only have you in my eyes and heart, and I can't hold the rest of the vulgar powder." ”

"Let me go!" Xie Yan and the soft and delicate peach blossom eyes showed a hint of panic, and she hurriedly looked around.

Wei Zhao tightened his arms instead, and smiled angrily: "I'm so unsightly? ”

Xie Yan slapped Emperor Jianyuan's arm kindly: "There is no matchmaker and no employment, of course I can't see anyone!" ”

Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl's bright eyes that were shining because of anger, a pair of dark eyes that were as cold as a pool were full of joy, and he said leisurely: "A year ago, I ordered the Ministry of Rites and Zongzheng Temple to rush to make auspicious clothes. ”

Xie Yanhe was stunned. She looked at Emperor Jianyuan with a stunned gaze, and she didn't even react when the man lowered his head and stole a fragrant kiss on her lips at the right time.

"Stupid?" Wei Zhao recalled the sweet taste of the girl's red lips like cherries, and his deep voice was gentle with a thick domineering spirit: "I said: Mianmian, you are mine." ”