Yiren sat in the carriage that came from the seventeenth, and returned to the study house openly, and the first thing she did when she returned to the study house was to bathe and change clothes, this brocade dress was really not suitable for her, and she was tightly bound.

Seventeen found a room, and planned to freshen up, but the wound on his hand was bandaged by the little lady on the carriage, but it was no big deal.

Just took off his robe, the door was suddenly kicked open, and the person who came punched him in the face without saying a word, he dodged and wanted to knock the person down, the man saw his intentions, his arm locked his neck, and the two fell to the ground together, "Why did you let her do such a dangerous thing?" Didn't you say you would take good care of her? Seventeen was stunned for a moment, and then he obviously hesitated in his hand movements, and smashed another punch in his face.

Seventeen was annoyed by his merciless force, and one turned over and pressed the person under him, and said angrily: "The first half of her life is ridiculous enough, why do you want her to be involved in these things?" ”

The manpower was undiminished, "She is the princess of Dayan, and there are some things that she cannot shirk." ”

"The responsibility of letting go of your old man's fart, she is just a little girl, so she should be happy to be her noble little princess!"

The two talked, like quarreling children, scuffling together, without the slightest move at all, and lost their face as Mr. Xiwu.

"Then why did you allow her to do such a dangerous thing?"

"She can do whatever she wants, you can do it!"

"You are unreasonable!"

"Lao Tzu's fists are hard enough, what reason do you want!"

As soon as Xiao Yu'an entered the study, he heard the sound of fighting from upstairs, and he was shocked, almost jumping up with a few steps, the door was wide open, and the two men were scuffling together in disheveled clothes.

The man behind him got up and straightened the white robe on his body, before looking up at him, Xiao Yu'an saw that this person's face was like a golden crown, a pair of apricot eyes were as charming as peach blossoms, and he smiled lightly, like a spring breeze, giving him an indescribable sense of familiarity, and he felt that this person had been seen in his previous life.

Before he could open his mouth to ask, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and when the Yiren hurried over, they saw the three people in the room standing there stunned, with different faces.

She stretched her head in, and saw clearly the white-robed golden-crowned man behind Seventeen, and her face was unconcealed joy, "Brother! Running in with his skirt and a gust of cold wind.

Xiao Yuanjun hugged the person in his arms, touched her wet hair with his palm, and said in an unkind tone, "Why did you come out with wet hair?" Beware of getting cold. ”

Yiren hugged his arm, giggled, and felt a sense of grievance for no reason, and a layer of mist appeared in his eyes.

"Tired?"

Yiren nodded, let him pull him to the bench and sit, Xiao Yuanjun picked up the handkerchief on the side and twisted her hair, Yiren sat quietly and experienced this rare time.

Xiao Yu'an was still in ignorance, and it wasn't until the seventeenth pestle knocked his shoulder that he came back to his senses and saluted respectfully: "Xiao Yu'an of Xiao Hou's Mansion sees His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Xiao Yuanjun accepted his salute steadily before letting him get up.

Yiren was surprised, my brother didn't like these red tape, and he wouldn't let people salute in private, how could he be so unkind to this Xiao Shizi.

Xiao Yu'an didn't feel anything wrong, he was just curious, the relationship between this prince and princess was closer than that of the brothers and sisters of ordinary people's families, that was the palace, the place where family affection was the weakest, even if it was siblings, there would be interests involved.

What he didn't know was that in the past ten years, she and her brother were each other's only support, after the age of six, she went to Foju Mountain, her brother only occasionally visited, until she would not go to Kyoto, after returning to Beijing, she traveled around, and the time with her brother was only about six years old, although not together, but no one knows how to cherish each other more than between them.

"When did my brother come back, and why did you get into a fight with Seventeen?"

As soon as he said this, Xiao Yuanjun was angry, he left his entourage and rushed to the capital overnight, as soon as he entered the city, he saw the chaos in the city, and grabbed someone casually to ask, and said that Her Royal Highness the princess was assassinated, and the person did not say it clearly, so he lost his mind and ran to the place where the black smoke was filled, and saw that the person was standing there safely, so he was relieved, in order to avoid causing restlessness, he did not show up, and saw the seventeen behind him, and immediately became angry.

"That bastard boy, he actually let you do such a dangerous thing, if something happens, I'll see what he does!"

Seventeen didn't speak, and swallowed silently.

"Brother and Seventeen know each other?" Yiren pulled her brother to sit down, and Xiao Yuanjun sat next to her, which happened to be adjacent to Xiao Yu'an.

"When I was young and depressed, thanks to the rescue of His Royal Highness the Prince, I have the current seventeen."

Xiao Yuanjun saw his serious appearance, snorted nonchalantly, what kind of life-saving benefactor, when he returned to Beijing three years ago, he just sent a little beggar to send him a letter, there was only a jade pendant in the letter, not even a signature, he sent someone to check, found out a street of beggars, there is no useful information, I am afraid that if I continue to investigate, I can check the beggars in the whole Kyoto.

Xiao Yu'an remembered that night in the wind and rain, he said that when he was young, he met two benefactors, one was a plain umbrella girl under the red wall and white snow, and the other must be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dingding.

There are destined people in the world, and they will meet again in the end.

Yiren didn't expect that there would be such a fate between them, and they really felt wonderful.

Xiao Yuanjun was angry about what happened to his sister tonight, and Yiren told her the front and back of the matter, and also told her about his own decision-making and Xiao Yu'an's silent cooperation, Xiao Yuanjun didn't seem to be surprised by Xiao Yu'an's talent at all, and looked at this Xiao Shizi.

Although his eyes are gentle, but inexplicably, Xiao Yu'an is very flustered, this prince is younger than him, but a pair of eyes feel that they can perceive people's hearts.

"Thank you for saving Jun tonight."

"Don't dare to take credit, this is the duty of a minister." As he spoke, he got up again and saluted.

Xiao Yuanjun put his shoulder on his shoulder, pressed him back and sat down, "No need to be polite, you are a friend of Seventeen, and now you are Xiaojun's savior, just treat it as one more person, just get along with each other as before." ”

It seems that except for the first meeting, asking him to perform a proper gentleman's courtesy, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been very accommodating to him, as if the hostility of the first meeting was just an illusion.

Seeing them coming and going, Seventeen sighed leisurely, picked up the teapot and tested the temperature of the water with his hands, poured a cup in front of Yiren, and poured it down with the teapot himself, like a prodigal son who was frustrated in love.

Seeing his unobtrusive appearance, Yiren patted his arm lightly, and Seventeen immediately sat up straight, getting along with each other with intimacy and nature that they themselves had not noticed.

Xiao Yu'an was no longer surprised by this, but the prince held his breath and swallowed it again.

"Xiao Shizi doesn't ask what? My hidden princess is right in front of you, aren't you curious at all? ”

He came for a long time, but he didn't speak, so Yiren had to take the conversation himself.