"Childe," a soft tone sounded, and Jiang Qingyue looked back with a gentle expression.

After looking at her complexion, Jiang Qingyue nodded: "Look at your body, you have recovered well." ”

Stretching out his hand to give people a pulse, although it is not as healthy as ordinary people, it is much better than in the past.

"Thank you Childe for saving your life." The woman bowed down, it was the woman in the hands of a few ruffians that day.

A few ruffians don't have enough money in their hands, and they don't want to go to the land of fireworks all the time, so they don't know how to find a way to buy a girl from Renyazi for a few people to play with, and if they don't have enough money, they also force the girl to go out to pick up customers, which ruined the girl's body.

When I found out, it was too late to be treated.

Jiang Qingyue counted her in for her own plan and saved the person, but it took a lot of trouble.

"You don't have to thank me, you should know why I saved you." Jiang Qingyue is not a compassionate person, and she will not show mercy easily.

"I'll save it," the girl bowed her head, and a trace of inexplicable loss crossed her heart between her eyes.

lost the money to write to her, Jiang Qingyue didn't stay longer, it was just easy for her to save her, if there was too much involvement, she would only be entangled in the future.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the poetry meeting.

Picking out more stable clothes, Jiang Qingyue put her phoenix hair in a bun and embellished some simple vows, lining people to be a few years old.

The flow of poetry will naturally not be able to bring King Ping.

The carriage ran over the stone slabs, rolling the noise of the crowd through the cracks.

When you come to a painting boat, it is elegantly arranged, it is difficult to choose at dusk, if you wait for the night to fall, the lights are intertwined with the starlight, it is naturally beautiful.

"King Ping's Mansion has arrived."

After receiving the invitation, the gatekeeper sang his name vigorously.

One word rushes into the sky, and all directions are watching.

The two of them became the focus of everyone, Jiang Qing Yunlian moved up lightly to greet them, the poetry meeting here was originally sponsored by the Jiang family, the prince appreciated the light, the grandfather of King Xu was present, and even King Ping also came, and the slightly famous family in the capital naturally couldn't help but give this face.

"My sister is here." With a gentle and generous smile, with a mockery in her eyes, she lowered her voice and spoke: "Sister came with a fool, aren't you afraid of losing your identity?" ”

Jiang Qingyue's eyebrows were crooked, and her smile was gentle: "Naturally, you want to take it, you dare to talk more about the identity of King Ping, is it really easy to mess with his two brothers?" ”

The sound of warning sounded in his ears, Jiang Qingyun's steps moved slightly, and the distance between the two widened: "Sister, please." ”

The generous sitting, the calm eyes and the style of the whole body are all the posture of a housewife, no matter who comes to see, they can also afford the name of the princess.

No matter how depressed he is, he is also a royal noble, naturally no one will come up to touch the moldy head, King Ping was quiet all the way and failed to cause any trouble, and everyone who was looking forward to watching the joke did not see any exciting scenes, so naturally they all dispersed,.

"Sister Jiang, you are here, you can make it easy for my sister to find," the pretty girl wearing a goose yellow Luo skirt came in the direction of Jiang Qingyue.

His eyes fell on her, although she didn't know her, Jiang Qingyue didn't speak, and when she came to her, she got up and politely greeted: "I don't know when you and I have met?" ”

The detached and polite tone made the girl who rushed to be stunned, and there was some disbelief in her apricot eyes: "Sister, you really don't know me?" ”

Saying that, he looked around Jiang Qingyue again, looked around twice, smiled, and suddenly realized: "Sister, don't blame, it's my sister who recognized the wrong person, Sister Jiang Qingyun I am looking for, seeing that the two of you are close, this is the wrong person, you are Princess Ping, there are rumors outside that the shop in your hand has been killed." ”

When they met, they gave Ma Wei, this woman is either not small, or she is really stupid.

casually picked up an orange and put it in front of King Ping, Jiang Qingyue looked down slightly at the golden silk claw chrysanthemum blooming not far away, and asked casually: "I even know that it is a rumor, how can I believe it?" Besides, my sister and I are very different in appearance, why did you say two words to me, but you still didn't recognize the rumors, couldn't distinguish the rumors, and couldn't even use your eyes? ”

said, looking back at her, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, but the corners of her mouth were still smiling: "It's still this girl, it's because I'm the name of Princess Ping, so I don't need to verify it, I think it's okay to say this to me?" ”

Every word was a forced question, the girl's face swelled into pork liver red, and she looked at the back a little helplessly, as if she was waiting for someone to save her, but she just followed her gaze, and it was empty.

"Dare to ask whose daughter are you? Seeing Princess Ping so rude? "Jiang Qingyue doesn't plan to let her leave so easily, and if she doesn't take the initiative to find trouble, it doesn't mean that she is good-tempered.

If you don't kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, I'm afraid that this poetry meeting will be dismantled and eaten by these people before it ends.

There are indeed a lot of people secretly watching here.

"I, I'm the daughter of the Bao Yi Zuo Ling family, Shan Xinxin." She was also honest, and she said everything in a hurry.

Jiang Qingyue held the shelf and nodded slightly: "I think your father should have taught you etiquette."

failed to get off the horse, but was slapped in the face by someone in the back, Jiang Qingyun naturally didn't come out of the round, but when Shan Xin pursued it, he dealt with two sentences.

Halfway through the opening of the poetry meeting, the various difficulties in the prediction did not appear, Jiang Qingyue quietly tasted the candied fruit in front of her, listened to the young talents in the capital, and showed their talents.

Although they are all poems written on the spot, in fact, they have been secretly prepared, it seems that they dislike this venue is too lonely, and the originally stable poetry meeting was suddenly disrupted by a commotion from the outside world: "Oh no, no, someone heard that Princess Ping is making trouble here." ”

Naturally, all the spearheads present were pointed at Jiang Qingyue, looking at the angry eyes coming from all directions, Jiang Qingyue slowly got up, and secretly said in her heart: It's still here after all.

"Who is looking for this princess to make trouble here?" became the target of public criticism, Jiang Qingyue naturally had no way out, and took two steps forward to ask generously.

At this moment, although I know that it is a bureau, if I don't come out and take responsibility, I won't have to mix in the capital in the future.

Before Xiao Si, who came to deliver the message, could answer, the people outside had already made trouble: "It's we who want to find the princess." The noise was loud enough to convey all the words of the argument to the ears of everyone present.

"The princess is in a high position, and it is not like to hide all day long, and we ordinary people can only chase you through these actions, but you are responsible for what happens, don't hide and hide." The people who came to find trouble continued to shout.

The imposing crowd, holding various colored clothes, stood far away on the shore outside the workshop.