Concubine Yi was stunned when she saw Hui Jia, thinking that she had been hit, and she felt uncomfortable, but she still comforted: "Your father has not made a final decision, and your mother will not let you suffer." ”

Hui Jia shook his head when he heard this, thinking about it, he still has this responsibility, "Born in the royal family, enjoying the glory and wealth and the admiration of thousands of people, do you still have to ...... Do something for the benefit of the people......"

Concubine Yi was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "This is different! ”

Hui Jia grew up to thirteen years old, and he had never seen Concubine Yi so out of shape, not like a dignified, graceful and luxurious harem helmsman, but even more like an ordinary mother bargaining with her disobedient children.

Hui Jia knew that no matter how much he discussed, he couldn't change the final result. She can also fully understand the feelings of her father and mother, her father is the people, and her mother is a daughter, there is no conflict, but she is a princess.

"The mother concubine thinks there is no difference, if she is replaced by the royal sister and relatives, the mother concubine can feel much better, right, but the daughter will not! The royal sister has suffered so much, and her daughter will feel guilty as long as she thinks of the imperial sister marrying far away for herself! ”

Concubine Yi regretted teaching Huijia like this at this time, so she could only sit on the wooden chair weakly and couldn't say a word.

In the end, Hui Jia stood up, bowed, and said: "The mother concubine is resting, the daughter will go to understand this matter, no matter what the result is, please don't be sad about the mother concubine, Ji and Hui Jia are your daughters." ”

Hui Jia was just a teenage girl, and this composure had almost taken up all her strength, after all, no one else knew about it.

When she returned to the palace, she collapsed on the couch, staring at the roof with her eyes blankly, and she didn't know why, but she didn't dare to disturb the princess.

Just as they were about to withdraw, Hui Jia suddenly shouted, "Slow." ”

From the heart and the spirit both stopped, quietly listened to the command.

"Help me prepare a set of men's clothes and two guards, and follow me out of the palace tomorrow."

The two maids looked at each other, and they both saw the inappropriate meaning in each other's eyes, which was clearly out of order, but when the two wanted to speak, they saw that the princess had closed her eyes, so she had to suppress her anxiety and withdraw from the dormitory with a light step.

Early the next morning, Hui Jia first followed the palace maid out of the palace gate, and then curled his hair, changed into ordinary men's clothes prepared in advance, and went directly to the post where the envoy stayed.

There were several upright guards standing at the door of the post station, and as soon as Hui Jia reached the door, the guards blocked the way with their swords.

The guards behind Hui Jia were about to make a move when they saw it, but Hui Jia stopped him and told him that the three princes had been passed on to him, saying that a man surnamed Zhou was looking for him.

The guards may not know, but Chi Xiu must know that Zhou is the surname of the country, he is new to the Zhou country, and he is not familiar with other people, and the man surnamed Zhou who can come to him will naturally say that he is a member of the royal family.

But unfortunately, the guards said that the third prince had gone out, and they had nothing to say as to where he went, and they didn't know.

Hui Jia couldn't, thinking that the people of Chi Guo couldn't wander around in Kyoto, so he had to try his luck on the street, but after turning around for a long time, he didn't see a familiar figure, and in the end he could only return in vain.

At the end of the day, I didn't do much, and people were tired enough. Hui Jia wanted to rest without dinner, the master rested, and the morning palace was quiet.

It's just that when Hui Jia was sleeping in a daze, it was not the end of the day, and the strange thing was that the dormitory suddenly lit up, and there was a figure if you looked closely.

The man didn't try to hide himself too much, because he didn't wear the Assassin's uniform black night coat, but instead wore an ivory-white robe embroidered with dark green bamboo, and the wind blew through the bamboo forest as if the wind was blowing, and the bamboo poles swayed lightly, and there were faint bamboo leaves rustling.

As if sensing the existence of unfamiliar people in the room, Hui Jia suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock, and sure enough, he saw a person sitting in front of Xiao Ji.

Hui Jia lowered his head and swept his dress, which was quite decent, lifted the thin quilt, and still put on the outer firs.

Only then did he sit opposite the man, and he didn't care about the talk of the lonely man and widow, mainly because he felt that it was impossible for the man to let others know that he was in the boudoir at night, or the boudoir of the most favored princess in the court.

The princess was reserved and sat down without hesitation. When speaking, the slightly raised corners of the mouth show the mood of the person.

"When you enter the palace at night, you are not afraid of being regarded as an assassin, so what is this princess afraid of."

Hui Jia brought a small pot of tea on the table, which was chrysanthemum tea brewed from the heart, and used the spring water transported into the palace from the villa, for fear that she would be thirsty at night. At this time, it is considered sweet to drink.

Hui Jia also handed a cup to the person opposite, and it was also fast, Hui Jia couldn't help but say: "You are not afraid of poison and drink it." ”