Just after a few people left, a small figure slipped to the back door, looked left and right, sneaky.

It was Chu Qianling who also slipped out of the house after confirming that no one had found her.

Yunsu was sent out of the house by her to buy something, and as soon as the front foot left, the back foot Qianling came out, and there were several guards around her, but she was not afraid of any danger.

The guards were miserable, and the prime minister had an order not to let the young lady out of the mansion, but Chu Qianling actually threatened them and told the prime minister that they collectively bullied her if they didn't take her out of the mansion.

There was no way, the guards had to protect the young lady in secret, and the resentful eyes were almost about to pierce a hole in Chu Qianling's body.

"The street is so lively, I would have slipped out of the house early if I knew it." Chu Qianling took a powerful pill before going out, which could make her body normal for a while, so that she would not fall down if a gust of wind blew.

Girls, they all love beauty, and they can finally go out, and they can dress up energetically.

Chu Qianling wore a pink cloud and mist scattered flower skirt, the skirt was finely outlined with gold threads to outline the red plums, the coat was white brocade jacket, and the snow-white rabbit fluff was piled up on the side of her neck, making her skin as white as snow.

Walking on the street, followed by a few tall guards, people speculated whose noble lady was born so good-looking.

It's no wonder that Xiao Tuanzi doesn't go out often, and his face looks even fairer against the backdrop of the night, and he can blow the bomb. The wind blew a slight flush on her cheeks, and her big wet eyes blinked, and looking at her made people feel like their hearts were going to melt.

At the gate of Yanjing Palace, one after another carriages stopped, and it was necessary to walk to enter the palace, and the carriages were not allowed to enter.

Seeing that there were acquaintances, they got together to chat a few words, and the ladies and ladies of each family also found friends to accompany them.

Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was also chatting with people they knew, "Lord Chu, the eldest prince of your mansion is in Yanjing, which can be regarded as famous." Lord Shangshu Wang of the Ministry of Rites said with a smile.

"Oh? What's going on. "Prime Minister Chu didn't know what was going on.

"Some time ago, he was admitted to the Six Arts Club, but he was the first in the door, and he was out of the limelight." Lord Wang's tone was a little sour, and he said in his heart why his son was so stupid, not to mention fighting for the first place, just don't give him the countdown and be embarrassed.

After a brief conversation, everyone entered the palace. The male and female guests of the palace banquet sat separately, so Prime Minister Chu took Chu Tianci to say goodbye to Mrs. Lin.

On the other side, Chu Qianling also rented a carriage and drove towards the palace.

When she walked halfway, she slapped her head, "It's over, why am I so stupid, the palace can be entered casually." How can I get in without an invitation, and I don't know if they will believe me when I tell the guards that I got lost with my parents. ”

came here, Chu Qianling didn't bother to return, and continued to walk towards the palace gate according to the original plan.

Chu Qianling lifted the curtain on the carriage to breathe, she had accompanied Mrs. Lin to burn incense and pray for blessings in Qingshan Temple in the suburbs several times before, even though the distance was far away, but the carriage was very comfortable, and she didn't feel uncomfortable.

But now, after sitting in a casually rented carriage on the street for a long time, I feel that the bumps are terrible, and my stomach is a little uncomfortable, so I have to look at the scenery outside to divert my attention.

It is the New Year, every family is lit with lanterns, the city is brightly lit, families gather for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and everyone's face is filled with New Year's joy.

People who have the conditions at home also set off fireworks on such days. Clusters of fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and a little starlight lit up Chu Qianling's eyes, and she burst into a smile, "It's so good." ”

After arriving at the gate of the palace, as expected, Chu Qianling was stopped outside. The guards saw that she was dressed extraordinarily, so they didn't take her away directly, for fear of offending the daughter of a family.

Just tell her that no one is allowed to enter without an invitation, and ask her whose child she is, and let people go in and spread the word.

When Chu Qianling heard this, if she let her father know that she had slipped out, she ran to the gate of the palace. Even if she doesn't let people beat her, she will be locked up in the house and strictly guarded, so it will be difficult to find a chance to sneak out and play in the future.

Rather than letting his father know whether he slipped out of the house or into the palace, Chu Qianling of course chose the former.

Frustrated, she sighed, her little face wrinkled with unhappiness.

Just as he was about to return home, a carriage slowly drove by, and the coachman was a cold man dressed in black, with a sword by his side.

Chu Qianling didn't pay much attention to it originally, and when his gaze crossed the carriage, his eyes widened slightly. Oh my God, isn't this a black nanmu?

Such a precious thing, even the prime minister's mansion is only the size of a palm, and my father is still precious, so he is reluctant to use it. Who is sitting in this carriage? is so extravagant, even the carriage is made of pure black nanmu.

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, it stopped, and the coachman stepped forward to draw the curtain and waited for the owner to come down. But how can the person who gets up in such a carriage be followed by an ordinary coachman?

Chu Qianling was not in a hurry to leave, and also wanted to see who was sitting in the carriage. I saw a person walking down slowly, wearing a snow-white fox fur, and only one silhouette showed a long body and a jade temperament.

Chu Qianling only had time to see a crescent-white corner of her clothes, and the guards greeted her, blocking her view. The guard's tone was flattering, "Your Highness, why did you get off the carriage, Your Majesty ordered you to enter in the carriage." ”

As soon as Chu Qianling saw the guard's attitude, he knew that this person's identity must be very noble, and he had an idea as soon as his mind changed.

Sitting in the car was Nangong Lone, the prince of Jinyu Palace, who had just returned to Beijing from a victorious battle in southern Xinjiang.

Nangong Lone's grandfather and the first emperor were close friends, and the Yanjing Dynasty was established for only two generations, and it was the two of them who fought down the country single-handedly. The old King Jinyu had no intention of taking the throne and gave it up.

In order to show the relationship between the two, the first emperor made him a king, gave him a mansion, and gave him generous treatment.

Later, King Lao Jinyu and the first emperor died one after another, leaving only one son. King Jinyu also lived up to expectations, inherited his father's demeanor, and killed the enemy bravely.

However, God was jealous of the talent, and he was seriously injured on a battlefield and died. Princess Jinyu was injured after giving birth to Nangong Lying, and she was grief-stricken after learning the news of her husband's death in battle, and died soon after.

Nangong Lin lost his parents at a young age, and he was the only one to support the huge Jinyu Palace, but there were many nobles waiting to see his jokes back then, and they all speculated that the Jinyu Palace's Mansion would not work, and sooner or later he would be taken back by the Holy Lord. After losing the military power, wouldn't the Jinyu Mansion only have the share of being slaughtered.

To everyone's surprise, Nangong Shan, who was only ten years old, entered the palace late at night, and returned to the palace after meeting the saint. No one knows what the two talked about, only that since that day, Nangong Lin has entered the barracks, started as a small soldier, and has grown step by step to the present, becoming an unshakable "General Zhennan." ”

With his unpredictable means and the ability to arrange troops, Nangong Lin became famous in just a few years, making the people of southern Xinjiang tremble when they heard his name and fled without a fight.