Chapter Seventy-Three: Fighting in the Nest?

In the evening, the people of the East Palace set up a bonfire in the forest not far from the tavern, with a few roasted and tender hares on it, and they were chatting about the spirits.

Wei Yan and Yuan Ying sat by a small bonfire on the very edge, looking at the hare that was roasted by the fire and kept coming out of oil, Wei Yan only felt that her limbs were tired, thinking of Qi Zhaoji's "teaching" to her in the afternoon, Wei Yan felt that her hands were a little weak at this time.

Yuan Ying saw that Wei Yan was a little unsettled, so she felt that maybe she was a little hungry, and she just wanted to reach out to get it, but she was so scalded by the burning shelf that she withdrew her hand. "Yuan Ying, be careful." Wei Yan hurriedly instructed, "Can you burn?" ”

Yuan Ying covered her hands and shook her head.

The round man who had followed the people of the East Palace appeared in front of them, and he took out two plates out of nowhere, and put them on the plates with the knife at his waist.

He handed it to Wei Yan and Yuan Yingdao, "In the Lower East Palace, the chef, old Liu, the two girls, please use it slowly." After saying that, he went to the side to help others roast their prey.

Wei Yan glanced at the back of the cook, no wonder she felt that this person was a little familiar, maybe she had seen it when she was in the East Palace before.

However, in the end, it is something made by the imperial chef, and the aroma of this simple roast rabbit meat is very attractive, and it is already very attractive before you eat it.

Wei Yan tasted it and felt that this thing was even more delicious than what she had eaten in the capital before.

She continued to sing a few times, but suddenly felt that Yuan Ying was looking at her, and she seemed to be a little speechless, so she said, "Yuan Ying, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

Yuan Ying, who was guessed about the matter, raised her eyes and peeked at Qi Zhaoji, who was sitting in the distance.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always been a star-studded moon, even if he is sitting alone in a distant corner at the moment, his temperament is lonely and cold, which makes people shudder when they see it.

Yuan Ying said with a little apprehension, "Miss, when can we go back to the capital, are we really going to the wild land of southern Xinjiang?" ”

Wei Yan saw that she was a little scared on her face, and she also understood.

Since ancient times, southern Xinjiang has been a wild land, not to mention that the original warbler was bitten by poisonous insects again, and it is normal to be afraid, not to mention that if it weren't for Qi Zhaojing's kindness to her three or four times, I'm afraid she wouldn't willingly follow Qi Zhaojin to southern Xinjiang.

When Wei Yan was just about to open her mouth to persuade, Yuan Ying twisted her eyebrows and said, "What's more, the second lady will also go when the time comes, and the slave doesn't want you to be sad." ”

Qingyin is also going?

Wei Yan couldn't help but panic in her heart, "Qingyin is in the capital well, how can it be?" ”

Before, the second aunt instilled some incorrect ideas in Qingyin, which made her inevitably think a little astray, but she was a woman who had not left the cabinet, how could she follow her to southern Xinjiang! Besides, she's still so young.

Yuan Ying had long known that Wei Yan had reacted, after all, her young lady loved the second miss as her own sister.

It's just that...... The second lady has already changed her temperament.

"The slave maid just listened to the people in the East Palace, saying that the queen was worried that it would not be convenient for Her Royal Highness to go on the road, so she arranged for the second lady to come, and I heard that this is still the meaning of the second lady."

The queen must have arranged it on purpose, but why was it Qingyin?

The prince has been notorious outside in the past two years, and the second aunt is willing to do it?

Wei Yan suddenly stood up and walked in the direction of Qi Zhaoji, "No, I'm going to ask His Highness to take back his fate." ”