Hearing this, Jiang Youyu looked at Jun Mohan in shock, and the matter of human life came out of his mouth as if he was asking if you had eaten, but it was very cloudy.

It's all the sins created by the stinky emperor, a good son, just because he is not favored, his personality has become so weird.

He should be the kind of painting book that says, wrapping himself in indifference and loneliness, just to protect himself, in fact, his heart is still hot.

Forget it, if you can be good to him in the future, you should still be kind to him.

After all, King Chen is a person who lacks love.

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After a visit to the General's Mansion, Jiang Youyu probably remembered the ingredients of the fast wind dispersion, and after returning to Hengdao Academy, he studied with Fu Yunke, the chief physician, Liu Ruoyan and several inner disciples.

The time was the same, and on the seventh day, the work was indeed completed, and the antidote was refined. As long as one pill is taken in advance, the rapid wind dispersion will become ineffective.

After many days of hard work, Fu Yunke decided to let Jiang Youyu and the others rest for a few days.

was planning to go back to the palace of King Chen to continue to be a maid for a few days to relieve fatigue, but met an uninvited guest halfway.

On the wide street, a horse-drawn carriage drove slowly, the carriage was covered with purple brocade, painted with gold glaze, and the two horses were brown and red and shiny, attracting many people to stand by the street and watch the bustle.

As the carriage gradually drove into Jiang Youyu, its speed slowly slowed down and stopped on the road.

Immediately afterwards, a purple-clothed woman with a sword came down from the carriage and walked up to Jiang Youyu, with a pair of phoenix eyes that were very sharp.

"This can't be Zhao Yiqing's sister, right?"

Looking at the unkind appearance of the woman opposite, Jiang Youyu silently snorted, not for anything else, this person is as good as Zhao Yongqing.

The woman in purple glanced at Jiang Youyu quietly, a faint flash of light flowed under her pupils, and then said coldly:

"My young lady is invited, I have something important to inform the girl, and I also ask Miss Jiang to come with me."

I can't see that this woman in purple is dressed so noblely, but listen to her, she is just a maid or a guard? Jiang Youyu was a little surprised.

However, when I think of Jun Mohan's personal guards Ye Xuan and Ye Huan, although they are only guards, they are definitely better than many sons and brothers in the capital.

Jiang Youyu was a little more balanced in his heart at this time, and he was even more curious about the young lady in the carriage.

So, Jiang Youyu got into the car with the woman in purple, only to find that it was Zhao Yiqing sitting inside.

What is different from the past is that she has only seen Zhao Yongqing in the academy before, Hengdao College has rules, and the makeup and clothing of the students have uniform regulations, and after staying for a long time, everyone is the same.

But today, Zhao Yongqing wore a blue emerald smoke shirt, with a grass-blue pleated leaf skirt, the skirt swayed to the ground, and was laid flat in the carriage covered with fox skin without a trace of wrinkles, and a layer of light blue tulle was draped on the outside.

With a Lingyun bun on his head, jade ornaments, and a cinnabar on his forehead, the whole person is like an ethereal fairy in the mist of scattered flowers.

Rao is Jiang Youyu has seen her many times, but she is still stunned.

It's no wonder that Zhao Yongqing's temperament is so bad, but she is still praised to the sky, she is as noble as a princess, in a sense, she can also be regarded as a princess.

After Jiang Youyu entered the carriage, the carriage continued to move forward. At this time, Jiang Youyu was still stunned in front of the car, and was brought back to his senses by a bump in the sudden movement of the carriage.

Zhao Youqing closed his eyes and sat upright in his seat, Jiang Youyu said with some embarrassment: "Commander Zhao, this-"

You can't stand all the time, can you?

Hearing this, Zhao Yongqing slowly opened his eyes, and spit out a sentence casually and coldly: "Do you want me to invite you to sit?" ”