Wanxiang turned around and asked angrily while placing the white porcelain bowl: "Guess the prince!" ”

With his hair draped over his red jacket and two pieces of black rubbing on the corners of his clothes, Xiao Huaijin asked in disbelief: "You won't go to the kitchen for a long time, will you?" ”

"That's right." Wanxiang put down the spoon, stood up to get Xiao Huaijin's black robe, and waited for Xiao Huaijin to stand up and dress him: "Cook fish soup for the prince." ”

He stood honestly to the side, and she expertly tied his coat and belted it.

After tidying up the folds on his placket, Wanxiang sat back at the desk and scooped the soup for Xiao Huaijin, the milky white soup was green and foamy.

Xiao Huaijin naturally didn't believe that this fish soup was from Wanxiang's handwriting, and deliberately mocked and said: "It's not that you put the fish in and scoop the soup out, this fish soup is what you cooked." ”

"Is the prince looking down on me?" Saying that, Wanxiang pushed the white porcelain bowl in front of Xiao Huaijin, holding her chin and waiting for Xiao Huaijin to praise herself.

But this person really doesn't seem to be very good at coaxing women to be happy, and he doesn't say a good word when he patronizes the soup with his stuffy head. Wanxiang just watched Xiao Huaijin like this, and Xiao Huaijin realized that something was wrong with her: "What's wrong?" ”

"The prince has nothing to say?"

"Say what?"

Wanxiang bit the corner of her mouth, glared at Xiao Huaijin like a little wolf, and reached out to grab Xiao Huaijin's bowl, with a sense that she would not return the bowl to Xiao Huaijin if she didn't please her.

Xiao Huaijin naturally knew what she was thinking, holding the spoon and looking at Wanxiang seriously, she rolled up her sleeves and poked Wanxiang's head: "It's delicious." ”

Hearing this, Wan Xiang laughed and pushed the bowl back in front of Xiao Huaijin: "When it comes to cooking, subordinates can be called 'talented'!"

At the beginning, the prince didn't ask me to practice martial arts, maybe I could be a good wife and teach my children like a princess......"

As she spoke, she couldn't go on. Because he saw that the expression in Xiao Huaijin's eyes became dim, and he even felt a little guilty.

So he changed his words: "But it's good now, after all, I can guard the prince." ”

"Did you scare the hell yesterday?"

Wanxiang leaned against the table, ruffled her hair and fiddled with it in her hands: "How is it possible?" I'm not afraid of death. But speaking of which, how did the prince get back? ”

Xiao Huaijin picked up another bowl and scooped up the soup, lifted the sleeve with golden sleeves and put the bowl in front of Wanxiang: "A palace maid found a blood book in Lan's pillow.

She bit Yuan Guifei back, saying that it was because she found out that Yuan Guifei and King Yi were adulterous, and she didn't want to be with her. Yuan Guifei always wanted her to blame me for the matter of the prefect of Yuanhou Yucheng, so she left a blood letter to ask for a good time.

It should be that the words are sincere, the evidence is sufficient, and the emperor brought Yuan Guifei and the eldest prince to the Palace of Eternal Life at that time. ”

"No wonder. It seems that the sentence 'don't be impatient' is the right bet on the subordinates. ”

"You guessed it?"

"You didn't guess that the Lan clan would get the handle of Yuan Guifei and King Yi so quickly, but you guessed that she wouldn't easily splash dirty water on the Pingnan Palace." She suddenly clenched his hand: "Anyway, it's good that the prince is back." ”

Xiao Huaijin reacted for a while, raised his hand to pin the broken hair of the sideburns to her, and looked at her gently: "You don't seem to like thrushes." ”

"Who says I don't like it? But Aunt Hong said that my eyebrows are not self-described, and there is no need to draw them. ”

Xiao Huaijin looked at Wanxiang's eyebrows carefully and nodded: "Good-looking." ”

"Huh?"

"This king said you were good-looking."

"Huh?"

Xiao Huaijin's straightforwardness made Wanxiang a little overwhelmed, and made her blush: "Lord Wang...... Too...... The expression of the prince is really a bit extraordinary. ”

"Otherwise, what do you want to say to this king?"

"Shouldn't you be more subtle?"

Seeing Wanxiang's panicked expression, Xiao Huaijin smiled: "When copying books, don't you like those sour words that are so cumbersome that you don't like the most?" ”

"Yes...... Forget it. Wanxiang took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth: "No wonder the prince has never married a wife in his twenties, or the emperor stuffed a princess from southern Xinjiang to come over, so he reluctantly got married." ”

Speaking of Ling Zhao, Wanxiang suddenly remembered something: "What will the emperor do with King Yi?" If the princess is found in the palace of King Yi...... That's hilarious. Isn't the prince's face lost? ”

With the sound of footsteps at the door, thinking that Liang should have missed it, Wanxiang immediately kept silent.

Sure enough, Liang Cuo hurriedly walked in: "Lord Wang, someone found the princess's body by the Fengjiang River. ”

"Dead?"

"Yes, there are strangulation marks on my neck and more than a dozen wounds on my body."

Compared with Xiao Huaijin, Wanxiang didn't look surprised at all, as if she had expected this result a long time ago: "The prince is going to take a look?" ”

Xiao Huaijin was not in a hurry to answer Wanxiang's words, but asked Liang Cuo: "What else?" ”

"King Yi is gone."

Xiao Huaijin nodded: "It seems that the Yuan clan helped him escape." ”

"Yuan's hand, can it reach into the forbidden army?"

"Of course." After speaking, Xiao Huaijin stood up and prepared to go out with Liang Cuo to see Ling Zhao's body.

……

Not long after Xiao Huaijin left the palace, the Yuan family was given to death. The news was put into King Yi's mansion, and Ling Zhao couldn't wait to run to Xiao Huaihui's room.

If Xiao Huaihuo is also given death, what should he do? The emperor can't even tolerate his favorite concubine, isn't he even more unable to save his life?

Not only will he not be able to return to southern Xinjiang, but he will most likely be executed. It's just because Wanxiang deceived herself, and this one is all over.

She was scared and panicked, and couldn't hold back and ask Xiao Huaihui: "Why is this happening?" Didn't what you said before be better than what you sang?! Why did that make you look like this with a finger move? ”

Xiao Huaihui put the golden hairpin in his hand on the handkerchief, wrapped it and put it in his arms: "It's not because you misreported the news and insisted on purging that I entered the Xuanyuan Gate by mistake?" ”

"Won't you find out first?"

"It's come to this, no one should blame anyone." Xiao Huaihuo raised his eyes and looked at Ling Zhao: "I will find a way to get out." ”

"Get out? Are you a fool when you are a forbidden soldier at the gate? Filthy harem, you're dead! The Yuan Guifei who favored the harem couldn't save her life, do you think that cold-blooded emperor would leave you as an imperial uncle? ”

After speaking, Ling Zhao shook his hand with disgust: "It doesn't matter if you die, I will die with you!" ”

Xiao Huaihui ignored it and hung his head to find a way.

"At the beginning, Xiao Huaijin promised me that as long as they respected each other within two years, he would find a way to send them back and leave. I can go back to southern Xinjiang, I can go anywhere, and he will help me plan ......"

"Do you regret it?"

"Am I more than sorry?"

"Then when I get out, write to your brother and ask him to send troops to help me. Otherwise, you don't want to live. ”

"......" Ling Zhao was suddenly speechless.

Because of the previous several temptations, Ling Zhao knew that his brother and father would not easily send troops to help Xiao Huaihui if the time was not ripe, even if Xiao Huaihui threatened with his own life.

"What? Don't your proudest father and your favorite brother have any plans to help you? The youngest daughter of the king of southern Xinjiang? ”

Xiao Huaihui's eyes were filled with sarcasm and disdain, which made Ling Zhao feel very sad: "If my father doesn't send troops, will you kill me?" ”

Xiao Huaihui was silent, and raised his eyes to give Ling Zhao an expression that he understood. Ling Zhao immediately understood what he meant: "Xiao Huaihui, you are too ruthless. ”

"But aren't you going to crawl into my bed?" Xiao Huaihuo stood up and walked to Ling Zhao's side: "Am I ruthless?" No, I'm just ruthless to you.

I, like Xiao Huaijin, don't like you at all for being selfish and arrogant and smart. To me, you are only useful to be close to southern Xinjiang...... Oh, and there's the fun.

By the way, you can also find some embarrassment for Xiao Huaijin. Now that your father doesn't want you anymore, and Xiao Huaijin's face is gone, what use do I want you to have? ”

Ling Zhao looked at Xiao Huaihui blankly, although Xiao Huaijin, who married into the Pingnan Palace, didn't even look at herself, she was quite respectful to herself, and she didn't say anything like this to her.

She thought that Xiao Huaihui would have some affection for herself, but the scene at this moment was really ridiculous: "You are not ruthless, you just gave her all your affection?" ”

"That's right."

Ling Zhao closed his eyes, listened to Xiao Huaihuo's humiliation of himself, and stretched out his hand to slap him in the face: "Despicable! ”

Stretched out his hand and snatched the hairpin from his arms and threw it to the ground, and stomped on it twice: "She's dead!" You're dying, too! I'm not happy, then don't wait for the emperor's decree, don't live! ”

Xiao Huaihui squatted on the ground and picked up the hairpin, and it was a slap in the face.