The next day, Xiao Huaijin entered the palace to resume his life.

Wanxiang leaned on the side of the case and beat the chess pieces, just like Xiao Huaijin last night, she couldn't stop wondering if the news of Yuanhou's assassination had already reached the palace.

Just thinking about it, Qi'er opened the bead curtain and walked in: "Girl, it's time to take medicine." ”

"When did the prince leave?"

"I left early, and when I was leaving, I called Liang Cuo to tell the girl not to sneak out to play by herself."

Hearing this Wanxiang slam the chess pieces on the case, she leaned aside and asked Ji'er to change her dressing, and couldn't help muttering: "If he can't go out, he won't go out?" ”

"The girl still listens to the prince, the imperial city is not as good as Beixun. Yesterday, when you made a fuss, everyone knew that there was such a person as you by the prince's side, so we should not publicize it. ”

Wanxiang sighed to herself, feeling really bored. The best medicine Wanxiang couldn't help but wander around Xiao Huaijin's palace to see how magnificent this palace was placed by the little emperor.

When Xiao Huaijin came back and asked Liang Cuo to shout Wanxiang, there was no one in the front yard and the back yard. Xiao Huaijin thought in his heart that Wanxiang must have slipped out to play restlessly, and when he was about to get angry, Liang Cuo raised his hand and pointed: "Look, prince." ”

Xiao Huaijin looked up in the direction that Liang Cuo was pointing, and there was a person sitting on the ridge of the roof, wearing a cloak with rabbit skin inside.

The green silk hung down at the waist, and the red skirt corners flew in the cold wind.

It must be a silk incense, and no one dares to climb on the roof of the palace except her. Xiao Huaijin hid her hands under the fox fur, there was no anger in her eyes, and she looked at the figure on the roof for a long time, thinking that she had said last night that she couldn't let her mother's things be thrown into the pickled place......

Wen Sheng said to Liang Cuo beside him: "Tell her to come down." ”

Liang Cuo hurriedly went to call Wanxiang. Wanxiang jumped from the roof to the tree unhurriedly, and then slowly jumped under the tree: "The prince is back?" ”

"I'll be waiting for you in the house."

Wanxiang casually stuffed the stove in her hand into Xiao'er's hand, got into Xiao Huaijin's room, took off her cloak and stood on the edge of Xiao Huaijin's chessboard: "Lord Wang." ”

"What are you doing on the roof?"

"There is a piece of spring plum blossoms in the backyard of the palace, and my subordinates go up to enjoy the plums."

I thought that Xiao Huaijin would blame Wanxiang with anger, but I didn't want him to just say lightly: "The spring is cold, your old injuries have not healed, don't go up to blow the wind." ”

"Yes." Raising his eyes, Xiao Huaijin stretched out his hand to signal himself to get up and sit opposite, and Wanxiang naturally sat down unceremoniously: "The prince is back so soon?" ”

"Hmm."

"Has the matter of Yuanhou reached the palace?"

Xiao Huaijin recalled the little emperor with a furious face, and nodded.

"That ......"

"You're clean, and there's no sign of you. Stay in the house with peace of mind, and don't go back to Beixun for a while. ”

"Have the envoys from Southern Xinjiang arrived?" Juanxiang's little face looked a little anxious, and she didn't know what she was anxious about.

Xiao Huaijin raised his eyes and glanced at the incense, dropped a white seed, and said softly: "Not yet, but the emperor has already mentioned it." ”

"What's mentioned?" Wanxiang hurriedly asked.

"Princess Lingzhao of Southern Xinjiang, entered the house at the tenth day of March."

"Can you give the prince a title?"

Xiao Huaijin stared meaningfully at Wanxiang's eyes, opened her lips lightly, and spit out two words: "Pingnan." ”

As Suan Xiang had speculated before, she watched the formation change on the chessboard and muttered, "Pingnan...... Pingnan ......"

"What are you muttering?"

Wanxiang smiled: "Subordinate...... Congratulations to the prince. ”

Speaking of this, Wanxiang seemed to hear the commotion outside, as if she was preparing for Xiao Huaijin's wedding.

On the tenth day of the first month of March, the time seemed to be a little urgent, and Wanxiang couldn't figure out why the little emperor was so eager to stuff the princess from southern Xinjiang into the palace.

I don't have anything to ask, and I don't know what the prince is calling him over. She just watched Xiao Huaijin set up the chessboard for a long time silently.

Chess deeply means that he can't understand it, so it's better to go back and rest: "If the prince has nothing else, Wanxiang will go back." ”

"As soon as you enter the house, you keep asking questions, and after you finish asking what you want to ask, you want to go back? Who is the master? ”

Hearing this, he didn't shy away from sighing in front of Xiao Huaijin: "Then the prince can ask whatever he wants." ”

"Do you know your birthday?"

"Yes."

"Write it down."

Although Wanxiang was a little puzzled, she still obediently walked to the side of the table, picked up the pen and left a row of beautiful small characters on the paper.

"It's written."

Xiao Huaijin still lowered his head and looked at the chessboard: "Go back." ”

Wanxiang walked out of Xiao Huaijin's house as if she was running away, forgetting that her cloak was still hanging inside. As soon as he went out, he met Liang Cuo, and without waiting for Liang Cuo to greet him, Wanxiang walked back to his yard quickly.

Even if Wanxiang didn't want to greet each other, he wouldn't run away without saying a word. Liang Cuo didn't dare to stagnate for too long, and he still had important matters at hand.

Thinking about it, he entered the house: "Lord, the people from the Yi Wangfu have sent things." ”

Liang Co opened the box, Xiao Huaijin was not far away, and he could see a pair of jade pillows inside, and the other box was black hair.

Stretched out his slender fingers and pressed a sunspot: "Put it away." ”

"Yes."

"Take the eight characters on the table to Bai Ninghou."

"Do you want to fit the eight characters?"

"Hmm."

"Who's it?"

"This king's."

Looking at the words Qingxiu, and then thinking about the incense that went out just now, Liang Cuo immediately thought that this was the eight characters of the fragrance: "Lord Wang, this is ......"

"Hurry up."

The people who work in this courtyard never expect to guess Xiao Huaijin's thoughts, and so does Liang Cuo.

But Wanxiang is an exception, even if she and Xiao Huaijin don't spend as much time together as Liang Cuo, but as soon as Xiao Huaijin frowned, Wanxiang immediately knew whose life he wanted. It's really a seven-trick heart.

Wanxiang walked all the way back to the courtyard, not feeling cold at all. As soon as I entered the house, I saw a woman standing inside who was about the same age as Aunt Hong, but looked a little old.

This woman is plump, and when she smiles, her eyes are like the first moon at the beginning of the month, and she wants to be more kind and kind.

Qi'er was busy patting the fine snow on Wanxiang's body: "The girl is back, this is Aunt Ruan, the prince pointed out to serve the girl." ”

"Aunt Ruan?"

"Thanks to the girl's 'aunt', all the girl's affairs will be taken care of by the slave maid in the future."

Serve? Is it Xiao Huaijin who is looking for someone to watch him in order to prevent himself from messing around, right? If the prince is sincerely staring at himself, he will come to the next one after pushing this one.

Zuo is just one more person in the yard, and he doesn't shirk it when he thinks of this incense. Tell Ji'er to take the aunt to rest, and sit in front of the makeup mirror by herself. and when the sky is bright, they light the candlesticks.

As soon as Ji'er came back, she asked anxiously, "Where is your cloak?" ”

Only then did Wanxiang remember: "It fell in the prince's house." ”

"What's wrong with you? Watching and staring at the candlestick in broad daylight? ”

"Warm."

Staring at the candlelight, Akika remembered being held down by layers of corpses when she was a child. It had been a whole day before the bodies were cold before she was found.

When he saw Xiao Huaijin for the first time, he asked, "Is it cold?" ”