In the evening, Honggu suddenly developed a high fever, but fortunately, my brother asked the imperial doctor to stay in the house, and I asked Honggu to be sent to my hospital.

"Princess, take care of the slave and maid, you go and rest."

Aya took away the cold handkerchief in my hand, and picked up a piece attached to Honggu's forehead again, I sat in front of the soft bed and looked at Honggu, her face is actually three or four points similar to Jiang Zitang, presumably Jiang Zitang's mother must have been born very beautiful.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, and Aya urged me to go to bed to rest, but I still stood at the light at the door and didn't leave.

"Aya, you can go and rest too."

"The slave is not tired, the slave is here watching the princess."

Aya's eyes were a little red, and the more she lowered her head, the quieter her voice became: "Princess, it's all to blame on the slave maid, the slave maid should follow the princess well today." ”

I walked over and hugged Aya and shook my head with her, "Aaya, what do you blame?" I don't blame you, those people came to me today with a purpose. ”

Aya nodded, clenched her fists and said, "Princess, don't worry, Prime Minister Jiang Cheng will definitely catch the assassin, today I saw Prime Minister Jiang Cheng's face turned white when he hugged you, and it looked very scary." ”

"So, now Aya go to sleep, otherwise where will you have the good spirit to serve your princess tomorrow morning," I said and opened the door, and sure enough, I saw Ling Ji standing at the door with a sword, like a gatekeeper, I sighed helplessly: "Also, Ling Ji, you also rest, no one dares to come to the princess's mansion to assassinate me." ”

Ling Ji's footsteps still didn't move, his face was a little pale, and I knew that my brother must have punished Ling Ji.

"Don't worry, the royal brother sent someone to guard the princess's mansion."

I only now know that Ling Ji is also a stubborn temper, and finally persuaded the two to go back to rest, the night is deeper, the begonia on the wall is blown by the wind and shakes his head, I looked at the wall in a daze, Jiang Zitang, you appeared again when I called you, fortunately you appeared again.

Since returning to Chang'an City, I have found that I am more and more able to dream, this time I am also shouting Jiang Zitang, calling him to save me, I dreamed of an old incident when I was fifteen years old.

It is also good to be unfavored in the palace, for example, no palace maid and eunuch will pay special attention to you, so I am very handy at sneaking out of the palace.

This time I went out of the palace to say happy birthday to Jiang Zitang, and give him a birthday gift, although I actually can't take this gift a little, it is a little rabbit carved by myself, I learned from my brother that Jiang Zitang's zodiac is a rabbit, which sounds very inconsistent with him, obviously the rabbit is not fierce at all.

In fact, I met Jiang Zitang in the palace, but he was with several princes at the time, and if I went forward, he would not like it.

Jiang Zitang's pace in front of me was getting faster and faster, and I hurriedly quickened my pace to catch up with him, but I didn't find that I was followed by a few small tails.

When I was blocked by a few ruffian hooligans in the corner of the alley, I was very scared, and Jiang Zitang didn't know where to go, so I took out the only bit of silver taels on my body, who knew that they still wouldn't let me go.

"I tell you, I have a friend in front of you, be careful that he comes back and beats you all over the ground."

"Haha, friend, where is the friend, little sister, you have to be serious about lying in the future."

One of the little rascals said that he was going to pull me, and I pushed him hard, and it was said in the book that you can't be soft on this kind of rascal, and the more you are afraid of them, the more you like them.

Although I am small, since the incident with the eldest princess, I have tried to eat more every day, and my strength has grown a lot, and I tugged with them, and a small thing rolled out of my sleeve.

"Go away!"

"Brother Jiang!"

"Brother Jiang!"

I tried to scream at the top of my throat, and someone tried to cover my mouth, and I leaned over and opened my mouth to bite, and the man screamed in pain.

"Dead girl, you're looking for death!"

The raised slap did not fall on my face, and when I opened my eyes carefully, I saw a frowning face, and he grabbed the man's hand and kicked him to the ground.

I often don't understand why some girls in the book will fall in love with that person as soon as they are saved by a hero, but now I know, because the person who came to save you stood in front of you, and was extremely brave, as if he came with the light, and crossed a layer of gold because of you.

The night breeze in the spring seemed to be carrying the moisture of the rain on the people, and even the clothes were stained, Jiang Zitang didn't dare to stand up too much, his body was wet and cold, but he didn't want to cool the girl who fell asleep in bed.

The moonlight was long, and there was no candle in the room, Jiang Zitang was like that and he gestured to the face of the person on the bed with a dark hand, his eyes were affectionate and gentle.

"Jiang Zitang ......"

In the silent room, the faint murmur was extremely clear, Jiang Zitang's hand was paused, and he slowly stretched forward, as if making a stroking motion, the girl who was asleep on the bed muttered and turned over, and the quilt covering her body was also brushed away by her.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Zitang's mouth, he shook his head helplessly, stepped forward and pulled the quilt up a little, the sleeping face half-hidden in it was hazy, and there was no extra movement.

"Princess, I'm sorry ......"

The soft murmuring in the night was not heard, and the warmth between the stolen fingers was clenched in his hand and refused to let go, Jiang Zitang turned around and walked to another soft bed, but the familiar and mournful face in his memory made him not have half a sense of tenderness in his heart.

Honggu, what a Honggu.

The dagger taken out of his sleeve was sharp and smooth, reflecting Jiang Zitang's cold eyes, as long as he stabbed it at this moment, this red girl would definitely die.

A vague muttering sound sounded behind him again, Jiang Zitang sighed, the dagger was retracted into his sleeve, he turned his head to look at the person sleeping in a very irregular position on the bed, and turned to leave.

The person on the soft bed exhaled deeply, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands under the quilt were cold.