Si Ming Xingjun's eyes widened, and he looked at Hongluan in disbelief: "Princess Longji is trying to threaten the lower officials?" ”

"It's okay for you to be a threat to this princess, anyway, after the matter is done, this princess will definitely be indispensable to your benefits." Hongluan doesn't care about the way.

"How? One thought is heaven, one thought is hell, you can choose? ”

"Xia Guan knows." Si Ming Xingjun lowered his head gloomily and pretended to give in, "The lower officials will arrange for the princess to accompany her, as for whether you can get Ziwei Xingjun's heart, it depends on the princess's creation." ”

"The princess has to think about it, she needs to erase her memories in the next mortal tribulation, and she must abandon her noble status and become a mortal in her life to endure all kinds of suffering." Si Ming Xingjun reminded Hongluan euphemistically again.

Hongluan said confidently: "Although you give this princess a noble identity and unparalleled beauty, this princess doesn't believe it, and she can't capture Xuanling's heart!" ”

Si Ming Xingjun sighed secretly: Hey, this delicate and willful and domineering Princess Longji, even if she reaches the mortal world, she is still calculated by Ziwei Xingjun.

Because according to Xuanling's love setting, it is impossible for the noble Princess Longji to fall in love with him at all.

What Princess Longji likes may just be Xuanling's aura.

However, it is the prince of the Dragon Clan, Fu Nanjun, who may have a glimmer of hope.

I heard that this Funan Jun fell in love with Princess Longji at first sight and has admired the beauty for a long time.

Although he didn't know what was good about a goddess like Princess Longji who would do anything to achieve her goals, but-

If this trip can lead to a marriage between them, it can be regarded as a good thing.

Si Ming Xingjun turned his eyes to look at the life book, and said in his heart: It's just that this purple kite fairy, the role in the mortal world, is really interesting.

I just hope that when she comes back, she can withstand such a shocking truth.

Mortal

Somewhere in the market, a group of people were pointing around a teenager.

"Hey, it's a pity, I lost my mother at a young age."

"If you look so thin, even if you buy it back and be a slave, I'm afraid you won't be able to do heavy work, right?"

"However, looking at this child's good appearance, maybe ....."

When the young man heard this, his face froze, and his hands, which were originally hanging by his sides, began to clench into fists.

He knelt on the ground with his upper body straight, wearing only a thin, shabby single coat.

At this time, it was late autumn, and the cold wind was blowing, and the boy couldn't help but shiver.

Although he has fallen into such a deplorable situation, the perseverance in his eyes has not diminished by half.

His mother died of a sudden illness, and he was the only one by his side, so he had to find a way to bury his mother.

Such a young child can't think of any other way to get money quickly.

The only way he can go is to sell his body and bury his mother.

The tassels swayed, the ornately decorated carriages approached slowly from the distance, and the sound of the wheels running over the bluestone slabs was clearly audible.

I felt the carriage stop suddenly, and the sound of the girl's immature and sweet voice came from the carriage.

"What's wrong?"

"Your Highness, there are many people in front of the road, and my subordinates will open the way for you."

Yingshou jumped out of the carriage, dressed in a neat and neat suit, looking heroic.

"Let go of me!"

Unable to bear it anymore, the boy burst out and gave the scoundrel a fist.

"Oops? Still dare to do it? ”

The ruffian was so angry that he grabbed the young man by the arm, intending to teach him a good lesson.

In the crowd of onlookers, no one was willing to stand up and help the boy.

The gaze that fell on him was either sympathetic or fun.

The boy was thrown into the dust, and there were a few bruises on his white and thin face.

There was still no one to help him.

In this world, the wicked are in charge, the wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

The poor are only bullied.

Hehe......

Will he die here today?

No way!

If he dies, there will be no one to take care of his mother's funeral!

The boy got up, still stubbornly confronting the ruffian.

"Dare to stare?" The scoundrel rolled up his sleeves viciously, getting closer and closer, "Stinky boy, you're impatient, aren't you?" ”

Just when the scoundrel's fist was about to hit the boy, Yingshou intervened in time to stop it.

Only a rattle was heard, and the scoundrel's wrist was broken.

"You, stinky—"

Seeing that the scoundrel still wanted to make a move, Yingshou poked his knee with a sword, and the scoundrel immediately knelt down.

"Grandma spares her life, the little one doesn't dare anymore."

Seeing that he was not the opponent of the other party, the scoundrel hurriedly forgave him.

"Get out!" Yingshou kicked him away.

Looking around, before the crowd had dispersed, Yingshou took out some silver taels from her arms and handed them to the young man.

"That's enough silver for you to bury your mother."

The boy bowed deeply to the scarf, then knelt down towards the carriage and bowed.

Seeing that there was no drama to watch, everyone dispersed.

Without looking back, she turned around, got into the carriage, waved her whip and drove away.

The boy's gaze fell on the purple tassel accessory of the carriage, thoughtfully.

The next day, outside the inn

Yingshou came out to feed the horse, and suddenly saw a handsome and clear young man combing the horse's mane.

She was startled and recognized the young man she met yesterday: "You, how could you ......"

At this time, although he was dressed plainly, his appearance was clean and decent, which was very different from yesterday's depressed description.

The young man turned around and smiled politely: "Sister is fine, in Xia Ling Han, I don't know if Princess Ning Yuan can get up?" ”

Ling Han's voice was slightly hoarse because of the young man's voice change.

Yingshou vigilantly blocked the saber in his hand in front of him: "Who are you?" How do you know the whereabouts of Her Royal Highness the Princess? ”

Ling Han explained unhurriedly: "My sister's waist card is a common waist card in the palace, and the sword is also given by the emperor, right?" Only the things in the palace can use the dragon pattern and the phoenix pattern. ”

"Interesting." Ying's eyes showed a look of approval, "Go on." ”

"The dragon pattern can only be used by the saints today, and the carriage with the phoenix pattern is not the princess and the prince, but the prince of the county."

Yingshou looked at Ling Han with interest: "Why can't it be the queen's concubine?" ”

"Because of the sound of the carriage." Ling Han continued, "Adults are sitting in the carriage, the sound of the carriage is deep, and only a light child sitting in it can have such a crisp sound. ”

"Don't forget, I'm in the carriage too." Although Yingshou was still asking, she had put down her sword.

"My sister is a person who practices martial arts, and her body is as light as a swallow, in order to make the carriage go faster, she must rush the carriage in one breath, and it is naturally not heavy."

Yingshou admired the young man more and more, and finally couldn't help asking, "Then how are you sure that it's not Princess Feiluan sitting inside?" ”

Excluding other royal children who do not meet the age requirements, the only one who is the same age as Princess Ning Yuan is Princess Feiluan.

"Princess Feiluan is the daughter of the queen, the eldest princess of noble birth, proud of others, if you are her maid, you will definitely disdain to save her."