In the Liangxi Palace, the concubine was lying in the arms of Emperor Yanjing, with thousands of bones.

Emperor Yan Jing rubbed her hands, "In this huge palace, you are the most comfortable place to stay." ”

"It is the duty of concubines to be able to relieve the emperor's worries." Concubine Yi leaned into his arms.

Emperor Yan Jing hugged her tightly, "Don't worry, for so many years, I have always remembered the pain in your heart." ”

Concubine Yi sobbed, narrowed her eyes slightly, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows became more and more bewitching.

Emperor Yan Jing stayed with her for a long time before getting up to leave.

Midori slowly stepped out from behind the screen and knelt in front of her.

"Yu Qiqi didn't tell Nangong Yan about the conversation between you and me in the Red Silk Courtyard?" The concubine leaned on the chaise longue, took the black tanuki handed over by the palace maid on the side, and stroked it gently.

Midori shook her head, "As far as the slave knows, no. ”

Concubine Yi's eyes deepened, revealing evil charm, "It seems that the relationship between the two of them is really as discordant as rumored." ”

"Your Highness often quarrels with her, but she never thinks about it, and she doesn't take His Highness to heart." Lu Yin paused, and there was a hint of obscurity in his eyes, "However, I heard that the prince of Nanzhao who recently came to Beijing to pay tribute is very close to her. ”

"Have you figured it out?" Concubine Yi stroked the tanuki's hand tightly.

Midori lowered her head, "That's true. ”

"Then find a way to show the two of them the way." She sneered, and there was a little coolness in her evil eyes.

"The slave understands."

Lu Yin agreed and left from Liangxi Palace in a hurry.

This night, Yu Qiqi slept very well. When I woke up, the people around me were empty, leaving only a body print.

As soon as Zhao Niang combed her hair in a bun, Ah Jian ran in from outside with a panicked expression, shouting in her mouth, "Princess, something happened!" ”

Yu Qiqi twisted her brows, Ah Jian has been by her side for many years, and she has rarely panicked like this, "What's wrong?" ”

"Yesterday, the emperor ordered that the prince stay in Yanjing City for a longer period of time, and not let him return to Nanzhao for the time being." Ajian looked at her anxiously.

Yu Qiqi's expression tightened, "Can you say what the reason is?" ”

"I heard that Yanjing and Nanzhao are good friends, and the princess of Nanzhao is married again, and when the prince comes here, they want to do their best to be the landlord, so naturally they want to stay for a few more days."

"That's nonsense!"

This reason can be heard by anyone to be foolish. But Nanzhao was originally a war surrender, even if he was dissatisfied, he could only swallow it in his stomach.

"I'm just afraid—" Ah Jian pursed his lips, not daring to say another word.

"Brother Qing..."

The panic in Yu Qiqi's heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't sit still for a moment.

"Crown Princess, you can't leave the palace now." Zhao Niang pulled her back, "Yan Shizi is an envoy sent by Nanzhao, even if the two countries are at war, there is no reason to harm the envoy, not to mention that he is only an envoy who came to pay tribute this time, and the emperor will not harm him." ”

Yu Qiqi turned his head, and there was a little more blood in his transparent and bright eyes, "He is not the son of your Yanjing, you will naturally say so!" ”

A year ago, Yanjing's soldiers and horses stepped into Nanzhao, and the picture of a river of blood was still vivid in her mind.

"Notes, let's go!"

She tore Zhao Niang's hand away, pulled Ah Jian and ran out. Only Ah Jian is her closest person in this East Palace.

"Crown Princess!"

Zhao Niang hurriedly chased out, the two of them were agile and had disappeared. She stood still, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Outside the post station, it was full of people from Emperor Yan Jing. However, they are wearing casual clothes, which is obviously something else.

After Ah Jian knocked out the two guards who were guarding the door, he and Yu Qiqi changed into their clothes and sneaked into the post station.

The post station was full of soldiers patrolling back and forth, and all the way in, Yu Qiqi and Ah Jian both lowered their heads, for fear of being seen by others.

After searching for a long time, they saw the guards wearing Nanzhao's clothes, and Yan Shiqing was staying in the innermost courtyard.

"Who are you?" When Yu Qiqi was about to run over, he was stopped by two guards. They were still wearing the clothes of Yanjing soldiers.

Yu Qiqi hurriedly took off the hat on his head and said hurriedly: "I am the seventh princess, take me to see the prince." ”

"Princess, you hurry in!"

Before they could react, Ah Jian knocked on the back of the head, knocking out the two guards who had stopped her in front of her.

Belch... Yu Qiqi said sorry to one of them in his heart, Ah Jian has always been so tenacious.

In the small courtyard, there was silence.

When Yu Qiqi walked in lightly, suddenly, someone covered his mouth from behind and dragged him into the corner.

"Seventh sister?"

Yan Shiqing recognized her at a glance, and immediately, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly let go of his hand.

"Brother Qing."

Yu Qiqi's eyes froze, she turned the military hat on her head, and her heart stabilized when she saw that he was safe and sound.

Yan Shiqing was stunned, and there was a moment of hesitation in his soft eyes, but he still couldn't help but hug her into his arms, "I thought that even if I came to Yanjing as a tribute envoy this time, I wouldn't be able to see you." ”

Yu Qiqi was stunned, held in his arms, and didn't dare to move.

"But why didn't you come to see me off on the day I got married?" After a while, she cautiously asked the question.