Chapter Twenty-Eight: A sultry scent
"A prince who surrendered to the country in war is also worthy of dealing with His Royal Highness?" Nangong Yan's eyes were full of disdain.
Even if he befriended those people, he was just a proton who was detained in Yanjing City, what could he do to fight him?
Yan Shiqing's face didn't show any panic, he only smiled, "It's okay, as long as it's for the seventh sister." "That mind, as if he was sure that he would win.
Nangong Yan's hand behind him clenched slightly, and there was a bit of gunpowder in his eyes, "I'm afraid that you won't be able to win her heart when the time comes." ”
He will not take advantage of others' dangers, and he will not feel that he is a cut above him just because Yu Qiqi is already his crown princess.
"Oh? If the seventh sister is really doing well in the East Palace, why do she have to go to Fan Hualou to get drunk? "This matter was also told to him by Qing Yu just after he came out of the Earl's Palace.
"His Royal Highness's crown princess went to buy drunk, and she still needs a reason? Naturally, because he was favored by His Royal Highness, he was so happy that he was overwhelmed. ”
Nangong Yan was very shameless and made up this paragraph that even he didn't believe. I don't know if Yu Qiqi will want to beat him up after hearing this.
Yan Shiqing's indifferent look told him that he didn't believe his words, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walks slowly." He bowed to him and got into the carriage.
Nangong Yan was so angry that he wanted to step forward to stop his carriage, drag him out of the carriage and beat him severely. But this is outside, on the side street, he has to maintain the bearing and elegance that he should have as a prince.
"Ning Shenyuan's uncle Gu Xia is the commander, send people to keep an eye on it." Gu Xia held the heavy troops of Yanjing City, and any movement in the border fortress would be the first to reach his ears. Nangong Yan's cold eyebrows added a hint of banter, Yan Shiqing wants to ascend to the sky in one step, but he dares to think about it.
"Humble duty understands."
Chu Peiyu responded directly, but he paused and still didn't leave.
Nangong Yan frowned, "Is there anything else?" ”
"Your Royal Highness, on the way back to the East Palace yesterday, the crown princess bumped into you and Wan Niangniang." Chu Peiyu hesitated for a moment, but still said more.
Nangong Yan's cold face was slightly stunned, and he turned around and got into the carriage.
When Yu Qiqi woke up, there was already a pile of thick notes on the table, and there was a scripture book on the side, and his heart was half cold at the moment.
"Your Royal Highness said when you went out this morning, let the crown princess copy the scriptures five hundred times, if you don't finish copying them, you can't eat."
Zhao Niang stepped forward and conveyed Nangong Yan's words.
"Five hundred?"
Yu Qiqi immediately opened her mouth wide, and she copied it a hundred times last time, and this Nangong Yan was really getting more and more ruthless towards her.
"Well, His Highness personally ordered it." Zhao Niang replied softly.
After putting on his clothes, Yu Qiqi walked to the edge of the desk in a gloomy manner, "Here." Zhao Niang handed her the pen dipped in ink.
Yu Qiqi swallowed the dryness in his throat, took another sip of tea, and then took the pen. She lowered her head and slowly copied.
The words that fell on the notepaper were crooked one by one, and there was no hint of juanxiu.
It's strange to say, after she married into the East Palace, a teacher taught her how to write Yanjing, but she couldn't write well.
After coming back from the side street, when Nangong Yan was about to go to the Changhuan Palace, thinking of what Chu Peiyu said, half of the face shrouded in sunlight had a hint of hesitation to go to the Yaoguang Palace, but was interrupted by Linglong who came over.
"Your Highness, Niangniang is awake."
Linglong walked up to him and announced.
Nangong Yan nodded slightly, and immediately turned around and walked towards the Changhuan Palace.
"I heard that His Royal Highness punished the crown princess for copying Buddhist scriptures five hundred times early this morning because of his concubine?" Seeing him walk in, he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he ran up to him and asked him.
"Why don't you wear shoes?" Nangong Yan frowned, especially displeased, and her eyes fell on her smooth feet.
Seeing this, Linglong hurriedly grabbed her clogs, squatted down and waited for her to put on her shoes.
Nangong Yan helped her, and only after she put on her shoes did she reply: "You don't have to intercede for her, you should feel sorry for yourself." ”
"It's all because of the crown princess's tolerance that the concubine has a place in this East Palace, and the concubine is grateful physically and mentally, and she doesn't want His Royal Highness to be too harsh on her for the sake of the concubine."
Midori's voice was delicate, and a little mist in his eyes stared at him.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Thinking of the little hedgehog who was still hungry and copying Buddhist scriptures, Nangong Yan's heart was inexplicably unbearable. He picked her up from the ground, put her on the soft couch, and gently stroked her face, "Then you have to listen to me, take good care of your body, and next time you are not allowed to stay barefoot." ”
"Hmm."
Midori smiled lightly and closed her eyes.
Yu Qiqi copied it for a day, but she copied less than half of it, and she was already so hungry that she was about to collapse. Ah Jian secretly took back a piece of dim sum and stuffed it into her hand, but Zhao Niang saw it and immediately stopped her.
Regarding what Nangong Yan ordered, Zhao Niang has always been like this, just and upright.
Yu Qiqi had no choice but to give up the struggle and bury himself in copying books in a proper manner. But she couldn't resist the gurgling of her stomach, and when she was hungry, a familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes.
It also has a sultry scent.