Feng Qingzhi got up quite early In other words, she didn't sleep all night. She was wondering what the relationship between Ji Chenxiao and Xuan Ning was. If she was conspiring with Ji Chenxiao to rebel, wouldn't she need herself? Isn't your own purpose and plan going to be in vain?

"Miss Bai Zhi, are you up?" The sound of pen and ink came from outside the door. interrupted her thoughts. "Up." Concise. After speaking, the pen and ink pushed the door in. There was also a delicate-looking maid in light blue plain clothes.

The pen and ink presented the sword in his hand, it was a sword that shimmered with silver light, a sword forged for her by Naranqiaochuan, and she named it Red Scythe. The sword is three feet two long, the sword is half a finger wide, and the fiery red sword body is clearly set against the golden lines, engraved with the pattern of a phoenix. On the red hilt of the sword, more than an inch long red silk fluttered. The scabbard is clearly engraved with the word "red sickle".

This sword blade is like autumn frost, extremely sharp, and it is a divine object.

"Miss, this is the sword that the prince ordered to send to you." The pen and ink have to praise in my heart: this sword is a rare good sword, expensive and extremely sharp. Maybe the royal family and nobles are only Lord Xue, and they can only find such treasures when they travel all over the world.

Feng Qingzhi took the red sickle sword and stroked it a few times before she suddenly remembered. Walked to the table in the center, took a silver sword and handed it to her. Bimo knows that it was the young lady who pulled out the prince's sword yesterday.

Bimo said, "By the way, Miss," she looked at the light blue skirt in the maid's hand, "This is what the prince ordered someone to cut overnight, and Miss will wear it today." ”

Ordered someone to cut it overnight? Why is this Ji Chenxiao so good to himself, could it be that he was too worried last night? Or did he know that night he knew his shocking secret and wouldn't let him out? As soon as she had this thought, she ruled out how could he be the same as Xue Qianyi?

"Well, I know, let's put it down." The maid obediently put it down and went out with pen and ink.

After Feng Qingzhi was dressed neatly, she looked at the yellow mirror again. After making sure there were no mistakes, I went out the door and walked to the main hall.

Knowing that someone had entered the hall, Ji Chenxiao raised his eyes.

The person in front of him was wearing a light blue skirt, and the water fu-colored gauze belt was manly at the waist. The outer cover is embroidered with moon satin and magnolia flying butterfly, and the air is like a quiet orchid. There is a Tongling jade lying quietly in front of the neck, and a pair of light blue tassels sit next to the ear, holding the black hair with a silver hairpin, coiled into a delicate willow hairpin. Incomparably fair face, white and red. The cherry lips are undyed and red, exuding the sweet smell of bluegrass, like a fairy who has stepped into the mortal world.

If her temperament is a little restrained, she is not so stubborn and dead-eyed, and she is barely worthy of her graceful appearance.

"Where are you going?" Feng Qingzhi opened her mouth coldly. As soon as he opened his mouth, his true nature was quickly revealed, is it really good to do this? Ji Chenxiao coughed lightly and said impatiently, "You'll know when you arrive." ”