The first confrontation that happened at the ordinary dinner in the Wangfu ended in a tie, and the two sides entered a truce together, and the Wangfu was calm for a period of time, so that everyone will forget the turmoil caused by the meal.

It is strange that there are many things every year, and there are many this year, although the draft has been shelved by Dali Temple for a period of time, but just when everyone took this matter as a joke and gradually drowned out, there was such an unbelievable thing in the Wangfu early in the morning.

"Ziyi, what's going on outside here, it's so noisy."

Le Zhengyu sat on the small round stool and looked at the ingenious Qi'er through the bronze mirror, Qi'er was coiling a lock of Le Zhengyu's hair into a Lingyun bun with one hand, and at the same time inserting the hairpin ring in his hand obliquely into the bun, the smoothness of the movement was amazing.

"Princess, I'll go! Sister Purple is feeding the prince! ”

With Le Zhengyu's approval, Qi'er jumped and ran out, while Xiao Shizi, who was sitting on a small chair and eating, Jimo Suxuan, regardless of the soft and hard of the purple clothes, ran out with Qi'er on short legs.

"Mother, mother, go see what's going on?"

This is a manifestation of Jimo Suyu's latest love of imitating other people's things, children are good at imitating at this age, and they can also learn a lot of things, Le Zhengyu looked at the little man who ran out, and didn't stop him, just beckoned to the purple clothes.

"Ziyi, how many years did you say Fan Li had been with me? Isn't it time to start a family or something? ”

"Princess, this... How did the slave know about Fan Gongzi. ”

When Le Zhengyu asked about this, his eyes paid attention to Ziyi's face, and he watched his hand that was cleaning up the combing table, and a small and delicate spice box rolled off the table and fell on the thick goose down blanket without making any sound.

Le Zhengyu didn't see it, and he didn't care about it, and then said casually: "It seems that Feng Gongzi doesn't like others to arrange marriages for him, I looked at the women on the roster a few days ago are all beautiful women, and their appearance is also the dragon and phoenix among people, I can't find a flaw, and I think I am worthy of Fan Li." ”

"Princess! You..."

Before Ziyi hurriedly exited, Le Zhengyu had already turned around, his eyes flashed on Ziyi's anxious and pale face, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and then he heard Qi'er's voice.

"Princess, go and take a look! Feng Gongzi and Wang Ye are about to fight. ”

Qi'er ran in panting, followed by Jimo Suxuan with a straight face, Jimo Suxuan was not in Qi'er's hurry, but with a small jump, the person was already sitting firmly at the table, continuing to eat the crystal purple rice porridge that Fang had just finished, and he didn't say anything about everything he saw.

Le Zhengyu just smiled and sat on the chair with his son, waving his hand at Qi'er, Qi'er didn't see the slightest worry on Le Zhengyu's face, but looked like she didn't care about herself, Qi'er turned her head to look at Ziyi, who had not made a sound.

Who knows, Qi'er whispered a few times and didn't hear it in Ziyi's ears, her mind was full of Fang Cai Le Zhengyu's words to promise a marriage for Fan Li, and she stood in place blankly, her eyes blank.

Qi'er stomped her feet and had to make vegetables for Le Zhengyu, while handing the scooped porridge to Le Zhengyu's hand, and asked exploratory: "Princess, aren't you worried that the prince is alive and Feng Gongzi will be injured?" ”

Le Zhengyu put down the chopsticks in his hand, wiped the rice grains on the corner of his mouth for Jimo Suxuan, looked at this Qi'er and said, "Okay!" Tell me what you saw. ”

Now Qi'er can be regarded as opening the chatterbox, she just said! The relationship between the princess and the prince is so good, how can she not worry about her prince being hurt!

Just when he got up early in the morning, Feng Xie opened his eyes in a daze, reached out to get the clothes he was used to, grabbed the underwear and wanted to put it on his body, and then found that his .... Dirty pants, gone again!

The maid boy who called the vigil said that since the loss of the dirty pants that day, they have never touched the child's underwear, and this time the incident is even more emotional, Feng Gongzi's heart because of the humiliation and anger of losing the dirty pants several times in a row can no longer be suppressed, and rushed straight to the front of Jimo's study.

Everyone knows that the private study of the prince is a forbidden place, and no one in the house goes to it, of course, except for the princess, there is something special! In addition, the prince got up very early in the morning, first of all, he had to stretch his muscles and bones, practice a set of swordsmanship, and then go to the study after breakfast to issue the orders to be carried out by the various departments today.

And generally when the prince has done all these things, the time for the people in the house to get up comes one after another, that is, like Feng Gongzi, when the sun shows his strength on the horizon, the prince who is about to go out is intercepted halfway.

"Jimo Yu! You have teased this son like this many times, what kind of heart is this! ”

Obviously, this is not a question, this is a question after an affirmation.

Seeing that Feng Xie's clothes were messy and his hair had not yet been tied up, although he was also a beautiful man with a different flavor, Ji Moyu's brows still couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What's going on? Was someone insulted in the middle of the night? Do you come to this king early in the morning to judge the case for you? Feng Gongzi is really romantic, and this king is not free now. ”

Jimo Yu said that he was about to leave from the side, but who knew that Feng Xie actually showed his weapon, and a sword shining with the cold light of the morning stood in front of Jimo Yu, Jimo Yu's eyes completely flashed with coldness, and his face sank.

Seeing the lively crowd of onlookers more and more, the daylight gradually brightened, Feng Xie's unyielding look at Jimo Yu was a deliberate provocation in Jimo Yu's eyes, he shouted behind him: "Mu Qing! ”

Mu Qing is extremely knowledgeable, he has followed his master for so many years, as long as the master gives him a casual look, he will know the master's intentions.

Mu Qing turned around and entered the lounge next to him, but in a moment, he walked out with an equally bright sword, presented it respectfully, and put it in Jimo Yu's hand.

Seeing that the two sides had been truceing for many days and were about to meet each other, Qi'er couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and ran towards the residence of the prince and his wife.

After listening to Qi'er's words, Le Zhengyu was also full, picked up his son casually, and walked towards the place where there was a lot of trouble.

But even Le Zhengyu's arrival didn't work at all, because Feng Gongzi said domineeringly to her who asked: "Yu Yu, it's none of your business, this is a decision between men." ”

The prince did not fall behind, and said to his wife and children: "Xian'er, remember, in the face of some provocateurs who have nothing to do, you must defeat him with one blow, so as not to lose the demeanor of a man." ”

Jimo Suxuan looked at his admired father, his eyes flashed with a light that seemed to understand or not, and then nodded.

"What? How about this king let you make three moves? Jimo Yan sneered and watched Feng Xie speak casually.

"Jimo Yu, if this son can't avenge that blasphemy today, how will this son gain a foothold in the future!" As Feng Xie spoke, a cold sword struck directly at Jimo's façade, obviously extremely angry.

Jimo really didn't know what the hatred in the mouth of this suave son meant, so he could only raise his sword to face the battle, and the wind whistled between the unpredictable figures of the two, and the people around him retreated for a full five miles.

Everyone looked at the two people who were entangled in the field without blinking, the figures were slender, the phantoms overlapped, and it had been dozens of moves between you and me, but it was still a draw.

Such a wonderful ring match is simply rare to see, or a trick between a master like Wang Ye who kills people and a master like Feng Gongzi, and people who know a little bit of martial arts feel that it is very exciting.

Not only were they watching, but the Fan brothers who used to act as the secret guards of the prince next to them also began to discuss.

"Big brother, don't you think that the prince's trick has improved a little more?"

Fan Ye is a craftsman and a martial arts idiot, and becoming a martial arts wizard like the prince is the dream he has set since the first time he met the prince, although it has not yet been realized.

"That's right! The prince's kung fu can be regarded as perfect, and after learning home, we are afraid that we will not be able to win if we join forces! Fan Li replied to Fan Ye's words, and at the same time felt that there was a gaze staring at him, and he looked up and saw that it was purple.

The other brothers were amazed at Feng Gongzi's kung fu, Fan Li was already itchy by Ziyi, and it was obviously not as good as Fang Cai's concentration.

Le Zhengyu was also looking at the pros and cons of both sides, she could see clearly that Jimo was slightly superior, but the kung fu in Feng Xie's anger was not vain, and Feng Xie's light skills seemed to be better than Jimo's.

Feng Xie is also a person in temperament, it is rare to have a person with the same strength as himself, and his muscles and bones that have not been stretched for a long time have been satisfied, and he is full of comfort in a fight, and he has long forgotten why he came to find Jimo trouble with his head.

The fight lasted for more than an hour, and everyone present felt that the horns were a little numb, until Cao Zheng's shout broke the original excitement.

"Lord Wang! Are you in the house? ”

Cao Zheng was originally in Dali Temple holding a dossier waiting for the prince to come to inspect the work, but there was no figure of the prince left and right, Cao Zheng came to the door by himself, who knew that there was no one in the palace of the prince, Cao Zheng felt that something was wrong, and his intuition was a little strange, so he shouted out loudly.

When this voice shouted, the people in the courtyard suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and seeing that the two people who were fighting also stopped, everyone dispersed in a hurry and returned to their posts as quickly as possible.

Cao Zheng followed the footprints into the courtyard, happily saluted Jimo Yu and Le Zhengyu, and said: "Prince, something happened, the lower officials felt that this matter was very strange, and they came to report to the prince." ”

"What's the matter? Lord Cao also made a trip himself. ”

"Today, two hundred and eighty-one girls in the city came to report the case, saying that they had lost their belongings... Obscene pants. ”

Feng Xie and Ji Mo Yu respectively took the handkerchief handed by the maid, wiped the sweat beads on their foreheads, Cao Zheng's voice came, Ji Mo Yan was clear in his mind, and looked at Feng Xie, it turned out that the hatred that this guy said in the morning was this hatred.

Feng Xie's gaze also happened to look over, his face was angry again, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Jimo Yu!" ”