The sun was scorching, but the Jin Wang's Mansion within the high walls was oozing with a trace of coolness.

"Master, wake up!" Two servants surrounded a figure on the ground, crying into tears, but unable to wake up their master.

"Splash!"

As soon as the cold voice came out, before the two maids could react, they were pulled away by the guards, and the whole basin of cold water was splashed on the person on the ground, and the white clothes were soaked in an instant, and the graceful figure was half revealed.

Mama waited for a while and didn't see anyone wake up, so she half-squatted down and probed, but unexpectedly, this probe broke out in a cold sweat, and even her voice trembled: "Lord, the king and princess are out of breath." ”

Out of gas? It's good that she died, saving him a lot of trouble, find a reason to tell the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the matter will pass.

After pondering for a while, He Dongfeng said slowly: "Today's dance competition, the Fu family should lose, according to the agreement, this king will marry Miss Shen Er of General Jianwei's Mansion as a side concubine." ”

Except for the two maidservants who howled and cried, calling their masters, everyone in the palace looked at their noses and mouths, and no one dared to object. is also the princess Fubo, married into the palace for three years has not been favored, less than double ten went, it's all fate!

"Dragged and buried." He Dongfeng said coldly.

He knew better than anyone what kind of woman Fu Qianshu was, but he still married. From the day Fu Qianshu entered the door, he never thought of growing old with her.

Time has changed, and the Jin Wangfu has long been different. Even if there is no competition, he will give her a rest, but it is only a matter of time before he does.

The guards stepped forward, and the two maidservants cried harder, protecting the princess from touching them.

When He Dongfeng saw this, his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Morning rain, light dust." ”

The two attendants shouted "yes" in unison, and strode towards the stage.

Where is their opponent, the maid was thrown away by Chaoyu, and Qingchen rudely picked up the man on the ground, and was about to take it away, when suddenly a coquettish roar came from the side hall.

"I see who dares to touch my princess and sister-in-law!"

The jade-faced boy panted and ran under the stage, followed by a group of maids.

"Don't mess around." He Dongfeng had a cold look on his face.

But the little boy turned a deaf ear, and while stepping on the small ladder and walking on the stage, he said angrily: "Brother Wang, sister-in-law promised to make me osmanthus cake after the dance." ”

The two maids were sad for a while, thinking that the young lady was the daughter of the prime minister who was famous in the capital during her lifetime, but now she ended up like this, and she only complained that the sky had no eyes, and they couldn't wait to follow.

Seeing that the princess and sister-in-law were held motionless by the light dust, the little prince also understood something, and instantly reddened: "Don't let her go yet." ”

Qingchen paused and looked at He Dongfeng.

He Dongfeng glanced at him, and Qingchen took Fu Qianshu to take a step, ignoring the little boy.

The little boy cried out with a "wow", and a pair of small hands pulled Fu Qianshu's hanging hand: "I don't want my sister-in-law to die, I don't want my sister-in-law to die!" ”

After that, he kicked at Qingchen: "Tell you to put her down, are you deaf?" ”

Qingchen didn't dare to move. The little boy has a noble status, and it is not a joke to provoke him.

Seeing that the little boy was still like this, the two maids also got up, one hugged Qingchen's legs, and the other dragged Fu Qianshu's waist, just to prevent Qingchen from taking the princess away.

He Dongfeng squinted his eyes, and naturally went up to help Qingchen with the rain.

However, between the pulling of several people, Qingchen's body was unstable, and Fu Qianshu, who was supported on his shoulder, fell.

A puff of air rushed down from her abdomen, and with a "poof", several bitter almonds rushed out of her mouth. Then, her body rose and fell slightly.

Fu Qian always knew that she was unlucky, but she was so unlucky that she was stalked by eating a plum, and she almost died and really couldn't say it.

Fortunately, she saved herself and made Mei spit out.

I almost didn't know how good it was to be alive, Fu Qian felt that she had to go to the temple to worship.

When she came back to her senses, she raked her sweaty hair, which had just been soaked from nervousness, and got up from the ground. As soon as I raised my eyes, I was instantly confused.

Also confused are the people of the Jin Palace. They watched as the breathless princess got up from the ground, her ethereal white clothes, her hair so messy that it covered her eyes, and her hands as white as white bone claws, as if they were about to reach out to them!

"Ghost, ghost!"

Ghost? Fu Qian also held her breath, closed her eyes, and opened her eyes; Close your eyes again, open them again. What, how is it all a bunch of people in costume costumes?

It doesn't seem to be a costume, because she suddenly discovered that the pavilions and pavilions in this place, carved railings and jade buildings, are different from the studio, and there is not even a camera.

She herself is also a costume, no, a serious costume. So, these are zombies?

It's just a word, and she's dead? Tears poured out, and Fu Qian's heart was like ashes. Nima's, it was not easy to open a restaurant, it was not easy to make money, but he died before he could spend it, who was willing?

"Ahh Fu Qian roared.

The two servants next to him reacted to the yelling, and surrounded them crying and laughing: "Master, it's good that you didn't die!" ”

Then a little baby who was only as high as Fu Qian's armpit crashed into her arms: "Sister-in-law! ”

Not dead? What's going on? Fu Qian was about to ask what was going on, when suddenly a loud shout sounded.

"Bold Fu Qianshu, dare to pretend to be dead to deceive this king! Come on, grab it. He Dongfeng has always been moody, but this time, he was so angry that his body was shocked, and he was tricked by this cunning woman.

Who is Fu Qianshu? This name is one more word more than hers, which is quite poetic.

Fu Qian thought so, but was grabbed by Chao Yu's arm and dragged forward.

She was stunned, something swiped through her mind, and her pupils constricted suddenly: "Me? Fu Qianshu? ”