When the Wei family was copied and twelve crimes were issued, except for those related to the imperial court, the one that Wei Jingshu remembered most clearly was that the arsonist woman committed murder and disregarded people's lives, and the rest did not have much memory.

At this time, I heard someone say that she had committed a crime, and she didn't dare to take it seriously, a spark can start a prairie fire, even if it is a little spark, she is about to extinguish.

Wei Jingshu left with the little maid in Tsing Yi in the end, and before leaving, she thought about it once, this is the territory of the Yongjing Palace, and the little maid spoke politely, and it was not a big deal.

The race on the racecourse is in full swing, and the discussion in the stands is becoming more and more intense.

The little girl in Tsing Yi led Wei Jingshu and did not leave the stands, but only walked along the south side, and stopped until she reached the corner of the stands.

"Girl, please, the slave master is ahead."

This is not the middle of the stands, the line of sight is very different, but there is also less ridicule, and it is much quieter than the front.

Wei Jingshu took a look at it, but she could only see a silhouette with the light on her back, like a phantom shadow, as if she couldn't see it real.

She turned her mind, and she didn't understand which one of these songs she was singing, so she only had the courage to take a few steps forward, and then she saw clearly that the person was dressed in white, with a jade crown and tied hair, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones, hooked lips and smiled, eyes did not squint, holding a black son in her left hand and a white child in her right hand, but she was playing chess with herself again.

Wei Jingshu frowned slightly, panicked for no reason in her heart, only looked at Li Junche, saw that she took a breath and took it back, pursed her lips, and took two steps forward with a heavier step, and said slightly: "I have seen the son." ”

The sound is crisp and loud.

As the so-called watching chess is silent, since Wei Jingshu was not invited to watch chess, she is naturally not willing to abide by these rules.

Li Junche called her this voice so frightened that she was stunned, and then the smile on her lips deepened, and she dropped another shot on the chessboard, and said thoughtlessly: "Has anyone said that your voice is very good." ”

Wei Jingshu was stunned when she heard this, but she didn't answer, only one person in this world said that her voice was good, in her past life and in this life.

She lowered her head, trying to suppress her beating heart, and was silent for a while before she spoke: "What is the matter with the prince looking for me?" ”

Li Junche looked at Wei Jingshu's expression, and felt a little strange, the chess pieces in his hand still fell on the chessboard in an orderly manner, and seemed to be helpless: "You little girl is very forgetful." ”

Wei Jingshu took two sips and tried her best to make her voice sound calm: "But the prince crashed into your carriage for me in the morning?" ”

Li Junche has been detained in Kyoto all the year round, and Wei Jingshu grew up in Yunzhou, the entanglement in the previous life has been dispersed with the wind, and in this life, there is only the incident of hitting his carriage in the morning.

"The children can be taught." Li Junche raised his head from the chessboard, and only then did he feel that playing chess with himself was a little boring, so he simply threw the chess pieces away, and looked at Wei Jingshu with a smile: "I heard that you are studying in Lishan Academy, I don't know if Mr. can teach you, and you must be responsible." ”

Wei Jingshu raised her eyes to look at him in some surprise, thinking that she had never seen the prince of King Yongjing so careful.

The face is the same face, but the eyes are no longer the same, and I can't see him much when I see it halfway.

The feeling of loss flashed, and he felt that his heart was empty, and Wei Jingshu hurriedly said: "It's me or not, I'll let people send silver to the prince." ”

The past is the past.

Her attitude of admitting her mistakes was very positive, but Li Junche was laughed at by her, he is a dignified prince, is he still missing those few taels of silver.

He took out the white jade fracture fan from his arms, knocked it on Wei Jingshu's forehead, and sneered: "Superficial ......"

Wei Jingshu suffered pain on her forehead, and her temper came up, but when she met Li Junche's eyes, she forcibly suppressed her anger again: "What does the prince want?" ”