"Okay." Ji Chaoge's throat tightened, and he nodded in a dumb voice.

Seeing that he answered quickly, Zhao Xinyue squinted with a smile, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Then what you promised before, does it still count?" ”

"Count." Ji Chaoge was led by her thoughts, and she didn't remember what she had promised at all.

Just count, Zhao Xinyue was playful, pulled his sleeve and walked out of the dream building, without waiting for the other party to react, jumped directly on his back. "Then you carry me back."

"What?" Ji Chaoge was stunned, and Jun's face was full of confusion. "That's what you want?"

He agreed to the conditions and she mentioned them casually, but she only mentioned such a small condition? If it were him, he would never have wasted such a good opportunity.

Zhao Xinyue put her arms around his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, squinted and smiled, "Yes, this is what I want." If you can be carried back home by the king of Nanyang in person, I am afraid that I am the first person in the world to have such an honor. ”

"You're smart, how can you dance a war dance?" Ji Chaoge asked casually.

The war dance, only for the soldiers who went out to see them off, is not something that ordinary daughters can learn. Unexpectedly, as the eldest princess of a country, she could dance a war dance.

"Isn't it good?" Zhao Xinyue did not answer positively, but smiled and asked if it looked good.

Her breath was fragrant with orchid, pouring into his ears, and Ji Chaoge's earlobes were very red. "Beautiful."

The figure under the moon was stretched slender, Bai Sakura followed behind her with her head bowed, and Qingfeng walked beside her with a sword. Looking at the familiar scene in front of her, Bai Sakura's nose was sour and she burst into tears.

Back then, the master was also dressed in red like fire, practicing for the Li family's army, and a war dance became famous in the capital. is also like this, walking under the moon, the son of the Li family carried her sleeping on his back, step by step in the morning light.

"What are you crying about?" Seeing her crying, Qingfeng was startled. This girl is even crying when she is black.

Bai Sakura's eyes turned red like a rabbit, and she said in a vicious voice: "What's the matter with you." ”

"I'm just asking, what are you doing so fiercely." Qingfeng pursed his lips and whispered, "What are you crying about?" Is it that the masters get along well, and their eyes are red and jealous? ”

Hearing this, Bai Ying glanced at him with the eyes of this person who was afraid that he was not a fool, and raised his feet and quickly chased after Ji Chaoge, who was walking steadily and fast with Zhao Xinyue on his back.

"Master?" Bai Sakura quickly chased after her, and when she caught up, she saw that her master had fallen asleep. It's just that there are still tears in the corners of his eyes, and Xu is thinking of the sad things in the past.

Ji Chaoge turned around and saw that it was her, and said in a low voice: "Be quiet, she slept." Seeing that there was sadness in her expression, she said strangely: "Is there anything sad about your master?" At the end, he added, "It has something to do with the war dance." ”

"Nope." Sakura lowered her head, not daring to look at her, but her hand hidden under her sleeve clenched into a fist.

"Really?" Ji Chaoge frowned, his face full of disbelief.

It seems that he has to ask someone to carefully check Zhao Xinyue's past, he used to think that it was just a pair of eyes sent by the emperor, and he never cared about her past.

Now I think she is more interesting than she thought, if she can devote herself to him, he can also keep her rich and honorable.

If Zhao Xinyue, who was asleep, knew what he was thinking at the moment, she would definitely jump up from his back and spray him with a spit on his face. Her glory and wealth, can she keep him?

It was the third time he passed by the gate of the palace, and Qingfeng struggled for a long time before he reminded in a low voice: "Master, what are you doing here?" ”

Ji Chaoge liked this feeling of carrying Zhao Xinyue on his back, as if the world was quiet and only the two of them were left, and no one could chatter.

The original good mood was disturbed by the breeze, and he glanced at him angrily, walked into the gate of the palace with Zhao Xinyue on his back, and sent people back to her own courtyard.

I haven't slept so sweetly for a long time, the tip of my nose lingers with the aroma of sandalwood, Zhao Xinyue opened her eyes in a daze, and saw that there seemed to be a person sitting at the head of the bed!

"Wow!" Zhao Xinyue was startled, all the three souls and seven spirits were awake, and she looked at the person sitting on the side of the bed in surprise. "Why are you here?"

"You don't want me to come?" Ji Chaoge's face was slightly cold, and his eyes sank into the water.

Zhao Xinyue swallowed and spit, shook her head with a smile, "That's not it, it's just startled." Is there something wrong with me? ”

She has never changed her bedclothes when she woke up, she has always been dishonest when she sleeps, she likes to pull her clothes, and she can know how ugly and ugly she must be at this moment without being reminded by others. "Shirakura, change my clothes for me."

"Yes, Your Highness." Bai Sakura came over with a brocade dress and led her to change clothes behind the screen. "Your Highness, the prince is still there."

"Oh." Responding casually, Zhao Xinyue untied her clothes, took off her bedclothes and threw them aside, and when she put on her underwear, she saw Wen Xiang standing behind Bai Ying, and her maid's clothes were quite suitable. "You're here too."

"Slave and maid Wen Xiang, meet the princess." Wen Xiang held the basin of water, and knelt down gently when she heard the words.

"Get up, follow Sakura from now on, and she will teach you what to do." Zhao Xinyue put on a newly made summer skirt, Nanyang's yarn is famous all over the world, and this set of blue smoke-colored Luo skirts makes her skin as white as snow. Raising her eyes and smiling, she looked at Bai Sakura and asked, "How?" ”

Bai Ying smiled and nodded, and praised: "The princess has a graceful figure and a light body, so she naturally looks good in anything." ”

"You, your mouth is so sweet, eat sugar." Zhao Xinyue shook her head with a smile, touched the red silk on her wrist, turned around and walked out of the screen and sat down in front of the dresser. "Wen Xiang, can you pull your hair?"

Wen Xiang nodded, walked forward quickly, picked up the jade comb and smoothed her hair, "What kind of bun does the princess want?" ”

"Flying Cloud Bun." There are more than 100 kinds of women's hair buns, and Zhao Xinyue loves Feiyun buns alone.

"Yes." Wen Xiang received the order, her ten fingers fluttered, and she pulled up her long hair in a few moments.

Facing the bronze mirror, Zhao Xinyue looked at herself in the bronze mirror, but her eyes were blank before the double ten arrived. "Beautiful, white cherry blossoms, appreciation."

Bai Ying took out a piece of silver and handed it to Wen Xiang, turned her head to see Ji Chaoge still sitting on the edge of the bed, and reminded in a low voice: "Your Highness, the prince has been waiting for you to eat." ”

"Oh." Zhao Xinyue stroked her wrist, put down her rolled up sleeves, got up and walked towards him with a smile. "Lord Wang, what do you have to say about waiting for me for so long?"

does not apply powder, but the eyes are bright and bright, and the phoenix eyes are slightly picked, and the smile is three points cold. Ji Chaoge retracted his gaze, walked to the table and sat down, "I can't dine with you if it's okay?" ”

Zhao Xinyue's smile froze, and then she smiled like a flower, "That's not it, I'm just curious, how can the prince have the leisure to accompany me." ”

"Are you blaming the king for accompanying you too little?" Ji Chaoge raised his eyes lightly, his eyes were deep, like a river hole blown by the spring breeze, bottomless, faintly revealing a little warmth.

I don't know if it's an illusion, how can she have a feeling that Ji Chaoge is teasing her? Zhao Xinyue looked at him suspiciously, looking left and right, she always felt that this was not an illusion.

"Lord Wang, are you okay?" Raising his hand to touch his forehead, Zhao Xinyue saw that he was not hiding, so she had the courage to touch his face, and only withdrew her hand after eating enough tofu. "I don't have a fever."

Ji Chaoge was in a good mood, she moved her hands and feet to herself, and when she touched it, she smiled and asked, "How does it feel?" ”

"Not bad." Zhao Xinyue smiled heartlessly, seeing that he was full of smiles, she poked his abdominal muscles with extra courage, and sure enough, it was the same as she thought, quite strong. "God is so good to you, such a good appearance and such a figure, you were born to seduce your daughter's family to commit crimes."

"What about you?" grabbed her little hand, Ji Chaoge's palm was so hot that she withdrew her hand. Looking at the empty palm, Ji Chaoge stared at her intently and repeated, "What about you, do you want to commit a crime in the face of me?" ”

This person, I'm afraid he's not really teasing her!

Zhao Xinyue snatched the teacup and took a sip of tea to suppress her shock, the cold tea extinguished the heat rising in her heart, and her consciousness gradually returned. "What is this doing, Lord Wang? Seducing me? ”

After playing with the Buddha's beads, Ji Chaoge looked at her seriously and saw that her eyes were extremely clear. Subconsciously frowned, and pressed his fingertips against his lips and said strangely: "Don't you like my face?" Have you changed your mind now? Well? ”

The tail note rises, dyed with three points of clarity and seven points of charm.

Is this man crazy?! Don't do serious things early in the morning and run to tease her? Zhao Xinyue stared at him with deep eyes, wanting to see his heart through his skin and see clearly what the hell he was doing.

"Why don't you speak?" The corners of Ji Chaoge's mouth were lightly raised, and his eyebrows were full of March spring breeze, and the whole person was so bright that it made people's hearts itch.

Such a stunning beauty, this is her life! There was a warm nasal cavity, Zhao Xinyue hurriedly covered her nose with her hand and muttered in a low voice: "Lord Wang, what are you doing here?" I helped you yesterday, and you will take revenge like this? ”

Speaking of yesterday, Ji Chaoge was interested, completely unaware that she was undoubtedly honey wrapped in poison for her at this moment. It's tempting, but it's hard to swallow.

"The war dance you danced yesterday was very beautiful, I have never seen a woman dance so beautifully."

Zhao Xinyue rolled her eyes speechlessly, there are no more women in the world who dare to dance than one hand, hasn't he seen it very strange?

War dance, only aristocratic women can learn, and only aristocratic women who can practice for the three armies are qualified to dance. In the whole world, there are no more than one hand of those who are fortunate enough to learn and be able to dance excitingly.

"The prince praised it falsely, you have to like it, I will teach you next time."

Ji Chaoge shook his head, he wasn't interested in dancing, he was interested in people who danced. "I love watching you jump."

"Okay, when I practice for the three armies next time, I'll show it to the prince." Zhao Xinyue was not interested, waited for her nose to be more comfortable, picked up a small bowl and took a sip of millet porridge, and immediately frowned.

"What's wrong? Not appetizing for breakfast? Seeing her frowning, Ji Chaoge put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked softly.

Zhao Xinyue shook her head, drank all the millet porridge, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks and said, "I don't like sweet porridge." ”

Seeing that she frowned, it seemed that she really didn't like it, Ji Chaoge couldn't understand and asked, "Since you don't like it, why do you drink it all?" ”

"After all, people can't live according to their personal preferences." Zhao Xinyue pursed her lips and ate the horseshoe cake on her plate to suppress the feeling of nausea.

Ji Chaoge was stunned, inexplicably feeling that she was quite right. "Is there anything going on today?"

"What?" A plate of pastries was in her stomach, Zhao Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't eat sweet porridge, she would be sick to her stomach and want to vomit when she ate sweet porridge. The problem of small falls has not been improved for many years. To her, sweet porridge is no different from poison.