Since Bai Jingshuo returned to Beijing, the threshold of the Eight Princes' Mansion was about to be broken.

In addition to the emperor's reward, the concubines of the harem and the princes and grandchildren all sent worship stickers and gifts, and the palace was lively again. Rich and exquisite rewards flowed into the house in the same way, and everyone who was busy was overwhelmed.

Bai Jingshuo didn't see anyone as usual, claiming to be recuperating from his illness, and avoided the inner room with Liu Xinzi.

"Master, Fang has no end to see."

"Nope." Bai Jingxuan's face was calm, he turned a page and replied with a red pen.

Qiu Shuang retreated when she heard this. Liu Xinzi grinded for him and chuckled: "Lord Fang, are you gone?" ”

"Nope." Bai Jingxuan raised his eyebrows: "This Fang is endless, an old-fashioned one, when he sees me, he naturally has to make a big sense, and he has a headache when he thinks about it." ”

Liu Xinzi chuckled, Lingyun pushed the door in, and counted the congratulatory gifts sent by the ministers of various prefectures one by one.

Bai Jingxuan hugged Liu Xinzi: "Only pick what you can see and tell this king."

Ling Yun said slowly: "The Nine Princes gave a lacquered silk fan, which is exquisite and beautiful. ”

Bai Jingshuo picked it up and looked at it, "Keep it for appreciation, when it comes to fans, this king's Lihuo Xuanqing Fan is already the best in the world." Qu Zhanye's temperament is capricious, and he refuses to be left behind in everything, so the things he sends are naturally not ordinary items. ”

Liu Xinzi was locked in his arms, and when he heard him talk about the Xuanqing Fan from the fire, he picked it up from the table and played with it.

This fan, he was inseparable when he was in the Medicine King Valley, and later he returned to Beijing in a coma, and the fan was left in the Medicine King Valley, and this time it was brought back by Ling Yun.

The bamboo bones of the fan are cold to the touch, like jade, and you can know that it is unique in the world at a glance.

Ling Yun said a few more things casually, and finally looked at Bai Jingxuan and stopped talking.

"Something to say."

"Master......" He glanced at Liu Xinzi and hesitated.

Liu Xinzi glanced at Bai Jingxuan: "Which woman did you give your master a token of love." Show it to me. ”

She reached out to take it, and Lingyun took a step back in fright.

Liu Xinzi frowned, and her eyes became serious.

Bai Jingshuo got up and walked over to open the box in Ling Yun's hand, and inside was a string of bracelets.

The pearlescent light burns as if it is about to burn people's eyes, and the slightest movement is a beautiful red light. There was a note inside, Bai Jingshuo opened it, and the three words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

Nan Zhiyan.

"This bracelet is really good." Liu Xinzi admired it from the bottom of her heart, took it and looked at it carefully, and threw it back into the box.

Bai Jingxuan looked at those three words silently, and the light in his eyes flashed.

Lingyun left in a cold sweat, and hurriedly bowed down with his things and closed the door.

The charcoal fire in the stove in the house was blazing, making a snapping sound, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Bai Jingxuan stepped forward and was about to explain, when Liu Xinzi suddenly hugged him and kissed him on the lips.

Bai Jingxuan has always had no resistance to this sometimes innocent and sometimes bewitching princess, and let her wrap her arms around her waist and lead her to the bedside.

"Zi'er......" he gasped excitedly, Liu Xinzi looked into his eyes and smiled slightly. The beauty smiled brightly, clear and white, and instantly illuminated his eyes.

However, at that moment, he felt the tip of her tongue thump, and a pill slipped into his stomach.

……

"Zi'er ......"

"This is a hundred flowers and jade dew, eating it is good for your injury." She smiled and said: "But there is a problem, that is, after half an hour of eating, I am drowsy and have no strength in my body." ”

"Eighth Prince, the injuries on your body are not light, and a good night's sleep is more conducive to recuperation."

She smiled coquettishly, saw him lying on the bed softly, thought for a moment that it was still inappropriate, and ripped off the curtain beside him and tied his hands.

Bai Jingshuo couldn't cry or laugh.

"Nan Zhiyan, tell me, you have a crescent-shaped birthmark on your inner thigh - Bai Jingxuan, tell me, how did she know?"