Feng Qingxuan listened, hooked the corners of her mouth, and sneered: "The prince's side concubine is gone, and there is no reason to come to me to find someone, I don't want to say that the people who have met once will stay in the courtyard, this courtyard is so big in total, if it is according to the prince's thoughts, I have seen more people, and I have to stay, and I am afraid that this courtyard will not be able to let go." ”

Xiao Zhuo approached Feng Qingxuan and reached out to pinch her chin: "Don't think that Ling Xiao will save you, you can do whatever you want in front of me, let me tell you, Ling Xiao has been out for three years, and when he comes back, I don't know if he will be dead or alive, who will still protect you when I see it." After that, Xiao Zhuo looked at Feng Qingxuan with a blank look on his face, and glanced at the iris on the side: "What?" Could it be that his maid didn't tell you? ”

Feng Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Xiao Zhuo with wide eyes: "What should she tell me?" ”

Xiao Zhuo leaned closer again, hooked her chin, and looked playful: "Do you know why Xiao Zhuo went to the border?" That's because he told me that as long as I save you, he was willing to take my place to guard the border for three years. ”

"Feng Qingxuan, you are really good, you can ask Ling Xiao to send you to death for you, and it is not in vain that you have planned for him all these years."

Listening to Xiao Zhuo's cynicism, Feng Qingxuan gritted her teeth and refused to speak.

Xiao Zhuo snorted and smiled, his hand continued to grope for her face, and tucked the broken hair hanging down from her sideburns behind her ear: "However, I have to say that your skin is still good, and most of the reason why Ling Xiao lingers so much is also due to your face." ”

Xiao Zhuo's hand did not stop, and along the neck that slipped down his chin, Feng Qingxuan gasped slightly, faintly revealing the sweaty Cen Cen's skin, and even the hair on his ears and temples was already stuck to his face.

Feng Qingxuan tightened his body, pursed his lips, looked at him with wide eyes, and when his hand lifted the corner of his collar slightly, the movement suddenly stopped, he straightened his waist, and mocked: "God didn't let you be born in Qinglou, it's really condescending." ”

Feng Qingxuan bit her lip tightly, as if she was about to bite blood, she finally spoke, looking at Xiao Zhuo with an indifferent expression: "Did the prince say enough?" Say enough and go back, this sky is raining, I'm afraid it's going to rain, I don't have an extra umbrella here, and the prince is expensive, but he can't get wet. ”

Xiao Zhuo looked stunned, as if all his strength to vent was hit on the soft cotton, there was no sound, he laughed twice and didn't say much, but glanced at Iris: "Good life looks at your master, don't go out of the courtyard to spread rumors and make trouble for the Qin Palace." ”

Xiao Zhuo flicked his sleeves, couldn't find anyone and touched his nose, and left slightly angrily.

Seeing Xiao Zhuo walk out of the courtyard, Feng Qingxuan slightly let go of her clenched hand, wiped her handkerchief with cold sweat and sweat in her palm, she swallowed her saliva, and calmed down with one hand on the stone table.

Iris walked up to Feng Qingxuan and stretched out a hand, holding a letter: "Master, the letter from the son of the prince said that it was for you." ”

Feng Qingxuan was stunned and asked, "Is there still one of his people on the edge of King Qin's mansion?" ”

Iris didn't say it directly, but briefly expressed a few words: "The son has a good temperament, likes to walk around, and knows many people, so it's not a big deal to pass on a message." ”

Feng Qingxuan nodded slightly, knowing that Iris didn't want to say more or be reluctant, she opened the envelope, and the lines of fly-headed small letters came into view, there was nothing special to ask for, but it was just to let Feng Qingxuan take care of her body and stop being obsessed with Xiao Zhuo.

Feng Qingxuan lowered her eyes, folded the envelope again and returned it to Iris: "Burn it, so as not to be seen by others." ”

Iris took the letter in her hand, saw Feng Qingxuan get up, hurriedly put her hand on her again, and helped her to take two steps closer to the lotus pond, Iris glanced at the dark sky a few times and asked, "Master, it's getting dark, it seems to be raining, why don't we go back." ”

Feng Qingxuan stared at the lotus pond with deep eyes, didn't answer, sighed, and muttered: "Back in the palace, Nanfeng just jumped into the lotus pond and lost his breath. ”

Seeing that the lotus flowers in September have a tendency to fail, even the lotus leaves are dry brownish, and even a pool of water is turbid, I am afraid that Xiao Zhuo deliberately planted a pool of lotus flowers to make her heart blocked.

This iris didn't know how to reply, Feng Qingxuan glanced at the lotus pond a few times, and then took Iris's hand: "It's going to rain, let's go back." ”

Iris breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, if you don't let the prince call the imperial doctor today, your wound will hurt again when it rains." ”

Seeing that Feng Qingxuan didn't dare to compact her steps, stepping on the ground one deep and one shallow, Iris took a handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat dripping from the corners of her forehead, Feng Qingxuan was in unbearable pain, and the corners of her mouth still kept a smile when she spoke: "You don't need to find a doctor, patience will pass, I am used to these small injuries and pains." ”

I don't know how to experience life and death, she doesn't want to reveal her weakness more and more, she is like a red flower full of thorns, although it is delicate and delicate, but it hurts when you touch it.

She instructed Iris: "Keep an eye on the door these days, if the people from the side concubine come again, they will blast me out, and I don't have to care about anyone's face." ”