It looks like a bohemian on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. A black and dense hair is pulled up high by a golden crown, and under a pair of sword eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, full of affection, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and the moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time

"There's no movement over there?" Jiang Chuixue changed the smile just now, and said with a serious face, "But listening to the news from Commander Zhang's side, there doesn't seem to be any movement over there?" However, the eunuchs at the gate whispered that the captain of the Praetorian Guard at the East City Gate seemed to have changed, and the same was true for the other city gates! ”

"Well, it looks like it's time to make a move! Hehe, what about the old thief? Ruifeng raised his fierce eyes, stared at Blowing Snow in the cold, and then looked to the side.

"No movement, business as usual!" Jiang Fuxue said lightly, her peach-colored eyes stared closely at the Murong Ruifeng who was in a simple way, what kind of medicine did he sell in his gourd, he still didn't know, he had been following him for so many years.

"That's right," Jiang Chuixue was still careful to exit, raised her condensed eyes and swept Murong Ruifeng next to her, "You better not make too much ...... over there, princess" Jiang Chuixue was worried that the prince would be too violent and cause unnecessary trouble in advance.

"Don't worry, I won't let her die, but I won't let her live too comfortably, those who disobey this king will not end well," After speaking, the dark purple eyes burst out with a ruthless light again.

"Your poison hasn't flare up in the past two days, you can take the time to take a look when you leave there!" I heard that after the prince accepted the princess at the back, "I stay in the Purple Smoke Pavilion every day, and I feel a little unhappy when I leave!" Jiang Fuxue lowered her eyes, sighed, and said with a look of wanting to speak.

"I'm fine, in this way, come with me to see the departure", the dark purple eyes softened, and he got up lightly and came to the door, stretched out his hands, and the red lacquered wooden door was separated.

The palace lights in the courtyards in the distance were still there, as if they were all looking forward to the prince's bed, the corners of Murong Ruifeng's mouth trembled fiercely, and he subconsciously aimed at the dim light in the depths of the perched forest, but it was quickly extinguished, and it was like the only one who did not welcome him, and he didn't know why there was a wave of annoyance in his heart.

No matter how stubborn she is, Murong Ruifeng has touched her weakness.

The next day, there were side concubines Zhang Yao, Mrs. Huanxiang, Ziyue girl, and Qingqing girls came to Ziyan Pavilion to greet the princess, and it seemed that it was also a good show arranged by Murong Ruifeng, so that the courtyards came to clean her up.

"Concubine to the princess to say goodbye," a faint fat powder body rushed to the face, Feng Baiming didn't wait to get up, a few of them stepped into the courtyard, it seems that the prince has been spoiling her alone for the past two days, whether it is flattery, or sarcasm, there are other plans! Through his identity as a killer in his previous life, Feng Baiming had already seen through this Liu Qingye's marriage to a place of right and wrong, and he was not even as good as a slave.

Feng Baiming's eyes looked at Xiao Wei, Xiao Wei hurriedly stepped forward to support Feng Baiming, went down to the ground, stepped forward to support Zhang Yao's who was saluting, Feng Baiming, who was pale, fiercely supported this weak willow Fufeng's body, and scolded vigorously, so powerless, so weak, when is it a head.

"Sister, please get up, don't be formal!" Zhang Yao's swept the face of the first beautiful woman in the city under her forehead, no wonder she said that she was the first beauty of the Xiufeng Dynasty, and it was as above, but fortunately, what if the prince didn't like her, her side concubine was not the boss as usual.

After the beautiful concubines saluted in turn, Zhang Yao looked at the furnishings in the house, couldn't help frowning, the light blue water robe was gently thrown down, and slowly said softly, "The princess is too shabby here!" ”

OK! Feng Baiming thought that the weasel was not happy to give the chicken a New Year's greeting, but Feng Baiming ignored her at all.

A few other beauties, but Zhang Yao is the only one who looks at the horse, nodding frequently, especially the young girl who covers her nose and wrinkles, it seems to be moldy in this house, right? After speaking, he glanced at Feng Baiming, who was still weak and weak, with a mocking glance.

Feng Baiming didn't contain any fire, and said lightly, "The prince has been staying in the Purple Smoke Pavilion overnight for the past two days, if there is any moldy smell, the prince can't smell it, is it that you are a little woman who is cursing the prince?" The tone is gentle, but the words are murderous.

Feng Baiming said in his heart, don't think that the prince will give me a dismissal, it will be your turn to bully me, no way, my aunt and grandmother are the twenty-first century, thoughtful and ambitious killers, and they will never let you go like the real Liu Qingye.

I have to live so that I can escape, and I am not a lamb to be slaughtered.

Zhang Yao's mouth opened slightly and was stunned for a moment, and then he waved his hand at Qingqing and said, "You dead hoof, how can you speak?" And then pounced on the music,

"Sister Princess, Qingqing has just entered the mansion and is not sensible, and you will be an adult and ignore the villain! Hehe! I see that the weather is cold, and the bedding here is not enough, Xiaowei will go to my place in the afternoon to hold two more beds," and then glared fiercely at the Qingqing who couldn't speak, Qingqing was a distant relative of her mother's family.

"Sister, don't be so polite," Feng Baiming slowly shook Zhang Yao's little hand like congealed fat and squeezed it vigorously.

"The prince has prepared too much, and I don't need it," Zhang Yao's face changed slightly, but it still remained salty.

"Oh, I said, Mrs. Huanxiang, didn't the prince say yesterday that he would come to us in the morning? Why don't we go back! Zhang Yao looked at the other concubines one by one.

"No need to go back!" Murong Ruifeng was dressed in a dark purple cotton robe and robe, and strode to the door, with a pair of dark purple eyes and a low and manly voice.

"Remember, the Purple Smoke Pavilion is the princess's courtyard, and the five or nine nights are coming to ask for peace, do you understand?" Zhang Yao bent down as soon as he was bent down, the tassel on his head swayed back and forth, "The concubine understands," and waited quietly for Murong Ruifeng to speak.

"Alright, you all go down," the wide Jinyun sleeves waved, and the dark purple eyes under the golden crown skimmed towards Feng Baiming, who had already been blessed.

Zhang Yao and the others left the dilapidated Purple Smoke Pavilion angrily, "What kind of princess is this, isn't it just relying on the fact that the family is Xiangguo's Mansion?" What's the big deal, hum, who is putting on a face, the prince is just a fresh, how can he really like the princess? Qingqing said dissatisfiedly.

Ziyue pouted and mocked, "If you want to say that you like it, you also like Mrs. Huanxiang, right, I heard that the prince was accompanied by the prince a few days ago and night after night?" ”

Huanxiang smiled slightly, "The prince belongs to everyone, and he is also his own, and my sister has left beforehand, please go back first." ”

After speaking, Mrs. Huanxiang walked towards Meixiangyuan with the girl who had been sticking to her.

"Get up," Listening to Murong Ruifeng's tone was a little gentle, Feng Baiming slowly raised his body that was too stiff, Feng Baiming scolded secretly, how did this pass through, through such a crooked body bone.