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When Chu Qiao told Yan Xun, who was still not qualified to attend the Great Xia Banquet, what he saw during the day, Yan Xun was pruning a potted plant, he lowered his head and said such a thing calmly. [No pop-ups. 】

Chu Qiao tilted his head, considered it carefully, then handed over a pair of scissors and said softly: "Then you say, didn't Zhao Che come back this time to help Zhao Jue?" ”

Yan Xun smiled faintly, "Mu He Nayun only gave birth to two sons, and if Mu He wants to compete with Wei for the position of crown prince, he can only support one person." Zhao Che has been on the border for four years, far away from the imperial capital, who knows what he thinks in his heart. In the royal family, the brotherhood of the Zhao family, hehe. ”

There was a crisp click, and the flower stem of the orchid grass was suddenly cut off by sharp scissors, which was a pot of superb orchid grass, which was sent to the capital from the southern Xinjiang Dalu Kuaima, and the flower room that had just entered. Chu Qiao snorted softly when he saw it, but saw that Yan Xun picked up Mo Lan and threw it aside without hesitation, and then picked up a pot and continued to prune.

"Now for Muhe, just like me, they have the only option of continuing to prune another pot." Yan Xun smiled slightly, "Who told the gardener to only send two pots of orchids to the palace today?" ”

Outside the house, the wind and snow were everywhere, and the stars and moon were dark, and Chu Qiao suddenly knew that the plan of himself and Yan Xun to frame Zhao Che four years ago had completely failed. The prince, who had offended Wei and the entire Council of Elders and had been abandoned by the Mu He clan, got up from the mud and returned to the imperial capital with hatred and murder in his heart, although he did not know exactly who the real enemy was, but their days would require more caution and caution in walking on thin ice.

"Don't worry," Yan Xun's hand lightly rested on Chu Qiao's shoulder, "Zhao Che's resurrection from the dead is not necessarily a bad thing, compared to the sinister Wei Jing and the difficult Zhuge Yue, this prince's weakness is too obvious. ”

On this night, Zhao Jue, the eighth prince who was most loved by the Emperor of Great Xia, was secretly executed in the imperial capital Guozong Mansion, and the matter went smoothly, and the body was carried out from the Xi'an Gate and disappeared into the boundless night in an instant. No one knew what a great crime he had committed, and no one planned to investigate the whole story, everyone just knew that this was the first person killed by Zhao Zhengde, the king of Xia, by his personal order after Yanmen was beheaded in Jiuyoutai. Then he must have a reason to die. Just like Yan Shicheng, he must die.

As for behind this matter, it no longer matters who is holding the sails and who is pushing the layout.

Seven days later, Li Ce, the crown prince of the Bian Tang Dynasty, would visit Great Xia as an envoy, and at the same time, he would personally choose one of the many princesses of the Xia Emperor as his personal friend. This is the right that Prince Bian Tang won for himself after hanging, jumping off a building, taking poison, etc. As the only seedling of the Tang Dynasty, Li Ce is a strange flower in the royal family, he does not love power, fame and fortune, and only values poetry and beauty, and this may only be the leisure and elegance that only people who have never experienced the competition have.

Just when the princes of Great Xia were secretly fighting to the death, this prince Li Ce, who claimed to be the first genius of Bian Tang, was about to approach the Zhenhuang Imperial Capital.

Chu Qiao dropped the last chess piece, won the last piece of pastry in front of Yan Xun while talking and laughing, and said slowly: "I don't know who will shoot the most prey in the school martial arts field tomorrow, but I know that you will be hungry tonight." ”

Yan Xun smiled lightly, looked out of the window, and saw a pear tree standing proudly in the wind and snow, with a unique charm.

"Achu, do you remember the bottle of magnolia spring we buried under that tree back then?"

"Of course I remember," Chu Qiao smiled lightly, "We made an appointment to drink it the day before we returned to Yanbei." ”

Yan Xun gently closed his eyes, sniffed, and said, "I seem to smell the wine, do you think I'm a little in a hurry?" ”

Chu Qiao shook his head, "You've never been impatient, you've just waited too long." ”

The sun sets, the vast snow is flushed, the north wind will rise, it is another year of spring cold, the material is steep and cold, and the earth is covered with frost.

"Cier." In the vast snow, a team of people and horses were trudging hard, and the man in brocade clothes sat in a luxurious carriage, stretched out a pair of slender hands like jade, and said with a smile to the woman with a plump body and a charming face, "My hands are cold." ”

Xi'er smiled, gently opened the placket, revealing most of her white and plump breasts, and the two blush were faintly revealed through the light white veil, and said in a flattering voice: "Then Xi'er warms the prince's hands." ”

The man's hand reached into the placket, and then he grabbed it lightly, "oops", and shouted, "Xi'er, what is this?" ”

The woman snorted, and suddenly fell into the man's arms, her eyes sneered like a cat: "Prince, it's a stove." ”

"Really?" The man frowned, rubbing his fingers, "What an elegant stove." His voice suddenly became hoarse, "Goblin, let me be warmer." ”

It is difficult to walk at night, and the nobles of the Celestial Empire are running their bedtime programs in various ways at the moment.

The Zhenhuang Imperial Capital is becoming more and more lively.

It's been eight years, and she's finally back here.

On the snowfield, Chu Qiao sat on horseback, and his colorful memories were like floods that opened the floodgates, surging and pouring.

Eight years ago, it was on this snowy field that she opened her first eyes to Simon's continent, and the monstrous blood and disgusting slaughter swept over the world, and she ran barefoot in rags and bare feet in the open wilderness with nowhere to escape. And today, time passed in a flash, and she was sitting on horseback, facing the group of trembling children in the cage opposite, and the bow in her hand was almost broken inch by inch.

"Achu." Yan Xun stepped forward, turned his head to look, and frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine." Chu Qiao shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

There was a boom in the drum, and despite the cold weather, the man on the high platform in the distance was still beating the war drum bare-chested, and the rumbling drum seemed to come up from under the ground and penetrate into the spinal cord of a person. The man was sweating profusely, with a red scarf wrapped around his head, and shouted loudly while playing drums. The subordinates of the Mu family shouted in unison, everyone was wearing high-grade soft armor with sea sand and green skin, and a gold-inlaid belt was tied around their waists, a group of people stood together, and the sun was unspeakably dazzling, and under the wealth and wealth, it was inevitable that there were some nouveau riche vulgarities.

"The Mu He clan is worthy of being the first family of the Elders' Church, and Haisha Qing can be used as armor for his subordinates, and he is really a high-ranking and wealthy person."

Chu Qiao looked sideways, and saw that under the cover of the flags, in the dark purple fur tent, there was a boy with a handsome face and slender eyes, ten years old, his face was as white as jade, his hair was as black as ink, and he was wearing a windbreaker made of blanched feathers in the Southern Wilderness, with a snow carved collar, which looked more and more graceful.

This person is also Chu Qiao's old acquaintance, and he was also in this season in this land, and he once pointed the arrow at himself.

Wei Ergongzi took a sip of tea, leaned over with a smile, and said to the young son of the Spirit King on the side: "Zhong Yan, the Lord of the Spirit is also considered to be a rich party, I don't know if you have used sea sand green to equip a personal guard?" ”

Zhao Zhongyan is in his early twenties, and he looks good-looking, he smiled when he heard this, and said abruptly: "We are a small clan on the border of Lingxi, where can we have such a big hand?" Wei Jing, you can laugh at me. ”

"What's so great about Haishaqing, I'll use Biluosha to equip a guard, that's what is called a big deal."

The second prince of Wei and the young son of the Spirit King laughed when they heard this, and Le Yi, the eldest son of General Le Xing, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the shoulder of the young man who spoke, and said with a smile: "Your Highness the Thirteenth, if you really use Bi Luosha to equip a guard, then even Prince Bian Tang will bow down to you." ”

Zhao Song raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of behind the flags of the guards, there was a delicate and thin figure, who suddenly jumped up from the chair, turned around and ran out, shouting as he ran: "I'll reason with you when I come back." ”

"Ha, you're here too!"

Pushing aside the heavy figures, the young man grabbed the girl's hand, and shouted excitedly with his eyes.

Yan Xun stood behind Chu Qiao, his eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, he bowed his head lightly, "Your Highness the Thirteen." ”

"Yan Shizi, I haven't seen you for a while, what are you doing?"

Yan Xun smiled and nodded, "There is an idler, wandering in the Yingge Courtyard all day long, and there is nothing serious to do." ”

"Hehe, you're less modest." Zhao Song was happy, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "A few days ago, Mr. Fu also used your poems to read to us." Alas, you said that you used such obscure words, I didn't understand it after reading it for a long time, and I was punished for copying it 200 times, and Xiao Dezi is still writing for me in the palace. ”

"Oh? Hasn't His Highness Thirteen finished his studies yet? ”

"There are still three months," Zhao Song said as he turned his eyes to look at Chu Qiao, and said with a smile, "In three months, I will be eighteen, and I will be able to open a mansion to marry the princess." ”

"Yes," Yan Xun said, "Then I really want to congratulate His Highness Thirteen." ”

"No, no, you can prepare a big gift when the time comes." Zhao Song said with a smile, and then pulled Chu Qiao's sleeve, "Yan Shizi, can I borrow your people for a while?" ”

Yan Xun looked at Chu Qiao sideways, and seeing that Chu Qiao did not object, he nodded with a light smile.

"Haha Yan Shizi, thank you so much! Achu, follow me! ”

The figures of the two disappeared in the layers of the crowd in a few clicks, Yan Xun was dressed in a long black fur, his hair was black and bright, his eyes were like the sea, and he gradually lost his temperature and looked into the distance.

"Achu, look at it, what is this?"

Chu Qiao picked up the golden box that Zhao Song was carefully protecting, but when he opened it, he found that it was actually a long wooden strip with red powder on the top, which looked very familiar.

"Matches?" The girl frowned slightly, "For fire?" ”

"Ahh Achu, you're amazing! Zhao Song was speechless and gave a thumbs up, "How do you know everything?" This is the first time I have seen the Franchasa people pay tribute to my father from the western sea. Look, isn't it amazing that you can catch fire with just one stroke like this? ”

Chu Qiao nodded with a faint smile, stretched out his hand and flicked Zhao Song's forehead, and said with a smile: "Yes, it's amazing, you better put away such a magical thing." ”

"Achu!" Zhao Song covered his head and shouted depressedly, "I said that you should not play my head." ”

Chu Qiao shrugged his shoulders, "If you don't play, you won't play." ”

"Ah Chu," Zhao Song walked around to Chu Qiao's side, and said with a straight face, "I have something to do with you, how can you follow Yan Xun to hunt in the field today?" Do you know that Zhuge Yue is back, if he lets him see you, won't it be a big disaster? ”

Just look at the refreshing one