"The fourth sister laughed, I don't understand this, I am hurt, I can only get up for a while, where can I compare to the fourth sister's filial piety to my mother." Wei Yuewu just smiled, looking like she didn't understand what she said.

Wei Qiufu's eyes were on fire, she always felt that when she saw the scene of Jin Ling, it meant that Wei Yuewu was in the main hall, and then she was inexplicably knocked unconscious, but the vague conversation with Wei Yan in her memory made her unable to judge whether she was real or imaginary before.

But that didn't stop her from doubting Wei Yuewu.

"Sixth sister is very good, I hope you can laugh so happily next time." Wei Qiufu said coldly.

"The fourth sister is really joking, since the fourth sister is not willing to befriend me, then give me back my guqin, it just so happens that I walked today, I think the physical strength is okay, maybe I will use it myself, I heard that the two princesses like to listen to the qin, maybe you can get the blue eyes of the two princesses."

Wei Yuewu squinted unceremoniously and begged for the guqin.

"It takes a lot of arm strength to play the piano, and the wound of the sixth sister is connected to the arm, and it is mainly to recuperate, so you don't have to think about other matters." Where would Wei Qiufu ask Wei Yuewu to get the guqin back, she coldly replied to Wei Yuewu, and then walked in front of Wei Yuewu, planning to go back to her yard to rest.

"Fourth sister, will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince choose a concubine at this banquet?" Wei Yuewu's low words scared her so much that she stumbled and almost fell.

I wanted to turn my head to look at Wei Yuewu, but I endured it, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Only a few people know about His Royal Highness the Prince's choice of concubines first, and she was secretly told to her by the third princess, but this only represents His Royal Highness the Prince's preferences, and it may not necessarily be counted in the end.

After all, this is also related to family background, background and other reasons, His Royal Highness the Prince's fancy Miss may not be suitable to be the crown princess, and the future mother will be the world.

But one thing is certain, this time His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will pick out a few women he likes, so that the Queen Mother can find the most suitable person among them.

If you can't even pass this hurdle, you can't become a candidate for the crown princess at all.

Wei Qiufu even knew that such a secret screening process was not only such a batch, but also invited the young lady of the family to a banquet in various names, of course, it was not just the matter of the crown princess......

In the past, she also had the help of the third princess, even if the fourth princess didn't say anything, but the two were familiar with each other, and they would basically stand on her side, so getting the approval of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was actually not a big problem, but now the situation is different, she can rely on herself.

I have already made up my mind in my heart, at the banquet, she must stand out, and the piano score must be used! This will be in a hurry, leaving Wei Yuewu and leaving first.

Wei Yuewu didn't expect that at this time, she would actually see Yan Huaijing, and what surprised her even more was that this prince, who had always been as noble as a white cloud in the sky in the eyes of the world, was actually wearing a black brocade robe, such a night, and when she first wore this dark brocade robe embroidered with dark lines, it made people feel like they were immediately transformed from a fairy in the sky to a bewitching Shura.

It was dark in the room, but fortunately the moonlight was good tonight, and it was a little bright, faintly peeping in through the half-open window.

And what surprised Wei Yuewu even more was that this bewitching prince was turning a palace flower in his hand at this time, the palace flower sent by Wei Qiufu.

Yan Huaijing sat in front of the bed with her back, as if she knew that she had woken up, and glanced at her sideways, handsome and bewitching: "Like this flower?" ”

"I don't like it!" Wei Yuewu shook her head decisively.

"Don't wear it?" Yan Huaijing seemed to think of something interesting, leaned on the edge of the bed behind him, and looked at Wei Yuewu with those eyes that looked beautiful tonight.

"Wear, but not this one." Wei Yuewu replied very honestly.

"Huh?" Yan Huaijing raised his eyebrows, a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and asked very casually, "Tell me the reason?" ”

Wei Yuewu looked left and right, this was his bedroom, and it was such a dark night, as a gentle, elegant and elegant child of a family who had always been in front of people, it was impossible to do such a rude thing, but this one not only did it, but also did it so comfortably, and he didn't regard himself as an unsuitable intruder at all.

"This is only worn by concubines, I am not concubines!" Wei Yuewu raised her eyes and looked at the pair of handsome eyes.

Yan Feng has verified that the two princesses at this banquet distributed some palace flowers to the young lady of the family in the meeting, but different young ladies have different palace flowers.

The palace flowers come in two colors, bright red and rose.

It represents two meanings.

The identity of the young lady of the family who got the big red palace flower is relatively higher, basically the candidate who wants His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to choose the princess from it, so some others who give the color of rose, Wei Yuewu when she found out that the princesses are accompanied by such palace flowers, where will she not understand.

Yan Huaijing suddenly felt very satisfied, and with a pick of his slender fingers, he was about to crush the palace flower in his hand, always a little fox raised by himself, where is it so easy for people to be deceived.

"Slow down!" Seeing his movements, Wei Yuewu was in a hurry, propped himself up and said hurriedly.

"You still want it?" Yan Huaijing lazily raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and asked.

"Yes, I still want it!" Wei Yuewu replied very sincerely, "The third princess, each palace flower given by the fourth princess has a fixed number, and people with different identities give different colors of palace flowers. ”

"The power of Huayang Hou, why do you have to be a red palace flower?" Yan Huaijing asked casually, his head lowered slightly, and his face was a little smiling, but it inexplicably made Wei Yuewu's heart skip a beat, and there was a sense of danger.

"That's how it should be." Wei Yuewu said stiffly.

"But in fact, it can be changed, as long as I must ask for it, I believe that Huayang Hou will not be reluctant to give up an abandoned daughter." Yan Huaijing said more and more gently, raising his eyebrows, and the threat was obvious.

"Yes!" Wei Yuewu secretly hated in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it in the slightest, this elegant and ruthless, and powerful black son of the world is not a good match.

"If this prince must ask the emperor for you, what do you think?" Yan Huaijing seemed dissatisfied with Wei Yuewu's answer, and asked softly.

"Shizi, don't you think it's better if someone is secretly helping you?" Wei Yuewu lowered her eyes and smiled.

"That's true, but we have to see if this dark chess set up by this king has much effect." Yan Huaijing said lazily, with a slight smile in his tone, obviously in a good mood, Wei Yuewu secretly breathed a sigh of relief,

"Shizi, don't worry, I will go down the mountain this time to investigate the affairs of Mohuating and my second uncle." Wei Yuewu said sincerely.

Huayang Marquis Mansion because of Wen Tianyao's order, Mrs. Tai is inquiring about this matter with great fanfare, it is easy to find out something, this is not Mrs. Tai's attention to Wei Yuewu, the most important thing is because of the crown prince Wen Tianyao, Wen Tianyao's status is unshakable, indicating that he must be the next emperor.

Mrs. Tai did not dare to ignore his orders under any circumstances.

"Come, let's go for a walk." Yan Huaijing suddenly reached out and took her slender hand, no longer asked, and said gently.

"This ...... Where to go at this time? Wei Yuewu pulled it up blankly, and Mu was stunned to see him put a mink cloak placed on the screen and drape it on his body for himself.

The black mink cape, no matter how you look at it, looks like the same style as Yan Huaijing.

"Secretly appreciating plum blossoms, not very charming, dark fragrance floating, very pleasant." Yan Huaijing gently put on a cloak for her, and then jumped out with Wei Yuewu's body in her arms before she woke up.

The cold wind outside immediately poured in, although Wei Yuewu was tightly wrapped, this time it was also cold, and she subconsciously hugged Yan Huaijing's strong waist, and shrunk her head tightly in the mink cloak.

Seeing her frightened appearance, Yan Huaijing stopped, smiled slightly, and tucked the mink cloak for her before moving again, behind him, several black shadows followed not far away.

Several layers of the hall passed by in an instant, and finally Yan Huaijing landed in front of a fine house, Wei Yuewu landed on his feet, and before he could stand firmly, he heard Yan Huaijing's voice, which sounded softly in his ears: "Don't talk, don't move!" ”

I don't know what he is going to do, but Wei Yuewu still pulls his clothes tightly to stabilize his somewhat weak body.

Yan Huaijing suddenly chuckled, stretched out his hand, half-hugged her slender body, and whispered in her ear: "It's very interesting here, take you to take a look." ”

"Which noble man came to the gate of the old man?" Before Wei Yuewu could think about what the so-called interest was, she heard an old man's voice in her ears.

Boss? Monk? Wei Yuewu was slightly frightened, and she didn't dare to move casually, but her mind was spinning rapidly, aren't all nuns in this plum blossom nunnery? When will a monk actually appear.

"Master Wind and Master, I'm bothering!" Yan Huaijing hugged Wei Yuewu, who was tightly wrapped in a cloak, and walked in slowly.

The wide black mink cloak wrapped Wei Yuewu tightly, revealing only one of the top of the black crow's head, which could be seen to be a woman.

"The prince of Yan Guo?" Master Fenghe stood at the door of his quiet room, looking at the peerless noble son who was slowly coming over, his dim eyes jumped, and asked.

"The Master has seen me?" Yan Huaijing raised his eyebrows.

"Who in this world doesn't know that the prince of Yan Guo is an immortal in the sky, and anyone who sees it has to say that there is no one else." Master Fenghe had regained his composure at this time, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of inviting in, and then walked inside, Yan Huaijing hugged Wei Yuewu and entered together.

"The master is polite, I heard that the master is placing an order in the plum blossom hermitage, so I will come to the meeting for a while, and ask the master for advice." Yan Huaijing walked into the retreat and saw a huge chessboard placed in the middle of the retreat, smiling elegantly and leisurely.

"The son of the world is famous all over the world, and this chess skill is a game, and the old man may not necessarily win." The wind and the humble Tao of the Master.

"The master is polite, this chess skill is the same, the world knows the wind and the wisdom of the master, and it is really fortunate to be able to meet the master here today." Yan Huaijing said politely, but he hugged Wei Yuewu and sat down on the guest seat opposite Feng and the master.

Wei Yuewu was taken and sat down on her knees, still hugged tightly by Yan Huaijing's side.

She couldn't see it at this time, all her senses were concentrated on her ears, and she was shocked that it was the Wind and Master who were in front of her now.

This master of Fenghe is said to have been a royal man, the son of a county king, but since he was a child, he liked Buddhism, and then disobeyed his parents' wishes, and must be forced to become a monk, not only in Buddhism has a deep attainment, but also has excellent chess skills, so far there is no defeat.

So all the chess artists in the world don't want to face this master of wind and harmony, and they are proud to be able to play the last game with him.

But this master is uncertain, and when he travels around the world, some people will not think of the inconspicuous monk, who is the master of Fenghe.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he was actually walking in the Plum Blossom Nunnery, no wonder Yan Huaijing got the letter and hurried over.

But Wei Yuewu seemed to feel that something was wrong, so she gathered her mind more and more, paying attention to the conversation between them.

At this time, Master Fenghe knelt on the mat, pointed to the chess pieces on the chessboard and asked with a smile, "Who is in charge?" ”