Chapter Twenty-Five: Returning Home I

On the way back to the palace, He Lanyao kept thinking about it.

The crown prince doesn't seem to be favored by the emperor, the second prince died before the full moon, and the fourth prince can see that the relationship with the emperor is not very good, and the fifth prince is cowardly and soft and difficult to take on the big responsibility. The most favored is Long Shaoyan. It seems that all the forces in the palace care about her stupid appearance.

He Lanyao looked at Long Shaoyan, who was sleeping sweetly on his shoulder, and twisted his eyebrows.

People who live in the deep palace have their own masks. It's like she doesn't know why the emperor drips his blood into the medicine that Long Shaoyan feeds every day.

Just like the cup of chili wine that Long Jinyu poured just now was not enough to make Long Shaoyan cough non-stop, what really made Long Shaoyan cough was the fragrant fragrance of chrysanthemum pollen on the emperor's body.

The old eunuch deliberately took her around when he passed by the blooming chrysanthemums, saying that the third prince couldn't smell the chrysanthemum pollen, and he couldn't stop coughing when he smelled it.

He Lanyao carefully rubbed the delicate bracelet on her wrist, her face was calm, and what made her most uncalm was Long Jinyu's martial arts. Long Jinyu seems to be a generation of gentlemen in everyone's hearts, and now that such a gentleman has such martial arts, she knows very well that with her current level, whether she can react before the attack arrives is a problem.

This is just a prince, and he is still the most indulgent of all princes. So, what about the other princes? Helan Qingyuan, the official prime minister, must have his own guard force and henchmen, so what about those who specialize in martial arts?

Facing the dazzling sun, He Lanyao only felt the need to put the practice on the agenda. In this ancient period, the law of the jungle was even more obvious, she had to be strong enough to protect what she wanted to protect, to be free from any control, and to live a chic life.

"Lady?" Long Shaoyan was dreaming that he was sleeping beautifully with Helan Yao in his arms, but his forehead was knocked heavily. Long Shaoyan opened his eyes and saw that He Lanyao was looking at him, and his dissatisfied expression was replaced by incomprehension and grievance. Why is the lady so brutal every time? His forehead hurts, it hurts.

According to the ancient rules, you have to return to the door on the third day of marriage. Except for today, He Lanyao only has one day left, and she wants to completely stabilize her martial arts foundation in this day's time. This task must not be delayed any longer, and the hand that Long Jinyu showed in front of her already made her feel extremely stressed.

Every time she is so wronged, Helan Yao is speechless, I'm afraid that only Long Shaoyan, a fool, is the only clean person here.

"Sorry," He Lanyao sighed and pushed Long Shaoyan, who was rubbing his eyes freely: "Get out of the car and go into the house to sleep." ”

"Okay." Long Shaoyan answered, then got out of the car, and then stretched out a hand to pick up He Lanyao.

He Lanyao didn't expect Long Shaoyan to make such a move, she was stunned, and then asked, "Your eleventh sister taught you again?" ”

Long Shaoyan nodded with admiration: "How does the lady know?" ”

Long Shaoyan was taught by his eleventh sister in his mouth, how could she not guess? He Lanyao looked around, there must be a lot of eyeliner in the three princes' mansions, and she didn't want to be subjected to more intensive surveillance at this time because of Long Shaoyan's normal behavior. Can't do her thing with peace of mind.

He Lanyao rolled her eyes and pressed down Long Shaoyan's outstretched straight arm.

Long Shaoyan was puzzled, the eleventh sister clearly said that she must pull the lady off the horse so that the lady would be happy, but why, the lady didn't want his hand? Long Shaoyan stretched out his arm again.

He Lanyao continued to press down. Long Shaoyan stretched again. After so many times, Helan Yao seemed to be interested, but Long Shaoyan's big eyes were already full of mist, and his lips were bitten bloodless. Why doesn't the lady want his hand?

"Princess Niangniang," Steward Liu, who had been waiting for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak, "The princess's daughter is noble, and she can't continue to be ...... by the princess" Steward Liu's words seemed to be unable to find the right words on his lips, so he stopped and changed to another way: "If it reaches the ears of the emperor, I am afraid that the emperor should discipline the Dutch prime minister and goddaughter." ”