"The princess of the north and the king of the west are flying kites in the imperial garden?"

In Yunxiao Garden, Concubine Shu was surprised when she heard the little eunuch's report. Because of Ximen Yi's affairs, I didn't sleep all night, rubbed my temples with a headache, and closed my eyes and thought.

"Yes, Lady Lady." The eunuch Xiao Anzi said, "There is also the late princess, who is having fun in the imperial garden, but for some reason, the spring peach next to the queen mother secretly warned the palace people that they were not allowed to publicize it, and the slave felt weird, and Fang Te came to report to the lady concubine." ”

"Well, Xiao Anzi, you did a good job, you have a reward." Concubine Shu nodded lazily, and motioned to the palace maid on one side to bring a few ingots of silver to Xiao Anzi.

"Xie Niangniang!" Xiao Anzi happily kowtowed again and again.

"Go down, come and tell this palace if you have anything, this palace is very boring!" Concubine Shu waved her hand at Xiao Anzi.

"Yes, yes, the minion's heart is on Concubine Niangniang." Xiao Anzi smiled happily.

After Xiao Anzi left, Concubine Shu leaned on the couch and thought about the value of this matter.

"Niangniang, I'm afraid the queen has other intentions for this move, why don't you let the slave maid inform the king of the west?" Concubine Shu's personal palace maid Su Xin knew that Concubine Shu had responded to Concubine Yao's plea, and thought that Concubine Shu might help King Xi avoid being framed by the queen.

"No!" Concubine Shu waved her hand and sneered, "Let the queen go, give that Su Ran painting a little hardship, as for the King of the West, when he is really in trouble, then the palace will take action, wouldn't it be better to remember the palace?" ”

"It's still thoughtful." Su Xin nodded.

"Woe to the water! Poor King Xi, who has always had no wind and waves, is going to be miserable by Su Ran's painting this time, and he is really responsible for Concubine Yao's careful upbringing for many years. Concubine Shu sighed exaggeratedly, with a gloating smile on her charming face, "Su Xin, secretly pay attention to what is going on over there." ”

"Yes, sissy." Su Xindao.

In the imperial garden, Su Ranhua didn't have much mood to put on the high-flying kite, she kept thinking about Ximen Xianchu's words, if she wanted to occupy the position of the princess of the north, she couldn't annoy Ximen Hao, and her relationship with Ximen Hao had just had a small sprout, and she must not relax.

Therefore, Su Dye still decided to return to Beiwangfu as soon as possible.

"Imperial sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Ximen saw Su Ranhua leaning against the trunk listlessly, so he ran over and asked.

Su Ranhua covered his mouth and yawned, "I haven't slept all night, I'm so sleepy!" ”

Ximen Zhe on the side took back the kite, in fact, without the laughter of Su Ran's paintings, he was also very boring, although he didn't want to admit it, in fact, he couldn't find the Su Ran paintings in his memory.

But Su Dye painting is Su Dye painting, Ximen Zhe looked at the woman clinging to the trunk, her changes were all because of her fate, married to his second emperor brother, bullied, even the most beautiful woman can not keep that pure smile forever.

Even if she is his imperial sister-in-law, he has a responsibility to protect her.

"I'll send you back to the palace." Simon Zhedao.

"No, I can go back myself." Su Ranhua waved his hand and asked Ximen Zhe to send her back, wasn't that a special way to give people a handle? That's not the same as flying a kite in the Imperial Garden, but there is also a Ximen night as a shield.

"If it weren't for my father's refusal to allow me to leave the palace, I would have been able to send you off with the four emperor brothers." Simon was a little annoyed.

"Princess," someone hurried towards them.

"Yu'er?" The person recognized by Ximen late was the queen mother's personal palace maid.

"Slave and maid see the king of the west, the late princess." Yu'er saluted Ximen Wan and Ximen Zhe separately, because she didn't recognize Su Ran's paintings, and saw that she was dressed very ordinarily, she didn't pay attention to which high-status maid she was, and then said to Ximen Wan, "The Queen Mother asked the slave maid to invite the late princess to accompany her old man to relieve her boredom." ”

"Now?" Simon asked.

"Yes, the queen mother said that it was just in time for the morning meal, and asked the princess to come over to eat together, and there was the yellow croaker that the princess loved to eat in the evening." Yu'er said.

"Evening, you go first." Ximen Zhe saw that Ximen was a little hesitant, so he urged. He knew that Ximen Wan had no mother concubine since he was a child, and it was all thanks to the care of the Queen Mother that he could gain a trace of status in the harem, on a par with other princesses, so he must not easily say no to the Queen Mother. What's more, Yu'er specially pointed out that there are Ximen's favorite dishes to eat at night, so it is even more difficult to excuse it.

"Okay." After thinking about it, Ximen Wan said, "Then I'll go first." ”

So, Ximen Wan handed the kite to Ximen Zhe, took Xiaoyun, and followed Yu'er to the Queen Mother's Chumin Palace.

"King West, farewell."

As soon as Ximen left in the evening, Su Ran Painting was about to leave the Imperial Garden.

"Can't you talk a little longer?" Holding two kites, Ximen Zhe stood in front of Su Ran's picture, with a childish pleading on his delicate face.

Now that he has no choice but to admit it, he is willing to treat Su Ran as a younger brother as a sister-in-law, but he doesn't want them to become so unfamiliar.

"King Xi, I'm tired." Su Ran said lightly.

In the distance, slow footsteps sounded. Su Dye's painting followed the prestige, and he didn't feel a slight frown, it was the rooster Chen Fu who walked into the imperial garden with a basket, twisting his posture, neither yin nor yang, although it was funny, but it made Su Dye painting feel disgusted.

Chen Fu naturally also saw the paintings of Ximen Zhe and Su Ran.

However, Su Ranhua thought that Chen Fu should have met Ximen Wan, who had just left, and someone had also seen the situation of the four of them flying kites just now, even if Chen Fu hated her, he couldn't make any waves out of thin air.

When Chen Fu squirmed closer and closer to the two of them, and said the first sentence, Su Ranhua realized that he really underestimated this old guy.

"Oh, King of the West, Princess of the North, you-what are you doing!" Chen Fu looked at Ximen Zhe and Su Ran's paintings, as if he had seen something incredible, and was stunned.

"Grandpa Chen, what are you talking about?" Ximenzhe turned around and asked suspiciously.

And the golden needle hidden in the sleeve of Su Ran's painting has become ready to go, Chen Fu's sentence is a peculiar opening statement, exuding countless information, Su Ran's painting obviously smells the smell of conspiracy.

"The old slave's eyes are dizzy, and his eyes are dizzy!" Chen Fu raised his sleeves to cover his eyes and said continuously.

"Father-in-law Chen, if you have something to say, what do you mean by that?" Ximen Zhe asked, Chen Fu's performance was too inexplicable.

"Lord Wang, trouble is coming." Su Ran painted, his voice low.

"What?" Simon Zhe, who has no life experience, is confused.

"King Xi, it's not the old slave who is brave, you-" Chen Fu stepped forward with a basket, pointed to Ximen Zhe and Su Ran's paintings, and shook his hand again, as if he was speechless.

"Grandpa Chen, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly." Su Ran looked at Chen Fu, who was pretending, and said coldly.

"Princess North, the matter between you and the King of the South, the old slave can be regarded as a means to help the King of the North, but why do you need to provoke the King of the West?" Chen Fu regarded himself as an old man preaching at this time, and he had a reason not to take Su Dye painting seriously.

"Chen Fu, what are you talking nonsense?" Ximen Zhe said angrily, from Chen Fu's words, he also heard the meaning of planting Su Dye's paintings.