Ming Xiang and his wife only stayed in the palace for two or three hours. In the afternoon of the same day, Wei Nong was summoned by King Yan. There is no prince, she is alone.

On the way from the East Palace to the Holy Study, you must pass through the Imperial Garden. Although it is autumn and winter now, but the four seasons of Yan Kingdom are like spring, there are many flowers and plants competing for spit out in this fashion, delicate and colorful, just like the various beauties in the East Palace, teaching people to dazzle.

And among the bright flowers, the silhouette of a person suddenly crashed into the faint line of sight. The man was long, standing with his hands in his hands, and the pale golden sunlight shallow on him in the afternoon, tracing the upright shadow of a jade tree.

The breeze blew the hem of his dark purple robe, and between the flowers and trees, the rich purple was sandwiched in a colorful color, with a sharp and gently undulating silhouette, which was even more prominent and heavy.

It is like a lone peak towering into the sky in the vast wilderness, which can attract all people's attention.

Nie Xingji seemed to be waiting for someone, and seemed to be admiring the rare and famous flowers in front of him, standing there motionless, like a painting with thick ink and light colors.

Coincidentally, it was blocked on the path where she went to the holy study.

It has been five days since the prince's wedding, and Nie Xingji has not yet set off to return to Fengyi, which is a little surprising to Weinong. She wanted to turn a blind eye and pretend not to see him, but there was a group of palace guards around her, and she didn't want to be talked about, so she had to walk over casually.

Nie Xingchen was the first to turn to look at her, his eyes were focused and deep, and when she approached, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he bowed his chin and said, "I've seen the crown princess." ”

He didn't call her "sister-in-law", and Wei Nong had to retreat: "Respect Your Royal Highness." ”

"Is the crown princess going to the holy study?" He asked calmly.

"Exactly." She replied indifferently.

Nie Xingji's smile gradually became very subtle: "I just came out of the holy study. ”

Wei Nong didn't know what he meant by this, and he didn't want to talk, so he said: "In order to avoid waiting for the king for a long time, I will leave first." ”

When Nie Xingji heard this, he only said lightly: "The crown princess should be called 'father'." ”

In a word, the dark tide between the two is surging, like a saber rattling, like a chessboard game.

Wei Min glanced at him, and vaguely saw a hint of mockery on his handsome face, but it disappeared in an instant. She was silent for a moment and smiled back: "It's true that I'm not used to this title." ”

She didn't give Nie Xingji a chance to speak again, and then bowed her head: "Farewell." ”

Nie Xingji didn't stop him, took two steps back to make way out, and watched her pass by, gradually moving away.

When he walked past Nie Xingji, a strange thought suddenly appeared in Wei Nong's heart - such an outstanding prince was a threat to the prince at a glance, and Queen Helian could allow him to live until now?

Along the way, this thought lingered in her slightly thick mind, until she reached the holy study, and she was still thinking about it.

Is it because Queen Helian is too confident in the crown prince? Or is Nie Xingji too cautious and tenacious? Or did King Yan protect him too well?

Or is his prowess just an illusion of her alone? Because she had loved? Loved, so look high?

When he stepped up the steps of the holy study, Wei Nong finally restrained his thoughts and let Bao Gonggong lead him inside: "Wei Nong has seen the king. When there was no one around, she insisted on calling it that way.

King Yan sat on the throne like last time, and laughed softly: "Get up." ”

Wei Nong got up, and King Yan gave her a straight sentence, and there was another question: "There is a riot in Chudi." The prince and the marquis, who do you think is appropriate to quell the chaos? ”