Listening to his voice, Zhu Xinghe's legs and stomach trembled a little.

Aunt Jiang on the side gave Zhu Xinghe a look and signaled Zhu Xinghe not to talk nonsense.

Zhu Xinghe couldn't help but say: "Back to Your Highness, looking at the princess, it seems that she is afraid of the palace maid who is about twenty years old, but the slave maid doesn't know what happened to the princess." ”

King Han's hand lightly tapped on the stone table beside him: "You have a way." ”

Zhu Xinghe is sure that this is an affirmative sentence and not an interrogative sentence.

Although he didn't know how he knew, Zhu Xinghe didn't dare to disobey: "Perhaps, the slave can give it a try." ”

King Han nodded, and simply stood up: "Give you an hour." ”

Zhu Xinghe raised his head a little dumbfounded, and he was bitter in his heart: Psychotherapy is a long-term process, what can you do in an hour?

However, the king's order could not be violated, Zhu Xinghe could only turn his head, and said to his aunt helplessly: "Good aunt, I want a small room, the light is not too good, I want a comfortable couch, burn a charcoal fire, and I need candles and warm water." Oh yes, and some sandalwood, not too much, just a faint smell. ”

Aunt Jiang's eyes had an expression of reprimanding Zhu Xinghe, but under the strong pressure of King Han, she could only do so.

In fact, the process of psychological counseling should not be impatient, but at the moment, Zhu Xinghe has only one way: he has to know what Princess Yongle is afraid of in order to find the root of the problem.

After everything was ready, Zhu Xinghe brought Princess Yongle into the room.

King Han also wanted to enter, but was stopped by Zhu Xinghe boldly: "Your Highness is waiting outside." Only...... Just like His Royal Highness and the princess when they were children, just guard the princess. ”

This is for King Han, and it is also for Princess Yongle.

Seeing that Princess Yongle was sitting on the couch with a nervous look that eased a little, King Han also nodded, stretched out his hand and gently brushed Zhu Xinghe's cheek, and then turned around and stood at the door.

If it weren't for the roughness of his calloused hands, Zhu Xinghe would really think that it was an illusion for him to touch his cheeks.

Although my aunt also said that her cheeks were very soft, what is going on with His Royal Highness the King of Han?

Closing the door, Zhu Xinghe rubbed his cheek, which had just been touched by Ling Tianhan, and then turned back to Princess Yongle and smiled: "Don't be afraid, princess, please lie down!" ”

Taking the "patient" to review what happened is not difficult for Zhu Xinghe, a professional psychotherapist.

Especially now, she gave birth to a harmless face of humans and animals, and soon won the trust of Princess Yongle.

In the warm room, the sound of water droplets is very regular. There is also a light sandalwood smell, which makes people calm and peaceful.

Under the flickering candlelight, Princess Yongle soon entered the rhythm of Zhu Xinghe.

However, the people waiting outside are not as warm as in the house.

His Royal Highness the King of Han stood at the door like a cold statue, he was the one who had been authorized by the Holy Lord to enter the palace with a sword.

So with a long sword in hand, he was like a Shura from hell guarding it.

Everyone in the Huanyi Bureau knelt in place and didn't dare to say anything, and even the two new little palace maids were scared to cry, but they didn't dare to cry.

Time passed slowly, and the wind in the winter made the cheeks of others hurt, but they didn't see the Han King move for the slightest, and even his face didn't change a bit.

Just after an hour, he frowned and drew his sword with a "clatter".

Fortunately, the door was immediately pushed open by Zhu Xinghe, otherwise he was afraid that Ling Tianhan would break in.

The warm breeze in the door blew Ling Tianhan's cheeks with a little heat, and Princess Yongle sat on the couch, crying silently, but there was no longer the previous tension in her eyes, and even a little more agile.

Zhu Xinghe knelt in front of Ling Tianhan, but there was a resoluteness in his soft and glutinous voice that did not match her appearance: "Please also ask His Royal Highness King Han to make decisions for the princess." ”

Ling Tianhan bowed slightly, and "fished" Zhu Xinghe from the ground: "Say!" ”

Zhu Xinghe's face was slightly red, and he turned his head to look at the people kneeling on the ground.

However, Princess Yongle also got up and said coquettishly to Ling Tianhan: "Brother Three Emperors tell them all to retreat, it is enough to keep Changqing and Changzhu here." ”

Princess Yongle, who had been sick for many days and was reluctant to talk to others, really opened her mouth, and everyone was surprised in their eyes.

After Ling Tianhan waved everyone away, Zhu Xinghe's face became a little redder: "His Royal Highness King Huihan, Princess Yongle was frightened because she saw the palace maids and guards around her privately, so she was panicked for many days and didn't dare to speak. ”

As soon as the words fell, the evergreen face suddenly turned pale.

Zhu Xinghe, now a twelve-year-old girl, said this, which is really a bit disobedient.

"Ahem—"

Ling Tianhan's 10,000-year-old frozen face finally gave birth to a bit of a side expression, as if he didn't expect the truth to be like this.

When he came to his senses and looked at Changqing with ice-bladed eyes, Changqing was already so frightened that he couldn't help kowtowing to Ling Tianhan: "His Royal Highness the King of Han spare his life, His Royal Highness the King of Han spare his life!" ”

However, Ling Tianhan only had one look, and the guards dragged Changqing down.

He turned his head again and stared at Zhu Xinghe: "That's all?" ”

The women of this dynasty are already bound, let alone the princess? Although Yongle is going to be in time for this spring, he was frightened by this kind of thing, and Zhu Xinghe thought it was normal.

He raised his eyes and nodded to Ling Tianhan seriously: "That's all." ”

I have talked too much about this, but I'm sorry for Yongle.

Seeing that she carefully wiped away her tears with Zhu Xinghe's handkerchief, she walked towards Ling Tianhan.

Although he was not as lively as before, he finally had a smile on his face: "Third Emperor Brother, let's go?" ”

Ling Tianhan nodded, but Yongle stopped, turned his head and looked around at the Huanyi Bureau: "Everyone in the Huanyi Bureau, fines for one month!" ”

Zhu Xinghe raised his eyes, his eyes full of puzzlement: why did she help her so much, she actually wanted to punish everyone?!

Ling Tianhan also frowned and grabbed Yongle.

Yongle stomped his feet and said coquettishly to Ling Tianhan: "They have all seen the ugliness of this princess, and they must be punished!" ”

Zhu Xinghe can be regarded as knowing now, why everyone says that Princess Yongle is pampered and willful.

After Ling Tianhan left with Yongle, the Huanyi Bureau was wailing.

Aunt Jiang was the first to come forward, and without saying anything, Erhu began to point Zhu Xinghe's head: "You, you, look at how much trouble you have caused to the Huanyi Bureau?" ”

Zhu Xinghe was also guilty, and reached out to hold his aunt's arm and pouted: "Good aunt, I was wrong!" ”

Anyone who looks at her face can only sigh.

Aunt Jiang was no exception, holding her arm with Zhu Xinghe, she sighed with a little worry: "Fines are all trivial matters, and our Huanyi Bureau's money will be buckled from your future month." But this Ling Guifei Niangniang's dress, I'm afraid that if it is not handled well, it will cost you your life! ”

"Huh? Withhold my money?! ”

Zhu Xinghe's face was twisted from white bread to soup dumplings: "Then it might as well take my life!" ”