In the soft candlelight, Han Zai's eyes were deep, quietly looking at Jiang Sleeve's crystal eyes, and the entire Milky Way seemed to be crumpled in her eyes.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was uncomfortable with him, and suddenly coughed lowly, "What has the prince been staring at me for?" ”

Han Zai retracted his gaze and chuckled, "It's rare for you to face the sky today." ”

Jiang Sleeve's eyes flashed, in the past, she begged him and wanted to be close to him, so she naturally put her mind into the makeup, but now she doesn't want to be close to him, so she is naturally lazy.

"There is a Persian dress on the bed, and I will dance for the king." Han Jae took her careful thoughts into his eyes and commanded without question.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at his noble and cold side face, and raised his eyebrows, "Hasn't the Persian belly dance prince already seen it, and if you dance again, you will lose your novelty, why don't I dance a sword dance for you?" ”

Han Jae glanced at her, pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay! ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu stood up, walked towards the Duobao Pavilion, took off the Longquan Sword on the shelf, swept his gaze from the hilt to the sword body, and then slowly pulled it out.

The moment the thin blade left the scabbard, the cold light reflected in Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyes, and she slowly wiped her two fingers into a sword from the thin blade, and the tentacles were cold, it was a good sword!

Han Jae watched Jiang Sleeve Bead play with his saber, and there was a bit of connivance in his eyes.

After Jiang Sleeve Zhu thought about which sword to dance, he put the scabbard back, and then saluted Han Zai with his sword, Han Zai caught the fierceness that flashed in her eyes, put down the teacup, and looked at her seriously with dark pupils.

Jiang sleeve beads swing the sword and dance, the posture is vigorous and light, the sword light is like a long rainbow swimming dragon, one after the other, and like flowing water, uniform and tough.

Han Zai said in his heart, but he didn't insult this Longquan sword.

At the end of the dance, Han Zai's eyes showed appreciation, and he was about to high-five, Jiang Sleeve Zhu suddenly threw the Longquan sword in his hand high, then turned around and took the scabbard, and raised it upward, the next moment the sword entered the sheath like lightning, and her snow-white skirt like broken snow gradually calmed down.

This scene was so thrilling that Han Jae had forgotten to high-five, and there was still a bit of horror in his eyes, looking at her with a solemn face and full of majesty.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu turned around and put the sword away, then turned to Han Zai, "Is the prince still satisfied?" ”

"Come here." Han Jae grabbed her tightly.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu stepped forward suspiciously, Han Zai held her forearm, lifted her sleeves, looked at her snow-white wrist and asked, "How long have you practiced Pei Min's sword dance?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu sensed the concern in Han Zai's words, pursed his lips, and said, "After practicing for a month, I used a wooden stick of equal weight at first, and then I used a wooden sword, and finally I became a real sword when I became proficient." ”

As she spoke, she looked at her wrist, "During that time, my entire arm was black, and I changed to a real sword in the back, and I almost blinded my eyes a few times." ”

"Didn't think about giving up?" Han Jaemo grabbed her wrist and looked at her and asked in a deep voice.

"I was already ten years old at the time, and if I didn't practice well, my mother would feel that it was a strange thing to live in, but I was afraid that in two years, she would sell me."

Most of the girls in Chunfeng Building are thirteen years old, and fifteen years old are old girls.

Han Zai heard Jiang Sleeve Zhu say this, the hand holding her wrist became harder and harder, he looked at her fixedly and said, "Jiang Sleeve Bead, although you have unfortunately fallen into the dust, you have never thought of compromise, you have always tried to protect yourself, you have done a good job." ”

Han Zai's words were like a warm stream in Jiang Sleeve Beads' heart, her eyes suddenly turned red, she walked to him and sat down, pillowed her head on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Han Zai, for so many years, I thought I didn't need the approval of others, but after hearing your words, I realized that I need the approval of others." ”

Han Zai took Jiang Sleeve Beads into his arms, looked sideways at her lowered eyes and shed a line of tears, raised his hand to wipe her, and comforted her in a deep voice, "Those things are over." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu said "um", paused, and said in a very soft voice, "I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest." ”

Han Zai's hand on her shoulder tightened, and he muttered for a long time, but finally allowed her, "Rest early." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu nodded, and when he got up, his eyes glanced over the book on the low table, paused for a moment, and looked at Han Zai pitifully, "That book, can I take it back and take a look?" ”

Han Jae looked at her red eyes and sighed softly, "Take it if you want to see it." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu thanked him, picked up the book and walked outside.

Han Jae watched her back disappear into the dormitory, got up and walked towards the study.

As soon as Jiang Sleeve Bead came out of the Changjie Palace, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears in his eyes clean.

Originally, she thought that she could only be at his mercy today, but she didn't expect him to be quite "pitiful".

In fact, she has always been a forward-looking person, and she will never complain and hurt herself because of all the hardships and injustices she has encountered in the past, but since Han Zai eats this, she can "make friends" with him more in the future.

Back at Qiuxin Palace, Xingjun was a little surprised, "Why did Niangniang come back so early today?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu said casually, "He still has business, so I'll come back first." After a pause, he added, "Go back and rest, I'll read a book for a while and then go to sleep." ”

Xingjun glanced at the book in Jiang Sleeve Zhu's hand, "This is given to you by the regent?" ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu smiled noncommittally.

After Xingjun stepped back, Jiang Sleeve Zhu went to the table, reading the book while recording the main points.

In the Changjie Palace, when Han Zai finished handling his business and came out of the study, he asked Qin Zhe, "Have you heard about what you asked?" ”

Qin Zhe's face was embarrassed, and he said after a while, "According to the secret guard who sent the queen mother back, the queen mother wiped away her tears as soon as she came out of the long-step palace, and she was quite happy to see it, and Xingjun also said that there was nothing wrong with the queen mother after she went back. ”

"This king knows, you step back first."

After Qin Zhen left, the corners of Han Zai's lips hooked up with a touch of mockery, he knew every truth in her mouth, but he still couldn't help but believe her every time.

I don't know what tricks she has cast on him.

The book that Jiang Sleeve Zhu brought back was quite interesting, and the content in it was all-encompassing, involving the famous sites, customs and princes and generals of southern Xinjiang, especially some customs were very novel, and she was fascinated when she looked at it.

Suddenly, there was a chill behind her, she thought that Xingjun had forgotten to close the window, and was about to get up and walk over to close the window, but when she looked up, she saw Han Zai's gloomy face.

"Wang, Wangye......" Jiang Sleeve Zhu stumbled, leaned back slightly, and looked puzzled, "It's so late, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Han Zai walked towards her step by step, staring at her coldly, "Jiang Sleeve Zhu, it's fun to play this king, isn't it?" ”