Jiang Huaiyin pinched the strand of hair, twisted it, and there were water droplets hanging on the hair.

Crystal clear, like tears, broken when twisted.

He laughed sadly, his tone indescribably cold.

"It turns out that the princess is in a hurry to return to Beijing not because of the queen mother, but because she wants to meet the old man?"

Murong Ji's thoughts were chaotic.

He's the devil, right? Who is the person who can be analyzed with just a strand of broken hair?

Still talking crookedly about her real thoughts?

The scalp was numb and stunned in place, Murong Xi clenched his fists tightly, resisting the bone-eroding chill in his eyes, and resisted the urge to escape.

"The situation was critical, and the man wanted to kill me, but fortunately, the prince came in time, and I was able to survive—"

"Tsk." Jiang Huaiyin obviously didn't believe her words, and said with a warm smile: "How long does it take to kill a powerless princess?" ”

He looked at Murong Xi's whole body clothes lightly, "It's so long that it takes longer than the princess to change clothes?" ”

"Maybe he noticed that the prince was coming, and he was afraid of the majesty of the prince, so he let me go! What's more, he was dressed in black and masked, I didn't see his face clearly at all, and it would be too far-fetched to say that he was an acquaintance. ”

Murong Xi looked away, her heart was sullen and on fire, and at the same time, she was a little weak.

She was sure that the person was Chu Cheng, but she was also sure that she didn't see his face, so saying this was not a lie!

"Look into the eyes of this king and say." Jiang Huaiyin's tone was still so feminine and peaceful.

The short words seemed to completely awaken the fear in Murong Xi's heart, she tilted her head slightly and raised her chin, her face was facing Jiang Huaiyin, but her eyes didn't dare to look at him.

The moon shadow swayed, and in the soft moonlight, the man's slender white fingers poked out of the fox fur and reached for her chin.

A hard squeeze forced her to look up.

Leaning over slowly, the faces of the two were no more than a palm apart, "Why don't you dare to look at this king?" Weak heart? Could it be that the princess colluded with the assassins to assassinate the king? ”

Murong Ji's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and he had to look at his eyes.

His eyes were as black as ink, and the cold at the bottom of the abyss seemed to be able to easily drown people.

Murong Xi's face was stiff and stubborn, but the cowardice in her bones could not be hidden.

The face in sight was getting closer, and the burning pain on his jaw was getting heavier.

She took a deep breath and raised her hand against his chest to stop him from moving closer, "I swear to God, I didn't lie. If the prince wants to kill or chop, listen to it. You don't have to go to great lengths to find these high-sounding reasons. ”

Jiang Huaiyin's expression stagnated for a moment, and then put on a shallow smile, "According to the princess, did you two meet by chance?" ”

Murong Xi silently rolled her eyes in her heart, gritted her teeth and explained word by word:

"I said I didn't even see the Assassin's face! ”

Isn't it hard to understand straightforwardly? Why does he always not understand?

Jiang Huaiyin squinted his eyes slightly and looked at her directly.

Her fear was self-evident, but her unyielding look didn't seem to be faking.

He let go of his hand, and glanced at her peach-colored cheeks as he looked away from hers.

"Although plum wine is a palace jade liquid, it is even worse than Zhuye Qing."

Murong Xi: "? ”

"Come here." Jiang Huaiyin turned around, and his tone was unacceptable.

Murong Xi: "! ”

The topic is too jumpy, and she needs to take it slowly.

Rubbing his chin with a faint pain, Murong Xi hesitated for a moment and followed.

She had just taken a warm bath, and then she was frightened by the "assassin", followed by Jiang Huaiyin's eyes.

I felt that my body was a little prostration, my legs couldn't be strengthened, and I bit my back molars before I opened my legs, and I didn't forget to glance at Jiang Huaiyin.

He was dressed in a snow-colored fox fur, and his steps were graceful, and his whole body seemed to glow.

It looks like a fairy who walked out of the painting.

In terms of appearance and temperament, even if it is the back, he does grow in Murong Xi's aesthetics.

It's that uncertain temperament that makes people want to stay away.

It's better not to get along with each other!

Murong Xi pursed her lips and walked with her head down.

Hearing Jiang Huaiyin rushing at the front and saying: "Let's all disperse, with his martial arts, if you haven't found anyone so far, I'm afraid that people have already left Lishan." ”

"Yes." The officers and men replied in unison with embarrassed faces.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener's eyes shine.

Chu Cheng's martial arts can be praised by Jiang Huaiyin?

Murong Ji's eyebrows bent, and he made up his mind that he would kill Chu Cheng after returning to Beijing.

Circumventing the bamboo forest, Murong Xi followed Jiang Huaiyin to a gorgeous palace.

The huge palace was brightly lit, but it was empty, and it looked extremely deserted.

Even the servants who were waiting were nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Huaiyin walked into the main hall and sat on the highest position, and his cold voice echoed in the hall.

"Yelan."

Ye Lan also came out of nowhere, and arched her hand: "Lord Wang." ”

"Tell me to go down, set the meal, and take a few pots of aged bamboo leaves."

Yelan took the order, turned around and walked out.

Before he had taken a few steps, his footsteps suddenly stopped, thinking that he had heard it wrong, looked back at the high platform, and confirmed again: "The prince said, Zhu Yeqing?" ”

Jiang Huaiyin glanced at him lightly.

Ye Lan immediately lowered her head, "My subordinates will go here." ”

When he turned around, his gaze stayed on Murong Xi for a moment.

Murong Xi looked confused, and when she came back to her senses, Ye Lan had already disappeared.

"The prince hasn't eaten yet?"

Jiang Huaiyin's fingers tapped on the table and motioned for Murong Xi to sit beside him.

Murong Xi stood in place in embarrassment, "I've already eaten it." ”

It seemed that he wanted to have a drink, but Murong Xi was still self-aware of his wine, and he resolutely didn't want to drink in front of Jiang Huaiyin.

I was afraid that I couldn't help but smell the wine, so I decided not to be out of sight and not close to the wine table.

Jiang Huaiyin raised his eyes and glared at Murong Xi, "Come here!" ”

"Lord Wang's forgiveness, my physical consumption is a little excessive today, and I am really a little tired, so I won't delay the prince's meal——"

"Although this king and you are married, you occupy the title of the princess after all, and in front of others, you should maintain the princess's due duty."

Jiang Huaiyin said slowly, during the period, the servant who was preparing the meal had already carried a plate of delicacies full of color and fragrance, and passed by Murong Xi in a hurry.

Especially the wine in the tray in the hand of the person at the front, with a faint bamboo fragrance, with an endless aftertaste, tightly grasping Murong Xi's mind.

In a trance, the thin and cool sound came again, breaking the elegance and delicacy in the air, and the taste suddenly became extremely condensed.

"The king does not want to hear any gossip about the princess."

The meal had been set, and Jiang Huaiyin deliberately picked up the wine jug and raised it high.

The sweet nectar fell into the jade cup, making a beautiful sound.

As far as Murong Ji's eyes could see, there was a stream of wine left by raindrops, and the words in his mouth were asked without passing through his brain.

"What gossip?"

Jiang Huaiyin poured the wine to the full, gently put down the wine jug, and raised the tail note, "The eldest prince Jiang Shuqing is one, and this king doesn't want Chu Chengzhi to be the second." ”

After saying that, he suddenly raised his head, drank the wine in the cup, and casually played with the jade cup in his hand.