Although Jiang Huaiyin escorted him, once the palace gate was closed, Murong Xi wanted to enter the palace again, and the process was still indispensable.

Sitting in the carriage, Murong Xi anxiously asked Jiang Huaiyin, "Can you enter the palace directly?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Huaiyin agreed neatly, took out a piece of clothing from the dark compartment and threw it to Murong Xi.

The heavy clothes were messily covering Murong Xi's body, and she finally poked her head out of it and frowned, "What is this?" ”

"You want to enter the palace in men's clothes?" Jiang Huaiyin looked at her indescribably.

Murong Xi pursed her lips, of course she knew that she had to change back into women's clothes, and she was surprised that Jiang Huaiyin was well prepared, but she was also embarrassed about how to change her clothes.

Just now, when Jiang Huaiyin was in the Qinglou, he revealed the code of "salivating" to her!

Murong Xi was entangled for a moment, and asked weakly, "Why don't you go back to the house first?" ”

"The king's hand must be bandaged as soon as possible, and if there is a scar, the king—"

"Okay, I'd better disinfect the prince first to stop the bleeding!"

Murong Ji gritted her teeth and said.

Jiang Huaiyin's expression was so calm that she forgot about her injuries.

Pull the small table so that the candle flame can clearly illuminate his hand.

The wound is not big, but it is deep. The blood is about to flow outward, not much, but it is enough to make people feel frightened.

Murong Ji looked focused, took out a needle bag, and pricked it on several acupuncture points.

When the bleeding stopped, gently wrap a silk handkerchief around his palm.

He tore a strip of soft material from his middle coat and tied the silk handkerchief.

Finally, a bow was tied, and fine sweat oozed from Murong Xi's forehead.

When she concentrates on one thing, her whole person exudes a mysterious momentum.

Let Jiang Huaiyin really want to understand her heart, and want to know how much ability she still has, which Jiang Huaiyin doesn't know.

With the amplitude of the bump in the carriage, every time she moved, it was as if she was about to throw herself into his arms at any moment.

Exciting.

Jiang Huaiyin looked at her quietly, and realized in his heart that he had never understood this princess who lived under the same roof.

Murong Xi wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and smiled at Jiang Huaiyin, "Okay, the bleeding has stopped, but the prince still needs to apply some gold sore medicine." I didn't have a—"

"Hmm." Jiang Huaiyin turned around casually and said slowly: "It's almost time to get to the palace." ”

Murong Xi glanced at the women's dress and lowered her head.

Not only were men's clothes worn, but several strips of material were torn off the cuffs and mid-shirt.

It is conceivable that if you want to enter the palace in this costume, you will attract the attention of others.

Murong Xi bit her lower lip tightly, slowly raised her hand, and reached for the button on her neckline.

The sound of untying the wide clothes was very weak, but Jiang Huaiyin could still tell where Murong Xi had gone through the shadow reflected on the wall of the car.

His eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he felt that the temperature in the carriage had more than doubled in an instant.

Pinching his eyebrows, Jiang Huaiyin suddenly raised his hand and struck a palm wind backwards, and the candle flame struggled a few times in the palm wind, but finally was invincible to Jiang Huaiyin's persistence and extinguished.

Inside the carriage, it was suddenly dark.

The movements in Murong Xi's hands paused, and it took a few breaths before he adapted to the darkness in front of him.

"There are a lot of pedestrians on the street, and the shadow on the wall of the car will be seen by others."

Jiang Huaiyin explained indifferently.

Murong Xi nodded silently and continued to change his clothes.

When he took off only a small coat left, he couldn't even see himself clearly, but Murong Xi still felt ashamed.

The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the unclear light in her eyes was removed, and Murong Xi quietly changed her clothes.

Jiang Huaiyin's ears are outstanding, and there is darkness as far as the eye can see, and the sound of clothes rubbing in the quiet air is heard from time to time, which inevitably leads people to reverie.

After getting dressed in the dark, Murong Xi said softly, "Okay, you can light the candle." ”

Jiang Huaiyin didn't answer, and the carriage was as quiet as ever.

Murong Xi looked up at the black shadow with his back to him, and said suspiciously, "Lord Wang? ”

"I'll be at the palace soon, don't bother." There was a hint of impatience in Jiang Huaiyin's voice.

Murong Xi closed her mouth in recognition.

What she didn't know was that Jiang Huaiyin's heart was struggling violently.

A strong sensation had just crossed his heart, but he had not been able to grasp it, and he was pondering the cause of that wonderful feeling, and knew that there must be something strange about his expression now.

He didn't want anyone to see such an embarrassment, he just wanted to continue to immerse himself in his own world.

It didn't take long for the carriage to finally stop in front of the palace gate.

Murong Xi's vision returned to light, and with the help of the bonfires on both sides of the palace gate, Murong Xi once again made sure that there was no mistake in the clothes on his body, and then blessed Jiang Huaiyin.

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

"The king has heard a lot of polite words, and the princess might as well think about how to repay the king."

Jiang Huaiyin crossed his hands under the fox fur, his chin was slightly raised, and his eyelids drooped slightly.

Indescribable grace and nobility.

Murong Xi pursed her lips, "Don't thank you for that great kindness, I'll go to visit the Queen Mother first." ”

"Princess? Yo, Princess, you're coming—"

Gonggong Ji waited in the palace for an hour, and waited in front of the palace gate for another hour.

A pair of old cold legs can't stand.

Seeing that the city gate was about to close, he thought that he couldn't wait for Murong Xi today, and just turned around and was about to go to the emperor to ask for guilt, he heard a noisy voice behind him.

Looking back, Ji Gong was almost in tears.

Rushing in front of Jiang Huaiyin and Murong Xi at a trot, Ji Gong said fairly: "The old slave sees the prince, see the princess." ”

His appearance broke the war of words between Jiang Huaiyin and Murong Xi, Jiang Huaiyin looked away and snorted coldly: "No courtesy." ”

Murong Xi was in a hurry, stepped forward to help Gonggong Ji, and asked while pulling people to the palace: "How is the Queen Mother?" Didn't it work well before? Why did the Queen Mother get sick again as soon as I left the palace? What did Xu Yuanshou say? ”

She spit out words like beads, and asked many questions in a row, which made Ji's father-in-law overwhelmed.

By the time the first question was answered, the two had already entered the palace gate.

At the time when the palace gate was closed, the Praetorian Guards trotted towards Jiang Huaiyin and asked in a low voice: "Lord, but you want to enter the palace?" ”

Jiang Huaiyin's gaze crossed the Praetorian Guard, fell on the back of the person who was gradually moving away, and laughed at himself, "No need, close the door." ”

With that, he turned and boarded the carriage.

On the other side, half of Murong Xi's mind was listening to Gonggong Ji's explanation, but the corner of her eyes was always looking at the direction of the palace gate.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Murong Xi stopped and glanced back.

There was still a distance of one person between the two gates, and through that gap, Murong Xi caught a glimpse of Jiang Huaiyin as he boarded the carriage.

And the pink handkerchief he held against the wall of the car.

Gonggong Ji was still talking selflessly, and when he noticed that the figure beside him paused, he immediately shut up and looked at Murong Xi's line of sight.

"Princess?"

"Father-in-law Ji, please continue." Murong Xi's expression was as usual, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.

Why is Jiang Huaiyin getting weirder and weirder?