Ruan Yuyi took the copied scriptures with the sachet and set off to find the son.

There was no one in the courtyard, so she thought for a moment and put the scriptures in the Buddhist hall, while the sachet was close to her. After sitting for a while, I saw a young man in a dark coat pushing the door in, he was slender and slender, and his aura was cold and noble.

It was a cloudy day, but at a glance, it seemed as if the coldness around him had forced back the light, so that he did not dare to come close.

Ruan Yuyi got up unhurriedly and saluted, "His Royal Highness." ”

I saw that the man bowed his head slightly, which was considered to be over, but he did not come to her, but went to the side room. Wen Pheasant, who was on the side, smiled at her and said, "The girl should also enter the wing, I'm afraid it will rain heavily this day." ”

Hearing this, she couldn't help but look up, and really saw a dark cloud overhead, and then looked into the distance, but the sky over there was still clear.

It really looks like it's going to rain. She said no more, and followed into the chamber.

Jiang Huaiyang was looking down at the book, and when she crossed the threshold, he happened to turn a page. She hesitated for a moment, then shifted the wooden stool and sat down near him.

Noticing a tang-colored figure in his afterglow, he paused in his hand and flipped another page—though he hadn't finished reading it.

Ruan Yuyi took out the sachet from her sleeve, pinched it in her hand, pursed her lips, and saw Shizi's focused appearance, but she didn't know how to speak.

He lifted his eyelids and said like a clear spring passing through a stone, "If there is something, say it." At this moment, he almost thought about it, no matter if she offered to help her get out of the Cheng family, or anything else, he would agree.

Unexpectedly, she handed out a sachet with a moon-white dark pattern and embroidered goose yellow flowers. The hand that stretched out was white, like jade, and lined the sachet a little more delicately.

He had actually seen this goose-yellow flower, on the little lady's dirty clothes, but before she could answer what kind of flower it was, the dream was broken. In addition, people are accustomed to Meilan, bamboo chrysanthemum, or dragons and phoenixes, so it's no wonder that he can't see it at a glance.

"The little girl is not a good embroiderer, please make do with it Your Highness." Ruan Yuyi said.

He was really curious about what kind of flower it was, so he reached out and took it. His fingertips inadvertently touched the little lady's palm, and she only felt an itch in the place where he had touched it, and she withdrew her hand tightly, hid it under a few cases, and quietly clenched it.

Only then did he realize that it was osmanthus, he put it under his nose and sniffed it, and asked casually, "What is added in it is also osmanthus?" "What a slight bitter taste of medicine.

"Yes, with some other calming drugs," she explains. ”

The embroidered cinnamon on the top is round and lovely, and the silk threads are also neatly arranged, which shows that it took a lot of thought. He glanced at it hastily, didn't think much about it, and didn't hand it to Wen Pheasant casually, but put it in his sleeve.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Huaiyang asked suddenly, "How are you doing at home?" "I don't know how he reacted to finding a reason to detain Master Cheng's money last time.

She didn't know why, she didn't know why he suddenly asked like this, and subconsciously replied, "Thanks to His Highness's concern, everything is fine." She couldn't say that she wanted to find another attachment to find him, and if so, wouldn't she clearly tell him that she was interested in using him.

He looked at her with a complicated expression, but saw that her face was calm, as if nothing had happened at home. He pursed his lips, not asking any more.

Mu Xiang saw that the table was empty, so he said to go and get some tea. Mu Xiang had just left on the front foot, and the guard outside the back foot came to report, saying that Her Royal Highness the eldest princess asked to see her.

Hearing this, Ruan Yuyi's heart jumped. At the moment, everything is still uncertain, the prince is still hot and cold to her, and she knows that it is not the time to let Zhaorong know that she has a connection with the prince.

Jiang Huaiyang was about to speak, her hand hidden under a few cases quietly pulled his sleeve, she was really flustered, and after pulling it, she realized that such an action was a bit out of line, she was not a relative of the prince, how could he understand what she meant, let alone follow her.

He felt her movements, paused, and continued, "Let her in." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ruan Yuyi could no longer hold on to the calm on the surface, and when she saw the guard go out of the wing room to reply, she looked around, but there was no hiding place.

If Zhaorong knows about this, she will not hide it, and when the time comes, the entire Cheng Mansion will know. After all, her nominal husband is still alive, and the stumps she has done to her son will be spurned by others.

At that time, Cheng Fu will definitely not be able to keep her. I'm afraid that His Royal Highness will also pretend to be unfamiliar with her.

Footsteps were soon heard outside the door.

It's getting closer.

Ruan Yuyi's mind was blank suddenly, and before she could think about it, she lifted the table curtain and hid it. Fortunately, in order to make it easier to clean, the temple put a piece of cloth on it, just to wait for the last guest to leave, and change the cloth.

She took a breath before she looked around distractedly. The light from outside can only be faintly reflected through the drapery, so it takes on the same color. In front of her eyes were Jiang Huaiyang's legs, with his clothes hanging down, and then a pair of forging boots.

Xu saw that the prince had never driven her, so she calmed down, and she even had the heart to compare her shoes with them silently, and found that the other party's was really more than a little bigger than herself.

Seeing her hiding under the table, not only Jiang Huaiyang, but also Wen Pheasant was also surprised.

He reacted quickly, hurriedly went out and stopped the eldest princess, and smiled thoughtfully, but in fact, he was searching for everything he could say in his mind, trying his best to drag Zhaorong down, just hoping that the master inside would be kind and ask this Ruan girl to take refuge under the window.

So as not to make it difficult for Miss Ruan.

He could vaguely understand why Miss Ruan was hiding from the eldest princess, and although she was willing to cooperate, it made him truly appreciate the inconvenience of not having a screen in the house.

It's only strange that the Holy River Temple is too frugal, how can there be a complete set of objects in the palace.

In the wing, Jiang Huaiyang didn't seem to understand the little lady's anxiety at all, and sat in front of several cases as usual.

Ruan Yuyi stayed in the dim small space, listening to the faint sound of Wen Pheasant and Zhaorong talking outside, and moved her squatting legs slightly. With this movement, the numbness on her legs climbed up, and she suddenly couldn't squat, feeling that she was about to fall backwards, so she couldn't help but reach out and help his calf, so as to stabilize her body.

Jiang Huaiyang felt a hand grab him, and quickly let go again. His eyes darkened, he looked at the table curtain hanging on his lap, silently retracted his legs, tensed his body, but felt his legs passive again.

At this moment, he could even imagine the little lady with red ears, and her heart was clearly shy, but she still wanted to tease him.

It was about to rain heavily, and he only felt that it was extremely hot in the room, so he got up and went out and left her here.

Zhaorong, who was standing outside, saw that Wen Pheasant had been blocking him, thinking that the imperial brother would not see him, but now when he saw him come out, his heart was relieved, and he felt that he had something to rely on, so he turned his face and glared at Wen Pheasant fiercely.

Wen Pheasant's face remained unchanged, but he quietly glanced at the half-hidden door.

Zhaorong helped Bu Shao, and was about to speak, but Jiang Huaiyang interrupted, "If you have something to tell you, go to the next room and say it." "It's like what's going on outside.

Zhao Rong had no opinion, turned around and went to the next room.

In this way, the little lady should not be able to hear Zhaorong call him. In fact, from the very beginning, he didn't want Zhaorong to find out about her, but he just saw her flustered appearance and wanted to tease her.