When Punch Yu left, a maid with a peach skirt was sending a Gu check to Nangong Ling's house.

The two passed by, and their eyes met.

Yes, within a moment of returning to Ruyi Pavilion, Qiu Cicada got the news.

She stepped forward and whispered, "Princess, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invites the prince to talk about it." ”

Punch lines move in mind.

Qiu Chan understood and immediately said: "At that time, the young ladies of each family will also go, and the prince should bring one person with him." ”

Even though Feng Jiutian is still a princess, the crime of being a traitor is here, and Nangong Ling will not take her there, so everyone knows who this candidate is.

Punchline nodded in satisfaction.

"There's another thing, though." Qiu Chan frowned again and said, "It seems that the prince doesn't plan to let Feng Jiutian fend for himself, and connived at Nangong Yue to take the secret guard to find Feng Jiutian. ”

Qiu Cicada thought that after saying the news, the witty words would be cold-faced, but who knew that he was in a good mood and hooked the corners of his mouth.

The punchline looked at the bronze mirror, revealing a sweet smile without any flaws.

"Princess, does this have a backhand?" This made the autumn cicada puzzled and asked tentatively.

"It's okay, I'm afraid she won't come back. After all, if I didn't have Feng Jiutian, I would have a lot less fun. The punchline said lightly.

Now, Qiu Chan understood now, and was busy complimenting, "It's still the princess who is thoughtful." ”

……

Joy Inn.

Feng Jiutian lay on the bed for another two days, and his injuries were finally better, at least he was able to stand up now.

It was inconvenient for her to go downstairs, so she could only push open the window to relieve her boredom.

came out a few times, either to escape for her life, or to go out on patrol with a purpose, and she hadn't taken a good look at this prosperous capital.

At this time, when she had the opportunity, leaning out of the window and looking at the long street, she had the illusion of looking at the painting.

Gorgeous and lively, outsiders are cold.

"What are you looking at, so fascinated?" Qin Huawu pushed the door in, just in time to see her thin back.

"Look at the world where I'll be at ease in the future." Feng Jiu said casually, and suddenly asked, "Why is it so lively outside today?" ”

Autumn is a busy season, but also a time of depression.

"I heard that the Great Yan Dynasty had a bumper harvest, and the prince held a banquet, although the people couldn't go in, they also followed the fun." Qin Huawu explained.

Feng Jiu was overwhelmed, no wonder it was so festive.

The original owner should not be very familiar with the crown prince of Dayan, and he has only vaguely seen it a few times in his memory.

The crown prince Nangong Chen is the third prince of Dayan, which is completely different from Nangong Ling's ruthless and murderous appetite.

He is gentle and elegant, cares about the people, and the next son of heaven who is the most satisfied in the hearts of the people has won the support of many people in the court.

If there were no accidents, he should be sitting firmly on this throne.

An autumn wind blows. Feng Jiutian couldn't help coughing lightly twice, pulling the injury of his collarbone, and frowned in unbearable pain for a while.

Qin Huawu behind her quickly approached and put on a soft coat for her.

He reluctantly advised, "It's autumn, your body can't stand the cold, go back quickly." ”

"Thank you." Feng Jiu leaned in response.

After a sweep, I saw the neighing of horses downstairs, and a tall horse appeared in front of the inn.

didn't wait for Feng Jiutian to see the person on the horse clearly.

"It's King Sheng!"

"King Sheng is here!"

The vendors below the inn quickly gave way and knelt down to kowtow in fear.

Except for the time of the march, it was the first time that Feng Jiutian saw the commotion caused by Nangong Ling's appearance in the crowd.

Compared with the benevolent heart of the prince today, she couldn't help but pout, Nangong Ling is really the material to be a tyrant.

was thinking about it, but saw Nangong Ling raise her head, and a pair of deep and sharp eyes happened to meet her eyes.

Immediately, he furrowed his eyebrows as always, and his already serious face was even more cold because of the curvature of the corners of his mouth.

I don't know, I think Feng Jiutian is his face-changing artifact.

Feng Jiutian didn't bother to look at him anymore, and reached out to close the window, but his throat was itchy.

She coughed, and her face turned pale.

"Don't move!" Qin Huawu quickly clicked her acupoint, lest she cough her ribs out of place, and then looked serious, "Offended." ”

After that, Feng Jiutian was picked up, and the cinnabar-colored skirt turned in the air and pulled out an arc, like a begonia flower blooming, unexpectedly soft.

When Feng Jiutian reacted, the person had already been placed on the bed in the house.

Outside the building, Nangong Ling's eyes were heavy, looking at the scene of the two disappearing from the window, her face was dripping.

He seemed to finally understand why Qin Huawu, the young valley lord, stayed in the capital for many days but never left......

As he clenched his fists, there was movement from one of the two carriages parallel behind him.

"It's my sister-in-law!"

The curtain of a carriage was lifted, and Nangong Yue came out of it in a hurry.

She couldn't wait to get out of the car.

"Shadow Seven, with the princess and ...... Feng Jiu leaned back. He said coldly.

The dark guard called Shadow Seven was slightly stunned, and immediately noticed the people watching around, and then understood Nangong Lingwei's intention to call Feng Jiutian the princess in front of people.

After all, the people knew that the princess was a traitor, but they didn't know that the princess's name was Feng Jiutian.

Dark Seven was in a delicate mood, but he took the order, picked up Nangong Yue, who couldn't wait, and went straight to the inn.

……

As soon as Feng Jiutian sat down, he heard a knock on the door outside the house, "Sister-in-law!" ”

When Feng Jiu was stunned, Qin Huawu had already opened the door.

Nangong Yue pounced in from outside, teary eyes, like a puppy who had finally found a home, and barked excitedly and aggrievedly, "Sister-in-law, I miss you so much!" ”

Feng Jiu touched her head, but there were some doubts in her heart.

Nangong Ling actually sent Nangong Yue to her in person?

Downstairs, the sound of horses' hooves was far away, and the wheels of the car ran over the floor, fading away.

"Your lord is going to the palace." Qin Huawu glanced at the direction in which Nangong Ling went, "I want to come to the banquet?" ”

Dark Seven never talks nonsense.

He poured out to Feng Jiu and said, "Princess, the prince has an order, please go back to the house." ”

Feng Jiu's expression did not change, and he was not surprised.

Nangong Yue was afraid that she would not agree, so her little head arched into Feng Jiutian's arms and refused to get up.

Feng Jiu looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and then replied, "Okay." ”

"It's okay to go, but as a healer, I have to remind you." Qin Huawu knew that she couldn't stop people, so she simply told a few words.

Dark Seven put on a posture of saying and listening to me.

"Even if she returns home, her body needs to be meditated and cultivated." He reminded emphatically, and then took out a pen and paper and wrote down the required medicinal materials one by one, especially noting that the broken bones should be changed once every three days.

This serious appearance was very different from the lazy appearance in the past, and Feng Jiutian looked at him twice.

Qin Huawu seemed to notice it and chuckled. With such a feminine face and such a smile, he is a very romantic person.

"If your Shengwang Mansion treats you badly, a patient, tell the Lord of this Shaogu and I will take you away."

Feng Jiu twitched the corner of his mouth and held his forehead, "You can shut up." ”

If you want to say that he is not afraid of death, he is the first person.

How dare you say such a thing in front of Nangong Ling's secret guard?