Wang Xiaolan was sent away by her, and of course Yan Jing wanted to come to Huo Xiang's house again.

The psychology is similar to, you want to see it, I don't let you watch it, but I want to see it, I can watch it at any time, no, I came to see it.

It's a little naïve, but Wan Yanjing doesn't think that she has always done what she wants.

When Yan Jing went, Steward Zhang took a clean cloth towel to wipe Huo Xiang's face "with affection".

Zhang Zhidong is in charge of Zhang, an old man in his fifties, with a little gray hair on his sideburns, not tall, thin, with a wide forehead, a square face, small eyes, and a slight beard under the chin, and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he laughs, looking honest and kind.

Wan Yanjing is familiar with him and unfamiliar with him, familiar is that they have known each other for seven years, Steward Zhang has always been Huo Xiang's housekeeper, and Huo Xiang is well-known and loyal, as the hostess of the palace, she has had a lot of contact with him, the housekeeper.

said that she was unfamiliar with it because she had never cared about this ordinary old man, and she heard that Huo Xiang was by his side before he was crowned king, but what kind of person this old man was before he became a housekeeper, why he followed Huo Xiang, and why he was sincere to Huo Xiang, she didn't know anything.

She had never thought much about it before, but Wang Xiaolan's visit today reminded her that even if Huo Xiang was seriously injured in the past few days, the house would be safe and sound. Maybe it's because Wang Xiaolan is secretly protecting outside the mansion, but is it possible because of some other existence?

Is Steward Zhang really just an ordinary steward?

Wan Yanjing began to recall Steward Zhang's words and deeds.

Manager Zhang's wife died early and had no children, and he served Huo Xiang as his own son, and every time he saw Huo Xiang, his face couldn't help but show pride and relief.

Huo Xiang was seriously injured, and Steward Zhang almost never left, but Huo Xiang's biological mother, the eldest princess, who lived in the palace, did not come to see him once.

Manager Zhang puts Huo Xiang first in everything.

Steward Zhang......

She suddenly had a bold idea.

Could Manager Zhang be Huo Xiang's father?

If Steward Zhang were thirty years younger, he would probably be able to call him a ...... Decent facial features?

Wan Yan Jing really can't arbitrarily manage things, even if he is thirty years younger, can he reach the point of having a beautiful face.

Since it doesn't rely on his face, maybe Steward Zhang is hidden and his martial arts are extraordinary.

When she was young, the eldest princess was not a face-seeker, and she was attracted by Steward Zhang's martial arts attainments......

Wan Yanjing's hair stood on end, and she quickly shook her head and threw out this evil speculation.

With her understanding of the eldest princess, as far as her eyes are above the top, she will make trouble at a glance if she looks ugly, if Steward Zhang really has something to do with her, Zhang Zhidong will definitely not be able to live leisurely in the palace at this time.

"The prince is really bad this time, it's a big crime." Steward Zhang wiped it gently, sighed and whispered softly, chattering and chattering and choking when he thought of the sad place.

is so affectionate, Wan Yanjing feels that they are a couple, and she, a decent lady, is an outsider.

The scene was too spicy, and Yan Jing was stunned, her expression was indescribable, and she admitted that her thoughts just now were really wild, and her suspicion of her mother-in-law was too offensive.

As for Steward Zhang's rickety little body, she didn't need a master to come, and she doubted that she could knock him down with one punch.

"Husband is better? Oops, I'm not here at the wrong time! Wan Yanjing stepped into the inner room, interrupting the affectionate harmony of the master and servant.

Steward Zhang hurriedly got up and saluted, and his respect for her, the princess, made it impossible to find fault.

"The prince is better. But...... When did the princess say this? ”

Looking at Steward Zhang's genuinely puzzled and earnestly inquiring face, Wan Yanjing was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, thinking that she was too dirty.

"It's nothing, you keep going, I'll just take a look."

Wan Yanjing looked around the environment of Lin'an Hall, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Huo Xiang's place was really good, every screen and painting won her heart, and all kinds of furnishings were full of charm and artistic conception.

The jade rabbit Yaochi candlestick carved from mutton fat jade, the gilded semi-hollow purple clay pot set, the mullioned wood coffee table that looks simple but cool to the touch, especially the huge tree hole bed, she likes it too much, I don't know what fabric of bedding Huo Xiang uses, the dark lines are like water, soft as clouds, and it looks very comfortable.

Wang Fulin of the previous dynasty originally placed a rare pear blossom wood stepping bed in the inner hall, but compared to this bed, it was far inferior, and this big bed of unknown material giant wood did not know where Huo Xiang got it from.

In addition to the purple sand tea set on the mullion wood coffee table, there is also a delicate blue and white porcelain plate, and only a thumb-length black and brown token is placed on the large plate.

Wan Yan walked over quietly, and casually picked up this small token with a peculiar texture and looked at it, the token is black and brown, although it is angular but polished and rounded.

I don't know if it's an illusion, as soon as I got close to this token, Wan Yanjing's original anxiety calmed down a little, and even the headache was much better, is this also a baby who is not cheap?

She is not surprised what kind of treasure it is, there are always a lot of good things in Huo Xiang's house.

For example, the warm jade that relaxes the muscles and invigorates the blood, the stone carving that calms the mind, and the medicinal ink that can be refined by refining hundreds of medicinal materials to cure a hundred poisons, she is rare to come, and it is not an exaggeration to take something by the way.

The small token has a small Hunan character written in hot stamping.

"What's this?" Wan Yanjing asked curiously.

Steward Zhang explained to her while cleaning up the wash basin: "That, I don't know which gift it is, it's vaguely a tribute in the palace, it is said to be a calming wood that can condense the soul and strengthen the soul, but it doesn't seem to be of much use to the prince, if the princess likes it, you can take it back and play with it, but I heard that this thing is a little expensive, and it needs to be kept well." ”

"Oh?" This token is small and cute, with a small round hole at the top, and you can also find a rope to wear and hang on your clothes to carry around, Wan Yanjing really likes it.

She was also polite: "Then I'll take it, I happened to be a little unsettled recently, by the way" she seemed to be casual and casually, "Not long ago, Wang Xiaolan came to me, saying that someone outside wanted to harm me and the prince, there is no master in the house, she wants me to go to the palace to dredge up the relationship with her and stay as a guard." ”

Steward Zhang's eyes widened a lot when he heard this: "This is a great thing, or Miss Wang is thoughtful, hey, what kind of bad person is going to harm the prince, Lao Zhang, my old arms and legs can't beat those powerful people, if Miss Wang can stay, then Lao Zhang can really breathe a sigh of relief." ”

Wan Yanjing squinted her eyes and carefully figured out Steward Zhang's expression, but she had never been very good at observing words and expressions, and at this time, she only felt that every wrinkle of Steward Zhang was where it should be, and she couldn't see any flaws at all.

"Hmph, my territory, Wang Xiaolan still wants to come in, it's a dream. I have always been kind to others, how could anyone come to harm me, it was just nonsense, I refused to send her away on the spot. Steward Zhang takes care of the prince hard, today I asked the small kitchen to give you a meal, there are still many things to be busy, I will go back before the time is early. ”

"Eh, princess, please slow down, how can you drive General Wang away? The princess has to think deeply, I think it's better to chase General Wang back quickly. Princess, don't leave yet, princess......"

Wan Yanjing ignored Steward Zhang's shouting in the back, and returned to his one-acre and three-point land with the newly obtained small token.

Her bedroom is also very comfortable, but it is far worse than the Lin'an Hall where Huo Xiang lives, and she kind of wants to sleep in that big tree hole, which looks really interesting.

Lin'an Hall, Lin'an Hall, she is the princess of Lin'an, shouldn't Lin'an Hall be her to live?

Huo Xiang was unconscious, she was the boss in the house at this time, and it seemed understandable to change rooms and sleep with Huo Xiang?

But just thinking about it, it's too cheap to really do this, and she Princess Lin'an can't afford to lose this person.

She flipped the token over and over again, put it on the bedside and went outside.

After a while, she rubbed her forehead again, and looked at the little token with an uncertain expression.

Only a few dozen steps away from the little token, her headache began to attack, even more intense than before, but as soon as she came back and approached the little token, the headache disappeared completely.

What the hell is this?