A dreamless night.

There was also the sound of light rain outside the window.

Wan Yanjing opened her eyes, and she slept well this night.

It's just that......

She looked at Huo Xiang, who was almost half-pressed under her, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Gently lifted the head resting on Huo Xiang's chest, removed the arms and legs that were pressing him, and got off the bed as if nothing had happened.

After washing, Wan Yan sat quietly in front of the mirror and combed his hair.

She didn't dream last night and slept okay, but her face was still very bad.

The comb went down from the top, and a large clump of hair fell with it.

Huo Xiang woke up, but the situation did not improve, and her sleeping position in the morning also proved that her "nocturnal wandering syndrome" was still there.

After finishing Yan Jing put on her makeup and returned to the radiant princess, Huo Xiang let out a "sigh" and got up from the bed.

Wan Yanjing looked at the mirror, but she was actually observing Huo Xiang's actions behind her through the mirror.

The robe was already prepared and put aside, Huo Xiang reached out and fiddled with it, then lifted the clothes up and looked left and right, and measured them on his body.

After the comparison, Huo Xiang actually put the clothes back the way they were, and sat on the bed and didn't know what he was waiting for.

Wan Yanjing hung up her ears and asked, "You don't dress well, what are you doing there?" ”

Huo Xiang's movements stiffened for a moment, and his eyes wandered left and right: "Ben... This king has just recovered from a serious illness, and it is inconvenient to dress, and there is no one to help? ”

Wan Yanjing turned around and stared at Huo Xiang, until Huo Xiang's heart was empty, before answering his question slowly.

"I see that your two arms are very good, what inconvenience can there be, I don't even forget how to get dressed."

"Yes, I forgot."

After Yan Jing's outfit was almost tidied up, she went to the outer hall for breakfast, and by the way, she called a small servant to help Huo Xiang dress.

The breakfast in the palace is very rich, because the prince woke up, today's breakfast specifications have been raised by several levels, and there is a plate of cherries next to the table.

The cherries are set aside on ice, each with an enticing sweet aroma.

Huo Xiang was late, Wan Yanjing had already finished breakfast, and was holding the book while reading and eating the plate of cherries, when she saw Huo Xiang coming, she pushed the cherries in front of him.

The prince has not yet arrived, and the princess has already eaten almost by herself, which shows that she is used to being casual in the palace, and he, the original owner of the prince, does not have much deterrent power.

The action of pushing cherries is so skillful and natural, which shows that their previous relationship with the couple should be good, and the original owner is also a person who is keen on cherries.

After Huo Xiang thought about it, he sat opposite Wan Yan Jing, picked up the jade-inlaid wooden chopsticks and began to eat.

While eating, Wan Yanjing seemed to look at him, and that gaze was impossible to ignore.

Huo Xiang raised his head and met Yan Jing's beautiful eyes with a smile.

"Try this cherry, this year's fruit is exceptionally sweet."

Huo Xiang nodded, and under Wan Yanjing's gaze, he reached out and took a cherry and put it in his mouth.

The ratio of sweet and sour cherries is about seven sour three, and the taste is just right.

On a summer day, it's a real treat to eat a chilled cherry.

Wan Yanjing watched Huo Xiang eat a cherry, and then another one, not knowing what he was thinking, but his face was silent.

There were no maids here, just the two of them.

Wan Yan waited for Huo Xiang to finish eating the whole plate of cherries, and then smiled and said casually: "The prince never eats cherries, as soon as he eats cherries, he will be nauseous and vomiting, just at home, if you go outside, don't miss it." ”

After speaking, she didn't look at Huo Xiang's face, and left the hall with the notebook.

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In the study, Gan Tang sorted out the posts handed by his subordinates that needed the princess's decision into a stack and put them on Wan Yanjing's desk.

The news of Huo Xiang's waking up sent someone to deliver the news to the palace yesterday, but there was no mention of his amnesia.

I heard that the saint was overjoyed, but I don't know if this joy was a play made by the saint or the oil and vinegar of the messenger below.

Wan Yanjing turned the page, and it was a gift list for the full moon banquet of the eldest grandson of the right minister.

The palace plans to send a set of doll jewelry inlaid with gold and jade, which is expensive.

"The inventory in the house is a little stretched, and the rewards of the last Holy Sect have almost been consumed." Gan Tang whispered.

Wan Yanjing didn't care too much about this: "Don't worry about this, didn't the prince wake up?" Although the Wuxuan Wangfu is poor, the Wuxuan King is rich. ”

If it weren't for Wan Yanjing's tone being too calm, it would be more like a sarcasm.

"Is there any movement outside about King Wu Xuan's awakening?"

"A lot, the news just spread yesterday, I heard that some teahouses have started to tell some stories about the prince this morning. But what the reaction was in the palace and at the court, I don't know. After Gan Tang finished speaking, he whispered to Wan Yanjing

"Lord Wang, this has changed too much, do you want to invite the national teacher to take a look."

Wan Yanjing smiled and said, "He'll come." ”

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Imperial Mausoleum, Garrison Division.

Wang Xiaolan finished the day's morning exercise and returned to the premises to wash herself.

She is the only one in the guards of the Imperial Mausoleum.

Of course, she is the only female general in the entire Great Qin establishment.

This special allowed her to get a separate living compound.

Today she rested, but Deputy Chief Wang had no intention of going out to be happy.

She was incompatible with a group of colleagues who were loyal to Goolan and the Teaching Workshop Division during the rest of the year.

Back in the bedroom, Wang Xiaolan keenly noticed that someone had entered her room.

A letter was neatly placed on her desk.

Wang Xiaolan did not read the letter immediately, but took out a copy of "Daqin Travel Chronicles" from the bedside, and interpreted the meaning of the letter according to the content on the letter and the page number of the travel journal.

After reading it, Wang Xiaolan burned the letter on a candle, and hid "Daqin Youzhi" in the hidden place at the head of the bed again.

The candlelight in the daytime was faintly colored, reflecting Wang Xiaolan's slightly worried eyes.

The letter was a message from Bai Ze, saying that the prince had woken up, but he had lost his memory, he didn't even recognize Steward Zhang, and his personality had changed greatly, as if he had changed someone.

"Bang bang bang, Deputy Guard Chief Wang, are you at home?"

Someone suddenly knocked on the door outside the small courtyard.

Wang Xiaolan put her weapon behind her, walked outside the courtyard and opened the door, and there were two imperial tomb guards, one tall and one short, standing at the door.

As soon as the tall man saw her open the door, he instantly smashed it with a punch.

"Stinky, it was you who sued us with the commander? I'm tired of crooked you......"

Wang Xiaolan took a step back, dodged the punch, and then kicked the tall man out with a kick.

The short man also rushed up, and Wang Xiaolan twisted his wrist and unloaded his arm.

Wang Xiaolan raised her eyebrows and looked at the seven or eight thousand and hundred households outside the house that were about the same level as her.

She flicked her hair back, her chin slightly raised, and her eyes swept sharply over the men who surrounded her.

"Not only yesterday, but the day before yesterday, I also told the commander that you had a private gambling party. The guards of the stately mausoleum, either looking for fun in the courtyard of the fence or gambling, deserve to be rectified, I still think how long can you endure it, this will ...... This deputy guard commander happens to have nowhere to fire, so let's go together! ”