After dinner, Yun Zhaoyue had to help Lingxi go to the kitchen to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and by the way, study what to eat tomorrow morning.

Half an hour passed, and Shen Beiyan's eyes returned to darkness, leaving Yanzhu by his side to take care of him.

"Yanzhu, what do you think of the princess?"

Yanzhu was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what Shen Beiyan meant, but he still replied seriously: "The slave thinks that the princess is very good, smart and hard-working, none of the people who treat him dare to make mistakes, and he can also heal, and the most important thing is that he is very sincere to ......the prince."

"No, I mean," Shen Beiyan paused, "do you think she really listens to Liu?" ”

Yanzhu didn't react for a while: "What is true, the princess is not married from Xiangguo Mansion, and she looks exactly like Miss Yun we have seen before, how can it be fake?" ”

"Will there really be a young lady of the family with such exquisite medical skills, even surpassing the doctors of the Tai Hospital?"

Shen Beiyan frowned, "Also, Mrs. Xiangguo's pampered concubine is something that everyone in Beijing has heard of, but today in Xiangguo's Mansion, the two of them are almost like enemies of life and death." ”

"Did you pay attention to her palms?"

"That's a cocoon that only people who work all year round have."

After a pause, all the details that he had never noticed in the past poured into his mind, making him feel scared in hindsight.

"That'...... Then the prince, could it be that the princess was also sent over there to monitor us like the side concubine? ”

"Or ...... Why don't we go to the Xiangguo Mansion and ask? ”

Shen Beiyan shook his head, "At least I can guarantee that she is not the one in the palace." ”

Yanzhu also reacted after realizing it, just from the performance of entering the palace that day, no matter how you look at the princess, it seems that she has an enmity with the emperor!

"Then we ......," Yanzhu also paused, "but the princess really treats us very well." ”

Shen Beiyan didn't say anything, but said lightly: "Let's take a look." ”

Yun Zhaoyue got up early in the morning, and when Lingxi was still helping Yun Zhaoyue to make up, he saw Yanzhu pushing the door in the bronze mirror.

"Princess, the carriage outside has been prepared, and the things you want have been placed on the carriage with you."

Yun Zhaoyue nodded, finished inserting the hairpin on her head, got up and said, "It's just right, we can also go, Yanzhu will work hard for you to take care of the prince in the house." ”

Yanzhu looked at Yun Zhaoyue with a worried face.

"Is the princess really okay, this kind of large-scale banquet is entered by post, if the prince hasn't had an accident in the past, it will be fine, no one in Beijing doesn't give the prince a few thin noodles, but now it's ......"

He didn't say it, but the implication was obvious, since Shen Beiyan lost power, these high-ranking dignitaries in Beijing had long since stopped taking Ning Wangfu in their eyes, and most of the promotion of An Rongrong was due to her father's current face.

Now Yun Zhaoyue rushed over, and he didn't know how much he would have to be pointed at.

Yun Zhaoyue put on the shawl handed by Lingxi and smiled faintly, "The more they look down on Ning Wangfu, the more I want to make them sad!" ”

The address of Mrs. Lin'anhou to hold the hairpin party was selected in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing, and when the carriage arrived, there were not many nobles in Beijing.

Yun Zhaoyue got out of the carriage and led the Lingxi Trail to the courtyard.

When he arrived at the door, he was stopped by the little guy from the Lin'an Hou Mansion, and he stretched out his hand towards Yun Zhaoyue, "Where did you come from, the post?" ”

Yun Zhaoyue said politely: "I am from Ning Wangfu, I looked at the invitation list from your side before I came, and there is a quota for Ning Wangfu on it." ”

The little guy looked Yun Zhaoyue up and down for a long time, and said impatiently: "It doesn't matter what your identity is, we only recognize posts here!" ”

was in a stalemate, Yun Zhaoyue caught a glimpse of another noble lady coming to her side, and the little girl at the door immediately smiled all over her face, nodded and welcomed people into the door, without mentioning the post at all.

"Why didn't you ask her for a post?"

The little guy sneered, "I don't look at the identity of others, that is the daughter of the current Hubu Shangshu, the future Fifth Imperial Princess, how can you be compared to others?" ”

Yun Zhaoyue's heart suddenly understood, obviously when she dismounted, this little guy had already recognized her identity, but he was just trying to make things difficult for her!

Thinking of this, Yun Zhaoyue turned sideways and said a few words to Lingxi, Lingxi's eyes were a little hesitant, but she still obediently ran back to the carriage.

The little servant looked at their master and servant and exchanged words, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

What can a waste wife marry a waste have? The woman is dependent on her husband's momentum, and now her husband is paralyzed on the bed and is a useless waste, what kind of storm can a woman raised in the boudoir turn over?

The little guy looked at the more and more high-door carriages coming behind Yun Zhaoyue, and impatiently reached out and pushed Yun Zhaoyue.

"Let go, don't get in the way if you don't go in, there are so many dignitaries and dignitaries in the back, what identity are you standing in the way here?"

Yun Zhaoyue didn't let or get annoyed, so she stood firmly in the middle of the road and smiled at the little girl.

"I can't go, or anyone else will miss a good show!"

Before the little girl could react to what she meant, Lingxi was already hurrying over with something like a stick wrapped in a cloth.

Yun Zhaoyue took the stick, pulled it a few times, raised her hand and shook it, and the rags outside fell to the ground, instantly revealing a well-maintained sword.

Without waiting for the little guy to react, she pulled out her long sword and slammed the sword towards the little guy's head with a cold glow!

The little guy subconsciously raised his hand to resist, and with a stroke, the long sword slashed, and the blood splashed all over half of the little guy's face.

Yun Zhaoyue actually chopped off three of his fingers directly!

"Ahhh

The little guy screamed miserably, and the whole person fell to his knees in pain.

The guards watching the play on both sides finally realized that something was wrong, and immediately rushed forward and drew their swords at Yun Zhaoyue.

"This is the Lin'an Hou Mansion, how can you be presumptuous at will?"

As soon as the words fell, I heard sharp-eyed family members watching outside and couldn't help muttering.

"Isn't this the Moon Asking Sword that the Holy Lord has been wearing by his side before?"

"That's right, I entered the palace by chance a few years ago, and I was lucky enough to see the saint take it out and appreciate it!"

"How could this Moon Sword be in her hands?"

Yun Zhaoyue looked at their half-drawn long knives, raised the sword that was still stained with blood, and sneered.

"Back then, King Ning sent troops to Zhennan, the sword given by the Holy Lord, seeing the sword as if the Holy Lord was coming in person, what are you, you dare to draw your sword against me!"

The guards were stunned, and they looked left and right for a while, and they all saw the hesitation on each other's faces.

"We have to believe what you say, who knows if you, a crazy woman who hurts people in public, will say any nonsense?"

Yun Zhaoyue tilted her head slightly towards a few guards and chuckled.

"Why don't we wait for the queen mother to arrive, and ask the queen mother together to see if what I said is true or false."

"Only then, the sword will not hang in front of you, but into your heart!"