The efficiency of Dali Temple is high, and it is also pinched, the eldest princess takes a lunch break as usual, and the steward spreads it, and Han Liangan, the young secretary of Dali Temple, is here.

Since the death of her only son, the eldest princess has rarely contacted the court officials except for holding a flower viewing party.

She has met Han Liangan several times, but she is not familiar with her, and she has no other friendship at all.

Han Liangan didn't come by himself, and he also brought a Si Zhi surnamed Ma. The eldest princess's mansion didn't see Liao Haohai.

Han Liangan was born in the Han family of the Jiangzhou family, and he had confidence in his waist, and after saluting the eldest princess, he looked left and right very casually: "I heard that the assassin has not been captured yet, has the county lord of Huizhen been frightened?" ”

The eldest princess's heart trembled, and her face did not show it: "Thank you Han Shaoqing for your care, the county lord is safe and sound." ”

Han Liangan sighed: "There are no men in the Eldest Princess's Mansion, and the assassins are unscrupulous. ”

The eldest princess's face was stained with thin anger: "Han Shaoqing, what does this mean?" Han Shaoqing looks down on this palace? ”

Since the death of her only son, the eldest princess has been a low-key person, from the main palace to the humble old body. Han Liangan's house stimulated her royal princess's momentum.

"Weichen doesn't dare, don't dare. The eldest princess was angry, and Weichen was just conveying the will of the saint. The saint cares about the eldest princess and the county lord, and if the assassin cannot be captured for a long time, he is afraid that the eldest princess's safety will be threatened. If the eldest princess is willing, she can go back to the palace for a while......"

"No need!" The eldest princess scolded loudly, "The assassin can't be captured, it's because your Dali Temple is incompetent!" It's you Han Liangan who is incompetent! ”

The eldest princess called Han Liangan by his name, and looked at Han Liangan sternly.

Han Liangan laughed: "The saint is just a good intention, don't blame the eldest princess......"

The eldest princess was furious and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Wechen is handling the case...... Ma Sizhi, hurry up and keep up! ”

The steward led the group of Dali Temple to the back garden.

The eldest princess's clenched palm loosened: "Green Lotus Luping, follow them." ”

"Slaves obey!"

The eldest princess instructed the other maids: "Go down to the county lord's building, if any of them disturb the county lord, they will be killed!" ”

"Slaves obey!"

After arranging all this, the eldest princess looked solemn: "We, go to the attic." ”

No matter how well the eldest princess is maintained, it is difficult to go to the attic. She used to climb to the attic often, but she hadn't gone up since she had fallen down the narrow staircase three years earlier.

Now for the sake of her precious granddaughter, the eldest princess plucked up the courage and went upstairs again.

Lord Huizhen heard the movement, and he had already gone from the third floor to the second floor to greet his grandmother: "Grandmother, grandmother." She was still bare-white, stepping on the heavy carpet. In the past ten years, she has hardly worn shoes, but a pair of natural feet, small and exquisite, endearing.

The eldest princess looked at Lord Huizhen lovingly. Snow-white skin, ink-like hair like a waterfall, and a very beautiful face, like a fairy in the sky. She sighed inwardly. It's that her true child is so beautiful, because she is worried, for fear of causing trouble. But her true son, who has been hiding for fifteen years, has not been able to escape the world after all. She can't protect Huizhen for the rest of her life, so far, Mu Ting is the most suitable person she thinks can protect Zhen'er in the next life.

The eldest princess was anxious in her heart, but her face was not obvious: "My true son, how are you doing today?" ”

"Good!" Lord Huizhen said happily, "Today's grandmother's flower viewing party is very fun. ”

The eldest princess sighed again in her heart. Her true son doesn't know the sinister way of the world, and there are assassins, but she only thinks it's funny. Such a true child, once it comes down from the attic, will be torn apart by those with bad intentions.

"Then Zhen'er told grandmother, which Langjun do you like the most at today's flower viewing party?"

Huizhen Junjun pulled the eldest princess upstairs: "Grandmother, Zhen'er has already painted his appearance." ”

Although the attic can have a clear view of the princess's mansion, Zhen'er can't see the faces of the people below. The eldest princess held on to little hope, and went upstairs with her granddaughter to the drawing board. The eldest princess's eyes widened suddenly, looking at a touch of dark color on the drawing board, she was surprised: "Is this the Langjun that Zhen'er likes?" ”

Lord Huizhen has been raised in the attic for thirteen years, and his nature is straightforward, and he said: "Zhen'er likes him and thinks he is very interesting. ”

The depression brought by Han Liangan disappeared because of Hui Zhen's words. The eldest princess was overjoyed and asked tentatively, "Is Zhen'er willing to marry him?" ”

"Is it a marriage?" Lord Huizhen pondered, "Is he going to marry into the attic?" ”

The eldest princess said lovingly: "It is my true son who wants to marry from the attic." ”

Lord Huizhen shook his head: "No, grandmother, Zhen'er doesn't come out of the attic." If you want to get married, let him marry in the attic. ”

The eldest princess sighed: "My true son, you can't hide in the attic all your life." After all, you will marry and have children. Maybe it's because your grandmother dotes on you too much and pampers you, so you hide in the attic for more than ten years. ”

"Don't get married, don't go out of the attic." Lord Huizhen shook his head like a rattle.

The eldest princess still wanted to persuade her, and the maid turned her head from the window: "Eldest princess, a strange man is rushing towards the attic!" ”

The eldest princess walked quickly to the window, and as expected, Han Liangan was leading the servants of Dali Temple through the weeping flower gate and went straight to the attic.

The eldest princess was angry and annoyed: "This damn Han Liangan! ”

In a blink of an eye, Han Liangan had already approached the attic, looked up at the attic and shouted, "Who is in the attic?" ”

The female guards rushed out and gathered in front of the attic: "Who are you?!" ”

Han Liangan put his hands behind his back, laughed a few times, and suddenly changed his face: "This official is Han Liangan, the young secretary of Dali Temple, who is ordered to investigate the case, and this official will see who dares to stop it!" ”

"Han Liangan! This attic is the granddaughter of the palace, the lord of Huizhen! If you want to search for thieves, and you don't search anywhere else, but you come here, what kind of heart do you have? The eldest princess stretched out her head and scolded Han Liangan in person.

"Oh, it turns out that this is the attic where Lord Huizhen lives." Han Liang'an didn't smile, "The eldest princess is not strange, it is really just the official who investigated the scene of the assassination, and found that the clues of the gangsters actually came towards the attic." The official was worried about the safety of the eldest princess, so he pursued it regardless of it. ”

The eldest princess said: "Everyone saw it today, but the villain rushed to the outside of the mansion and never came to the attic. The palace heard that Han Shaoqing had always been confused, and the investigation of the case was even more indistinguishable from wrong, could it be that Han Shaoqing made a mistake? ”

The eldest princess slandered Han Liangan to the point of being useless, and a trace of gloom flashed on Han Liangan's face: "Although the eldest princess is far away from the court, she really knows a lot about this official." ”

This remark satirizes the eldest princess's fake appearance, far away from the court on the surface, but in fact she is ambitious, and her heart can be punished.

"Han Shaoqing is really confused, which official is a good official and which official is not good, the people are clear in their hearts, where is the need to inquire in this palace?" The eldest princess said contemptuously.

"Huh. The eldest princess is really good at laughing. No matter how bad this official is, it is also an official position personally granted by the Holy One. If the eldest princess has a beak, she can go to the saint to participate in the official copy. Han Liangan still smiled without smiling, "By the way, if the eldest princess still blocks the Dali Temple from handling the case, the official will suspect that the eldest princess is suspected of harboring gangsters." Even...... That villain was instructed by the eldest princess! ”

"Han Shaoqing really reversed black and white, which is despicable. Back then, Qin Yushi was involved in your confused handling of the case, and it was really right! ”

Han Liangan was not annoyed, but said leisurely: "It seems that the eldest princess likes Qin Yushi very much, but it's a pity that the saint is wise, and she saw through Qin Yushi's evil intentions to shake the country's capital, and expelled him from the Jingshi." The implication is that the eldest princess is going to come against the saint.

"Grandmother, what is the man down there talking nonsense?" Lord Huizhen listened, and suddenly asked his grandmother.

"I can really see it clearly today, the gangster is fleeing outside. Is he really going into Ma'er's attic? Zhen'er doesn't like him. ”

The eldest princess said with relief: "Don't be afraid, grandmother will definitely protect Zhen'er and not let that person step into the attic." ”

"Zhen'er wants to see how ugly that person is born when he speaks so ugly that he makes my grandmother angry."

As the county lord of Huizhen spoke, he was about to stick his head out.

"Absolutely never!" The eldest princess exclaimed.