Wen Chengyu had already left the Qingjiang Palace, but Wen Chao was still standing in place, looking straight at Jiang Ziyuan with his eyes.

System: "Host!" There's something weird about this warmth! The way she looked at the shards, her eyes were almost drawn! ”

Xiaotong began to exaggerate again.

But...... Wen Chao is indeed different from the original owner's memory.

A few days ago, Wen Chao was happy to show himself in bullying Jiang Ziyuan, but today he suddenly acted as if he was reluctant to get hurt.

"The second sister is not leaving, do you want me to send you in person?"

Wen Chao only brought two maids, Wen Yao was so powerful that she couldn't do anything at all.

But she still stubbornly stood in place for a while longer, her eyes flickering: "Eldest sister, the main point of the exchange is over." ”

Before leaving, Wen Chao turned his head to Jiang Ziyuan with a pitying smile: "Second Highness, take care." ”

Anyway, I want to leave a good impression on Jiang Ziyuan today.

—

The Qingjiang Hall finally fell silent.

Under the pretext that it was going to rain, Wen Yao led Bai Guo and Bai Zhi into the inner hall.

She said to Mo Zhu, who looked vigilant, "Help Your Highness in." ”

Immediately, he raised his chin slightly and gave an order to the guards he had brought.

The rest were waiting outside. There is no need to panic to check the movement of the competition, and do not enter the house without the order of the princess. ”

The guards whispered in unison, exchanging glances with each other—

Although Bai Zhi and Miss Bai Guo beside the eldest princess were women, even their ordinary guards were no match for her.

His Royal Highness Jiang Guo's Proton is afraid that he is going to suffer.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a discarded proton of the enemy country anyway.

—

"Angelica dahurica, ginkgo seeds, slowly destroy the furnishings in this house, and make the noise a little bigger."

There were only a few people in the room, Wen Yao's little finger pointed to the old bed and table, and arranged the tasks of the maid.

The two of them didn't hesitate, they pulled out their swords and slashed at the place where Wen Yao pointed.

They are the relatives of Wen Yao's mother who have been trained for her since she was a child, and in this deep palace, they can even disobey the emperor's orders for the princess.

The sound of furniture and swords colliding was endless, and the atmosphere between Wen Yao and the young man opposite was silent.

Mo Zhu stood in front of Jiang Ziyuan, his defensive color overflowing, and the young man who was protected by him also had deep eyes.

The two children are not yet twenty years old, and they are so guarded.

Wen Yao sighed slightly and softened her tone: "I read in the posthumous works of the sages, 'Anger and wrongdoing, the sage does not do it', the two countries have grievances, and they really shouldn't be angry with you." ”

System: Wow, the host is so cultured.

Wen Yao: Shhhh

The young man listened to Wen Yao's words, as if he was about to say something, his pale red and white lips moved, but he covered his mouth and coughed first.

Wen Yao subconsciously moved her fingers.

I wanted to hug the splinter and pat him on the back.

Jiang Ziyuan was a year younger than her, Wen Yao was half a palm taller than him, and when he looked down from above, he could see the thin and abrupt bones of the young man's cheeks.

It's all skinny and skinny.

The imperial dining room must not have sent good food to Qingjiang Palace.

System: Although the blackening value of the small fragment is 100 points this time, it ...... He's so pitiful that people want to touch and hug him.

"Princess...... understands the righteousness and admires Ziyuan. ”

The nine-year-old boy's eyes showed gratitude, as if he had seen the light of hope in a desperate situation, and he was afraid that it would be a mirage-like hope, so he quickly lowered his head.

At an angle that Wen Yao couldn't see, Jiang Ziyuan's lips hooked an interesting arc.