Rong Zhao smiled and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "No." ”

Then without waiting for the prince to ask again, he directly asked people to send him out.

She stood alone on the bridge for a while, and as the sun set, the wind became colder and colder, and she was all cold.

Qinghe, who went to send people away, turned back, and when he saw her here, he hurriedly persuaded: "The princess should go back to the room, it's windy here, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Qingluan shook his head at her, Qinghe was stunned, and looked at Rong Zhao's face carefully, but only saw an indifferent and cold side face.

"Princess?" She called again, and Rong Zhao came back to his senses.

She sighed and asked the sunset, "You say, why am I not a man?" ”

"How could the princess think that? The princess is a princess, and she is spoiled, and many people can't envy her. Qinghe said in a low voice.

"If I am the prince and the eldest son, do I still have to suffer the anger of that fool?" Rong Zhao shouted: "Do you really think that you can sit back and relax because you are the prince? The emperor's heart is the most unpredictable, he is good, he can't wait to write any thoughts on his face, and he doesn't know when he sells himself. ”

Qinghe Qingluan was shocked, and Qingluan hurriedly said: "Princess be cautious!" ”

Qinghe persuaded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is really not thoughtful, so I want the princess to assist, the princess must not be rash, if His Royal Highness the Prince loses power, the princess's life will not be easy, you and the Seventh Prince are brothers and sisters, one is prosperous, and one is lost." ”

Rong Zhao took a few deep breaths before he barely smoothed his breath, and his palms pulled out his nail prints.

"That's it." She sighed and let go of her hand, looked at the few months of tooth marks in her palm, and muttered, "There are so many perfect things in the world, and I have such a look and mind, and I am destined to lose something in other aspects." ”

"That's what I'm saying, the princess's talent and means are already better than thousands of people, and with such a look, it is really one in a million, and the princess must not be presumptuous." Qinghe took her hand and led her back.

Qingluan also said: "The princess hasn't eaten much, she must be hungry, the slave maid asked the small kitchen to prepare some good dishes for dinner, and the princess will cushion her stomach again?" ”

Rong Zhao bowed, "Go ahead." ”

*

It was night, the clouds gathered, the wind suddenly rose, the windows were blown squeaky and squeaked, and a few books were randomly placed on the small table by the window, and the pages were stirred by the wind.

The pale golden curtain rose in the wind, revealing the shadowy figures in the bath behind them.

Rong Zhao felt a little cold, got up and wiped the water, picked up the middle coat on the hanger and put it on, put on a thin cloak, and stepped on the carpet to go back to the bedroom.

Qinghe and Qingluan happened to come in, Qingluan handed a pear soup to Rong Zhao, and said in a low voice: "The day is fine, who would have thought that the sky would suddenly change at night, and I am afraid that it will rain tonight." ”

Qinghe closed the window and said, "The princess should change the quilt cover, an autumn rain and a cold night, it must be cold at night." ”

Rong Zhao took two sips of the porcelain cup, felt warm all over his body, and said casually: "You just look at it." ”

Her sleeves slid down, Qingluan glanced over, and exclaimed, "Princess, your wrist—"

"What's wrong?" Qinghe was startled, closed the last window, and hurriedly ran over.

"Ahh It's all a little swollen! Qinghe was so anxious that he couldn't do it, "The slave went to find the imperial doctor?" ”

"No, look at you guys, you're nervous, it's just that you've been bitten, and those who don't know think that this palace is going to die."

Rong Zhao put down the porcelain cup and said nonchalantly: "Go get some ointment to reduce swelling and stasis." ”

Qingluan's eyes were red, "The general's mouth is too ruthless, is he crazy?" ”

Rong Zhao's face froze, and he said coldly: "Go out." ”

Qinghe and Qingluan glanced at each other, wanted to speak and stopped, but they didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly left.

Rong Zhao got up and sat down in front of the dresser, picked up the jade comb and gently combed his long hair.

Her long hair was excellently maintained, black and smooth like satin, and it was not long before it was combed.

She looked at the beauty who didn't apply powder in the mirror, and then looked at her wrist, and her face suddenly froze, "Is it a dog......

As soon as the words fell, a soft sound suddenly came from the back window, Rong Zhao was startled, subconsciously got up, grabbed the dagger hidden under the dresser and protected it in front of him, and looked sharply at the direction of the back window.

The veil fluttered, and the next moment a dark shadow came straight towards her.

Rong Zhao squinted, listened to the footsteps and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, put down the dagger, and threw it on the stage casually, with a muffled "bang".

"General Liang is so bold to break into the princess's mansion privately, how many heads do you have?"

The big green hand brushed open the veil, revealing Liang Ci's handsome and tough face.

He stood three steps away from Rong Zhao, looked at her for a while, and suddenly stepped forward again.

Rong Zhao didn't move, and watched him approach as usual until he raised his hand.

Her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she slapped her directly, and Liang Ci didn't dodge it.

"Smack!"

The crisp slap made the person who walked to the door stunned for a moment, and then asked worriedly, "Princess, are you okay?" ”

Rong Zhao said coldly: "It's okay, don't come in." ”

"Princess?"

Qinghe asked again uneasily.

"This is Hongu's order."

"Yes......"

Qinghe and Qingluan glanced at each other and stood helplessly at the door.

Rong Zhao looked back at Liang Ci, "What kind of place are you supposed to be?" Get out of here—"

Her outstretched hand was suddenly grasped, Liang Ci lowered his eyes and looked at the blue and red tooth marks on her wrist, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't help rubbing his thumb.

His fingertips are rough, and the calluses left by years of martial arts practice are impossible to ignore.

Rong Zhao pursed his lips, "Let go." ”

"Tonight, the minister has come to ask the princess for the crime, the princess wants to beat or punish or kill, but let the minister give you medicine first, okay?"

Liang Ci finally spoke, and his voice was low and a little hoarse.

Rong Zhao glanced at him, shook off his hand vigorously, and turned back to sit back in the chair.

Liang Ci was not annoyed, he took out a small bottle from his arms, opened it and poured out some potion, rubbed it with his palm, and then he knelt on one knee, raised his eyes to look at Rong Zhao, and said helplessly: "The princess raised her noble hand?" ”

Rong Zhao smiled angrily, "You did a good job." ”

She lazily stretched out her hand, and the mottled tooth marks looked even more terrifying in the light of the candlelight.

Liang Ci paused, raised his hand to shake it, and kneaded and smeared it carefully.

His hand was very large, and it was more than enough to hold Rong Zhao's wrist.

In contrast, Rong Zhao became more and more petite, and Liang Ci couldn't help but rub the delicate skin for a while.

As soon as Rong Zhao was about to move, Liang Ci used some strength, held it and didn't let go, and said in a deep voice: "Today, the minister is crazy, the princess beats the minister, and the minister suffers, but the minister wants to ask clearly." ”

"What are you asking?" Rong Zhao stared at him coldly.

Even if Liang Ci was half-kneeling on the ground, he didn't see the slightest decline, he held Rong Zhao's palm tightly, and Rong Zhao's heart tightened when his palm was hot.

I only heard him grit his teeth and ask: "I heard that the princess has a sweetheart and wants to choose a horse?" ”

Lu Xingyue: Ah Sneeze -

(End of chapter)