The veins at the bottom of her eyes seem to be the husband she can entrust for life.

On the way back to Chang'an, Fu Yan encountered the Assassins, who were injured when Cui Jiao's passenger ship was attacked by the Sailors at night, and his guards were assigned to rescue her.

Fortunately, those assassins wanted to save Niu Gongwei and had no time to besiege him, but Niu Gongwei had already been transported back to Chang'an by a ship, and the assassins pounced, and finally were killed by the Yi guards.

Cui Jiao is not an ungrateful person, Fu Yan saved her, but also injured because of this, she was very grateful, she heard the family order that there was no female history available on the ship, so she volunteered to help Lin Lin clean and treat the wound for Fu Yan, when the wound was bandaged halfway, the originally weak Fu Yan suddenly attacked, reached out and pinched her, that force really wanted her to die, couldn't breathe air, the pain of dying made her survive, she deceived him with the most intimate tone, as if infatuated.

Fu Yan ate this set, she was lucky to survive, and then the family order told her that she was blessed, Fu Yan wanted to keep her to serve, Fu Yan never liked people to be close, and she was the only one who stayed.

Nanxing also said this, it can be seen that Fu Yan is crazy, who would be willing to serve a master who will go crazy and kill people at any time, but when he thinks that there are many benefits to serving him well, Cui Jiao is also willing to please him, even if he is afraid of death.

Cui Jiao carefully raised her arm and stroked Fu Yan's chest, through the fabric, it was the wound, she muttered, "Your Highness hurts here, and the concubine also pities Your Highness." ”

Why should the prince be pitied by others? This sentence is already arrogant, she is just an orphan daughter with no father, no mother and no power, Fu Yan let her be the palm of the book, Fu Yan is also her lord, this is like he is a useless and cowardly waste, and she wants her to give mercy.

Fu Yan let go.

Cui Jiao bit her lip, looked at him timidly, and didn't see anger on his face, so she obediently withdrew her hand from his chest, and picked up the ink strip to look at the nose and nose and heart.

There is a drum sound outside the window, this should be the bell and drum tower side of the side, the whole Taiji Palace is divided into three parts by two palace walls, the easternmost is the East Palace, the center is under the jurisdiction of the Son of Heaven, the west of the Yeting Palace not only lives in the palace maids, Yeting Yongxiang also lives in the criminal officials and daughters who were not enslaved because of their crimes.

Listen to Nanxing said, the previous two generations of emperors are living in the Taiji Palace, the saint also lived here in the early years, there are two bell and drum towers in the palace are located in the southeast and southwest corners of the Taiji Palace, used for the evening political report of the court, but the saint later suffered from wind paralysis, the inner courtyard of the Taiji Palace is low-lying and damp, not suitable for the condition of the saint, the saint moved to the Daming Palace with the harem, and now only the East Palace still lives in the Taiji Palace, and most of the rest are vacant.

He is the only one living in such a big palace, and I don't know if he is lonely?

As soon as this thought came out, Cui Jiao stopped it, how could he feel lonely if a person like Fu Yan didn't enter, this spacious and quiet palace was exactly what he wanted.

Cui Jiao sharpened the ink and silently retreated to the side.

Fu Yan slightly turned his face, "Literacy?" ”

Cui Jiao was so soft that she didn't dare to look at the official document in his hand because she was literate, for fear that he would notice it, and then there would be trouble again.

Fu Yan narrowed her eyes, she confessed her life experience after being rescued, Cui's distant branch, although there is a name for the Anointing Liang clan, in fact, it is no different from ordinary people, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone used in reading and literacy are quite expensive and money, and the people who can afford to read are only a few, they are willing to do their best to provide for the children of the family, they are looking forward to them being able to win in one fell swoop, and they can glorify the lintel, but the girl can not conduct scientific examinations, and rarely waste money to educate them to read and write.

"Aya and Brother taught their concubines to read and write," Cui Jiao whispered.

Fu Yan took out a scroll and gave it to her, "Copy a copy of it." ”

Cui Jiao opened a look, it was actually a volume of the book (1), the volume is the current policy, on the Lingnan Provincial Governor Shi Niu Gongwei rebellion, elaborate on its harm, make a "cattle thief extinguished, Chi Fang Xing" conclusion, to the end of the signature is Guo Shoushan.

Cui Jiao sat in front of another bookcase, spread out the paper, took the pen and dipped the ink to copy, the beautiful and delicate hairpin flower Xiaokai was shown under the pen, and when the name was left, I heard Fu Yan say, "Anonymous." ”

Cui Jiao wrote the word "anonymous" and handed him the paper.

Fu Yan looked at it, rolled the paper into the bamboo shaft, and rang the golden bell hanging on the desk.

The family order came in from outside, Fu Yan handed him the bamboo shaft, and without saying a word, he understood it and left.

The paper is Cui Jiao's handwriting, Cui Jiao doesn't know what Fu Yan is used for, and she is a little apprehensive in her heart, the most common practice of literate girls is the original hairpin flower Xiaokai created by Mrs. Wei in the past and Wang Youjun's calligraphy, although it is anonymous, but you can guess that it is a girl's handwriting by looking at the handwriting.

Fu Yan swept her uneasy look, "There are a lot of girls in the hairpin flower club, what are you afraid of?" ”

Cui Jiao couldn't stop arguing, although there are many girls who will, they may not be able to recognize her, but it is difficult to guarantee it, but if she is in danger, she will inevitably confess that he asked her to write it, and no one should think about it.

She folded her hands on her knees, raised her head to look at Fu Yan, and said to Ai Ai, "The concubine is not afraid, the concubine knows that His Royal Highness will protect the concubine." ”

Coquettish again.

Fu Yan paused slightly, opened his eyes with a cold face and continued to manage the government.

Cui Jiao lowered her head, calmly by his side, and passed the time with her fingers around her hair.

The sound of water dripping in the leak was ticking, like hypnosis, Cui Jiao was so sleepy that she took a nap, and it was not until the time passed that Fu Yan finished reading the thick stack of official documents on the case, and he was together, Cui Jiao was a lot more sober no matter how sleepy she was, and she quickly got up and followed him to Chongwen Palace.

The cool breeze in the Chongwen Hall was gusting, and Cui Jiao really saw the wind turquoise stone that the female historian said was smaller than what she saw in the queen's place, and she still had the leisure to think of King Xiang, and the wind and pine stone in King Xiang's mansion was smaller.

She followed Fu Yan into the side hall, there is a bath inside, Fu Yan is to bathe, to be a prince, even to bathe and be served, she is the palm of the book, this kind of thing originally didn't need her, but who called her the only one who can get close to Fu Yan, such an errand fell on her head.

She is just a little lady who has just passed the end of time, and she doesn't even recognize a few Lang Jun, but now she wants to untie the clothes of a man she has only known for a few days, thinking about it, she is angry and ashamed, but she has no choice but to step forward.

"Wait outside," Fu Yan said, turning his back to her.

Cui Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and did not forget to tell him softly, "Your Highness's wound must not touch the water." ”

Then they retreated to the outside of the temple.

She didn't wait long, Fu Yan changed into a loose silk silk shirt and came out.

The two entered the inner hall one after the other, Cui Jiao saw clearly that this hall was really noble, the furnishings were very simple, there was a white porcelain vase on the table, a few pomegranate flowers were inserted at this time, only a set of jasper green tea sets were placed, a few pairs of Wang Youjun and Zhong Xuan's words were hung on the right wall, a few long knives and bows and arrows were hung on the left, there was an incense case under it, a red coral was placed on it, and the incense ball with gold mantis pattern was hung on it, and the Ruilin incense was slightly scattered.

The sleeping palace where the prince lives should be covered with leopards, it seems too empty and simple here.

Fu Yan sat on the banquet, the silk silk dress on her body was slightly open, and it was visible that the inside was strong and the wound on it.

The wound was bandaged before, and he went to the gauze that wrapped the wound himself, the wound was hideous and ugly, and when he was injured, he was still bleeding, Cui Jiao was afraid that he would die, and he would have to pay for his life.

Cui Jiao found the medicine box in the basket and came to give him the medicine, she squatted in front of him, he kept his eyes closed, Cui Jiao thought he was asleep, he suddenly asked, "Will you play polo?" ”

Cui Jiao can't even ride a horse, let alone polo, but she has to show that she is a little useful, "The concubine can bow." ”

She really knows how to juju, and she used to play at home a lot.

Fu Yan lifted her eyes, looked down at her, looking down from above, the girl was extraordinarily soft, her eyes were cut, her nose and cherry lips, and the delicate and greasy white flesh under the tulle skirt on her body loomed under his eyes, a charming little lady who couldn't play polo.

The ancestors of the Liang Dynasty won the world, since the founding of the dynasty, up to the Son of Heaven, down to the rich who have a little more than enough, they all like to ride and shoot, and playing polo is often played by making friends and gatherings, even if it is the current dynasty, although it is frail today, it also likes to watch people play polo.

The beam is different from the previous dynasty, the beauty of the girl is rich and graceful, the girls do not have to be detained at home, they often travel together, polo and juju are also their love, there are many special polo fields in Chang'an City, and the ladies will ride horses to play.

Cui Jiao can't even ride a horse.

Cui Jiao saw the disdain in his gaze, isn't it a shame that he can't play polo? She couldn't help but wonder, in Qinghe, especially in the Cui family, she was just recognized in the long room with Fu Mu to educate, like the Cui family, the little lady in the family must be taught to be elegant and polite, when going out, the Cui family daughter is also very praised, before her brother also said that she was recognized by the long house, with the name of Cui's daughter, she will not worry about marrying in the future, it is easy to marry a high-ranking family.

She thinks she is not bad or something, is she going to be looked down upon by the prince just because she can't play polo? The prince is too short-sighted!

Cui Jiao was not angry, and her face showed a little grievance and innocence, "The concubine can't play polo, so that His Royal Highness will be dishonored......"

Fu Yan rolled his eyes, sat up straight, and said lightly, "There is a stadium pavilion in the East Palace, and the Lone Club will send someone to teach you to learn polo within a month." ”

In such a hurry, she probably needed to do something.

Cui Jiao thought about it, if she was useless, Fu Yan wouldn't really keep her by her side, could she just rely on her sweetness to make him feel pity? As the crown prince, Fu Yan will not be a few people who flatter him, and she wants to be completely included in Fu Yan's wings.

You have to submit your name.

"For the sake of His Royal Highness, the concubine must study hard."

She saw that the corners of Fu Yan's thin lips were slightly hooked, like a smile but not like a smile.

I had the courage to say to Fu Yan, "The concubine is in Chang'an, but the elder brother is in Qinghe, he still doesn't know whether the concubine is alive or dead, and the concubine wants to send a letter back......"

Fu Yan said, "Your brother can't save you from life or death, so why let him know your life or death." ”

She didn't even let her deliver a letter! Then she had to think of another way.

Cui Jiao pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, "Whatever His Highness says, the concubines are obedient." ”

Fu Yan stared at her with deep eyes, Chu Chu's pitiful attitude can attract her husband's pity the most, and the words she said were mixed with honey, but she didn't know the true feelings, but she could move people's hearts.

"In addition to sending a letter, I will allow you to make another request."

"The concubine came to Chang'an for the first time, and I wanted to see if Chang'an was as prosperous and lively as the legend," Cui Jiao looked longing.

Fu Yan said yes, she burst into tears and laughed, carefully tied gauze for him, and withdrew.

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Cui Jiao wrote a letter overnight after returning to the corridor room, and pryed off a small piece of jade from a peacock double flying hairpin that the queen gave her.

Anyway, there is gold and silver on that hairpin, and if such a small piece of jade is gone, it will not be discovered.

The next day, Cui Jiao woke up in the morning bell, and the female historian told her that someone from the Diancang Office was going out to buy, and she followed the instructions of His Royal Highness the Prince, and took her to the market by the way.

When she left the East Palace, she couldn't wear the female official uniform of the palm book, so the female historians picked out a brocade peach blossom pattern skirt and put it on for her, painted peach blossom makeup on her face, combed the bun, and then put on the curtain fence, and went out.

The morning market in Chang'an opened at the sound of street drums at five or two o'clock.

Cui Jiao and Diancang Cheng entered the West Market, the West Market is mostly the residence of peddlers, pawns and some Hu merchants, where everything is sold, spices, jewelry, jade, fruits, vegetables, rice and grain.

Cui Jiao can also see the tea shop and wine shop in it, Diancang Cheng instructed people to buy things everywhere, Cui Jiao listened to him negotiate with those traders, it happened that there was a maritime merchant selling agarwood from Qinghe, after doing this business, he was going back to Qinghe.

Cui Jiao secretly remembered the appearance of the maritime merchant, and said to Diancang Cheng that she was tired, Diancang Cheng didn't dare to let her tired, so she invited her to a nearby tea shop to take a break, and bought some tea and pastries for Cui Jiao to enjoy.

As soon as Cui Jiao and the others left, they went out of the tea shop to find the maritime merchant, gave him jade, and asked him to bring the letter back to Qinghe, and the maritime merchant agreed.

Cui Jiao got her wish and turned back to the tea shop.

After she left, the merchant handed the letter to a Qianniuwei hidden in the shadows, and the Qianniuwei took the letter back to the East Palace and handed it to Fu Yan, who read the letter, it was indeed a letter from the family, and Cui Jiao was not a spy who deliberately approached.

The letter was sent to the merchant by Jin Wuwei, who set off for Qinghe the next day.

Here Cui Jiao walked in the direction of the tea shop, the tea shop was close to Suzaku Street, and suddenly a group of noble children ran horses on the street, and a gust of wind passed.

Cui Jiao stood in front of the door and watched for a long time, and when Diancang Cheng saw her stop, he smiled and said, "That's the eldest son of Wang Yuanbi's (2) family, who should have gone to Qujiang Racecourse." ”

Zuo servant Wang Yu and Wang Guifei are the same mother's compatriots, and the hairpin clan like the Wang family is also a scholarly family, and there have been many capable people in the clan in the past hundred years, even in the current dynasty, they are also pivotal figures.

"Is there any grand event going to be held in Chang'an City recently?" Why did the prince ask her to learn polo, and this Wang Dalang also ran to the polo field.

Diancang Cheng said with a smile, "His Royal Highness has returned from a great victory, the Holy Admiral will present a prisoner in Zhaoling a month later, according to the preferences of the Holy One, he will hold a polo match in the Daming Palace to show his fun, the kings will compete, and his subordinates like Wang Dalang can only follow behind, but our Royal Highness is very good at this skill, in the past, as long as His Royal Highness played, no one could beat him, and His Royal Highness was not in Chang'an last year, but let King Xiang win once." ”

Cui Jiao is stupid, the prince is injured now, and he will definitely not be able to play polo, if it is really what Dian Cangcheng said, there will be a polo match in a month, and the prince can't play, so the prince forced her to learn polo.

Wouldn't you play for him!