Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 83
The next day.

In the early morning, the first rays of morning light shot through the mist, and the willow trees in the yard bowed their heads, enjoying the shower of morning light.

The grass reveals a bit of faint vitality from the humidity.

on the bed.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes, and there was nothing beside him.

last night
Alas, the past is hard to look back on.

With back pain, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but think of the starry night last night, and there was a trance in his eyes.

He didn't have much contact with Chang An, but he also knew that she was cold and cold, not like a proactive woman.

In addition, the room was dark last night, my mind was in a daze, and I couldn't see his face clearly from beginning to end.

Is it
Wasn't Chang An the bride last night?
As soon as this idea came up, it was denied by Ren Pingsheng.

Personality may not be what it seems.

Body does not.

Yesterday's bride had the same figure as the Chang An she saw in Tingfeng Pavilion that day, so there was a high probability that she was not a substitute.

Ren Pingsheng was still thinking wildly.

Jiang Chuyue's clear and sweet voice came from outside the house.

"Is the prince awake?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to talk to her at first, but thinking of Chang An, he still asked, "What's the matter?"

The voice fell.

The door opened slowly.

Jiang Chuyue stopped at the door, probed in, looked at Ren Pingsheng who was on the bed, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, Senior Sister has left something here, can I come in and get it?"

You're all in, what more can I ask?

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart and did not speak.

Seeing him acquiescing, Jiang Chuyue walked in with two shallow dimples on her fresh and refined face, holding something.

After careful inspection, Ren Pingsheng realized that it was a pair of large iron scissors.

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The corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, seeing Jiang Chuyue getting closer and closer to him holding the scissors, he couldn't help asking, "What do you want to take?"

Jiang Chuyue pretended to be coy, and said timidly: "It is very precious to senior sister."

Knowing that she said that on purpose, Ren Pingsheng felt an urge to grab her and whip her severely.

Taking a deep breath, I just calmed down, pretending I didn't hear it.

Jiang Chuyue walked to the side of the bed and took a close look at Ren Pingsheng. She didn't know what she saw. A blush like the evening glow suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she asked softly, "Can you move?"

Seeing that her cheeks were slightly red, Ren Pingsheng subconsciously looked down at him.

The clothes were neatly dressed and nothing was revealed.

baffling
I muttered something in my heart.

Simply turn over and get up.

Jiang Chuyue walked up to her and found out.

wet sheets
Pretty face blushed.

My heartbeat accelerated a little, and it took me a while to calm down. I took the scissors, cut off the piece of bed sheet with plum blossoms on it, and carefully folded it up.

Seeing this scene, Ren Pingsheng was slightly taken aback.

It turns out that precious things refer to.
Do you want to keep this thing?
Ren Pingsheng didn't know the customs of Dazhou, so he fell silent.

aside.

Jiang Chuyue held a folded bed sheet and looked at Ren Pingsheng, her pretty face flushed slightly, her big watery eyes blinked, and she said shyly, "My lord, don't forget, you can only do it once a month, otherwise senior sister"

Speaking of which, stop abruptly.

What else?

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes to look at Jiang Chuyue, and saw her nimble eyes blinked, and continued: "Otherwise, Senior Sister's cultivation will be abolished."

Ren Pingsheng was slightly taken aback.

Hasn't her cultivation been abolished?

"I can't reveal too much, or the senior sister will beat him to death.

In short, Shizi works hard, and when Shizi becomes stronger, he can bully senior sister at will...

Prince, don't tell senior sister what others say, they will really be beaten. "

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, she waved her hands and walked briskly towards the door.

Walking to the door, he couldn't help but glance at Ren Pingsheng again.

The mottled marks between the neck and the collarbone, like blossoming plum blossoms, are extremely eye-catching.

Tsk tsk, senior sister is really fierce.
Jiang Chuyue's pretty face flushed slightly, she turned her gaze away, turned around and left without stopping.

on the bed.

Jiang Chuyue's words echoed in Ren Pingsheng's ears.

Hasn't Chang An's cultivation been abolished?

but.

He obviously didn't feel the fluctuation of aura from the other party.

Wasn't Chang An the person last night?

Or, Chang An's cultivation was indeed abolished, but Jiang Chuyue was lying again?
Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds, but he had no idea, but his desire to see Chang An became stronger and stronger.

One is to find out whether it was her last night, and the other is to make things clear.

Nothing happened between him and Yunhe.

At least not yet.

In addition, I also want to tell her that if possible, I will try my best to help her restore her cultivation and appearance. After thinking about it, it is better to do it than to say it, but it is impossible to do it. What is the difference from painting cakes?
Still don't say it.

Wait until one day, find a way to treat her.

Think of this.

Ren Pingsheng stepped out of the room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Jiang Chuyue who hadn't gone far. He raised his voice and asked, "Where's your senior sister?"

Jiang Chuyue stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at Ren Pingsheng, and replied with a smile: "Senior sister is afraid that the prince can't help bullying her again, so she moved to the courtyard next to her."

The side yard?
What about Xiao Rongxue?
Ren Pingsheng was a little dazed, and then he heard Jiang Chuyue say: "Is your son worried about that Mr. Xiao? He has moved back and lives in the original wing, so next month, your son can come to senior sister's room.

And the senior sister is very tired now, she has been resting after entering the house, if the son wants to see the senior sister, come back tomorrow. "

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, she turned and left with the folded sheet.

Ren Pingsheng wanted to catch up, but after thinking for a few seconds, he chose to stay where he was.

Toss for so long.

There was little rest.

His whole body is still sore, let alone her.

It's okay to take a day off.

As Ren Pingsheng thought about it, he suddenly felt a thorn in his back.

Turning his head and looking, he saw the door of the wing room.

Xiao Rongxue, who was dressed in a unicorn suit, held a knife in her arms, leaned against the gate, and looked at her expressionlessly.

next second.

She seemed to have seen something, her expression became even colder, and there was a cold light in her eyes.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly remembered that the two courtyards were close to each other.

With Xiao Rongxue's ear power of a fifth-rank martial artist
all in all.

The current Ren Pingsheng is very embarrassed when facing Xiao Rongxue's cold eyes.

He touched his nose and squeezed out a smile: "Good morning."

Xiao Rongxue didn't reply, she stared at his neck for a few seconds, and said calmly: "Take a rest today, I have one day to compete with you."

It's a sparring session.

Or do you just want to beat me up?

Ren Pingsheng knew the answer without asking, subconsciously shrunk his neck and forced a smile: "I don't think it's necessary."

"Practicing martial arts is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." Xiao Rongxue's expression was neither happy nor sad.

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Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, and said solemnly: "It suddenly occurred to me that His Majesty called me into the palace. I have to go quickly to avoid delay and make His Majesty wait for a long time."

After finishing speaking, I planned to slip away.

Whoosh!
In the next second, a chopstick flew towards him like an arrow, brushed past Ren Pingsheng, and pierced into the tree trunk.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Rongxue's voice was heard:

"It's just a sparring match, it will be soon."

Do you have to suffer the beating of feelings?

Ren Pingsheng suddenly regretted that he proposed to Xiao Rongxue to let her accompany him to practice martial arts every day.

The whole asks for trouble.

Sighing in my heart, I looked at Xiao Rongxue as if death was at home, and said solemnly: "If that's the case, come on!"

compared to two days ago.

The aura in his body has grown again, and his martial arts have also improved.

Even if Xiao Rongxue is a seventh-rank martial artist, he might not be powerless to fight back!
Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng went back to the house and took out the long knife, put on a posture, and prepared to fight Xiao Rongxue with real swords and guns!
Seeing this, Xiao Rongxue's eyes darkened, she paid more attention, pulled out the Xiuchun knife, and looked directly at Ren Pingsheng.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air.

Needless to say.

The two strike at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng soared into the air, turned around in the air, and slashed out, like lightning falling from the sky, with a dazzling cold light!
Xiao Rongxue's eyes were fixed, and she slashed horizontally, and the aura of the knife swayed out, like a gorgeous silver dragon, extinguishing the lightning that came from the lasing.

next second.

Ren Pingsheng couldn't bear the strong force and retreated repeatedly.

Xiao Rongxue seized the opportunity, put her right foot on the ground, soared into the air, and struck at Ren Pingsheng.

After three rounds.

Ren Pingsheng slammed into the courtyard wall again and coughed.

Xiao Rongxue stood where she was, her hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and there was a look of amazement in her eyes.

Before starting, she never expected such a result.

It takes three rounds to decide the winner, even if a warrior who has just entered the seventh rank confronts her, it may not be able to have such a record.

Ren Pingsheng's rapid progress in practice after breaking through the ninth rank has far exceeded her expectations.

Xiao Rongxue stared deeply at the handsome young man in front of her, and after a few seconds of silence, she stepped forward.

Ren Pingsheng thought he had to fight again, so he stood up straight, grasped the handle of the knife, and was about to attack, when Xiao Rongxue took out a bronze mirror from his arms and handed it to himself.

"This is the bronze mirror that causes insanity. The people in Qin Tianjian have seen it. The monks above the sixth rank will not be affected. The monks below the sixth rank will only be affected if they stare at the mirror for more than three breaths. The degree depends on the strength of the primordial spirit.

Qin Tianjian felt that there was no value in imitation, so he sent it back. I think you broke the case, and the things should be given to you. "

Ren Pingsheng reached out to take the bronze mirror, looked at it, handed it back, and said, "I don't need it on weekdays, so I'd better keep it with you."

Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a while, took the bronze mirror back, put it in his arms, and said: "Forget me to keep it for you."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and asked, "Are you still coming?"

Xiao Rongxue thought he was being stubborn, but when she looked up, she realized that his eyes were full of fighting intent, and he really wanted to fight again.

Can not help startled.

When the two had never met, she heard about Ren Pingsheng's deeds, and she thought about it, as the heir of the Zhenbei Prince, why she didn't practice Confucianism and Taoism, or switched to Taoism because she couldn't make it through martial arts.

Only now realize.

With his character, he was born to practice martial arts.

"Aren't you going to enter the palace?" Xiao Rongxue put aside distracting thoughts and asked.

"That's true."

Ren Pingsheng rubbed his waist and said, "When I come back, we will fight again."

He obviously didn't touch his waist from the beginning to the end, and kept rubbing something.

This battle between feelings and myself is not as good as last night?

It seems that it really can't compare.

Thinking of this, Xiao Rongxue couldn't help but think of the voice he heard last night, a feeling of embarrassment and irritability surged in his heart, but his expression became colder. Looking at Ren Pingsheng, he said indifferently: "Wait for you."

For some reason, upon hearing these two words, Ren Pingsheng felt a chill run through his body.

No matter, coax my sister-in-law to go first.

"gone."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand pretending to be indifferent, put down the long knife, and ran away immediately.

An hour later.

Ren Pingsheng came to the gate of the palace, showed the guard at the gate the gold medal for entering the palace given by the imperial guard last night, and entered the palace city unimpeded.

After walking a few steps forward, he suddenly realized a key problem.

Where does my sister-in-law live?
Although I have a gold medal for entering the palace, this is the palace after all, so I can't just wander around aimlessly, right?

If you accidentally ran into the picture of the concubine coming out of the bath, I'm afraid ten heads would not be enough to lose.

Stop for a few seconds.

He grabbed a passing eunuch and asked, "Eunuch, do you know where His Royal Highness Yunhe lives?"

The eunuch obviously knew Ren Pingsheng, and when he heard the words His Royal Highness Yun He, he was slightly taken aback: "Is it His Royal Highness Chang An that the son wants to ask?"

How could it be possible to make a mistake with a completely different title?

Ren Pingsheng felt helpless, his face still expressionless, and said: "That's right, it is His Highness Yunhe."

Hearing this, the eunuch looked at Ren Pingsheng strangely, hesitated for a while, and said, "I don't know where His Royal Highness Yun He lives, my son, I will find a guide for you."

After speaking, he saluted and left quickly.

It is false to find the way, but it is true to tip the news.

Ren Pingsheng was clear in his heart, but he didn't panic at all.

After all, it was the emperor's will to spend more time with Yunhe when entering the palace.

He was ordered to accompany his sister-in-law.

He stopped in place and waited for a while.

A court lady walked over quickly and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness Yunhe lives in Yong'an Palace, and this slave will lead the way for the son."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, followed behind the maid, and walked towards the harem.

I do not know how long it has been.

Through layers of palace walls.

Ren Pingsheng finally arrived at the gate of Yong'an Palace.

The maid leading the way stopped, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment, and this servant will tell His Royal Highness Yunhe."

"Okay." Ren Pingsheng nodded, stopped in place, and waited quietly.

the other side.

The maid walked through the palace gate and came to Princess Yunhe's residence, found the maid who was serving Princess Yunhe, and said softly: "The Prince of Zhenbei wants to see His Highness, and he is waiting at the gate of Yong'an Palace, please tell Your Highness."

"understood."

The maid nodded, stepped into the room, and came to the bed.

Looking up, you can see a pink curtain, with tassels on the top of the head, and a complicated and gorgeous silk satin underneath.

His Highness Yunhe was wearing a thin layer of silk pajamas, lying on the silk and satin, motionless like a sculpture.

see this scene.

The maid suddenly hesitated, not knowing whether she should speak or not, she could only look aside as if asking for help, holding a bowl, Qing'er, the personal maid who persuaded His Royal Highness to eat.

Qing'er glanced at the cold sweet-scented osmanthus porridge in his hand, a look of helplessness appeared on his face, and he winked at the maid.

The maid immediately understood.

The two walked out of the house together.

to the outside.

The maid looked worried and couldn't help asking: "Has Your Highness not eaten yet?"

Qing'er sighed and nodded slightly.

"How can this be good?"

When the maid heard this, her eyes turned red instantly.

Since last night, for some reason, His Royal Highness Yun He, who was always lively on weekdays, suddenly lost his temper.

He didn't eat breakfast, and he didn't eat dinner. Even if the concubine Duan came to persuade him, he only drank some tea.

This morning, Concubine Duan specifically asked Guanglu Temple to cook His Royal Highness Yunhe's favorite sweet-scented osmanthus porridge.

I thought it would at least allow His Highness to eat two bites, but unexpectedly, it was still useless.

What should I do if my body is starved to death?
Starving to death is the next best thing, and it's only been a day, and some blind people in other palaces have already started spreading rumors, saying that His Highness Yunhe is bewitched by evil spirits.

Although those who spread the rumors were beaten half to death, when the rumors spread, everyone dared not say it, but they all thought so in their hearts.

Even she couldn't help wondering if Her Royal Highness had hysteria.

Her Royal Highness is such a good person, she usually rewards them with things, so why did she get hysteria.

Thinking of this, the maid's nose turned sour, a tear fell from her eyes, and she sobbed, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

"Why cry, let others see what it looks like!"

Seeing this, Qing'er reprimanded angrily.

Seeing that she was really worried about His Highness, she slowed down her tone: "Your Highness, she is fine, just."

"Just what?"

"It's just that I feel uncomfortable and panicked. It will be fine in two days."

As Princess Yunhe's personal maid, Qing'er knows the princess far better than other maids, and she knows it very well.

The fundamental reason why Her Royal Highness the Princess couldn't eat and sleep was because the heir son of Prince Zhenbei married Princess Chang'an.

She also knew that Her Highness the Princess had long been prepared, and that the discomfort was only temporary, and it would gradually get better as time went by.

"But."

The maid's eyes were red, and she wanted to say something else.

Qing'er waved her hand and interrupted her: "Why are you here?"

Only then did the maid remember her business, wiped her tears, and replied: "The Prince of Zhenbei wants to see His Highness, and he is waiting outside the gate of Yong'an Palace."

"Who?" Qing'er was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"The Prince of Zhenbei."

As if she was afraid that Qing'er would not know about this person, the maid specially added: "It's the son-in-law who married His Highness Chang An yesterday."

Just after the festive night in the bridal chamber, early in the morning, the Prince of Zhenbei came? !
Qing'er's eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

He quickly realized that this is the panacea for His Highness!

Excited in my heart, I blurted out: "Quick! Let the son in!"

As soon as the words fell, he felt that something was wrong, and changed his words: "Don't wait! You stand here and wait, I will go in and report to His Highness!"

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly to the house. When he entered the door, he accidentally stepped on the threshold and almost fell down.

Outside the house, the maid was stunned when she saw this scene.

There is only one thought in my mind: Can the prince of Zhenbei cure the hysteria of His Highness the Princess?Why is Miss Qing'er so excited?
In the room.

Qing'er walked quickly to the side of the bed, looked at Her Royal Highness who was still in a motionless posture, moved closer, and said softly: "Your Highness, the crown prince has come to look for you, and he is waiting outside the palace gate."

The voice fell.

She clearly saw that Her Royal Highness trembled slightly, as if she was about to stand up.

But in the next second, for some reason, he lay back on his stomach again, still motionless like a salted fish.

"Your Highness?" Qing'er called out again.

This time, finally got a response.

"Who is the prince? I don't know any prince."

His Highness finally spoke!
Since His Highness hasn't said a word since last night, she almost thought that His Highness couldn't speak anymore.

Qing'er was even more excited, pretending not to understand the meaning of the words, and continued: "It's the prince of Zhenbei, Ren Pingsheng. A few days ago, you often mentioned him to your servants, saying how brave he is, and you don't hesitate Blocking the knife for you, and saying that if there is no son, you may have already."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a dull voice from under the quilt: "When did Ben Gong say this?"

"I said it before. You also said that His Highness Chang An has bullied you since you were a child and often snatched your favorite things from you. A bad woman like her is not worthy to marry."

"shut up!"

On the bed, Princess Yun and Princess stood up, with bloodshot eyes in their slightly red and swollen eyes, glaring at Qing'er, and said angrily: "I have never said that before, it's all made up by you! If you want to do this again , I will punish you to go to the Clothes Bureau!"

Qing'er shrank her head, didn't dare to say any more, but whispered: "The prince is still waiting outside."

"I don't know any princes."

Yunhe Princess had an indifferent expression and a cold tone.

Qing'er hesitated for a moment, and wanted to say, "Last night was the wedding night of the prince, he didn't make love with His Royal Highness Chang An, and came to the palace early in the morning, which shows that he has His Royal Highness in his heart.".

After thinking about it, if you really say that, Her Royal Highness will only be more sad.

Moment speechless, do not know what to do.

Liu Yun dreamed that she was silent, glanced at her, and said coldly: "I don't want to see him now, let him go back."

Qing'er didn't expect His Royal Highness Yun He to be so firm. After struggling for a few seconds, she still chose to be obedient, saluted respectfully, and said, "Your servant understands."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

after she left.

Liu Yunmeng couldn't help looking at her back, thinking of the fireworks last night, the image of Ren Pingsheng and Chang An hugging each other could not help but appear in his mind, his heart ached, and his eyes became moist again.

in fact.

She was very clear.

I met Ren Pingsheng only because of a ridiculous misunderstanding.

He belongs to Chang An and has nothing to do with him.

However, thinking of him being with Chang An, I still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

She didn't blame Ren Pingsheng, nor Chang An, nor her father, she could only blame herself for not being able to meet Ren Pingsheng before her father gave her the marriage.

But after thinking about it, Ren Ping had been staying in the northern border all his life, if the emperor didn't give him a marriage, it would be impossible for him to meet him.

So, I can't even blame myself.

but.
My heart is still uncomfortable.

the other side.

Qing'er came out of the house with an ugly expression on her face.

Seeing this, the maid wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, she heard Qing'er say, "Go out and tell the prince, and say that His Highness is feeling uncomfortable and doesn't want to see him. If the prince wants to see His Highness, he can come back tomorrow."

"Understood, Miss Qing'er."

The maid responded and left quickly.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng heard the news from the maid.

It is also expected.

Ren Pingsheng stopped in place, thought for a few seconds, looked at the maid, and said seriously: "Please tell Your Highness, I will come to see His Highness every day from now on, and leave until I see His Highness."

After finishing speaking, he left quickly without stopping.

The maid obviously didn't expect Ren Pingsheng to leave so decisively, she was slightly taken aback.

After reacting, he returned to the courtyard.

"What does the prince say?" Qing'er looked at the maid and asked impatiently.

"He said that every day from now on, he will come to see His Highness until he sees His Highness."

When the maid said this, she couldn't help frowning, and whispered: "This man is so domineering. His Highness clearly said that he would not see him, but he kept pestering him. It's really boring."

Speaking of this, she seemed to have thought of something, and blurted out: "Your Highness has been unhappy for the past two days, could it be because of being entangled by him?"

It is indeed because of him.

But not because of being entangled with him, but because of not being entangled with him.
Qing'er thought so, looked at the maid, and said coldly: "You are also an old man in the palace, I don't know what to say and what not to say, it seems that those people yesterday were not hard enough."

The voice fell.

The maid immediately realized that she had said something wrong, she trembled, and hurriedly said: "Sister Qing'er, I was wrong."

After awakening, Qing'er was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and walked into the room.

"Your Highness, the prince said that knowing you were in the palace, he just stood outside the door, so he was very happy, so every day from now on, he will come to the palace to see you until you forgive him."

Qing'er walked to the side of the bed and said softly.

Liu Yunmeng leaned on the bed, her slender and straight jade legs were slightly close together, her heartbeat accelerated a little inexplicably, and asked: "He really said that?"

Qing'er nodded heavily, and said firmly: "It's absolutely true!"

"He is Chang An's husband, so frivolous, he is not afraid of being heard."

Liu Yunmeng curled her lips and muttered softly.

Qing'er stood aside, just silent.

a while.

Liu Yunmeng asked again: "What about others?"

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Qing'er was a little dazed, hesitated for a while before saying: "Should have gone back."

"If you go back, you go back. What do you mean you should go back?"

A look of displeasure appeared on Liu Yunmeng's pretty face.

Qing'er was at a loss for words for a moment.

Liu Yun had a dream, so he lay back on the bed again, put the quilt over his head, and said calmly: "I need to rest, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Seeing this, Qing'er sighed in her heart: Sir, I can only help you here.

With that in mind, he walked out of the house.

I thought that the matter of the son entering the palace would end here.

Unexpectedly, half an hour later.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, a maid came in and reported: "Sister Qing'er, Guanglu Temple has sent a batch of meals, which they say are specially prepared for His Highness."

Qing'er was slightly taken aback.

It has been a long time since the breakfast time, why another batch of meals have been sent?
"Who ordered the people in Guanglu Temple?" Qing'er looked at the maid and asked.

"It is said that the prince of Zhenbei made it himself, and with His Majesty's permission, he sent it for His Highness Yunhe to taste."

The voice fell.

Qing'er frowned, and blurted out: "I knew that Shizi is not someone who gives up lightly!"

"?" The maid looked blank, completely unable to understand what Qing'er was saying.

Qing'er looked excited, didn't care about explaining, waved her hands and said: "Let them bring the food in!"

"Yes!"

The maid took the order and turned to leave.

Soon.

The table is full of all kinds of delicacies.

Qing'er walked to the side of the bed and called softly: "Your Highness."

no respond.

"Your Highness."

Called twice.

A dull but still pleasant voice came from the bed.

"what."

"Your Highness, Guanglu Temple has sent a batch of meals."

"Don't eat!"

"His Royal Highness made it himself."

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There was a moment of silence in the bed.

A small head poked out from inside.

"I don't believe that he can cook. You must have made it up to coax me!"

Liu Yunmeng said so, but subconsciously looked at the table.

"The conscience of heaven and earth, everything this servant girl said is true, and there is absolutely no word to deceive His Highness!"

Qing'er stretched out four fingers, making a gesture of swearing to the sky.

Liu Yunmeng fell silent after hearing the words.

Seeing this, Qing'er struck while the iron was hot, and said with a serious face: "I heard that the servant girl almost cut his fingers in order to cook this table.

If His Highness doesn't taste it, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the son's heart. "

Liu Yunmeng curled her lips, and muttered: "If he wants to do it himself, what does it have to do with me?"

Qing'er said: "The servants ordered them to pour the food away!"

After finishing speaking, without the slightest pause, he turned around and was about to leave.

Liu Yun had a dream, hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't hold back, and called her: "Wait a minute."

Qing'er stopped in her tracks, looked at her pretending to be puzzled, and said, "What orders does Your Highness have?"

Liu Yunmeng bit her pink lips, and said: "The sage said, be diligent in the state, and be frugal in the family. You don't understand this truth?"

When Qing'er heard this, she was startled for a moment, and then became even more excited.

It has to be the son of the world.

It was just cooking a meal, which actually enlightened His Highness. His Highness never remembered the words of a sage before!

"The servant girl knows that the sage said that the gentleman is far away from the cook and the prince is of high status. He can cook a table of meals for His Highness. It can be seen that in the heart of the prince, His Highness is more important than the words of the saint."

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, he burst into a smile, as bright as a flower: "That's not what it means for a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen."

"Your servant has never read the book, so I don't know what it means for a gentleman to stay away from the kitchen, but I only know that very few men are willing to cook for women." Qing'er said.

is that so
There was a hint of trance in Liu Yunmeng's eyes.

Soon.

She gradually regained her senses, got up from the bed, and said, "Change clothes for me."

Qing'er showed excitement: "Yes, Your Highness!"

After half a stick of incense.

Liu Yunmeng picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice lotus root, put it into his mouth, chewed it lightly, and savored it carefully.

A flash of light suddenly burst out from the watery peach blossom eyes.

"good to eat."

now.

She was almost sure.

These dishes were not made by the cooks of Guanglu Temple.

Because she has eaten the food of Guanglu Temple in the palace for more than ten years, but has never eaten this dish.

of course.

If it wasn't made by the chef of Guanglu Temple, it might not be made by Ren Pingsheng.

But does it matter?
The important thing is that I am very important in Ren Pingsheng's heart.

Even if she is not as good as his wife, she can be regarded as his confidante.

Thinking so, Liu Yunmeng picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice and lotus root, and put it into his mouth.

Peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, feeling like sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice dipped in honey, sweet and long aftertaste.

Outside Guanglu Temple.

Ren Pingsheng stretched his waist, sighing in his heart, coaxing a girl is really not easy.

If it weren't for the senior sister who studied food in the same teaching building in the previous life, who taught him a few things.

He really didn't know what to do today.

Having said that, why did the senior who was majoring in food at the beginning always call herself to help when she obviously had free time?

Could she be interested in me, want me?
Thinking of this.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly realized something, stopped in his tracks, and was slightly dazed.

The past came to mind.

I remember that one afternoon, that senior came to the lab wearing black silk.

At that time, I foolishly asked people if I asked my boyfriend out at night.

The senior sister said that she didn't have a boyfriend, so she didn't take it to heart, and focused on helping the senior sister with the experiment.

Think about it now.

At that time, I was really damned!
Stop for a moment.

Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart.

"The past cannot be traced, and those who come can still remember it. Let's move forward."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, and stepped forward, intending to return to Renfu.

After walking a few steps, he saw an eunuch walking towards him.

"Shizi stay!"

The pale and beardless eunuch walked quickly, stopped in front of Ren Pingsheng, saluted, took out a document from his arms, and handed it to him.

"My son, this is the case file presented by Jin Yiwei to the Holy Majesty. After the Holy Majesty has read it, I will ask the servant to hand it over to you."

A soft voice sounded.

Ren Pingsheng took the file and asked, "Can I read it?"

"Of course." The eunuch replied.

Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated, opened the case file, and read it from top to bottom.

Looking at it, his brows could not help but wrinkle.

The file contained the investigation results of the assassination of him and Yun He by a fourth-rank warrior.

There is a lot of content, but most of it is invalid information.

The key is in the conclusion.

Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Criminal Justice agreed that the fourth-rank warrior wanted to kidnap himself and his sister-in-law to put pressure on the imperial court to force the imperial court to release his disciple who was imprisoned.

As for how to find out the whereabouts of myself and my sister-in-law.
After investigation, it was found that he had several contacts with a monk who sold information near the capital.

Therefore, it is guessed that the whereabouts were obtained from the monk.

As for the whereabouts of the monk who sold the information.

Jin Yiwei hasn't caught anyone yet, and hasn't found out about it yet. It is guessed that someone in the palace leaked the secret, or a wizard was involved.

In addition, the case file also detailed the identity, character, and real strength of the fourth-rank martial artist.

The name of this person is Ding Shen, he is a casual cultivator in the Jianghu, and he does things extreme. He once slaughtered people all over his family because of quarrels with others, so he was wanted by the government. His strength can only be regarded as quite satisfactory among fourth-rank martial arts.

After Ren Pingsheng finished reading it, his first reaction was that Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Punishment were dealing with it!

the reason is simple.

The things they investigated are too superficial, and many places can only be said to be far-fetched and not completely logical.

For example, a fourth-rank martial artist with a wicked mind, no matter how extreme his personality is, how could he hold the prince and princess of Zhenbei hostage for a disciple.

Leaving aside the relationship between him and his disciples, let's just say that he obviously has many better methods, so why did he choose the method that is extremely risky and has a very low success rate?

Of course, Jin Yiwei and the people in the Ministry of Justice can also say that because he has an extreme personality, he doesn't use his brain when doing things, and doesn't care about so much.

But that is a fourth-rank martial artist after all!
Although Wufu is recognized as vulgar, he is not without brains.

Without a brain, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate to the fourth rank!

There is also the reason for leaking secrets in the palace, which is too perfunctory...

There are many places similar to far-fetched.

All in all, this case file gave Ren Pingsheng the feeling.

After Jin Yiwei and the Ministry of Criminal Investigation reached a certain level, they either actively or passively did not want to continue the investigation, so they handed over such a deal-breaker.

"I can see such an obvious perfunctory, but the emperor can't see it?
Now that you can see it, what does it mean to let the eunuch hand it over to me instead of returning it to Jin Yiwei? "

After thinking for a few seconds, Ren Pingsheng had no idea, looked at the eunuch, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty handed over the file to me, do you have any orders?"

The eunuch's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The sage said, if you believe it, the case will be closed; if you don't believe it, then you can investigate it yourself."

After a pause, the tone suddenly became severe:

"No matter who is found out, I will punish him severely!"

(End of this chapter)