The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

The next day—

Jiang Yunluo was urged by Yan'er to start dressing up early.

After Mo Ying left yesterday, she simply tidied up and stayed in bed.

After a long sleep, I felt much better.

But... I still can't resist such a delicate grooming.

"Yan'er, can you change the hairpin to one without tassels? It's wobbly and I'm very upset."

Jiang Yunluo looked at the gold, silver and jade on her head in the mirror, feeling helpless.

"Of course not!"

Yan'er said while straightening the hairpin for her: "This tassel is the finishing touch of the hairpin! The jade on it is so beautiful in the sun! I guarantee that everyone can't take their eyes away when they see the princess!"

The voice just fell-

Beichen's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Princess Princess, my subordinate is back."

He did not stay last night, but returned to Prince Cheng's Mansion to resume his duties. By the way, he brought a letter to Jiang Yunluo. The content of the letter was about asking Beichen to come to him.

"come in."

Jiang Yunluo responded.

I saw him walking in from the corner of my eye and asked, "Has my father seen the letter?"

Beichen shook his head: "The prince is not in the mansion. The servants in the mansion said that the prince went out for summer vacation a few days ago and will not come back for a while. I have given the letter to other brothers and will forward it to the prince when he comes back."

"Alright."

Jiang Yunluo nodded, and many memories between the original owner and the obscure father flashed through her mind, and her mood was a bit complicated.

It is estimated that it won't be long before she goes to meet the "King of Success"...

Just at this moment——

"Princess! Okay! Let's see how it goes!"

Yan'er's voice suddenly woke Jiang Yunluo up.

"Ok?"

She came back to her senses instantly, raised her eyes and glanced at the bronze mirror, and even she couldn't help but be amazed for a moment.

The person in the mirror today is wearing a goose-yellow dress with water sleeves, paired with jewelry made of jade and pearls. Her eyes are bright, her teeth are sparkling, and her original charming face has a hint of liveliness and agility.

"Although I cry a little, I have to say that your hands are really skillful!"

Jiang Yunluo did not hesitate to praise her.

Yan'er raised her tail proudly when she heard this: "This slave is still somewhat confident in her craftsmanship!"

As she spoke, she seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and joked loudly: "Look, Princess, Beichen is so dumbfounded when he looks at you! My slave, I think everyone who sees you will not be able to take their eyes away!"

"Smoke!"

Beichen woke up in an instant, looked away in a panic, and apologized again and again: "My lord, please forgive me, it's my rudeness..."

The base of his ears felt a little hot, and he kept cursing in his mind for his lack of concentration just now.

Jiang Yunluo didn't mind at all. Instead, she smiled brightly and stood up: "What's so rude about this? You can watch it if you want."

As she spoke, she spun around in a circle and continued teasing him: "Tell me, from a straight man's perspective, how does this look look?"

Straight guy?

What do you mean?

Beichen didn't understand these two words very well, but he understood what she was asking and quickly answered: "Princess... Princess looks good in whatever she wears..."

"puff……"

Jiang Yunluo finally couldn't help laughing.

"You obviously don't look at me much! Are you embarrassed?"

As she said that, she couldn't help but the two brothers patted him on the shoulder, pretending to be worried: "No, Beichen, you look like this. If you meet the girl you like in the future, it will be weird if you don't let others snatch her away!"

"Subordinate..."

Beichen choked suddenly, and a touch of sadness suddenly flashed in his heart.

The girl you like?

The girl he likes is already destined not to be his.

"Princess, please don't make fun of your subordinates. The time is coming, so hurry up and meet the prince in the front hall."

Beichen smiled and pushed all his thoughts back into his heart.

Yan'er also urged: "Yes, Princess, let's go to the front hall quickly! The prince will be angry again if we are late!"

"Just be angry when you're angry. It's better to be angry to death!"

Jiang Yunluo retorted angrily, but still walked out the door.

After all, he was entering the palace to meet the saint.

The quarrel with Ling Fengshuo was not a big deal, but if it was too late and made the emperor unhappy, it would be a big deal if it affected He Li!

In the front hall, Ling Fengshuo's preparations have already been completed.

Jiang Yunluo met him face to face. The two of them had a tacit understanding and walked out the door together without saying a word.

Outside, the carriage was ready.

Jiang Yunluo was surprised for a moment and couldn't help but glance at Ling Fengshuo.

I thought this guy was going to continue to "persecute" her...

I think it's because I have to go to the palace and it's better to do less than to do more.

She was thinking about—

Ta Yan on the side suddenly came up to her affectionately and nudged her with his head.

"Good morning, Tayan."

Jiang Yunluo touched its head and fed it an uneaten piece of peanut candy that she had just picked up from the front hall.

Ling Fengshuo frowned when he saw this: "Tayan doesn't eat food from outsiders..."

Not finished.

Not even half a piece of peanut candy residue is left.

The black baby bobbed his head happily, as if he had eaten some delicacies on a hunger strike.

Ling Fengshuo: "..."

Doesn't he treat Ta Yan badly on weekdays?

Such a useless look!

Jiang Yunluo gave him a provocative look at just this moment.

It was as if he was making a silent mockery of what he had just finished saying.

Then he turned around and got into the carriage.

Ling Fengshuo's chest suddenly felt even tighter!

There is quite a feeling of frustration of getting off to a bad start early in the morning!

In the carriage——

Jiang Yunluo was in an extremely good mood because of this little thing.

Thinking of Ling Fengshuo's deflated appearance just now, he felt extremely comfortable.

Until he reached the door of the royal study room, there was still a faint smile on his lips.

"Prince Shuo has arrived——! Princess Yunluo has arrived——!"

Eunuch Liu's voice was as loud as ever, and he shouted to bring the two of them inside.

Emperor Jiang Rongyuan had just left the morning court, and he had not yet taken off his court uniform. He looked more intimidating than last time, but when he saw the two of them, he smiled and frowned.

"Feng Shuo, Yun Luo, no need to be polite, sit down quickly!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, uncle Huang."

Jiang Yunluo and Ling Fengshuo took their seats.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Rongyuan immediately asked impatiently: "Yunluo, the military report Feng Shuo gave me said that you repeatedly made surprises in repelling Xiqi this time. You made flying wings again, and you made flying wings again." What kind of explosives, and you personally led the troops to the Xiqi Camp! You are a genius, tell me how you came up with this! Hmm?"

"This……"

Jiang Yunluo glanced at Ling Fengshuo with some surprise.

He originally thought that Ling Fengshuo would not take away her credit at most.

Unexpectedly, he praised her?

What kind of genius?

Shouldn't you have hired someone to ghostwrite it?

Jiang Rongyuan was still waiting, and she didn't dare to delay for too long.

But she couldn't just explain the current mechanical and chemical principles.

If it was just a random thought, it would be suspected of concealment, which might make Jiang Rongyuan worried.

Since ancient times, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. This saying is no joke.

At that time, when she was forced to the edge of the cliff by Yu Chiyan, the other party once said that if her talents could not be used by him, there would be no need to keep them.

The same goes for Jiang Rongyuan.

Although he would not kill her, he would certainly be unhappy if he felt that she was hiding something.