The legitimate daughter is reborn, her life is still with her

Hearing this, Nan An's pretty face turned red, and it was self-evident that Zhou Jiaqing's question was verified.

"Does Mr. Xu Guogong know?" Zhou Jiaqing asked, clarifying the key points. This matter is very simple, but it is also difficult to go and see the current situation of Master Nan An. She and Xu Jingxiao are not familiar enough to go to his house for a casual walk. !

"He knew before... Later, if we don't say anything anymore, did Miss Zhou agree?" Before Nan An's frowning eyebrows could fully relax, he glanced at the palace maid not far away and peeked over, and his expression immediately changed. Raising his voice: "I think you are not good at learning and art, and you dare to comment on my paintings!"

"His name is Ning Yuan, he is Xu Guogong's subordinate. If you find out the information, don't pass it to me through the hands of the maid, otherwise my mother will find out. My mother will hold a banquet in a few days. I will invite you to come when you arrive. Tell me directly when you arrive. . What I promised Miss Zhou will be fulfilled, and I will do it from today until I, Nan'an, pass away!"

Princess Nan'an glanced at Zhou Jiaqing and showed no objection, then lowered her head and finished the explanation quickly and quietly.

Zhou Jiaqing had a flash of inspiration and said a few more words, but Nan An did not object.

Zhou Jiaqing paused: "It will eventually ruin your mother's banquet. Doesn't the princess care?"

Nan An asked: "Is Zhou Haiyang's family the unlucky one in the end?"

"Yes." After Zhou Jiaqing answered, he saw Nan An's face was calm, with a hint of joy?

Zhou Jiaqing didn't know why, so he saw several palace ladies approaching slowly. The leading palace lady said cryptically: "Princess, the princess is already looking for you."

"I got it, Zhou Jiaqing, you are just talking and making a few comments. Who knows if you can really draw? Next time, bring your paintings and compete with me. Hum, let's go!" Nan'an's willow eyebrows stood up and he said disdainfully.

Another palace maid next to Nan An explained behind Nan An: "Miss Zhou, don't be angry. Our county master is usually very nice. He likes calligraphy and painting, and often stays in the house to paint. Therefore, he has some worries about calligraphy and painting, which often offends him." I also ask Miss Zhou to show your respect."

Zhou Jiaqing's cold look was unmoved, and the palace maid spoke again: "This way, please, Miss Zhou, I will let my servant take you out of the palace."

"No need!" Zhou Jiaqing did not accept the maid's kindness and left the pavilion.

Looking at Zhou Jiaqing's back, the palace maid sighed. Every time she met someone who could draw better than herself, Princess Nan'an became capricious. No one could stand Princess Nan'an's temperament.

Zhou Jiaqing recognized the way out of the palace. When she left the pavilion and walked to a long corridor, she was still thinking about Nan An's words, "I will definitely fulfill what I promised Miss Zhou, and I will continue to do so from today until I, Nan An, pass away." number!"

What kind of person is Ning Yuan who can make a princess in Nan'an do this?

If he can do it himself, can Nan'an really keep his promise? I didn't even know these two people in my previous life.

Just as he was thinking about it, a cold and deep voice came from the corner of the corridor: "If you don't walk well, what are you thinking about?" The clear voice stopped in Zhou Jiaqing's ears, as clear as a deep stream in an empty valley.

Zhou Jiaqing was slightly startled, and looked along the sound. Next to the beautifully carved beams and columns, Xu Jingxiao was leaning leisurely, wearing rich clothes and a high crown, with an elegant posture.

A breeze blew by, and the peach blossoms outside the corridor were blown up and down by the wind, filling the air with their elegant and sweet fragrance. They were scattered in the corridor, and a few peach blossoms stained his clothes, and the corners of his mouth Slightly hooked.

It was like a dream, like a picture scroll displayed in front of Zhou Jiaqing.

After regaining consciousness, Zhou Jiaqing avoided Xu Jingxiao's gaze and said politely: "Your Majesty."

"For you!" Xu Jingxiao strode over, stopped in front of her, held a brocade box in his hand, and handed it to Zhou Jiaqing.

"What?" Zhou Jiaqing looked around nervously and took a step back. If someone saw her in the palace, she couldn't explain it clearly! She suddenly became the object of jealousy among many girls in Da'an City, especially the fiery gaze of the woman in the main hall, which she also noticed.

Xu Jingxiao could see her worry, "There is no one around. This is a gadget given to you by my king to congratulate you for winning first place! Take it!"

After saying that, regardless of Zhou Jiaqing's consent, he directly stuffed the brocade box into her hand.

It didn't look good even after pulling and pulling, so Zhou Jiaqing had no choice but to put away the brocade box. Remembering that he had not thanked him for what happened the day before, his tone became more sincere and said, "I was trapped in the ancestral hall the day before yesterday. Thank you for sending Qingyi to bring food in."

"Need not."

The two sides suddenly fell into silence, but the breeze did not stop. It lifted Zhou Jiaqing's hair on the temples and floated gently and softly to Xu Jingxiao's chest. The atmosphere gradually became different, with an illusion of gentleness. .

Zhou Jiaqing couldn't help being slightly startled, and took a half step back, closing the distance between him and Xu Jingxiao. The illusion of gentleness was much lighter, and his mind became clearer.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiaqing hurriedly looked for something to say and asked, "Why did the prince think of entering the palace?"

As he spoke, Zhou Jiaqing raised his eyes and met Xu Jingxiao's eyes. At this time, the April sky was like the cold wind on a winter night. His eyes were deep and dim. At that moment, the air seemed to be frozen, making Zhou Jiaqing felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. Zhou Jiaqing couldn't figure out why Xu Jingxiao was angry?

Zhou Jiaqing's repeated retreat finally made Xu Jingxiao a little unhappy. He stared at Zhou Jiaqing with a half-smile but not a smile, and then said calmly: "Are you so curious about me? Knowing too much will do you no good!"

"I'm not curious about anything." She just randomly picked up a topic in her panic. No matter how curious she was about Xu Jingxiao, she couldn't ask him directly.

After listening to Zhou Jiaqing's words, Xu Jingxiao felt a little disappointed.

"Nan'an..."

"By the way, I just have something to ask the prince..."

After a while, Zhou Jiaqing and Xu Jingxiao spoke at the same time.

"The thing you want to ask about is about Nan'an? I know that Nan'an just came to find you. She should have told you about Ningyuan, but what conditions did she put forward for you to be willing to help her?" Xu Jingxiao's mood was obviously not as good as before. So brisk, the words he spoke were also slightly chilly, and the alienation in them was obvious.

"The princess told Ning Yuan, my lord, do you know what the princess is thinking? Why don't you..." Zhou Jiaqing didn't notice Xu Jingxiao's mood, he was focused on Nan'an.

"Hush!" Xu Jingxiao made a silent gesture and interrupted Zhou Jiaqing: "Someone is coming."

"I'm looking for you tonight." Xu Jingxiao left a thought-provoking sentence, jumped out of the corridor, and disappeared into the peach forest outside the corridor.

After Xu Jingxiao left, Zhou Jiaqing heard footsteps coming from behind. Zhou Jiaqing continued to walk forward without saying a word...