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Counting the steps and going down the stairs, as for why I went down the stairs, I haven't figured it out until now.Pausing his footsteps on the stairs, his eyes swept across the figures sitting or standing on the second floor like a falcon, and he was sure almost instantly that the one sitting alone among the two men and one woman in front of the window was someone he had never met before. "Future husband".

I saw the man touching the teacup with his right hand, and tapping the fingers of his left hand on the table rhythmically. With a low voice, he was discussing and chatting with the two people on the opposite side.That thin but not weak figure, pale but handsome face, it is undeniable that he is the ideal husband that the cardamom girl dreams about day and night.Of course, that girl did not include herself.

Take a closer look at the man, with a serious expression and slightly frowned sword eyebrows; on the back of the left hand on the table, the tender redness of the newborn skin can be faintly seen; breathing out, there is an obvious unhealed serious injury or accumulation of old diseases.It seemed that even if the maid changed into his own clothes and replaced him, this delicate prince still couldn't get rid of the fate of being injured.And beside him... he took a closer look at the only woman at the table, with a strange face, no injury or disease.New love?Old good?Felt ironic?Not worth it for her?Or... Should I feel sorry for my own life?

When he was full of thoughts, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the king of Ji covering his lips and coughing lightly. While the person opposite was not paying attention, he retracted the hand covering his lips into his sleeve, and when he stretched it out again, it was already an ordinary fuck clean.But based on Liu Yanxue's many years of experience in practicing medicine, it can be concluded that the red palm must have just wiped off the blood.My heart skipped a beat, I couldn't tell what my emotions were.

"Looking at His Highness's behavior, it must be that the heart and lung injuries have not healed." Looking at the woman diagonally across from him, it was meaningful, "Before the injury recovers, Your Highness should be more restrained in everything." I was stunned, I don't know Why did I have to say these words sourly, sighed in my heart, raised my voice, bowed down, and saluted, "Daughter of the people see His Royal Highness Ji Wang."

Helplessly, he looked at the amazed and amazed expressions of the people around him.

"...Exempt from etiquette" This act of letting everyone know their identity must be intentional.Also, temperance, temperance what?Seeing Wei An's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he realized his grievance.

There are countless figures bowing down, and the voices of endless visits.Faced with the first time in his life that so many people worshiped him, He Kunjin really wanted to find a secret way and run away.

"Everyone..." After all the rituals have been done, is it possible to say that there is no need to be more polite? "No need to be too polite..." I really regret that I didn't learn the etiquette and rules well, "This king..." is really a mouthful of self-proclaimed, "Today, like everyone, I just came to see the Dingyuan Army who returned in triumph..." Then, what to say?Could it be that this king really wants you to forget everything just now?

The corners of her mouth turned up, with a triumphant smile, "The girl just booked a private room upstairs, I don't know if His Highness would like to reward you?"

"Then thank you girl in advance." Is this a rescue or a disturbance?Should I be thankful or to blame?

……

Xiubai picked up the tea cover on the side with her fingertips, gently covered the teapot, and poured it slowly with boiling water.Every move is fresh and elegant, dexterous and free.It seems that this is not just making tea, but also creation and art.

He Kunjin sat quietly at the side, letting that graceful movement wash away his heavy heart.

Silent, silent, four people, one room.

After drinking the tea for a long time, his legs and feet were numb from sitting on the ground, Wei Kang couldn't compete with the concentration of those two, and took the lead to break the silence, "I don't know how the girl knows the identity of His Highness?"

With a smile on his lips, the young boy was shocked. "When Dingyuan's army entered the city, all the guests in Xuexiang Pavilion couldn't help looking out of the window, but the three present still bowed their heads and discussed their own affairs. Besides," pointing to Wei Kang's waistband Sword, "this sword. Although the Young Master is sitting opposite His Highness, he still keeps his hands on the sword and keeps an eye on his surroundings. It is not difficult to guess that Young Master is His Highness's guard."

He Kunjin took a sip of tea, admiring the smooth talk of the person opposite.Nodded, um, very good, well edited, continue to edit.

"But even the guards," he didn't notice the corners of He Kunjin's mouth, "it's really rare to see such a soldier under the emperor's feet. From this, it can be seen that the people guarded by the young master are not only of extraordinary status, but also often have their lives Inferring from this, it is not surprising that the Dingyuan army has returned to Beijing, and the person who is of extraordinary status and accompanied by perennial dangers is the only one who is most suitable for him, and only you, Prince Ji, who returned one step ahead of the Dingyuan army not long ago."

"Awesome!" He wanted to clap his hands in amazement, but was frightened by the eyes of his sister beside him.

"It is said that Liu Xiang's youngest son is proficient in medicine, and his only daughter has also studied medicine since childhood. When I saw her today, I found that Miss Liu is not only excellent in medicine, but also articulate and smart." Wei An raised his eyebrows provocatively , but received a reproachful look from He Kunjin.

With a shake of his hand, a drop of tea splashed out. "Dare to ask this girl is..." They already know their identity?So is it a coincidence to come here today to the well-known Xueming Valley's industry?Is it deliberate?Xue Minggu and A Niang... are deeply afraid.

"The maidservant is the personal maid of His Highness King Ji, named Wei An," pointing at his younger brother with his eyes, "this is my younger brother, Wei Kang. Both of us sisters..."

"I saw the portrait of the girl from my mother's queen, so I was able to recognize the girl," Wei An interrupted, got up and poured some tea for Liu Yanxue, "I hope Miss Liu can't be blamed."

"His Royal Highness is really a disgraceful girl." The truth?lie?Seeing that there was really apology in those calm black pupils, a strange emotion surged in my heart.

Such a prince who is as gentle as jade and warm to the touch, even if he has no real name, it is no wonder that there will be... Looking at Wei An, he remembered the figure whose face he could not remember clearly. "Minnv and Your Highness were originally married by the Holy Lord. It is not surprising that Your Highness has seen the portrait of Minnv at her aunt's place. It's just... forgive Minnv for going over..."

"It's okay, please tell me, girl." With this look, I always feel that some amazing question will be asked.

"I don't know if His Highness has..." He frowned, "A concubine, Tong Fang, or other... personal maids?"

"..." How should I proceed with this steep turn of the topic? "none……"

The frown deepened, and the hands hidden under the table clenched tightly.does it worth?Why bother?You go through fire and water for him, but he turns around and forgets about you.

"..." Are you angry? "Miss Liu..."

"It's getting late, His Highness has not recovered from his serious injury, it's better to go back to the palace earlier." Lightly and clear.

"..." I chased away the guests.

The author has something to say:

He Kunjin: "Ma'am, you are wronged... I just wore my own clothes and died for myself..."

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Yan'er is different from A Jin, she is a child who grew up in a relatively free Jianghu environment, so she doesn't have the respect and inferiority of ordinary aristocratic daughters, regardless of men and women, and favor power and authority.

She will say something and do something very directly and quickly.

It can be said that she does not know the fear of power.

Her instinctive dislike of the powerful and the royal family just came from her parents, or in other words, it was just a simple contempt, without any element of fear in it.

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I was so tormented by jj that I felt uncomfortable when I saw the word "口". (╯﹏╰)

Chapter 7 Fetters

The streets and alleys of the capital without traces of the Dingyuan Army have long since returned to their former glory.The people who watched the excitement went back to their homes, and the vendors on both sides of the street also returned to their senses and started business.Exquisite jewelry, fragrant wine shops, noisy teahouses, and tinkling iron shops.

In a secluded alley not far from Xuexiang Pavilion, there were two men and a woman walking one behind the other.

"I didn't expect Miss Liu to be such a character," said the voice with admiration in her eyes, "it's really very different from the lady of the family I expected."

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