[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

Five days had passed when the news of Mu Xuanying's assassination reached Mo Yu's ears.

The weather is gradually warming up, and the area around Fanyang is full of greenery.There are birds flying by in the blue sky, with gray-green wings and round belly, cute and inconspicuous.

The bird fluttered into the courtyard of a tall mansion, stopped on the cedar tree for a while, jumped onto the window sill, and rolled its black eyeballs, showing a bit of dexterity. .

A hand wearing a black glove reached out and gently grabbed the bird's round body. The bird was not afraid, and stayed quietly in the cool palm, kicking the bright yellow claws.

Su Jixian found its claws from its fluffy belly, took out a silver buckle, and took off the small clip specially used to pick up secret letters from the hair band on its head, and took out a thin piece of paper.

He lay prone on the window sill, but the bird he let loose did not leave, and stood by the window sill lazily pecking at its feathers.

"Guard Mo," he looked up at Mo Yu, the serious door god, with a smile on his face, "Do you know Mo Lei?"

Guard Mo moved a few steps in his direction, still acting like a serious door god guard, "I have a little impression...it seems to be my half-sister, what's wrong?"

"She's looking for you everywhere in Taiyuan now, and she's pissed off because of being embarrassed by Mao Mao." Su Jixian threw the secret letter in his hand to him, lying on the window sill in a lazy and unrestrained posture, and his charm is more beautiful than that of a garden full of late spring scenery. In order to be eye-catching, even though Ashina Sangning's face is used, the appearance is not as good as his own face, but his bearing is enough to overwhelm this face, which makes people's mind shocked, "Actually, she didn't mean to kill people at first, I took Mao Mao away to ask about your whereabouts, but at that time, Mao Mao was in the medicinal bath for treatment, and if something goes wrong, it is still a trivial matter to waste all the previous efforts in the treatment, and the pulse will be reversed and run wild..."

Mo Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Don't worry, Mao Mao is fine, Yue'er is protecting you." Su Ji said leisurely, "However, Mo Lei's identity needs to be considered. Can you guess why she is looking for you?"

"Han Wang Treasure," Mo Yu said lightly, "I can only think of this reason."

"Oh? That's right. The war has been going on for three years. I also arranged for people to cut off the source of the Spike's fangs. The Spike's fangs have long been unable to continue, and the treasure of the King of Han should be brought up again." Su Jixian lowered his head and looked at him. Yuan Xiao lay on the window sill in her arms, "So what are you going to do?"

"Let's avoid it... I'm not interested in the treasures of the King of Han, and I'm not the only one of the four generals. She can find whoever she wants." Mo Yu kneaded the note in his hand into powder and clapped his hands, "It was the one who designed the tomb at the beginning. You Su family, you should also be more careful."

"Don't worry, they can't do anything to me." Su Jixian lowered his head and touched Yuan Xiao's forehead with his forehead, "I'm not sure which side Mo Lei is from, do you mind if I kill her?"

Mo Yu was silent for a while, "It stands to reason that she should be dead already...don't kill her for now, I have something to ask her."

"Okay." Su Jixian nodded with a smile, and suddenly raised a hand, his slender arm stretched towards the sky in an elegant and casual gesture, like a stretched flower branch, lazily protruding out a half-closed and half-bloomed flower.

A blur of gray-green streaked across the sky and landed on this branch of flower.

Su Jixian took out the newly sent message and read it, then smiled softly, "Shi Siming is almost arriving in Fanyang, and Shi Chaoxin will send someone to meet him this afternoon."

As he spoke, he leaned half his body towards the window sill, and shouted loudly: "Anu, it's time to go out shopping with Ah Cang."

The delicate female voice answered, and soon Qinghao went out with her skirt and Cangzhu guards to buy supplies for her daughter's home for "Princess Sangning".

Princess Ji Xian covered her lips and smiled lightly, "Let's go, Guard Mo, go and see the last forbidden area."

Mo Yu showed no expression, dutifully playing the role of a dull guard.

So Princess Jixian put on a neutral riding outfit with red background and black border, and went to visit at the invitation of Mrs. Qi Chuan Wang Qi, who is also Shi Chaoxin's mother.

After learning that his father was coming back today, Shi Chaoxin arranged for someone to greet him, and when he heard that Princess Sang Ning was sitting with his mother, his heart moved, and he followed.

And the family general Shi Xizhi who was in charge of welcoming him took his token to the barracks to transfer troops.

The barracks of the private soldiers of the Prince's Mansion were not far from the Prince's Mansion of Guichuan, so Shi Xi didn't ride a horse, but walked over directly.

As soon as he walked out of the alley, he saw a woman walking towards the market with a basket. She had a tall back, a tall body, and a charming walking posture, with a sassy posture unique to grassland women.

His eyes immediately stuck to the woman's body, and his feet seemed to be stuck with paste, making him unable to move forward.Looking up at the sun, he hesitated for a while, and when he raised his head again, his expression had become a bit obscene, and he turned around and disappeared from the alley.

The woman carrying the basket didn't notice it, she was still walking forward, when suddenly her arm was pulled violently, and she was dragged into another alley, just as she was about to shout, one hand covered her Mouth and nose, a strong arm tightly wrapped around her body.

"Young lady is spying around the palace alone, but you have plans for the palace?" Shi Xi's turbid breath sprayed in her ears, and her dark face smiled slickly.

The woman was struggling, her dark almond eyes were round and round, she was vicious and very beautiful, making people want to torture her.

"Let me see if the girl has any thoughts about the palace..."

Rough hands slowly slid up, from waist to chest.

The woman immediately struggled harder, Shi Xi was caught off guard for a moment, but she broke free, and was slammed into his face by the basket she was holding in her hand.

A thick ball of cotton and linen products flew out of the basket, and was smashed by the choking powder. Shi Xi laughed, not paying attention to this little resistance, and stretched out his hand to grab the cotton and linen. match.

When his fingers grabbed a corner of the cloth, a cold light suddenly appeared under the large ball of cloth that was thrown out. The cold light came strangely and quickly, and Shi Xi felt a pain in his chest before he could see it clearly. Pierced layer by layer.

"I have ulterior motives for the Palace of Guichuan Prince," a delicate female voice came from behind the cloth, sweet and smiling, and reached the ears of Shi Xi who was covered by a pocket head, "I want to say goodbye to you historians. It's all over the house, do you think it's okay?"

Shi Xi opened his mouth, and the dagger that had pierced his chest slashed straight up, slit his entire chest, and then slit his throat. Can splash.

He slumped to the ground, his limbs twitched, unable to utter a sound, a cold light flashed in his blood-blurred vision, fell in front of his ears, and slowly cut open his face.

Shi Xi is greedy, originally he should not be the one who dispatched troops to welcome Shi Siming this time, but another general who was strictly forbidden happened to suffer from diarrhea, so he had to go.This wrong move is enough to be fatal.

It didn't take long for the remote alley to be completely quiet. A dark man in his 40s came out, wearing a satin robe, with a slick smile.He carried the frame of the general of the Wang Chuan family to the private army camp, and the woman carrying the basket came out afterward and continued to walk to the market.

Soon, the dark man mobilized private soldiers and Fan Yang's garrison with a thousand soldiers and horses, and went out of the city three hundred miles to meet Shi Siming.

After waiting three hundred miles outside the city for a while, a group of soldiers and horses appeared on the horizon, rushing this way, the dark man's smile suddenly became flattering, he rode up to meet him, and shouted: "My subordinate Shi Xi, Master Fengxin!" Come and meet the prince!"

In the mansion of Prince Guichuan, the seventh lady, who has become the actual mistress of the mansion, is entertaining "Princess Sangning".

"Princess Sang Ning" stayed in the palace on the grounds of recuperating her injuries. She declined to visit her some time ago, and this is the first time she has been invited.

At this moment, the Seventh Lady was sitting at the head, and "Princess Sangning" was talking about the customs of the grassland, citing scriptures so fluently that the Seventh Lady, who was born in the south of the Central Plains, was fascinated.

Shi Chaoxin, who was by the side, was also fascinated, but he was fascinated by staring at the "princess" who had a modest and arrogant posture and a scintillating demeanor.

After talking for a while, Su Jixian said that he was tired, so he lowered his head to drink tea to catch his breath, and Shi Chaoxin hurriedly showed his courtesy.

"The princess is still recovering from her injuries, so let me tell you about my experience in Fan Yang, and make you two laugh."

Seventh Madam smiled satisfied with her son, Su Jixian also smiled lightly and nodded.

Shi Chaoxin's confidence doubled, and he talked about what he had seen and heard over the years.

This conversation went on for a long time, and before I knew it, it was almost sunset, and the guards in the mansion came to report in a hurry.

"Master Xin, madam, the prince is back!"

Madame Seven immediately beamed with joy, and Shi Chaoxin stopped with joy on his face, "Father is back? Welcome! Princess, can you go with me?"

"My lord is going back to the mansion, why don't you go?" Su Jixian nodded and stood up.

A group of people rushed to the front hall, and after a while, a rather burly bearded man walked in.

"Welcome to the prince!"

"Father!"

Shi Siming looked at his youngest son with a bright smile, and gently patted him on the shoulder, "Fan Yang managed well, as expected of my son!"

"Thanks to my father." Shi Chaoxin smiled even brighter, and when he saw the woman in red standing behind the crowd, he quickly said: "Father, the little princess Ashina was injured and came to Fanyang a while ago, and my son dared to bring the princess into the mansion." ..."

Seeing his son's reddish cheeks, Shi Siming also understood, turned his head to look at the crowd, "But Princess Sangning?"

The crowd consciously separated, and "Princess Sangning" appeared in front of Shi Siming. She was taller than all the women present and her figure was almost sharp, her eyes were cold, and she had the reserved arrogance of being in a high position for a long time. She didn't wear any weapons on her body. It is also combed into a simple ponytail and tied tightly with a hair tie.She didn't have half a piece of jewelry on her body, but she was still far more noble than the glittering golden woman in the mansion.

Su Jixian strolled forward, with a calm and dignified aura that made people dare not look up, and did not salute Shi Siming, just nodded, "Congratulations to the prince for returning home smoothly."

This sentence inexplicably made Shi Siming a little unhappy, frowned, always felt that something was wrong there, and still smiled kindly on his face: "How is the princess injured? Have you ever gotten used to living in the mansion? The mansion should not neglect the princess, right?"

"The injury has almost recovered, the palace is very good, and there is no neglect."

Shi Chaoxin tugged at his father's sleeve, "The princess has lived in the mansion for six or seven days, if she is negligent, how can she stay until now?"

Shi Siming nodded, frowned suddenly, his face suddenly turned livid, and drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang, "No! Six days ago I heard that Princess Sangning was still in the grassland, how could she live in my palace for seven days?! Who are you? ?!!"

The crowd immediately dispersed, away from him, Su Jixian smiled casually, raised his hand and pressed on his neck, and slowly tore off a jade-white soft thing.

The penis, which was as thin as cicada's wings, was torn off from his face and picked up on his fingertips, revealing a gentle and delicate face, far more beautiful than a mask.

The eyebrows are trimmed like a sharp rapier, the peach blossoms are shining brightly in the eyes, as if broken ice is ups and downs in the cold pool, the thin light-colored lips are slightly curled up, with a three-point casual smile, like gentleness, indifference, and charm It is especially romantic and elegant, like the most white and flawless clouds above the sky, or the most gorgeous and lazy spring light on the willow and peach blossoms in March, it is the ultimate beauty that even Danqing can't describe.

"Su, Yun, Mirror?!"

The author has something to say: Hehehe, it is more efficient to use a computer to code words.Next is Su Jixian and Mo Yu's home game, and Mao Mao and Lu Lingfeng will be soyed by me again.