Heaven is fearless

The Princess’s Mansion was rebuilt from the former Nanjiang Imperial Palace. Although it is not as refined and elegant as the Huazhai Mansion in the Central Plains, it also has a unique style. The mansion is generously encloses half of the mountains and forests, and the live stream meanders through the backyard, forested with deer and wild cranes Walking in the yard is as leisurely as in the vast mountains and forests.

Yan Wujiu traveled so many places with Fanxing, and most of what he saw were apricot blossoms, spring rain, small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River. He was extremely curious about the wild animals in front of him, staring at a fluffy young deer. fan.

A peacock with a fit body walked over with reserved and arrogant steps, walked half a circle around Fan, and shook its magnificent tail feathers with a clatter.

The monk in white looked down at it. The peacock shook its gorgeous and thick tail, let out a long and intermittent cry from its mouth, lowered its head and rubbed its head on the back of Brahma's naturally hanging hand in goodwill.

Yan Wujiu saw this big bird with beautiful and plump tail feathers, and immediately reached out to touch it enthusiastically, but the peacock tilted his head and dodged it, and at last he glanced arrogantly at him with his long and narrow eyes, Shi Shi Ran walked away.

"This phoenix has always been proud, and it has shown its screen very few times. It seems that it likes the master very much." The princess in red walked in front. Seeing this scene, she smiled slightly, turned her head and ordered, "Wrap it around In the master's yard."

Yan Wujiu wrinkled his expression as if he had eaten a sour persimmon upon hearing the words.

The princess said to herself that it would be fine to bring them to the princess's mansion, after all, they are too many to beat, but this kind of strange tone... She really regards Fanxing as a male favorite Yet?

Yan Wujiu still couldn't accept this fact.

How strong is the heart to make this courageous decision in front of the compassionate Guanyin face of Fanxing?

Don't you feel that you are extremely guilty...

He was thinking wildly here, Fan Xing clasped his hands together, his ears were glowing red, and his sight for help flew to Yan Wujiu.

The princess didn't pay attention to his gaze, Yan Wujiu understood, and answered for Fanxing with a smile: "Your Highness, my husband doesn't like to look at caged birds. The small animals raised by the princess are very beautiful. Wouldn’t it be a pity to lose sight of them? It would be nice to let them live freely, the boy is here to thank the princess for his kindness on behalf of Mr.”

The princess' eyes fell on Yan Wujiu with a smile that was not a smile, and he looked at him meaningfully: "You can talk, you kid, what's your name?"

Yan Wujiu answered smoothly: "My boy, Yan Wujiu, is a native of the capital, and he follows Mr. to make his home all over the world."

"Ah... surnamed Yan, from the capital city." The princess repeated in a drawn out voice. She didn't know what to think of, and her attitude improved a lot. She said in a gentle tone, "My elder brother is also in the capital city. I have been with him for ten years. I haven't seen him for more than a year, so I don't know what the current situation in the capital is like? I think he's worried, and I need to trouble Young Master Yan to tell me about the changes in the capital."

When she talked about her elder brother, her voice became softer than ever before, her tone slowed down and then slowed down, the corners of her eyes became redder and redder, and her lips were full of smiles. It was obviously the most appropriate tender memory, but Yan Wujiu didn't know why he listened to him. The back is sweating frequently.

It was as if a vicious ghost was staring at him.

Naturally, the princess would not personally arrange a place for them. An attendant led them through the moon gate to the backyard. The princess in red stood where she was, with a normal smile on her face. It has been wrung so hard that a thin layer of red has appeared.

"Your Highness...your hand..." The female guard looked worriedly at the blood on her hand, and in exchange for a cold look from the woman, she immediately lowered her head and dared not say any more.

"Yan... I remember that Yan is the surname of a great nobleman in Wei Jingshi, and the name Wu Jiu is also very familiar... You send someone to inquire about this person, and also ask about the monk beside him. Clear."

"Yes." The female guard took the order and went out quickly. The tall and beautiful woman pinched the horsewhip made of gold thread with her fingers, and a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Brother...my good brother...let me see if I can catch you this time..."

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Under Yan Wujiu's strong request, he did not occupy a courtyard by himself, but lived with Fanxing in a courtyard facing the lake. It was said to be a courtyard, but it was actually a palace in the former royal palace, but it was under construction. Under the modification, a palace has been divided into three courtyards, and the other two are occupied by people, and they occupy the one closest to the lake.

Seeing the servants cleaning the house with their hands and feet, putting up all kinds of decorations, removing all the curtains and replacing them with new ones, and filing out with old utensils in their hands, Yan Wujiu looked distressed-this is probably new It's a good thing, it can still be used after washing, so just replace it?

The last servant bowed his waist to leave, Yan Wujiu walked around the courtyard, and then returned to Fanxing's side.

Unlike Yan Wujiu who couldn't sit still, from the moment he entered this courtyard, Fanxing found a big rock that didn't get in the way in the corner of the courtyard, sat upright and recited the scriptures, as if worldly affairs had nothing to do with me, I wanted to ride the wind and go away, until Yan Wujiu was fresh enough to return to him, then I slowly opened my eyes and looked down at him.

"Wow, this princess has bad intentions! People are guarding the door and they won't let me go out!" Yan Wujue complained in a low voice, "And robbing civilians in the street... civilian men! They don't seem to be number one. Don’t worry about it, the sheriff here doesn’t care about it!”

Fanxing lowered his eyelashes, wrapped the long beads around his wrists, and explained patiently: "This place is far away from the capital's control, and most of the government orders are unreasonable. It has only been naturalized for a few years. I don’t really trust it, the princess mansion is the real controller here.”

It was the first time Yan Wujiu heard about this, and his eyes widened in shock: "Why? The sheriff doesn't care, why is the sheriff in charge?"

Fan Xing pondered for a moment, then asked softly: "Do you still remember the elder brother that the princess just mentioned?"

Yan Wujiu said blankly: "Brother... Ah, yes, what happened to him? Wait a minute! Could it be that he is..."

Fan Xing nodded silently.

Yan Wujiu took a deep breath.

Of course he had heard about the tyrant, who was born in southern Xinjiang, a prince of the royal family in southern Xinjiang, and was sent to the capital as a hostage with the queen at the time because the country was broken, leaving behind a little princess as a mascot To appease the people in southern Xinjiang...

I have to say that this method is extremely ruthless, taking away the adult queen, leaving only a young princess, and the southern border has fallen into a situation where the dragons have no leader. If they want to rebel, they can't find a leader. Of course, they can The little princess is treated as a puppet, but among other things, the little princess's mother and elder brother are all in the capital. Even if she wants to rebel, she has to weigh it.

Children are hostages, and parents are hostages, this is a completely different situation.

As long as she doesn't want to be cast aside for the rest of her life, she can't let her mother's life go.

Yan Wujiu originally just listened to it with one ear, but only when he saw the princess in the story did he really have a sense of reality.

The tyrant he hated was the princess's own brother, whom she said she hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

Fan Xing explained softly: "Facing the current emperor's own sister, of course the sheriff would not be so stupid as to confront her head-on, although the relationship between the emperor and her didn't seem to be good. Add a title, but the blood relationship is here, no one wants to bet on the mind of an emperor."

In fact, the bad relationship that Fanxing said was a euphemism. To be precise, it should be that the emperor completely ignored the only sister in the world who was connected with him by blood.

He seemed to have completely forgotten his homeland. Not only did he not confer the title of Princess Nan'an Princess after he ascended the throne, he also continued the previous policy in the governance of Southern Xinjiang without imposing more tolerance and tolerance.

However, his attitude of ignoring Nanjiang also relieved the ministers in the court. The emperor did not mean to treat Nanjiang preferentially, which meant that he did not care about his identity as a Nanjiang native, but ascended the throne as the former prince and stepson Yes, this also saves the civil and military people who are proud of the etiquette of the Central Plains from the embarrassment of being ruled by foreigners-although everyone knows the origin of Chu Zhang's blood, as long as it is covered with a fig leaf of identity, it is not exposed to the public In other words, it can be ignored by everyone tacitly.

Yan Wujiu didn't understand why the tyrant would ignore his only sister so much, he brought himself in, if he became rich, he would definitely let Yan Duotang live a good life, give her a lot of money, and give her She builds many big houses...

He fell into his own fantasy, and when he came back to his senses, he could only conclude that he was indeed a ruthless tyrant who didn't even want his own sister. It seemed that he was indeed not a good person.

The life in the princess's mansion is much better than the days when there was nothing to eat and sleep in the open air. Except that they can't go out, there are no disadvantages, but it doesn't matter to Yan Wujiao if they can't go out. Anyway, three meals a day are delivered by someone. Come here, and you can add all kinds of snacks to your heart's content. Yan Wujue was so happy that he gained seven or eight catties in just over half a month, and his height also increased by half a head. The slightly sharp jaw of the young man was rounded. Meat.

Apart from other things, Yan Wuzheng was indeed raised for a while, and the free and happy temperament on his body became more obvious, and he also added a little magnanimity of a leisurely rich son.

This kind of day full of food, drink, and happiness makes Yan Wujiu so comfortable that he forgets why he is here. Every day, he catches all kinds of birds and beasts roaming in the yard and amuses them. When he gets interested, he goes down to the lake. Catching fish, as long as he doesn't make a fuss about going out, no one cares about him.

——It would be even better if Princess Nan'an could forget him here.

Yan Wujiu thought bitterly in his heart, why didn't he think of him for more than half a month, why did he suddenly want to ask him to chat?

Chatting... Bah!Who needs to take a shower before chatting!

Don't think that he is easy to deceive when he is young. Those idiots often say "chat" when they coax the beautiful sisters in Nianchun Pavilion... Believe him, you will be a ghost!

And chatting during the day is not good, why do you have to chat at night!

Yan Wujiu followed the waiter and turned into a corridor, his face was so bitter that he couldn't look at it, but he was a little lucky in his heart, fortunately the Princess didn't think of Fanxing, if that stupid monk was called, he might be eaten There are not even bones left.

Maybe Fanxing really thought chatting was just chatting, thinking of Fanxing's calm expression before going out, Yan Wujiao sighed in his heart.

This monk is too simple.

The servant who led the way led him for a long way, and finally stopped in front of a carved wooden door, slightly pushed the door open a gap, and signaled Yan Wuzheng to go in.

The young man's complexion changed again and again, he took a deep breath, and rubbed his face vigorously—how can he get a tiger cub if he doesn't enter the tiger's lair, whoever will go to hell if I don't go to hell, you can be a master if you have to endure hardships...

He was so nervous that he didn't know what he was reading. He pulled out a warm and just right smile, put on a look of admiration for his sister, and strode into the room.

Yes, as long as he shows the sight of those sisters in Nianchun Pavilion before, even the hard-hearted sister will soften his heart to him. I think you are all sisters, and I expect you to see me like a brother.

Today's goal is to beg Bailai to recognize this princess sister!

——She can't attack her brother frantically, can she?

How to deal with my sister, he has a lot of experience!

Rumu's pure and sweet smile was already on the corner of his mouth, and before he could say the sweet call he had prepared, he was scorched by a burst of warm and sweet steam.

In the milky white water vapor, the apricot-colored gauze curtains are half drawn and half drawn, and the sound of water waves rippling around seems to echo in the vast space. This is a huge room, with layers of gauze curtains in sight, behind the gauze curtains The sound of water is lingering, and there is a faint figure shaking behind.

No matter how stupid Yan Wujiu is, he can see where this is.

His face immediately turned green.

The sister of the princess is too brave, why did she meet in the bath without saying a word?This is not the right scene for siblings to meet each other!

Yan Wujiu turned his body faster than his mind, and before he could figure out the logic, he quickly twisted his body, and covered his eyes with his hands to show his innocence.

There was a low and hoarse laughter coming from behind, the sound of splashing water, and the sound of bare feet stepping on the wooden board was clearly discernible. Hearing the sound getting closer, Yan Wujiu wished he could shrink himself into a ball.

"Young master of the Yan family, why does he look like a tiger who fears women like a tiger? This will not please the girls in southern Xinjiang." The princess's voice seemed to be filled with water, and she teased condescendingly.

Yan Wujiao still covered his eyes with his hands, but all the muscles in his body were tense.

Did she know his identity as an orphan of the Yan family?

It turned out that during the silent half month before, did she go to check on him?

What will she do?

Will he tell her that the tyrant brother cut grass and roots?

Yan Wujiu's brain turned crazily, undecided between running away and holding the princess hostage, when he suddenly heard the female voice laughing again.

This laughter should have no other meaning, but Yan Wujiu's burning brain was suddenly sobered up.

That's right, if she wanted him to die, she should have caught him and thrown him to the capital long ago. Why did she come up with such a thing?She must have plotted something and took advantage of him to talk to him.

Thinking of this, Yan Wujiu tried his best to relax his muscles, and said with a smile: "Sister Princess, I am in your princess mansion, why do I want to please girls from Nanjiang? Here, only sister Princess, the girl from Nanjiang, is the most beautiful girl. Looks good, and I'm not stupid."

The princess stretched out her finger and poked Yan Wujiu's head: "The mouth is sweet, but it's a little tender."

She changed the subject: "Since Young Master Yan is here as a guest at my princess' mansion, of course it is better to treat him as a distinguished guest. Miao Xin's finest Wuli tea has been brewed, young master, come and taste it."

Yan Wujiu was taken aback for a moment, and found something different from what he had imagined. He tentatively opened one eye between his fingers, and saw the red skirt embroidered with gold silk winding on the ground. He slowly put down his hand , looking up, the princess in full makeup and costumes looked at him with a smile, and Yan Wujiu's mind exploded.

Bad, he was stereotyped.

She was totally blowing him up before!He sold himself in such a daze!

Is it too late to play dumb now?