Married to a nemesis

When he saw Pei Qian get angry at being called a little beauty, Yuan Ji Nian still didn't understand why he had such a big reaction.

After listening to him talk so much tonight, he can understand a little bit.

It's just that since he doesn't like being mentioned about his appearance, it must be Pei Qian who listened and believed this unfounded thing.

"Your Highness!" The people lying on the top became irritable when they saw that Prince Zhou was still obsessed, and their voices became much sharper.

Yuan Ji Nian suddenly felt that his naughty temperament seemed a little familiar, how would an ordinary personal protector have the courage to persuade his master, especially when he called His Highness at the end with a broken voice, which reminded Yuan Ji Nian of someone vaguely .

"Which bodyguard next to the emperor are you?" Yuan Jinian couldn't see his face clearly, but the voice had some impression in Prince Zhou's head.

"Your Highness finally remembers me!" He clapped his hands, "I'm Lou'er, I was with His Highness when His Highness was twelve or thirteen years old, and was transferred back to His Majesty's side. On that day, the Holy Majesty ordered his subordinates to follow His Highness all the way to protect His Highness' safety."

"Then you will tell my father everything I do?"

Yuan Ji Nian suddenly figured out something. How could Emperor Zhou know about the last time he sent a letter to Da Song? There is no need to ask the answer anymore.

It turned out to be a good thing you did.

"The Holy Majesty was worried about His Highness, so he asked me to report everything about His Highness to the imperial court in detail, including what His Highness ate today, how many times he went out of court, and how many people he talked to..."

Yuan Ji Nian couldn't bear to listen any longer, and as soon as the words in the small building fell, he immediately asked: "Then if I insist on saving Mr. Pei today, will you tell Father?"

During Xiaolou's silence, the sound of wind and Pei Qian's soft breathing passed through Yuan Jinian's ears.

"Does Your Highness really like him that much?"

No no no, don't get me wrong.

Pei Qian also looked at him. At this moment, Yuan Ji Nian felt in a daze as if such a thing really happened.

"Can't you help me if you're a friend?"

Yuan Ji Nian pulled Pei Qian by the sleeve, pulled Pei Qian over, and begged in a calm tone, "Xiaolou, I know that if the task is not completed, you will be implicated, but this time, after we go out, I will I will write a letter to tell my father that I want to keep him."

The small building is also very difficult on the top.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really fascinated by beauty.

"friend?"

Pei Qian stared blankly at the tall and straight figure in front of her, with a self-deprecating smile on her lips, her eyes cold and arrogant.

It was the first time he heard this new term, and someone would dare to recognize him as a friend.

Thinking of the countless times he put the knife on Prince Zhou's neck, Pei Qian suddenly felt that Prince Zhou was either stupid or had ulterior motives: "Have you forgotten the days when I wanted to kill you, Your Highness?"

Yuan Ji Nian raised his eyes and sent a candid look: "But am I still alive and well?"

But he thought in his heart: So you still know what you did to me.

"Is your Highness still not tired?" Xiaolou lowered his head and asked him in puzzlement.

Yuan Ji Nian: "?" Don't talk nonsense, I'm not that kind of person.

To him, it didn't seem like saving Pei Qian, and he didn't feel how great he was.

Yuan Ji Nian wanted Pei Qian to live more because he wanted to make up for his past regrets.

From childhood to adulthood, he had many things or people he wanted to protect, including his elder brother. Every time he wanted to stay as long as possible, he could only watch them leave.

Yuan Ji Nian never wanted to see someone die in front of him, and experience this helpless feeling again.

He pulled down the rope and pushed Pei Qian in front of him: "Go up quickly."

Pei Qian tugged at the rope, her smile returned to her usual Shuli: "After I go out, it's too late for your Highness to regret it."

"Where are you talking so much nonsense. Hurry up, let's go out earlier, so we can fill our stomachs earlier."

After Pei Qian said that, Yuan Ji Nian was really afraid that he would regret it, but now is not the time to worry about this, what he wants to do most now is to eat hot antique soup and meat as soon as possible.

After watching Pei Qian climb up the rope a little bit, Yuan Jinian also climbed up the rope.

As soon as he climbed out of the burrow, he saw Xiaolou and Pei Qian standing facing each other, as if they were confronting each other.

Xiaolou's hand was held on the hilt of the sword, with an aura of daggers drawn, while Pei Qian was waving her fan carelessly, as if deliberately provoking him with her own existence, and her gaze completely passed Xiaolou, but looked at... …

Yuan Jinian checked several times before realizing that Pei Qianxiao saw his figure in his eyes.

"Isn't Your Highness going to eat antique soup?"

Are you really going to go with him?

"Your Highness, beauty misleads people." Xiaolou tried to persuade him with a loud voice.

Yuan Ji Nian felt it deeply again. At this moment, he was like a foolish king addicted to beauty, and Pei Qian was the beauty who brought disaster to the country and the people.

But...it doesn't matter whether he is beautiful or not, eating is important.

"Let's go." Yuan Jinian walked ahead with confidence.Judging by Pei Qian's appearance, she shouldn't be in the mood to fight Xiaolou, anyway, as long as she can't fight, it's fine.

Sure enough, within a few steps, he heard Pei Qian's footsteps following him.

When Yuan Ji Nian looked back at him, Pei Qian was turning around, waving her fan and raising the corners of her lips, smiling at Xiaolou, her smile was calm and a little smug.

"Hurry up." Yuan Jinian called out to Pei Qian.

Pei Qian turned her head back, quickened her pace and rushed to Yuan Jinian's side, standing beside him.

As if deliberately confirming the words that harmed the country and the people, Pei Qian intentionally got very close to Yuan Ji Nian along the way, talking and laughing together from time to time.

Xiaolou followed behind them, with a fierce look in his eyes, watching the shoulders of the two who touched each other from time to time, and shouted at the back of his unsatisfied master, trying to persuade him again: "Your Highness."

Yuan Ji Nian stopped in his tracks.

Xiaolou walked forward happily, thinking that his master had figured it out.

But Yuan Ji Nian looked at the vast night around him, and asked Pei Qian who was beside him: "How should we go out, do you know the way?"

Xiaolou: ...

Pei Qian took out a piece of paper from her pocket: "I have a map."

Fortunately, he knew that there was always something Pei Qian could use.

Yuan Ji Nian glanced at the fire, suddenly lost his mind: "Did you draw the picture?"

Pei Qian held the picture: "Yes."

"That's still..." Forget it.

He didn't dare to compliment Pei Qian's painting skills.

Yuan Ji Nian coughed, "Does Xiaolou know the way?"

Pei Qian's face darkened, and she was not happy at first: "What do you mean?"

Xiaolou had already walked to the front, with his back turned to Pei Qian, he inserted himself between the two of them: "This subordinate knows the way, so I will take His Highness out."

Yuan Ji Nian was deeply satisfied, just as he was about to lift his heel to follow Xiao Lou, his wrist was grabbed by a cold hand.

"Follow me." Pei Qian didn't have the patience to wait for his response at all, and she didn't dare to let go as if she was afraid that he would run away.

The small building in front stopped when he heard the words, the sword at his waist had been unsheathed, and three parts of the sword body were exposed.

Pei Qian was still holding his hand, as if she hadn't seen the small building, she walked straight across the small building.

"This……"

Yuan Ji Nian didn't know what to do for a while, he just wanted to get out of this ghost place and find a restaurant for dinner.

But if Pei Qian was the one leading the way, he would really be worried.

Yuan Ji Nian cast his eyes on the small building.

Xiaolou nodded to express his understanding, so a sword was stretched out in front of Yuan Jinian.

Yuan Ji Nian: "?" What are you doing blocking my way with your sword.

Xiaolou put away his sword in a hurry, and put away his flustered expression. When he reached Pei Qian, he put on a straight face again, and stood in front of him with his sword, blocking his way.

Pei Qian's face was even colder, but he still raised his proud neck, flung out the arrow with one hand, and grabbed Yuan Jinian's collar with the other hand, tapped his toes, and soared into the air.

"Can't you be gentle?" Yuan Ji Nian looked down at the collar of the arrested man, and his ears were still filled with the whistling wind.

In the end, Pei Qian only said coldly, "Shut up."

Not long after her prestige, Pei Qian's body became more and more unstable.

He could clearly feel that Pei Qian's grip on him was slowly disappearing. Before Yuan Ji Nian could sneer, Pei Qian fell to the ground like a kite that had come off its string.

Yuan Ji Nian was also brought to the ground heavily, like a bird with a broken wing.

After Yuan Ji Nian saw the blood oozing from his leg, what he wanted to say changed from complaining to blame: "You still have injuries on your leg, don't you have a long memory?"

Pei Qian propped her hands on the ground, and the waterfall-like blue hair that was originally on her back moved to her face as she lowered her head, covering her entire face, and her fragile appearance became more beautiful with a thin waist and a fragile waist.

Yuan Ji Nian didn't appreciate it very much, all he could see was the injury on Pei Qian's leg.

Just as he was about to go up to see his wound, Xiaolou appeared in front of him, pointing the sword at Pei Qian.

"Your Highness can't bear it, I can only do it earlier." Xiaolou said firmly, and the sword in his hand moved forward, and the tip of the sword touched Pei Qian's neck.

"So it's so difficult to like Your Highness." Pei Qian's voice was soft and quiet, as if she was sighing after a long time of lovesickness.

"Huh?!" Yuan Ji Nian looked at him in astonishment.

But with a slight change of mind, Yuan Ji Nian's turbulent mood gradually calmed down.

He knew what Pei Qian was going to do again.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to post 1969 characters, so the total number of characters is a neat 1969 characters, but when I pasted it, I found that [-] was stuck in half a sentence, Sang Xin