The demon concubine of rebirth, you have been tricked by gl

Get up early the next morning and go to Qingzhou.

Qingzhou is not far from Jiangdu Mansion, tens of miles away, it can be reached in one day.

And because the princess is guarding the car, in order to be safe, they all take the road.

Every time I passed a post station, I stopped to rest.

Yan Wanting was really going to Qingzhou with his edict sleeves, and specially prepared an extra sedan chair for her.

A Su is very unclear why Yan Banting insists on keeping this woman who may be meticulous, not only in Jun Xiaozui, but also in Qingzhou.

Yan Wanting smiled and said nothing, she had her own plan in mind.

Although Zhaoxiu's identity was somewhat suspicious, she had kept Jun Xiao by her side for so long, and Zhaoxiu had never acted strangely.

Hiding so deeply, Xu Shi is really innocent, Xu Shi's identity is getting more and more complicated.

She couldn't escape, so Yan Wanting kept her by his side.

Maybe in the future, it will be useful.

The news that Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Concubine Xianfei were going to Qingzhou to escape the cold had already reached the ears of the Qingzhou prefect.

Not only has the Huaqing Palace been cleaned up, but Qingzhou's defenses and guards have also increased.

Every time someone from the royal family came, the prefect of Qingzhou was surprised and delighted.

The good news is that if he serves well enough to make the nobles of the royal family happy, and if he is favored, his official career will be prosperous all the way.

Surprisingly, in the past, there were often some ignorant assassins who took advantage of the opportunity to assassinate the royal family when they came to Qingzhou. If they were negligent, the princess or the empress would be assassinated.

Not to mention being injured, even if he was shocked, he would definitely take off the Qingzhou prefect's official hat.

Therefore, this matter must not be sloppy. The prefect of Qingzhou specially dispatched the most elite guards in Qingzhou to guard the surroundings of Huaqing Palace closely, with a fully armed soldier every ten steps.

If even a bird flies in, it will be shot down.

The convoy escorting the princess entered Qingzhou and Huaqing Palace.

The weather in Qingzhou is as warm as spring. Compared with Yanfei City, which is covered with snowflakes, it seems that it is not in the same season.

The weeping willows by the lake are full of green, and the flowers and plants on the roadside are also in full bloom.

Yan Wanting and Zhao Xiu walked all the way in the garden, and walked around the Cuiliu Lake several times.

Yan Wanting stood side by side with Zhao Xiu, walking with her hands behind her back. She changed into a light and plain white dress, without complicated patterns, only a few pale pink peach blossoms were thinly embroidered with silver thread on the corners of the sleeves. Clothes are always a little messy.

Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are picturesque, her long and narrow phoenix eyes are deep and clear, her black hair is casually pulled behind her head, and there is a free and easy smile on the corner of her lips.

"Miss Chaoxiu is not surprised by Bengong's identity at all."

Zhao Xiu slightly dropped half a step, she turned her head to look at Yan Wanting.

Even if she knew that Yan Wanting was not Miss Yan, but the noble princess of Yan Kingdom, she was not afraid at all, just like before, she winked slyly and smiled.

"When did Your Highness deliberately conceal his identity?"

Walking slowly, Yan Wanting suddenly stretched out his hand, with his slender fingertips, he gently lifted a drooping willow branch, and picked off a willow leaf lightly, and held it between his fingers to play with it.

"That's true, but Miss Zhaoxiu is indeed not an ordinary person. If an ordinary person saw Ben Gong, how could she talk to Ben Gong so freely."

"Then His Highness wants others to fear His Highness."

"Of course not. If Miss Zhaoxiu was really afraid of me, I wouldn't invite her to Huaqing Palace."

Zhao Xiu chuckled and bowed his head, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a few tiny red marks on Yan Banting's fair and slender neck.

She stopped and called out in a low voice.

"Your Highness."

Yan Wanting stopped, turned to look at her, saw her holding her neck with some worry, and asked in doubt.

"What's wrong."

Zhao Xiu took out a small jade bottle only two fingers wide from his sleeve.

"On Your Highness's neck, there are a few red marks, like scratches. I have some ointment to relieve itching and swelling, Your Highness should apply some."

Yan Wanting was stunned, and seemed to casually glance at the small jade bottle in Zhao Xiu's hand.

He casually reached out and touched his neck, and said indifferently.

"This can't be considered an injury at all. I guess I scratched it accidentally in the car today. Don't pay attention to it. It will disappear after a while."

Zhao Xiu shook his head lightly, and asked earnestly, half jokingly.

"Your Highness is afraid that this plaster is poisonous. If His Highness doesn't believe it, then I will use some on your body and show His Highness."

After speaking, he poured two drops of transparent and viscous clear liquid from the jade bottle, opened his sleeves, and applied it on his arms.

Yan Wanting shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"How can I doubt Miss Zhaoxiu? Although I don't see her very often, I have known her for more than three years, so I understand her heart. Forget it, if the girl is really worried, then I will paint some Bar."

A slight smile flashed across Zhao Xiu's dark and sly eyes, she walked up to Yan Wanting and tiptoed slightly.

The soft fingertips were stained with some cool plaster, which was gently applied to the red marks on Yan Wanting's neck.

Yan Wanting raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, without moving, but the corner of his eyes was secretly watching Zhao Xiu's movements.

A gust of wind blew up and lifted the white gauze on the sleeves. The half fair and beautiful face with a gentle smile fell into Yan Wanting's eyes, and she was stunned.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Xiu leaned his head over, pressed close to Yan Wanting's neck, and blew a soft breath.

The warm and fragrant breath sprayed on the sensitive skin lightly, making it itchy and numb.

She was close, the faint scent of flowers on her body floated into her nostrils, and Yan Banting could even feel the warm body temperature on her body.

Yan Wanting stepped back half a step awkwardly, but Zhao Xiu boldly put her hand on Yan Wanting's shoulder, and followed her, she said softly.

"Your Highness, don't move, the effect of the plaster will be halved before it dries."

Yan Wanting stopped his pace, raised his head and frowned slightly, appearing a bit pampered and helpless.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of plucking a piano, like the sharp sound of a sword being drawn.

Both Yan Wanting and Zhao Xiu were startled.

They turned their heads at the same time, and looked at the attic beside them.

Xia Qiu, dressed in white, sat upright under the eaves of the attic, with a piano in front of him, and a small incense burner burning incense on the table.

Fu An was leaning against the railing of the eaves, holding his head and watching her intently.

Xia Qiulian fiddled with the strings with a cold face.

The sound of the piano changes from low to high, from slow to fast.

Like a tender woman, she suddenly turned into a female general wearing armor to kill the enemy.

The gentle sound of the piano turned into a murderous blade, and the intent to kill emerged.

Let people mention this heart, full of agitation, as if standing on a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

Yan Wanting looked up at Xia Qiulian on the attic with a dazed expression.

Such scenes have happened countless times.

She and Feng You were strolling by the lake, Xia Qiulian was playing the piano on the attic, she looked up at Xia Qiulian from time to time with attachment.

Feng You always whispered in her ear ignorantly, asking her to lower her head and watch the road carefully.

It all seemed like yesterday.

The music suddenly stopped abruptly, which seemed a bit abrupt.

Then Fu'an, who was leaning against the railing, rolled his eyes in surprise, and walked quickly to Xia Qiulian's side.

Xia Qiulian frowned slightly, and following Fu'an, the two quickly walked into the room together until they disappeared.

Zhao Xiu stroked his palm and sighed in admiration.

"The sound of the concubine's piano is really exciting. Even such a weak woman from the Nu family has the urge to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. The empress is not only beautiful, but she can also play the piano so well. It's really impressive. The servants are very envious."

Yan Wanting came back to his senses, glanced at her lightly, and smiled apologetically.

"I'm a bit tired. If Miss Zhaoxiu wants to continue walking, let Asu accompany her to walk around. The scenery of Huaqing Palace is still good. If the girl wants to go back to rest, Asu will lead the girl back to the room to rest." .”

Zhao Xiu bowed his head and smiled.

"The scenery here is really good, and I want to go for a walk again."

Yan Wanting beckoned, A Su, who had been following them from afar, was almost trotting, and arrived in front of the two in the blink of an eye.

"A Su, you can accompany Miss Zhaoxiu, Huaqing Palace is big, so Miss Zhaoxiu won't get lost."

Aso saluted respectfully.

"The servants lead the order."

Yan Wanting turned and left.

But she didn't go back to her room to rest, but went to Qinfeng Pavilion where Xia Qiulian had just played the piano.

When she went up, Fu'an was bandaging Xia Qiulian.

On the white cloth beside him, there were still some bright red blood stains.

When Yan Wanting arrived at the door, no one noticed her until she stood aside and frowned and asked in a low voice.

"What's wrong."

Fu An replied without raising his head.

"The strings are broken, and your mother's hand was cut by the strings."

As soon as she finished answering, she realized that something was wrong, she raised her head little by little with a stiff neck, and looked at Yan Wanting with wide eyes and panic.

Got caught by... got caught.

It's just that Yan Wanting frowned and looked at Xia Qiulian's injured hand, without looking at Fu'an, reached out and gently grabbed Xia Qiulian's wrist, and asked.

"How is the injury? Is the wound deep?"

Xia Qiulian's face was cold, she glanced at Yan Wanting, broke free from her hand, and said calmly.

"It doesn't matter, isn't Your Highness accompanying Miss Zhaoxiu? How can you say that Miss Zhaoxiu is His Highness's guest, so leaving the guests behind and leaving on her own is probably inappropriate."

"I asked A Su to accompany Miss Zhaoxiu to go around. Instead of caring about her, Qiu Lian might as well care about her own wounds."

Yan Wanting looked up at Xia Qiulian, and the corners of her lips twitched calmly. She reached out and grabbed Xia Qiulian's hand domineeringly, wanting to see her wound.

Xia Qiulian seemed a little stubborn today, with injuries on her fingers, but she still tried to break free from Yan Banting's hand.

"My palace said, it's nothing to get in the way, and don't bother Your Highness to care about it."

"you..."

Fearing that Xia Qiulian would forcefully open the wound, Yan Wanting had no choice but to let go.

Fu An curled up to the side, silently put a bottle of golden sore medicine on the table from his sleeve, and sneaked out while Yan Wanting was not paying attention.