Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

The young man looked at the outspoken woman opposite in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"The Holy One heard it, didn't he?"

The young man stopped holding Qiao, and sighed softly: "No one has ever seen through it. How does the girl know that I am a girl?" She has been thin since she was a child, and she has been apprenticed and in the military camp. The beauty of my daughter’s family.

"Your Majesty, you cover it up very well, but your eyes can't deceive you." From the time they met at the door, to lunch, and then to night, Xuan Qingyi's every move was followed by her eyes. That look was absolutely It is not the admiration and respect of young men for their elders, but the attachment and tenderness of women to men.

Exactly like the other girl.

"That's it." The Holy Emperor laughed. She had never seen such a straightforward woman, without any coyness, and she felt some good feelings in her heart. With such a stunning appearance coupled with Bingxue's intelligent qualities, it's hard not to be liked by men, "It's obvious that my uncle likes girls very much."

"Yes." Nanshan smiled and nodded. Everyone could see that she was not secretive.

"I heard that the girl has great medical skills. I wonder when I can help my mother look after her head problem."

"Of course it's no problem. Xuan Qing also told me about the Queen Mother's head ailment. I will help her take a look at it when we go out in the spring tomorrow." Nanshan said as he handed a sachet to the girl disguised as a man opposite. , "Deworming."

The Holy Master nodded, took the sachet, and continued to enjoy the flowers with Nanshan in the outer courtyard of Chengyuyuan. It was a unique flavor to enjoy the flowers under the night light. Nanshan covered the night lamp with some mosquito-repelling herbs. In addition, the temperature outside the glass house was already relatively low, so there were fewer bugs.

The two of them walked forward from the flower path, talking about the old queen's head ailment, while occasionally stopping to look at the unique postures of exotic flowers and plants in the night. The flowers were fragrant, accompanied by the warmth and warmth of the hot spring in the glass room. The bright moon makes people forget to leave.

"I treat my uncle as both a teacher and a friend. I do have some thoughts about my little daughter. However, I am in a high position and cannot do many things according to my temper. Therefore, I entrusted him to my sister." Before leaving, the Holy Master said to Nanshan Zuo Yi said.

Nanshan quickly held up her hand: "Absolutely not."

"Xuanqing also treats me very well, and he is the only one in Nanshan's heart. I should have revealed the things entrusted by the Holy One naturally. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"Okay." The seventeen-year-old girl opposite, dressed in men's clothing, responded softly.

After sending the Holy Lord out of the hospital, Nanshan watched her figure change from slightly lost and defeated to upright and resolute in a short period of time. In modern times, at a child-like age, it must be very difficult for her to carry the country and the country.

Ordinary women can cry bitterly, act like monsters, and fight for love when they don't get it, but as the Supreme Being, she cannot act willfully.

It was also difficult for her.

Just like herself, as the young master of the Mountain God Clan, if it hadn't been for that accident, it would have been so easy for her to taste the warmth and coldness of love in the world so easily. Rather than saying this was a tribulation for her, it was a journey, without so many last resorts. Just live your life well, wear the clothes you want to wear, and love the people you want to love.

It’s hard to be a mountain god, how can it be so easy for a human saint to be?

When Nanshan returned to her room, Ah Chun helped her remove the hairpin. She looked slightly tired in the mirror, but she felt at peace. That woman, there are times when she wants to wear an underskirt, right?

The Holy Emperor returned to his private room and saw the prince standing at the door, looking at her with a grimace.

"What? Is there something dirty on my face?" Shengshang said angrily. Ever since he met Nanshan You at the door, Wang Gonggong has been looking at her like this. He doesn't know what's wrong?

"No, my lord," the prince came to him and whispered, "the prince is waiting for you in the study."

"Oh?" It's so late, why is uncle coming to see her?

Without delving further, she entered the study.

"Uncle Master." Si Ganyi bowed respectfully.

"Well, sit down." Xuan Qing said to her without raising her head, drinking the tea prepared by Wang Gonggong.

As soon as Si Gan sat at the tea table, he added some tea to his uncle, and then sat quietly aside without daring to speak. Could it be that his uncle knew that he was in Chengyuyuan and came here specifically to train her?

"Si Cong is in Langzhou."

"Brother?" Si Ganyi was extremely surprised. Shouldn't the eldest brother be guarding the border in the north?

Si Cong was the son of the former noble concubine. In South Vietnam, virtuous people were not promoted to elders. Therefore, when the late emperor made Si Ganyi the crown prince, the former noble concubine had some trouble with the late emperor. But later it became a foregone conclusion, and the first imperial concubine lived in the palace for a long time and died in depression.

During the funeral, Si Cong took the then deputy commander of the Imperial Guard and attempted to kidnap the new emperor, but was caught by Xuan Qing and thrown to the north. At that time, Si Cong knelt in front of him with tears in his eyes and begged him to be merciful and let him attend the funeral before going to serve in the north. Xuan Qing also agreed.

"This big brother of yours is so evil that he came directly to my courtyard in Langzhou to spy on you. I sent him away."

"My heart was soft at first." Si Gan clenched his fists with both hands. At that time, his eldest brother put the sword on the neck of his mother-in-law and forced her to hand over the throne. After being subdued, he swore to the sky that he was just obsessed with it for a moment, but now he actually moved his uncle. idea.

Knowing that Si Cong was still in Langzhou, the Holy Spirit wrote a secret letter to Liu Shan, the deputy general of the northern army. A few days ago, he reported Si Cong's whereabouts to his uncle. Fortunately, his uncle was prepared, otherwise he would have been seriously injured. The uncle who is still here might really be injured.

"You don't have to be too anxious. I taught him a little lesson. Now he is probably staying in a medical center to recuperate."

"It would be best if he can return to the north on his own after recovering from his injury. If not, the Holy Emperor may have to make a decision this time." Xuan Qing also knew very well the original intention of the late emperor to make Si Ganyi the crown prince and pass the throne to her. I want to put benevolence first. Since ancient times, the royal family has been changing dynasties in bloody storms, and the late emperor did not want this to happen.

Fortunately, the royal families of this generation do love each other, but Si Cong is out of tune and only thinks about things that don't belong to him.

"Okay. Disciple understands." Si Gan stood up and saluted Xuan Qing who was about to leave.

Xuan Qing did not mention her going to Chengyuyuan. He was seriously injured, but he was not deaf or blind. Over the years, he has known what the Holy One is thinking. This time when he meets Nanshan You, let her dispel His unrealistic fantasies.

Xuan Qing also stepped out of Si Ganyi's wing, looked up to see that the night was just right, and then headed towards Chengyuyuan.

In the wing of Chengyu Courtyard, candlelight shone brightly, and a petite figure was combing her hair in front of the dowry. Xuan Qing also took a closer look and saw that Ah Chun had been sent out by Nanshan, so he raised his hand and pushed the door open.

The woman in front of the dowry heard the sound and stood up alertly. When she saw the person standing at the door, her eyes softened: "Didn't I tell you to rest earlier? Why are you disturbing me again?"