After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

But the white-robed Jialuo Cejun cared more.

Did Xiao Yunzheng die in an accident?

In the stern silence, he looked at the two people in front of Chengming Palace.

The green-shirted servant boy followed the gaze of his young master and looked from afar.

"Eunuch Desheng, who is the man in official uniform next to the princess?" The book boy in green clothes pretended to be puzzled: "These days, Pu Ying, I always see that man going in and out of Chengming Palace, and sometimes he stays until late at night."

"Oh, you mean that adult?"

Eunuch Desheng also looked in the direction of the voice, feeling melancholy and emotional.

"That gentleman is the twin brother of Zhang Cejun in the palace."

"Speaking of which, if you want to gain the favor of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Eunuch Desheng paused for a moment, then continued, "Compared to the concubine Zhang in the palace, that Mr. Zhang... is much more dangerous."

"Is it that Lord Zhang? Is he very cruel?" The green-shirted servant boy asked naively.

"Haha." The little book boy who looked like a New Year's picture doll was very much liked by Eunuch Desheng, who couldn't help but say more: "During the previous red list election, Her Royal Highness the Princess chose Zhang Cejun, and there were many rumors that Her Royal Highness chose Zhang Cejun because of his face that resembled her brother."

"Do you understand?" Looking at Lady Jialuo, Eunuch Desheng hinted.

The young man, dressed in a white robe that looked like an icicle in the snow, was even more silent.

In the news received from the secret agents earlier.

There is a legend about the princess's Mirror Lake Cottage.

So, of course he understood.

The green-shirted servant boy was quick to speak and suddenly realized: "Oh! Zhang Cejun is the substitute of that adult!!"

Eunuch Desheng immediately hissed, "We know it very well."

The cold snow-white eyes hidden under the hood of the white robe looked far away at the crown prince of the empire, Princess Xuanyuan, who was wearing a red dress embroidered with gold in front of Chengming Palace.

After a moment, he followed her gaze and looked towards the jade steps in front of the hall.

Lord Zhang, wearing the official robes of the Imperial Censor, is like a pine tree or a bamboo in the clouds, with a pure and upright character.

The hazy moonlight cast their reflections in front of the jade steps.

Jialuo's white-robed sidekick seemed to be thinking about something.

The censor took the lantern handed to him by the princess.

The two talked for a long time.

It was quite far away, so he couldn't hear clearly, but it did not prevent him from witnessing the scene.

The censor had already said goodbye and left, but the princess remained motionless.

All the way to the palace gate, which was tightly locked.

At this time, a man walked out of the hall.

The calm snow-white eyes of the man in white robe were finally filled with surprise.

He recognized him, the Man-Slaughter King who commanded the Northern Frontier Iron Cavalry.

However, the heroic lord of the northern frontier, who had made great military achievements, suppressed his cruelty and wrapped the princess tightly in fox fur himself. After tying the belt, he pinched the princess' face again.

In this scene, the Butcher King's black eyes are filled with pampering and tenderness.

The princess raised her eyes and looked at the black-robed king-slayer with a smile.

Her bright eyes are warm, dependent and...

He seemed to see it in her eyes, like?

The Butcher King and the Princess seemed like an ordinary couple.

Once this thought comes up, it is difficult to dispel it.

The cold night wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

A drop of cold dew fell on the bamboo corridor, and it felt cold on the back of his hand.

This time, it was the concubine Jialuo, who was very frugal with words, who spoke up herself: "It's late at night. As a foreigner, King Rentu can also stay in the palace?"

When Eunuch Desheng heard this, he looked like he was saying, "You don't understand this."

"King Feng Ran is the uncle of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Eunuch Desheng was quite emotional: "Although the two of them suddenly became estranged a few years ago."

"But the princess's mind is the most difficult to understand."

Eunuch Desheng recalled the past with lingering fear: "At the beginning of the year, Pei Cejun offended King Feng Ran for some reason. You know, Pei Cejun was your highness's lifesaver at the time, but your highness was furious and still gave Pei Cejun a severe punishment."

"It can be seen that right now, the princess values ​​King Feng Ran very much."

As he spoke, Eunuch Desheng thought of the concubine beside him, who was from Jialuo.

Now that I have said so much, I won't mind giving you a few more words of advice.

"In Daqi, filial piety is the most important thing."

"King Feng Ran is our elder, and even though you are Prince Jia Luo, you should still be respectful to King Feng Ran when you meet him in the princess' palace."

The green-shirted book boy had a distorted expression: "???"

The pair of snow-covered eyes of the white-robed gentleman looked even more like an icy abyss.

After a while, the side master said calmly: "Princess Abao, this really opened my eyes."

The night when Pei Guichen was rescued, I heard what Pei Guichen said.

"You dare to approach Jiangnan City, aren't you afraid of being discovered by Abao?"

At that time, people speculated that Princess Abao was hiding in Jiangnan.

Then I thought of the veiled woman I met in the brothel before.

And the princess suddenly appeared in Jiangnan, and he was finally able to confirm the matter.

The dignified Princess Abao actually lingered in a brothel.

It seems that the rumored romantic and amorous princess is real.

If Abao heard what Eunuch Desheng said tonight.

She must invite him warmly, write the storybook quickly, and then give it to Xuanji to sell well.

Unfortunately, they were too far away. A Bao seemed to sense something and turned around, but he only saw a young man wearing a white robe with a hood and looking as cold as snow under the eaves of the bamboo corridor.

"That's Bai Zhe?" A Bao was puzzled: "Why is he here?"

The black-robed King held Abao's right shoulder, turned sideways, and glanced at the white-robed side master of Jialuo in the distance with cold eyes. He quietly held Abao's right shoulder tightly in his arms: "The day after the first snow, he and the imperial edict arrived at the palace together. Have you forgotten?"

"I'm fine, pay attention." Po looked away.

Xuanyuan Fengran was keenly aware of the fatigue and distraction in her eyes.

The black-robed king, hidden in the darkness of the moon, had a half-gloomy face.

The fire in Prince Xiao's mansion buried Xiao Yunzheng.

But it was Xiao Yunzheng's most ruthless move.

Although dead, I am still alive. Ah, although dead, I am still alive...

After collecting Han Lin's thoughts, the black-robed king began to coax his A Bao, his voice still gentle: "You are just too tired recently, you will definitely get better if you take more rest."

A Bao nodded silently, but subconsciously reached out his hand.

He tightly grasped the sleeve of his uncle's robe.