Deep ice

It is said that the flag on Huaihuai's body is too big, so that before he showed up, the guards escorting him saw the flag head behind the palace wall, and after discussing with the leader of the team, he hurried to Daoxilian's side, and whispered All the doubts were expressed.

Xi Lian didn't dare to delay, so he bowed and took a few steps forward.

"Your Majesty, the slave has something to report."

The silver fox fur needles on Yuan Jing's shoulders rustled, and there was no expression on his face.

But the pace slowed down.

Xi Lian understood, and only stretched out a finger, pointing forward, "Your Majesty, look."

Yuan Jing followed Xi Lian's finger to look over, his eyes sank slightly, and he stopped walking.

The head of the flag protruding from the vermilion wall was a little gray and white, like a ghost, and suddenly rushed out again, and fell down in the snow with the man.

Yuan Jing's expression changed greatly when he was frightened by this scene, and he took two steps back unconsciously.

Xi Lian was so frightened by the two people who rushed out suddenly, she forgot to put her hands away, and stood stiffly on the spot.

Let's say that Huaihuai managed to get up with great difficulty, and half of the ten flags were broken, thinking that it would not look good, he backhanded the broken ones away.

After finishing the work, he rolled up his big sleeves again, and was thinking about running out, when he raised his eyes, Chun Bao's back had already turned into a black spot.

Chun Bao looked closer to the group of people, his two big sleeves were dancing freely, and he was still plausible, "Qiang, qiang..."

Seeing this, the imperial guards drew their swords out one after another, and surrounded Yuan Jing tightly.

"Escort!"

When Yuan Jing saw clearly the man who was following behind, he trembled with anger, "Catch me!"

When the guards heard that the automatic soldiers were divided into three teams, one team was left to escort, and the other two teams rushed towards the two men respectively.

Chunbao was so close that he naturally bore the brunt of it.

A dozen or so guards followed behind and chased, and they were about to catch up.

Chun Bao didn't look scared at all, instead she was overjoyed, only thinking that these guards, who have discerning eyes and discerning gold, are all here to watch her play.

Just as he was thinking of turning his head and boasting to Huaihuai that he had a good idea, he saw Huaihuai in the distance had already pulled up a banner to fight with others, and immediately became furious, Chunbao shouted loudly: "Don't be rough with others, Beware of spoiling our good deeds."

Holding a big flag, Huaihuai gestured with the two guards with knives for a long while, only thinking in his heart that this little Guizi was actually far-sighted, the flagpole was so long that the guards would not be able to cut it down for a while, but he was fighting for himself A lot of time.

But before this thought lasted long, the flagpole in his hand was chopped off.

Huai Huai became furious from embarrassment and roared loudly,

Then give people a solid grace in the snow.

When Chun Bao, who was running towards the Huaihuai River, saw this situation, he seemed to have suddenly figured it out, and he turned around and fled without shaking his sleeves.

So he changed into the bodyguard who pushed him behind him and bumped into him.

The dozen or so guards were also very frightened, thinking that this little eunuch suddenly went up to him, he was really brave, fearing that something might go wrong, instead hesitantly, they just surrounded him.

Chun Bao was also a little confused, standing in the snow, "Could it be that they are all apprentices?"

The leading guard could see it clearly, and when he went up, he was stunned, "Like your father!"

Then he felt something was wrong, raised his hand and saw that it was bloody red, and said to himself: "Bleeding? It shouldn't be, I didn't exert much force..."

When he looked up at Chun Bao's two faces, he suddenly realized, and he was even more angry, "Hit me!"

Chun Bao was twitched by this blow, the ingot on his head wilted into a ball, and managed to stand firm, but was hit by an old punch and stared at his eyes.

Immediately ignored, grinning and howling.

The flagpole behind Huai Huai was completely broken, and some guards stepped forward to support it.

Although there was a white blade on his neck, Huaihuai did not show any fear, but was very happy.

The guard didn't think about anything, so he caught the man and returned to his life.

As a result, if Yuan Jing didn't pay attention, the man had already been pushed to his feet.

Huai Huai watched the person on the tip of his heart getting closer, and trembled slightly.

The guard knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists in both hands, "I would like to report to the emperor, how to deal with this man."

After a while, I didn't get the holy order, and I didn't dare to look up, so I had to go to see Xilian.

Hi even bowed deeper,

"emperor…"

The wind blows the black hair on the temples, and blows a stream of smoked willows and red flowers.

Yuan Jing looked down at the man at his feet, her phoenix eyes were deep

For a while, I really couldn't hear anything clearly.

Only the man looked at him, with a pair of dark eyes, with some obsession, but he couldn't hide the fierceness inside.

When the man opened his mouth, he was very familiar,

"You... live in that palace?"

"... "

"No, where is your family from?"

"... "

"How many mouths do you have at home?"

"... "

"Your maiden name?"

"... "

"Then... what's your name?"

Xi Lian suddenly pointed at the man's nose, speaking plausibly, the surrounding guards also showed fierce eyes, and the sharp blade almost cut the man's neck.

Yuan Jing was alone in the snow, a little dazed, "What's your name?"

The man smiled brilliantly, "Huaihuai."

The spring breeze on the Huai River is fresh green.

In the first year of Taichu, Luo'an Wang Jiang Huaijin first met He Yan, the first-rank prince of the dynasty.

At that time, He Yan had just returned from the imperial court to visit his relatives, and the Luo'an Palace had only been built for a year.

Jiang Huaijin's first visit was to let him speak kindly to the emperor, so that he could take a look at the seriously ill mother and concubine in the harem, and also knew that court celebrities like He Yan would not take him seriously. Waiting for him to go to the palace, I am afraid that there will be endless opportunities for filial piety in this life.

It is said that during the few days when He Yan visited his relatives, there was an endless stream of people.

After Jiang Huaijin arrived, his servants welcomed him into the house.

At that time, He Yan and the Governor of Northern Xinjiang were playing with the rare gadgets sent by others in the lobby.

Seeing Jiang Huaijin enter the room, He Yan was still lazily leaning on the chair, playing with a very precious Ru kiln azure narcissus basin, and looked Jiang Huaijin up and down along the way.

The look is extremely arrogant.

On the contrary, the governor of Northern Xinjiang next to He Yan was quite polite, he said hello to the prince respectfully, then turned his head again, and murmured at the pearl in the red velvet.

Jiang Huaijin saw that the man was wearing a golden-painted red dress, with a handsome face, clear eyebrows and clear eyes, and when he lifted it up slightly, he felt a sense of sternness.

If it weren't for being so defiant, Jiang Huaijin's impression of him would not be too bad.

However, He Yan was very impressed with this young prince.

Although the royal pedigree is excellent, it is only once in a hundred years that a child like this is born.

Handsome and handsome, with icy muscles and fine bones, a pair of deep black eyes are clear and bright, but there is a hint of coldness, which is quite intriguing.

Putting down the things in his hands, He Yan got up from the chair, straightened his clothes, and clasped his fists together, "He Yan sees the prince."

Jiang Huaijin unconsciously took a few steps back, and said cautiously: "Master He is too polite..."

He Yan stared at him for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, "What is the prince hiding, the humble minister can eat you."

After finishing speaking, he leaned closer again, "My lord is in a humble house, but I don't know what's going on?"

Jiang Huaijin stared at his approaching face, and after a moment of daze, she only said some insignificant words.

Jiang Huaijin couldn't bear to beg for help as soon as she opened her mouth.

He Yan didn't listen to what he said at all, only three words came to his mind.

Beauties.

Immediately he smiled again, feeling ridiculous.

He Yan knew very well that masculinity was prevalent among the nobles in the palace, but he himself didn't like it, and he felt filthy when he thought about it, but then he thought, if it was this person, he wouldn't feel filthy at all. , but find it interesting.

After only exchanging pleasantries for a while, Jiang Huaijin felt that He Yan's eyes became more and more strange, occasionally raising his lips and smiling slightly, which also had a hint of frivolity.

Jiang Huaijin couldn't bear it anymore, so she wanted to go back home.

Just in time for He Yan's wife to enter the house, she yelled, "Huaihuai, the old lady is looking for you."

It is said that this woman is He Yan's nurse, and she is used to He Yan's nickname, but she can't change it, so when no one is around, He Yan just goes with him.

Seeing someone in the room, the nurse was stunned, and then said, "My lord, the old lady invites you to go over."

Jiang Huaijin didn't expect such a character to have such a cute nickname, so she turned her head to see He Yan's reaction.

The spring breeze rushed in through the wide open door, blowing the moon-white robes on the man's body, wrapping around the slender figure, as if to fly away.

The man looked at him with a smile as light as Liusi.

It's like a silhouette in a shadow puppetry, it seems that it can be grasped by reaching out, but it will slip away in a blink of an eye.

The anger on He Yan's face froze, like a mask, peeling off inch by inch,

Instead, it was the heart-scratching heat that surged violently along the pit of the heart, clamoring like a wild beast, seeking.

He Yan grabbed him, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Huaijin suppressed the smile on her lips, looked at the fingers clenched on her wrist, "No."

There was a blood-colored sunset in He Yan's eyes, and his fingers strengthened, implying an irresistible determination, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper,

"Today is a dinner in a humble house, and I hope the prince will appreciate it."

Yuan Jing's pupils tightened, and accompanied by the falling snow, two figures overlapped.

Shaohua is gone, things are different.

The insults and reprimands of the guards beside him became more and more clear.

Huai Huai was shoved and shoved to the ground by a group of guards, dressed in torn clothes, picked out some broken logs from behind, stuck them in the snow like thorns, but his eyes were fixed on Yuan Jing's face, with a smirk,

"What's your name?"

Yuan Jing seemed to hear something shaking, and there was a snap, like ice cracking.

"Jiang Huaijin."

For a moment, the surroundings were silent, but only the sound of the wind remained.

It roared past, as if trying to wipe away the absurdity.

Xi Lian was stunned for a while, then quickly knelt down in the snow, "Your Majesty..."

When the rest of the people saw it, they also knelt down one after another.