[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty under the skirt

Wu Qun was born delicate and delicate, she fell into the water last night, and now she looks a little sick.

Lying softly by the window, watching Jian Jia and the others sweep the fallen flowers outside the courtyard.

Pei Ju stood outside Taixi Palace.

He has been standing for an hour, but the palace gate has not been opened yet.

"Lord Pei."

The mother looked carefully at the hall and said cautiously: "Princess is in a bad mood today, it won't help if you wait here."

But the young Taifu shook his head slightly:

"It was Pei who broke the appointment yesterday, so the princess should blame her."

He has a lofty posture, with a steadfast demeanor of a jade tree, but Mammy doesn't know what to say.

Jian Jia paused with the hand holding the broom, and looked away from outside the hall.

Then I saw that the little princess was gradually falling asleep with her eyes half closed.

This posture is really pitiful, the slender eyelashes cast a shadow on the snow-white face.

The water sleeves held down by the peach bun slightly exposed half of the jade lotus-like arms, melting and moving in the spring light.

Xu Shi didn't sleep well, Wu Qun frowned slightly.

The female officials looked at each other, but Jian Jia had already walked over.

He leaned over and slightly picked up the slender little princess.

Wu Qun was ignorant and only smelled a faint fragrance, so she slept peacefully.

Pei Ju was always standing outside the palace.

The sun was almost setting, and it shone obliquely on the rumbling high wall, majestic and magnificent.

At the hour of You, the gate of the palace finally opened.

A jade crown slowly came out from among the wealthy gates.

There was a light gauze outside the jade basket, and the sky was not completely dark, but the palace lanterns were already lit.

Pei Ju's eyes darkened.

But he saw the jade stick passing by without stopping for half a minute.

Through the heavy gauze fog, it can be seen that the little princess in the pink peach shirt is lying on the bed and playing with Dendrobium beads.

The Dendrobium beads are crystal clear, but not as white as the man's fingertips.

She never looked at him.

Jian Jia walked at the end, glanced at the handsome man in green clothes, hesitated for a while but said:

"His Royal Highness Prince Jin returned from the frontier. The princess may be late today. The Tai Tuo will come back tomorrow."

The beaded curtain jade has gradually moved away, Pei Ju slowly let go of his hand.

"Princess Nine."

The man chuckled lightly, his eyes sinking slightly.

What Jian Jia said was true.

Princess Nine has always been close to the King of Jin, and this time the King of Jin came back victorious from the border, so she would naturally go.

Yu Lu walked slowly and arrived outside the East Palace not long after.

At this time, there is no crown prince, but Jin Wang lives in the East Palace, which makes people wonder.

But the matter of angering the Sui Emperor in public back then made people feel that the holy will is unpredictable.

It has been three years since Yang Guang left the court, and he returned to Luoyang an hour ago before he had time to rest, when he saw the eunuch next to the Sui Emperor coming here on order.

Gao Yu bowed his head and saluted before slowly reading out the Holy Will.

Yang Guang's expression remained unchanged, and he lowered his head to receive the imperial edict.

"The road is hard, do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

The attendant came forward and said.

Gao Yu shook his head and smiled:

"The old servant guessed that the Ninth Princess will be here soon, and staying longer will make the princess impatient."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice from outside the door:

"The Ninth Princess is here."

Amidst the light and shadow of the Zhumen, a pink figure stepped into the hall.

Wu Qun squinted her eyes and blinked at Gao Yu. It was a coincidence that she had heard the teasing words in the hall.But I don't mind either.

"Ah Qun, don't be naughty."

Yang Guang chuckled, only to see her look away.

Gao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stepped back with his fly whisk.

Wu Qun looked at the flirtatious man in the seat, and turned her face away slightly.

She is always like this when she is unhappy, she is obviously mature, but she is as willful as a child.Yang Guang's heart softened.

"grown up."

Yang Guang stretched out his hand and rubbed the peach bun with the strap floating, feeling a little emotional.

When he left the capital, she hadn't grown up yet, but now she has grown up gracefully.

Wu Qun squinted her eyes and rubbed against the man's palm, she actually shed a tear.

She was obviously smiling, but the tears could not be stopped, slowly sliding down her snow-white face.

"Second brother."

The little princess opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound, only the tip of her nose was red from crying.

It's not that there is no biological sister in this palace, but since Xiao Jiu came to the palace, he has only treated her well.

She was obviously a wild girl who came from nowhere, but somehow managed to win King Jin's heart.

Yang Guang's eyes were dim, and he stretched out his hand to caress the soft and snowy cheeks.He had been at the border for three years, although he lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife for the prince, his hands had already been worn out with thin calluses.But he was careful not to make the person feel uncomfortable.

Wu Qun's long eyelashes trembled slightly, allowing him to wipe them gently.

It's just that the hand holding the man's waist tightened again.

This gesture is pitiful.

Yang Guang sighed softly, and leaned slightly:

"Whoever makes A'qun unhappy, tell the second brother."

"The second brother went to kill him."

The kindness and calmness that he pretended to be earlier on his face has long since disappeared, and a bit of the wanton madness of a young man watching flowers is faintly revealed.

The face of the attendant maid suddenly turned pale, and only then did she remember why the King Jin of the Extreme East Palace was demoted back then.

The crime of killing a brother makes all the saints terrified.

No one knew what happened in the East Palace that day, but at dawn, King Jin was seen walking out with the head of the former prince in his hand.

The emperor committed the same crime as the common people when he broke the law, not to mention murdering his brothers and rebelling against chaos.

The Sui Emperor was so angry that he should have beheaded the King of Jin, but because of the intercession of the Ninth Princess, he was only relegated to the border in the end.

The death of the former prince claimed to be ill, but they, who were accompanying him, knew something about it.

The world is in chaos, and the dead dare not speak too much.

The court ladies dared not vent their anger, but wished they could bury their bodies low.

Wu Qun shook her head slightly, a smile finally appeared in her eyes.

The slightly warped arc at the end of the eye also bent into a crescent moon.

"The peach bun is messed up."

She took his hand and wrote gently.

Knowing that she didn't want to talk too much, Yang Guang didn't force her.

Just smiled and sighed:

"Ah Qun's hair in the past was always combed by me."

He continued the deep and unpredictable Sui Emperor, but he was a little more wild and crazy.The long eyebrows are slightly raised, and the romance is wanton.

Wu's skirt was stained with a bright peach color, but she turned her head away.

He reached out and removed the powder ribbon from the topknot and handed it to the man.

Her gaze is still very moving, as clean and clear as a star deer.

Yang Guang paused slightly with his fingertips.

The incense in the sinking hall was burned out.

The girl sitting in the mirror blinked slowly.

The peach bun that was messed up just now has been combed again.The man's slender, knife-like hands moved nimbly through his crow-like hair. They were a pair of murderous hands. Everyone in the Sui Palace was not afraid, but at this moment they seemed gentle and unspeakable.

Wu Qun reached out and touched the silver bell next to the bun curiously, her eyes curved.

Seeing that she liked it, Yang Guang also had a smile on his face.

"This bell was presented from the Jingnian Temple. It is said that it has the effect of purifying the mind and calming the mind."

His tone was indifferent, and he didn't mention the blood in it.

The real little princess didn't know that day.

The sky was bleak.

The palace lanterns outside the wall are brightly lit, reflecting the Sui palace towers several times.

"Princess, it's time to go back."

Jian Jia stepped forward and lowered her eyebrows.

As soon as she said this, the hall fell silent instantly.

Yang Guang frowned slightly, but Wu Qun shook his head slightly.

"I am leaving."

After she finished writing, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

She looked at the flirtatious man in front of her with a smile.

Yang Guang sighed in his heart and wanted to stretch out his hand to rub the bun, but also thought that it was a new comb just now.

He has always been decisive in killing and attacking, but at this moment he showed a bit of warmth because of this gentleness.

Wu Qun suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's cheek, then ran away with a smile.

Everyone has bowed their heads.

The hall was quiet.

The pink-clothed and snow-skinned little princess had already left, Yang Guang stretched out his hand to touch the place on his cheek where he was kissed, and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

That smile was so deep and unpredictable that people couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong with Ah Qun recently?"

The man with a sloppy face asked in a deep voice.

"Cihang Jingzhai attacked the ninth princess last night."

After a while, a voice whispered in the darkness.

Yang Guang paused slightly with his fingertips, a trace of bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes, but he sneered and said:

"These old nuns really think that if I agree to cooperate with them, they can do whatever they want."

The message in these words was so great that everyone in the hall couldn't help but turn pale.

The moonlight is dim, hanging above the willow branches.

The wind blows the bamboo shadows rustling.

A chuckle suddenly came from the unknown window of the East Palace:

"Change everyone present today."

It was midnight when Wu Qun returned to the palace.

The path beside the courtyard was silent.

Mrs. Pei was still standing outside the palace.

The night wind was slightly cool, and the long green shirt was covered with some cold dew, making it appear clean and distinct.

Wu Qun gently lifted the gauze curtain, and walked out from the jade basket.

She never looked back, her eyes were innocent and ruthless.It seemed that the person who had brought her infinite joy was nothing more than that.

Pei Ju's eyes darkened.

He knew that he was really happy to bid farewell to the little princess that day, but now he is really no longer happy.

I thought she was a delicate princess who was not deeply involved in the world, even if it was a bit unpredictable, she could still control it.

When he thought of this, the corners of his lips curled up.

'It's so interesting. '

The sound of the peach bun and silver bell slowly disappeared into the night.

In Chengming Palace:

Gao Yujing stood aside, feeling cold sweat.

The Sui Emperor had not been in the harem for many years, and the courtiers and even all the people in the world thought that he was deeply in love with Empress Dugu and his wife.

As everyone knows...

But today, someone who is not long-sighted sent me soup with medicine.

Gao Yu's fingers trembled slightly.

But I heard the elegant and deep man ask in a low voice:

"How long will the princess stay in the East Palace?"

The hall was so quiet, only the eunuch answered in a trembling voice:

"The hour."

Emperor Sui tapped the edge of the table lightly with his fingertips, his expression unpredictable.

After a long time, I heard a chuckle:

"It's been too long."

The meaning of these words was unclear, Gao Yu kept his head down.

The emperor's mind is life and death.

Thinking of the little princess carved in pink and jade, he couldn't help but sighed slightly.

The lights in Taixi Palace are bright.

Wu Qun was waited on and took off her coat. After all, she fell into the water yesterday, and the mother was still a little worried, so she went to the small kitchen to bring a bowl of ginger soup to dispel wind and cold.

When the peach bun was removed, he handed it over.

Jian Jia gently put the silver bell aside, reached out to take the ginger soup, tested the temperature, and then carefully fed it to the beauty in pink.

Fresh ginger is pungent but also the most cold-resistant.

Wu Qun frowned, but still managed to drink a small bowl.

The way she sticks out her tongue is very cute, her snow-white face is flushed, and even the eyes of the nanny are smiling.

Jian Jia has already carried the medicine bowl and went down.

The Ninth Princess has always been a light sleeper, and the female officials also stayed outside wisely.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Wu Qun looked at Yinling, slightly bending the corners of her lips.

It was so.

The weight of Cihang Jingzhai has never been on Li Fan.

"Li Daitianxia" is just an introduction to attract the attention of Emperor Sui.

The one who was really chosen was King Jin.

Reminds me of the incident with the Prince of the East Palace.

Wu Qun's eyes were bright and moving:

Is it because she is afraid that she will become a stain on King Jin?

It's a pity that it's too late.

Her smile is innocent and moving, but no one can see it.

In quiet fasting:

Fan Qinghui knelt on the ground with an ugly expression.

Only one year after entering the WTO, the disciples of Jingzhai lost [-] people, and the Fen Nunnery was completely destroyed.

Every time the old nun said a sentence, Fan Qinghui's complexion turned white.

She used to have black hair, but now she has ring scars.It looked rather weird.

When the last sound fell, the old nun had a sigh on his face.

"Master."

Fan Qinghui couldn't help but said.

However, the always kind nunnery master shook his head:

"I originally liked the Li family."

"You deliberately put your weight on King Jin in order to fight against the Demon Sect. Are you still obsessed with it now?"

These words are extremely serious.

"See this for yourself."

Lao Ni threw the secret letter in his hand to her.

Fan Qinghui collapsed to the ground:

"Since King Jin cooperates with me, Jing Zhai, he won't..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but she stopped when she saw the letter.

"Instead of choosing the master, the chosen person is actually a brother-killer and rebel against the party. Cihang's Jingzhai is an eye-opener for the people of the world." '

For unknown reasons, this letter revealed to the world what everyone had painstakingly concealed.

Old Ni narrowed his eyes coldly:

"You have made a big mistake, and now you are handing over the responsibility to the king of Jin. Even if you want to redeem it as a teacher, you will be powerless."

Fan Qinghui's fingertips trembled and she continued:

"From now on, all the affairs of Jingzhai will be handed over to Xiuxin. You should think about it since you went to the cliff."

After she finished speaking, she left with the girl in green who was standing quietly beside her.

Fan Qinghui gritted her teeth and slowly closed her eyes.