Consort Zhanzhao

Seeing that Zhan Zhao was getting closer and closer to Zhao Bijia, Yang He'an would have come up to stop him normally, but the expression on Zhan Zhao's face was extremely solemn, and Yang He'an's heart was pounding when he heard the words "smell of blood".

No matter how high he thought of himself, he was self-aware. He was not as experienced as Zhan Zhao in the world, and even less experienced in investigating cases. He stood with his mouth tightly pressed, watching Zhan Zhao's movements.

Zhan Zhao walked up to Zhao Bijia, his suspicious eyes fell on her, his nose twitched, and he continued walking.

Only then did Zhao Bijia feel relieved.

It's just that Zhan Zhao stopped two feet after he walked out, "The smell is weak?" He frowned, his tone full of suspicion, and he turned his head back in disbelief.

Just one step, two steps... and stopped in front of Zhao Bijia.

Zhao Bijia was so nervous that she didn't even dare to breathe, she couldn't help but meditate in her heart: It's not that...not that...

Zhan Zhao looked Zhao Bijia up and down, hesitantly said: "My lord..." Suddenly his face changed, "You smell like blood!" He said anxiously, "Who hurt you!"

Zhan Zhao stared and was about to grab Zhao Bijia's hand.

Ever since he stopped in front of her and said that she smelled of blood, Zhao Bijia was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to turn her eyes. She just felt that although Zhan Zhao was dangling in front of her, she couldn't see anything.

Zhan Zhao's hand movements were extremely fast, before Zhao Bijia came to his senses or had any reaction, he had already grabbed Zhao Bijia's wrist.

Zhao Bijia's face flushed red.

This is not the same as before!It's not the same at all!

Zhan Zhao had squeezed her shoulders before...through the clothes; rubbed her waist through the clothes; but this time he squeezed the wrists...there was no barrier between the two of them.

Zhao Bijia never knew that wrists could be so sensitive.

She could feel the lines on Zhan Zhao's palm, his warm but dry palm, and...

"what are you doing!"

Zhan Zhao stretched out his finger and rubbed it on her wrist, itching all the way to her heart.Zhao Bijia wanted to shrink back, but Zhan Zhao's strength was astonishing, and he held her hand tightly and remained motionless.

Zhao Bijia blushed and glared at him!It's just that the scolding was like being coquettish, the voice was still a little hoarse, and the face was red, and there was a trace of water in the corner of the eye...

It's a pity that Zhan Zhao was too busy looking at her hands, but didn't see anything.

But fortunately, this reprimand woke Yang He'an up, "Let her go!" Yang He'an said angrily, and immediately turned his palm into a knife, and rushed towards Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao dealt with Yang and An with one hand, and still grabbed Zhao Bijia's wrist with the other.

"The little prince is hurt! Don't move, I'll give you a pulse and see if you—" Where is the injury...

Zhan Zhao was stunned suddenly, he didn't even see Yang and An's hands on his neck.

"Don't hurt him!" Zhao Bijia saw it. She knew that Yang He'an's hand knife could cut five tiles in a row. The posture and momentum of Yang and An's hands clearly showed that he had exhausted all his strength.

Hearing the princess's order, Yang and An narrowed their eyes, but still slightly controlled the force and direction, and the knife moved from his neck to his shoulder.

Zhan Zhao was staggered two steps by him.

"You still don't let go!" Zhao Bijia said coquettishly.

Only then did Zhan Zhao realize that he was still holding on to Zhao Bijia's hand, pulling her back two steps.

"Yes!" Zhan Zhao hurriedly let go, as fast as Zhao Bijia was some kind of scourge.After letting go of Zhao Bijia, Zhan Zhao looked down at the dark lines on his shoe without even raising his head.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, Yang and An silently walked to Zhao Bijia's side, thinking that they could no longer call Deng Tuzi to take advantage of the princess!

Zhao Bijia took two deep breaths, remembering the chicken soup she saw in her lifetime. Anyway, it probably means that only by facing it bravely can you pass it completely.

She thought for a while, pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not hurt, I'm..."

...still can't tell...

"Anyway, I'm not hurt!" He went back to the first sentence, still a little bit annoyed.

"Yes!" Zhan Zhao replied, his voice was rigid as if he had been trained in the palace, and there was a taste of excessive force and suppressed emotions.

It's just that Zhao Bijia didn't hear it.

"You..." Zhao Bijia looked at Zhan Zhao, her voice softened a little, "Aren't you going to teach me boxing?"

Unexpectedly, after saying these words, Zhan Zhao suddenly backed away, and he took more than one step, the distance between him and Zhao Bijia was more than ten feet.

As soon as Zhao Bijia saw it, he became angry, "You!" The second word "you" is completely different from the first one. The anger inside is so full that it can ignite dry wood and immediately burn into a raging fire.

Zhan Zhao took another two steps back, "Princess atones for my sin, I didn't know the princess was a princess before, so I offended you so much, I hope the princess will not take the blame."

Zhao Bijia widened her eyes, "You don't know? How come you don't know? The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, as well as the big and small people in your Kaifeng mansion, Mr. Bao, who is so considerate, will tell you? Gongsun Mister has always been cautious, will you mention you specifically? Even the cook in your Kaifeng mansion knows that I am a princess, so you don't know!"

I really don't know...

Zhan Zhao pursed his lips, and said, "The princess wants to be beaten and scolded, and the minister will bear it."

By your sister!

"Why don't you know?" Zhao Bijia gritted her teeth and asked, "Do you know my father's three daughters?"

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"There is another son who is the youngest, do you know that?"

Zhan Zhao nodded again.

"Have you met one of my sisters and one of my younger sisters?"

Zhan Zhao continued to nod.

"I look like this, how can I be the youngest! Don't tell me, I don't have any flaws in disguise!"

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a moment, but this time he neither nodded nor shook his head.

Zhao Bijia was so angry that her eye circles were red, she almost shed half a tear, stepped forward and kicked Zhan Zhao hard, "You did it on purpose!"

As she spoke, she turned her head and said to Yang and An: "Go!" Without waiting for Yang and An to stop, she ran out towards the door.Her voice floated in the air, "I never want to see you again!"

Yang He'an gave Zhan Zhao a hard look, "Don't follow!"

Unexpectedly, within two steps of walking out, he sensed that there was someone beside him, and turned around to see that Zhan Zhao was beside him.Yang Hean stared at him, stretched out his hand and attacked, "The princess told you not to follow, but you didn't hear me! I think you don't want your ears anymore!"

For some unknown reason, Zhan Zhao gave him two moves and was hit on the waist by his palm. Then he smiled wryly and said, "This is the only way to go out to pick up Mr. Bao."

Yang and An only felt a suffocation in their chests. They had never experienced such big mood swings since he became the princess's eunuch.He took a deep breath and regained clarity when he opened his eyes again.

"You take care of yourself." After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhan Zhao and chased after Zhao Bijia.

Zhao Bijia, Yang and An disappeared, but Zhan Zhao didn't go to meet Mr. Bao as he said just now, but slowed down and walked forward slowly, with a solemn expression on his face, as if he was thinking about a serious life question.

"Exhibition Guard."

After walking about three or five zhang, Zhan Zhao suddenly heard someone calling him, and looked up, it was Lord Bao, followed by Mr. Gongsun, Wang Chao Mahan and four other people.

"Just now I saw the little prince rushing over angrily, and he ignored his greetings, but what happened?" Master Bao's voice was as slow as usual, and his face was as dark as when the two met for the first time.

Zhan Zhao smiled wryly, "Master Bao, you have hurt me."