After the banquet, Mu Yuan made the ministers who were "desireful" entangled them so hard that they could not escape. Zhao Weiran took the opportunity to take a walk and take a walk on the gravel road in the garden to digest food.

"Three Princesses."

Suddenly, a female voice came from behind him. Zhao Weiran turned his head and saw that the concubine who called her was the concubine who had just watched her on the high platform.

She only remembered that this woman was robbed by the emperor, and she couldn't remember what she said. Although there was some writing in the original work, she had no interaction with the heroine. Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to talk to her now.

No wonder Leng Mengqing was like this. At first glance, she saw Zhao Weiran sitting next to the third prince, and she "judged people by her appearance" and felt that her facial features were beautiful and generous. She looked like a straightforward and cheerful person, and she must be a reliable ally.

I also heard about the life experiences of the third princess before, and felt that her family was unfortunate and had no relatives. She couldn't help but marry into the prince's mansion. Her situation was quite similar to her, so I must be able to empathize with her, so I wanted to get to know her.

The cold and beautiful beauty in front of her was one year older than Zhao Weiran. She looked very close to her. Zhao Weiran cleared her throat and said:

"Well, I have something to do with me?"

In fact, there is no need to think about it and know that the other party wanted to help her escape from the palace, but she had no idea to escape yet. How could she have the risk of offending the emperor to save the imperial concubine from the palace?

"Three Princess," Leng Meng touched her hand lightly, lowered her voice and said:

"Please accept this item."

"Hmm?" Zhao Weiran raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The other party's hand was covered with wide cuffs. Zhao Weiran glanced at him and saw that what Leng Mengqing secretly handed her to her was a sachet.

She was about to ask what the sachet was used for when she suddenly saw a hand with distinct joints on the woman's shoulder.

With a strong possessive desire, he pinched her shoulder intimately and ambiguously.

"I said why is the imperial concubine missing? It turns out that she is with the third princess."

The emperor hugged the woman beside him, and his face was full of smiles. I guess he had never seen the little movements of the two of them just now.

He raised his eyes again, looked at Zhao Wei and said:

"Don't look for third brother, the princess is here."

Before Zhao Weiran could turn around, he smelled the faint smell of agarwood floating behind him, which belonged to someone.

"It's not too early, so I and the Imperial Concubine will go back first."

The emperor said as he hugged the people around him a little tightly, almost trying to hold her into his arms. Leng Mengqing was almost breathless, and a look of horror flashed across his eyes, and soon fell down, his face feeling indifferent as if he was stagnant.

She was forced to turn around, walking with the emperor in a daze, walking a little farther apart, suddenly she heard his laughing voice falling into her ears.

"The imperial concubine has found the wrong person. Do you know how much that girl likes her third brother?"

Leng Mengqing was shocked when she heard this, and quickly put away her strange color, but she didn't tell him to see the clues.

"The two of them are separated by a bloody sea of ​​hatred, but one is ignorant of the other,"

The emperor suddenly laughed, "I think Miss Zhao is definitely concerned about my third brother. Even if the third brother favors her concubine, no matter how bad she is, the third princess will still guard the wife's words."

He said with a faint look: "Of course, Princess Zhao must be completely unaware of what happened back then, but you should learn how to endure it from her."

Zhao Weiran, who was claimed to be "forbearing", frowned and was secretly worried.

She originally planned to take Xiaoyuan away from the palace and live her free life in hiding her identity. Now she has to help the imperial concubine escape from the palace, and the difficulty has reached another level.

It was not because she was overwhelmed with sympathy, but just seeing the despair in the woman's eyes, she almost bet on her hopes. She really wanted to help the other party.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan did not make the domineering prince to force the robber, otherwise the hero and the heroine would have splattered blood and died together.

"She is the emperor's person, don't get too close to her, be careful to bring about a murder."

Mu Yuan's face was cold, and his warning tone was in Zhao Weiran's ear,

Why did the imperial concubine negotiate with her today? He could probably guess eight or nine.

As an orphan of a traitor, Zhao Weiran was originally sensitive to his identity. If he offended the royal family again, he would easily be pushed into a place of doom. He often fought outside and could not be able to see his hands and eyes. It would be beyond the reach of protecting her at that time.

Zhao Weiran did not take Mu Yuan's words to heart, but she thought about the "bad of death" that the other party said.

She felt that she had been through this world for no reason, as if she had been a nightmare. If she died and woke up from her dream, she might be able to go back?

But this idea is a bit risky, maybe it will be gone if you try it?

A few days later, on a sunny morning, Zhao Weiran finally learned the function of the sachet that the imperial concubine gave him.

It turned out that Leng Mengqing raised a letter kite that was only used for transmitting letters. She could smell the fragrance and fly to the prince’s mansion where Zhao Weiran was.

When the Xinquan fell in front of the window for the first time, Zhao Weiran saw a note on the bird's beak, which was written on it, which was actually the technique of opening the mechanism.

It turns out that the mailing tube where the letters are placed is made of mechanical techniques. If it is forced to open, the letter paper placed inside will be corroded by white vinegar. Only by following the methods contained on the paper can it be opened safely. In this way, the content of the conversation between the two will never be known to outsiders.

Leng Mengqing seemed to be a very smart person, and Zhao Weiran could chat with her very much. The two of them had a lot of conversations and had deeper feelings.

Later, they became more open and honest with each other. Zhao Weiran said that he had lost his memory and had a heart of leaving the palace to establish his own business.

Leng Mengqing knew that it was hard to escape from the emperor's hand. She no longer wanted freedom, but only asked Zhao Weiran to help settle his relatives and friends in the future and help them avoid the pursuit of officers and soldiers.

She originally planned to die with the emperor who insulted her, but then she thought that the country would not be without a king for a day, and she didn't want his life. She just wanted to die with peace of mind and fell to the underworld alone.

Zhao Weiran advised her not to give up her life easily. When she found a safe place, she would always think of a way to save the imperial concubine from the palace. Only then did the other party temporarily give up the idea of ​​giving up.

Life was calm, but it was inevitable that the stones falling from the water would stir up a layer of turmoil.

This time, it was not someone else who annoyed Zhao Weiran, who was "being at peace with oneself" so that she almost forgot about her existence.

Concubine Qin, like this white lotus, has felt that her favored status has been threatened recently. Even the servants and maids in the palace seem to love this princess more and they are surrounded by her every day. So they want to be a monster, but they dare not act blatantly in front of Mu Yuan, so they can only point their finger at Zhao Weiran.

When she realized that she could not bully Zhao Weiran, she settled down and tried every means to vent her maid.

One day, Zhao Weiran was originally focused on looking at the letters coming from the palace, and suddenly saw Xiaoyuan's eyes flushed, covering her side face to hide her.

She then pulled Xiaoyuan's hand away, saw the palm prints on the other person's cheek, then lifted her sleeve, saw a striking whip mark on her arm, and she was immediately furious.

The girl wanted to hide it. Zhao Weiran asked for a long time before she found out that it was Qin Jiuxi's hand. She said that one day Xiaoyuan was not careful in walking and knocked over the soup she made for the prince with her own hands.

But that day, she clearly bumped into it herself. The hot soup spilled Xiaoyuan all over her body, and her flesh was burned red. She even complained to the evil one first!

Give some color and put it in to open a dyeing shop?

Zhao Weiran immediately clenched his fists, feeling that this surname "Qin" would be fine if he was slapping him, but he actually dared to bully her maid, do you think she was dead?!

In Zhao Weiran's opinion, Qin Jiuxi really likes Mu Yuan. When he meets his beloved, he will be small-minded. It's nothing to dislike her.

What's more, she was going to leave the house after all. She was talking to Qin Jiuxi in a friendly manner, giving her a good look that she was enduring humiliation, but Xiaoyuan was different. She was a maid who had been serving others since she was ten years old. She was instilled with the idea of ​​swallowing her anger from childhood to adulthood. She was used to breaking her teeth and swallowing her stomach. If she didn't make decisions for her, she would be bullied in this palace.

You should not be too gentle and polite in life, otherwise you can only be pinched by others as soft persimmons.

Of course, she couldn't force others to have the same courage and courage as her. She was just angry and rushed straight to Lanxiang Palace and kicked open Qin Jiuxi's door.

Seeing the princess appearing in front of her furious appearance, Qin Jiuxi showed a surprised expression on her face, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

This scene is not what she wants to see. She only feels that the princess looks like she is out of control. If the prince sees it, she will feel what she thinks?

However, I never thought that the other party would strode over without any scruples, and she would be the one who lost her composure today.

Zhao Weiran has been wild since childhood and is a free-range parent. He has been hit by many times. At this moment, his eyes that are not smiling are chilling, which is extremely gloomy and terrifying.

Looking at the person in front of him, Qin Jiuxi, who was sitting on the bed and holding an embroidered cloth in his hand, suddenly remembered that this princess had a father who was a general.

She felt that the princess married into the palace and was used to swallowing her anger. Even though her temperament changed drastically recently, she would not be so arrogant.

"Princess, you..."

However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Weiran pulled her sleeve and pulled her off the couch. Qin Jiuxi, who was so scared that he was unprepared, was immediately disgraced and almost bent his knees and pounced down.

"Did you beat the wound on my maid?"

Just as she asked, she didn't plan to listen to the other party's answer. Before Qin Jiuxi could even send out a word, she was slapped in the face by Zhao Weiran.

She slapped the soft and weak woman directly to the ground. The thin skin and tender flesh on her hands and legs made the ground break, and the bun on her head was broken.

Qin Jiuxi trembled and held her up, feeling that no one had hit her like this since she was a child, and two lines of clear tears immediately burst out.

It was also Zhao Weiran's momentum that even felt like a gangster bullying the weak girl. No one in the house dared to fight for a while.

Zhao Weiran: "If you don't get angry, treat me as a sick cat?"

I just feel that I'm so kind for too long, it's time to "expose my true colors".
Chapter completed!