Lady Jiao

Ning'er scratched her hair: "...Okay."

She just got up, she was lazy, Ning'er leaned towards Pei Jiu, exhaled like blue, and said softly: "Brother Pei, you are warm and soft, don't you have any other thoughts?"

Pei Jiu: "..."

Pei Jiu's body froze: "Stay away from me."

Ning'er's red lips parted slightly, and she leaned closer together: "Oh? Really?"

She flicked her hair, and for some reason, when she was taken out of the water yesterday, her body still smelled of bitter herbs. After sleeping, her body smelled of sweet flowers and milk again.

Pei Jiu pushed her away quite disgusted: "You smell too bad, stay away from me."

Ning'er was taken aback, then lowered her head and smelled her arm.

No smell.

Pei Jiu took the opportunity to get out of bed.

Ning'er covered her naked body: "Hey! You beast, take advantage of me and leave!"

The three maids had just come in with water to wait for people to dress and wash, but they couldn't help but froze when they heard this voice.

Birds, beasts?

With a cold face, Pei Jiu glared at the maid.

Neither did the maid leave, nor did she stay.

Ning'er muttered in a low voice, "Hurry up and get dressed."

A maid was about to take clothes from the closet, Pei Jiuhan said, "Go out."

The maids quickly retreated.

Pei Jiu took a suit and threw it on the bed: "Put it on yourself."

Ning'er covered her shoulders: "I just like being served by others. I don't wear them myself."

Pei Jiu snorted coldly, he was pretentious and brazen, he had nothing on and let someone else dress her.

"Put on the underwear first, and then I'll let them in." Pei Jiu turned his back.

Ning'er pursed her lips and smiled, humming a little tune while getting dressed in a smooth manner.

After she finished washing and washing, Pei Jiu also changed into new clothes. Ning'er hummed a song, thinking that the maids in Chu Palace were taller than each other, with water snake waists and oval faces, well-behaved and sensible, she subconsciously provoked one The maid's chin: "My sister is so pretty, I..."

Before finishing speaking, Pei Jiu carried her out.

Ning'er: "..."

Pei Jiu threw her to the door and asked her to stand close to the door: "The maids in the Chu Palace are not allowed to flirt casually. The attendants in the Chu Palace are not allowed to flirt casually."

Ning'er smiled and grabbed Pei Jiu's hand: "The King of Chu in the Chu Palace, can I flirt with you?"

Pei Jiu grabbed Ning'er's wrist with his backhand: "Don't make trouble."

Ning'er blinked at him: "I can't help it, I just like to make trouble."

…

In a blink of an eye, autumn and winter come.

Shu Nanzhu had just returned to Prince Rong's mansion, and his servants came to report: "Your Highness, Su Zhou killed Wen Jiuping."

Shu Nanzhu just took a sip of tea, when he heard this sentence, a coldness flashed across his brows: "What?"

"Wen Jiuping was greedy for tens of thousands of taels of silver the year before last, but it was all about the year before last. Su Zhou killed him, probably because he was promoted by you recently..." A close relative of Prince Rong's mansion said: "Recently, our side Most of them were framed and assassinated by Su Zhou and his party."

Shu Nanzhu sneered and said, "He's crazy. What's the news from the prince?"

"The prince's health has recovered a lot. This afternoon, he competed with others in the martial arts field. His Majesty also came to see it with interest. The queen and the imperial concubine accompanied him."

"The dove occupies the magpie's nest." Shu Nan said, "What is fake is always fake."

Shu Nanzhu changed into a new outfit, and also went to the training ground.

The training ground was really lively, the emperor was sitting on a high platform, and the empress and imperial concubine were sitting on both sides.

In recent years, Emperor Jingwen's body has been getting worse day by day, but members of the Shu family, regardless of gender, are extremely beautiful and outstanding. Emperor Jingwen, who is over forty years old, is thin and thin, wearing a white dragon robe and a golden crown on his head. Shu Nan cast a glance.

Shu Nanzhu was wearing a red dress, with broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs. His face was soft and handsome, overly beautiful. There was a mark of flames between his eyebrows. When he laughed, it was as if the snow had just melted: "Father!"

Emperor Jing Wen said: "The prince was unwell some time ago, but now he is much better. You see, what he is using now is the most proficient sword move he uses."

At this time, a touch of moonlight came from nearby, followed by an extremely elegant voice: "Prince Longzhang Fengzi, Wentao Wulue, this sword dance is really pleasing to the eye."

Shu Nanzhu's face suddenly turned cold.

Su Zhou was holding a mysterious porcelain hand warmer in his hand, surrounded by a moon white network, he was surrounded by a fox fur, his black hair was **** high, and his gentle and smiling peach blossom eyes looked at everyone present: "My minister has seen Your Majesty, I have seen the empress."

Emperor Jingwen said: "Su Qing doesn't need to be too polite."

Under the high platform, a slender figure was dressed in red clothes, and the cold wind was blowing against his face, but this person's face was always warm.

He saluted Emperor Jingwen from afar.

At this time, Shu Nanzhu said: "Father, my son wants to compete with the crown prince."

Emperor Jing Wen said with a smile: "The crown prince is a master of swords in Nanqiu, second only to Su Qing, Zhuer, you have to be careful."

Shu Nanzhu fell from the high platform and stood in front of His Royal Highness, "Prince, please enlighten me."

His Highness the Prince's profile was cold, and he smiled coldly at Shu Nanzhu: "Come."

The prince used a sword, and Shu Nanzhu used a scimitar. Both of them wore red clothes, which were so red that they dazzled the eyes.

During the fight, the sword light was like snow, and the prince's figure was as graceful as a swimming dragon, gaining the upper hand everywhere.

Shu Nanzhu's eyes gradually became cold and cruel: "You fake!"

He slashed at the prince's exquisite and beautiful face, the prince blocked it with his sword, his figure was like the wind, he held the long sword in his left hand, and with his right hand, he slapped Shu Nanzhu's shoulder.

Before he had time to react, Shu Nanzhu vomited blood, half kneeling on the ground, and the prince pierced his shoulder with a sword.

"This move is called hanging the moon in the sky." The prince smiled slightly, and retracted the sword. There was no trace of blood on the tip of the sword, and there was no blood oozing from Shu Nanzhu's body for the time being. "King Rong, I have accepted it."

Empress Su smiled with eyebrows crooked, she pushed Yuan Fei, Princess Yun'an: "A Fei, Your Highness the Crown Prince is really amazing."

Yuan Fei has a bad throat recently and has been unable to speak. She nodded and walked off the high platform.

His Royal Highness stepped forward, held Yuan Fei's hand, and smiled softly: "A Fei, so you have been watching."

Yuan Fei continued to nod.

Her hairpin at the side of the temple was a little bit off, His Royal Highness gently supported the hairpin for her, and said: "It's cold here, let's go up."

On the martial arts training ground, swords had no eyes, Rong Wang Shu Nanzhu was helped up by several eunuchs, His Royal Highness looked back at Shu Nanzhu: "I'm sorry, Rong Wang, I'm afraid you will have to recover from your injury for three months to recover."

Su Zhou above stood beside the queen, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his expression also changed unpredictably.