Ying Chong

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"No wonder, Your Highness wants to surprise you, too." Aunt Qing said while looking at Paner's face, for fear she was angry.

Not afraid that she was angry with her, but that she was too princely, and then showed up on her face, in the end she was young.

Paner's teeth were itchy, surprised? I'm afraid it's frightening. Thanks to her for a long time, to please him, that person just stayed still, but she did not do anything because of her courtship.

As long as she thought of how many times she had lost her powers and humiliated the country, she knew exactly what she wanted, but she didn't relax. She arranged this out before leaving, and she wanted to turn around and go back.

Well, she won't go back, but she will still be angry.

"Aunt you too, how can you help him hide from me?" Pan Erjiao shouted.

When Aunt Qing saw her like this, her heart let down, and she smiled on her face as soon as she said: "Gonggong Fuk specifically explained it, you said that we ... you don't even need to take a face when you know."

Pan'er was a little touched and a little helpless: "Aunt, I understand." She knew that Aunt Qing was actually for her good. To put it bluntly, she was a puppet of Israel's waiter.

However, Aunt Qing did not understand what was in her heart, and naturally she would not explain it to her. She lived for two lives and was able to get along with the Prince, and besides, there was something about that night, Paner always felt Prince. Letting her hide from her seemed to have something to do with that night.

Could it be that he woke up the next day, in fact, he still remembers the night before?

Think about how you fled Prince Edward that night, and how you rebelled and touched him like a child, like a kid, and Paner's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Isn't it really related to this?

She was muttering in her heart, and suddenly the drooping bead curtain was lifted open, and the Prince came in from the outside.

"Why are you here?" The car didn't stop. How did this person get up?

Aunt Qing was busy changing from kneeling to kneeling, bowing to the prince.

The prince waved his hand, and Aunt Qing went to the outer layer of the car.

This car is used by Prince Edward for travel. It is several times larger than an ordinary horse-drawn carriage, and it is divided into two layers, inside and outside. The outer layer is two or three times larger than an ordinary carriage, with tables and a stove for making tea, etc. for sitting and sitting; the inner layer is provided with a couch, although it is not as good as a step bed in the home. , But enough to sleep two people.

The whole car was pulled by eight horses, two drivers were set up, and someone was always on the side to prevent accidents while the horse was running.

From this ride alone, you can see the profound heritage of the royal family. The horses that pull the carriage have to be specially trained, including the driver, and the rider can feel no bumps when sitting in it. This is also when Paner wakes up. I didn't feel like I was in the car.

"This car is not fast, it is difficult for a woman to get on, but it is nothing for a man." The prince was wearing a gown, which was extremely heavy. Honestly, there is no such thing as stingy.

After taking off all the clothes and crowns, and put on a light white robe of the gold embroidered five dragons, the prince came to sit on the couch, and Pan'er had nowhere to sit, but to sit beside him.

"The team is too long, I'm afraid it's already late in Tongzhou. You just woke up and haven't used the breakfast. I've got people ready to prepare and wait to accompany me to use some."

As she was talking, Aunt Qing's voice came from outside, saying that breakfast was ready.

The prince and Paner came outside. The tables on this car are specially made, and the dishes are placed on top of each other, so this breakfast is not different from usual.

Although it is not as rich as usual, but it has meat and vegetables, porridge and pastry, and it is quite complete. It is still hot, and I do n’t know how it is prepared.

I spent the whole afternoon on the road.

The prince fell asleep, Paner read half a volume of the book, and then the prince rose, and the two played chess again.

During this period, the prince glanced at Pan'er again and again, because she was very rare and very well-behaved. Generally, this time was when she was very guilty of trying to please others, but it would not be so few words, but there would be many words.

"What? Because lonely people are angry about hiding you?"

"No, no!" Paner reacted, shaking his head again and again.

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Don't hide your prince, Paner can say, can I say that I'm really a little angry, but I'm guilty, I dare not be angry?

These words must not be said.

"The body is really not angry."

Seeing her say that, the prince seemed to believe her, and said sternly: "Taking you with me is temporary, because it is estimated that this trip on the road will not be too peaceful, it is not convenient to bring you, after all, you are a woman."

When I heard that it wouldn't be too calm, Pan'er suddenly hit a stimulus, and various scenes in his head were staged.

auzw.com There are too many assassins, poisons, and night attacks, and the Prince Prince is not pleasing to the eye. The King Qi and the King Chu are not small. They have always surrendered to others because the Prince occupied The name is right, but Nakamiya sister-in-law.

If this Nakamiya sister-in-law is gone, their chance will not come.

The Prince was playing with bracelets and was a bit unbearable.

Why didn't he find out that this little thing had another side in addition to being tame and coquettish. After playing that night, the prince looked at Pan's well-behaved face, and couldn't help but put a subconscious word on her.

Just like she said those words that night, she just said she was not angry. I definitely thought you were a prince. You are so powerful. I ca n’t afford you. I ’m sure I wo n’t be angry, but I will secretly spit you in my heart and despise you. you.

Something like now ... what was she thinking in her head? The prince found that he really didn't know.

He coughed on his face, and said, "What? Do you have anything to say?"

"No, no," but Pan'er still couldn't help it. After all, it was a matter of life. "His Royal Highness, is it really dangerous? Will someone send an assassin, or poison something in drinking water? What should we do along the way, have we been guarding against others? Do you want us to repair the boardwalk in secret? "

"Mingxiu plank road secretly Chencang?" The prince muttered, his eyes were meaningful.

"Yeah, it's just getting a few substitutes, or splitting the road, and confusing the audiovisual."

"I still don't know. You still know the art of war?"

Paner was a stunner, knowing that he seemed to be exposed, and he covered up and said, "I didn't understand any warfare, but when I was bored, I read a lot of books sent by His Highness, and there were words and so on. They all said that."

"What words do you say about this!" @Infinite Haowen, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Pan'er didn't speak. The book never talked about it. It was all about scholars and ladies from big households, or the mess of the grandson and little nun.

These words originated from the popularity of all kinds of dramas in the Jiangnan area. The operas required the opera books to be performed, and many downgraded scholars made a living by writing opera books for others. But in the end, writing a playbook is too narrow. How many opera teams can buy a playbook and arrange it into a play? The money made is simply not enough.

Over time, some booksellers found that these playbooks were very popular among female families of some large households. Some people specially invited downcast scholars to write such textbooks. Longer stories can be divided into more than a dozen volumes, and short ones can be stored. Several small stories.

Before Pan'er was a skinny horse, she borrowed this kind of textbook from her sisters at home. She also thought about writing a textbook to earn some money. At that time, her mind was simple and she wanted to make money. You can go home with your money. You don't need to be kept in the house of the person who keeps the thin horse. Later, after trying it, I found that I wasn't the material at all.

Of course, it was the Paner before coming out of the court. She had little experience and had no experience. What I saw and heard every day except ‘home’ was everything I heard from my sisters ’mouths, and from Aunt Qing ’s mouth. If it was changed to the current Paner, relying on the experience of the two generations, it is certainly not a problem to write a book.

Pan Er's thoughts drifted a little far away, and a little excited, she couldn't write a book to make money, but it was a regret for her life. Should she pick it up again?

But what she should think about now is not the writing book, but how to answer the Prince's question.

"There are too many books when I read it, and I can't remember which one is written on it. I used to put it in the 'mother''s house. Usually I have nothing to pass the time, so my sisters secretly get it from the market. In the coming book, I followed a lot. "

"Foster care?"

Paner didn't hide it, nodded.

The Prince's south tour is definitely going to Yangzhou. After all, Yangzhou's wealthy world is famous, and it is also a meeting place for the Lianghuai Saltworks. As a Yangzhou person, she would inevitably mention her life history and even her origins. It would be better to write a foreshadowing now and avoid embarrassment.

But Pan'er also knew that the prince must know her origin, but the prince knew that it was not the same thing as knowing from her mouth.

As an inner housewife who admires the Prince very much, he should be honest with him. The experience summed up by the two generations of Paner, so that he will understand you, and then get close, everything is subtle. @Finity 好 文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

"That way, do you have biological parents?"

"Yes."

Pan'er talked about her experience. It was probably that she had no rice in her home when she was young, and the mother sent her to the crooked watchmaker's house to change a few lines of silver. This table shows that Du Weiliang's family are those of Yangzhou who specialize in raising thin horses. Because the family had been unable to collect the silver money to redeem her, she was kept in foster care until she left the cabinet this time.

She said it very simply, just a few words and told the context, but the Prince heard his face getting darker and darker. Look at her again, there is no resentment on his face, he feels that this is really a stupid girl.

"Whether your mother has no money to redeem you, you don't want to redeem you, and you're afraid of being told to sell your daughter, you will always be raised there. If it is really simple foster care, your 'mother' can ask the master to teach you art It is estimated that they had already discussed the matter of selling you for silver at that time, but they were another rhetoric in front of you. "

Of course she knew it, but she knew she had been sold regardless of her past or present life. In fact, there is a certain consciousness in my heart, but I still have expectations, and I did n’t understand until I really came out. Those expectations are extravagant hopes.

"I understand now, at that time I was not young and sensible." Pan Er was a little embarrassed.

The Prince's heart was painful and pitiful. She was really a silly girl. She was sold back to many people!

It wasn't sold, it helped the number of people, and the key was that she didn't complain at all.

"Stupid girl!"

The prince nodded Pan'er's forehead. She hid her face and hid beside her, crying with a face.

He pulled her back again, thinking he was fortunate to have come to his side, and he looked at it, and such things should never happen again.