The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 89
When it was daylight, Yang Xuan got up and prepared to go to court.

"Come to Hanguang Pavilion tonight." He stood in front of the dressing table, while wearing his coat, slightly curling the corners of his lips, looking back at the woman with slightly closed eyes on the bed.

"If I don't go, it will be troublesome if Nanny Chang and the Queen Mother know about it. At that time, I won't even be able to stay in the palace." Zhao Shuang turned over and opened his eyes. Go tell the secret to the queen mother, you say...does she suspect me?"

"That Honghu, under the guise of fortune-telling, has often entered the palace to see the queen mother recently, and the queen mother just awarded Chen Yang a cabinet bachelor." Yang Xuan came over, bowed down and kissed her, "Although she has no real power, But keeping it is a disaster. I heard that Chen Yang is still encouraging the emperor to choose a concubine..."

"Is he crazy? My brother is only 11 years old, what kind of concubine should he choose?" Zhao Shuang stared at him, grabbed his hand and shook it, "My lord, you can't let them do whatever they want!"

Chen Yang and Honghu must be planning to arrange eyeliner in Weiyang Palace by choosing a concubine for the emperor.

"Well, don't worry." Yang Xuan rubbed her little face and comforted her. "This king has already thought of a countermeasure. Doesn't he want to climb up? This time, this king will let him know what it means to climb higher and higher." The higher you fall, the more painful it is to fall."

Whether it's an open fight or a secret fight, he has never met an opponent in the past ten years.Recently, there were two people who made him very upset. The man frowned slightly when he thought of the figure with the bronze sword.

"No! I want to enter the palace!" Zhao Shuang said as she sat up, pulled off her coat and put it on.

"Calm down," Yang Xuan sat down, and persuaded softly, "Qing Yuan's matter has not been resolved, you enter the palace at this time, in what capacity will you face the Queen Mother and the Emperor?"

These words reminded her, what qualifications does a fake princess have to manage the affairs of the Great Zhou royal family?
Zhao Shuang put down his coat and sighed dejectedly, "Forget it, I won't be entering the palace."

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, as long as you are my concubine, no one will dare to touch you." The man put her hand on his face to warm him.

"Forget it, your concubine has someone else, so it's fine for me to stay in a quiet corner of this small courtyard." Zhao Shuang withdrew her hands and sat down in the corner of the couch with her legs crossed.

"You mean, stay in the palace for the rest of your life and follow me all the time?" Yang Xuan approached her and patted her on the head, teasingly said, "That's it...you recognize me?"

He was worried that after the real Princess Chaohua appeared, Zhao Shuang would pack up and leave the palace, and the two parted ways from then on.

"Yeah. I can't find my teacher, and I have no home to return to in this world." The woman drooped her head dejectedly, and gave him a contemptuous look, "What about you? You know I'm fake, but... Still looking for me?"

The news that he spent the night in Lianxiang Pavilion last night must have reached the ears of Nanny Chang and Qing Yuan. When he goes to the government office later, I don't know how the two of them will make a fuss.

Zhao Shuang felt a headache when he thought of these things.

"So what if it's fake?" Yang Xuan stood up without breakfast in the morning, and poured a cup of tea from the table, "One more person, I can't afford it..."

One more person... Does he want to raise himself as a concubine in the back house?
The woman in the snow-white tunic felt cold, and suddenly wanted to scare him.

"Aren't you afraid that I'm an evil spirit and eat you up?" Zhao Shuang glanced at him sadly, and said with a chuckle, "If the prince is willing to go back to the mountain with me to practice, it will be a good furnace."

She had read in cheat books that some monsters use the human body of the opposite sex as a cauldron, which can make their own skills improve by leaps and bounds.

There was a hint of cunning and charm in the woman's eyes, as if mixed with a sharp blade, which made people tremble all over.

"Pfft!" Yang Xuan spat out a mouthful of water, the official uniform that she just wore wet a large area of ​​the front, but she hadn't brought a change of clothes yet, pointed at her and scolded, "You!"

Zhao Shuang lowered her eyes, she finally went down the mountain, if nothing happened, she would have to bring a cauldron back up the mountain anyway, but judging from the meaning of the regent, it seemed that she was not very happy.

"That's all! It's fine if you don't want to," she turned her head and said to the wall, "I'll find someone else."

"..." Yang Xuan wiped the front of his front with a handkerchief, climbed onto the couch, and pressed her head to his body, "Look at what you did! You know nonsense! Why look for someone else? If you need a furnace Ding, this king will just serve you as a cauldron."

Zhao Shuang tilted his head and looked at him in surprise, "Does your lord know what a furnace is?"

If you are a furnace, you will reap your blessings and life, and use your own energy to support the master.

Generally, in order to prolong life, old demons hijack young women as cauldrons, and some female demons trick young men into monster caves in order to quickly improve their cultivation.

"No...not sure." The man showed embarrassment, and comforted him, "Don't think about it, you stay in this palace, you can't enjoy all the glory and wealth in the world, why go back to the mountain? Let alone the fairy mountain you mentioned, Can't find it at all."

"Why did the prince leave me an evil spirit?" She glanced at him carefully again.

The morning light is faint, and the spring breeze suddenly blows, blowing the window lattices.

There were still candles lit in the room.

The man shuddered, "I've been hit by your evil spirit!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly tidied up his hair and clothes, and went out, for fear that the evil spirit would suddenly open his bloody mouth and eat him.

"By the wind! Go to the government office!" A man's half-frightened, half-anxious voice came from outside the door.

"My lord, what... what's the matter? Do you want to go to Hanguang Pavilion to change?" Ping Feng asked, pointing to the water stains on the front of his clothes.

"Go to Hanguang Pavilion." Yang Xuan responded, and hurried to Hanguang Pavilion to change clothes.

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The weather is getting warmer.

Zhao Shuang has lived in Lianxiang Pavilion for several days, and the regent also stays in Lianxiang Pavilion every night, and even brought a change of clothes here.

The two of them ignored the outside gossip and ate the meals cooked in the small kitchen, living a small life like an ordinary couple.

On this day, Xiangxia and Xiangdong ordered a few boys to catch some fish fry in Jingxin Lake, and they were releasing them in the small pond, when they heard a rush of footsteps outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, Nanny Chang brought a square-faced woman and a gray-clothed Taoist into the small courtyard of Lianxiang Pavilion, followed by a group of servant girls.

Zhao Shuang was sitting in front of the window, opening the window to watch the maids releasing fish, when suddenly she saw someone coming in.

Before she could react, Nanny Chang went to the window sill and pointed her hand: "It's her! That evil spirit is attached to the princess, causing Miss Qingyuan to get sick!"

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, your girl Qingyuan is sick, what does it have to do with me?" Zhao Shuang glanced at the people outside the window displeased.

A Taoist priest in his fifties, holding a whisk, is full of style, but his Taoism is not very good.

The gray-clothed Taoist tilted his head, looked at her carefully for a long while, and then turned his head and said to Nanny Chang, "Mommy, I don't know anything evil about the princess..."

　These days I am reading a novel ten years ago, the pace is very slow, but I am very happy to read it.

　　I also want to write a slow and hot article, but I am afraid that we will not like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)