Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

After Beidi envoys entered Beijing, envoys from southern Xinjiang and Xizhou also visited one after another.

Xizhou sent the unreliable Ninth Prince. As for Nanjiang, the person who came this time was the saint.

After checking into the post house, Xiao Yunzhen heard that it was the Saintess from Southern Xinjiang who came this time, and almost spit out a mouthful of tea in surprise: "Isn't Ji Wuyue dead already? Where did the Saintess from Southern Xinjiang come from?"

Gao Jin said: "Returning to Your Highness, after Ji Wuyue's death, the little princess in Southern Xinjiang inherited the position of saint."

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would not be able to remember, he added: "It's the girl who fought with you last time. I remember her name is Nan Yu?"

Xiao Yunzhen swallowed, but still couldn't believe it: "Nan Yu? That hot and unreasonable woman has become a saint?!"

"Your Highness, don't say that," Mr. Gao said while stroking his long beard. "Not long after the civil strife in Southern Xinjiang ended, the news of Mu Liuchun's death came. I heard that before he died, he left Nan Qingfeng a In the handwritten letter, it explained how southern Xinjiang should go in the next ten years to be peaceful and worry-free. The second is to ask the princess to inherit the position of the saint. The saint is related to the national destiny of southern border. Although the princess had some conflicts with His Royal Highness that day, but Now that she is a saint, she is naturally different from before."

Xiao Yunzhen was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses: "After a year, I am still the Ninth Prince, but that little girl has already become a saint."

Gao Jin smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't belittle yourself, your studies have improved this year."

"No, no, no," he threw down the half-eaten pastry and stood up from the mat, "I have to go and see if the little girl is still as fierce as before after becoming a saint!"

Nan Yu picked up the tea in the box by himself, looking like he didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Ling Youyao saw that her face was sober, and there was a little more indifference between her eyebrows and eyes. She was moved in her heart, and after paying respects to her, she said: "His Royal Highness has been shutting up all these days. I should have come to visit you earlier."

Fu Yunchuo completely cut off contact with the queen mother because of the Xue family's affairs, and even sent away the officials in the mansion. Now she is the only one in the huge princess mansion.

Xiao Yunzhen didn't feel embarrassed when she didn't get a response. Instead, he sat down opposite her and said with a smile, "I didn't expect it. I haven't seen you for a year. You have become much gentler, but I still feel that you used to be fierce and gentle." You look good, look at you, lifeless, how can you look like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old? She is even older than my husband!"

Man Dong was very happy to see Ling Youyao, and led her to Fu Yunchuo's yard.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she saw Nan Yu An sitting quietly in front of the stove. There was a teapot on the stove. Hot air came out from the spout, blurring her delicate facial features.

Xiao Yunzhen looked at her back, gradually calmed down, and muttered to himself: "It's really different. If it used to be, she would definitely jump up and fight with me, but now it has become like this."

"Who! This prince is hurting to death! Hiss—" He fell to the ground, rubbed his calf and howled.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yunzhen inexplicably wanted to commit a crime, and said secretly, "Nan Yu, can you tell me how to become like you? My father always said that I have no shape, and my brothers also I don’t think I’m like a prince, but I think you’re like a saint now, can you teach me? I also want to be like you and become more dignified and steady.”

Since the eldest princess broke up with the queen mother, the queen mother has lived in Yanfu Palace for a long time, and Fu Yunchuo has also stayed behind closed doors at the princess mansion. Thinking about it, the last time we met was in May.

Xiao Yunzhen had already rushed to the yard, how could he hear his last words?

Leaning against the plum garden, Fu Yunchuo was sitting in front of the window copying scriptures, when he caught sight of the two figures in the courtyard, he paused: "You Yao, why are you here?"

The yard became quiet again, and the snow outside the window rustled, like a jade pearl falling apart, the scenery was still the same as last year, but the people were not the people of the past.

Nan Yu didn't bother to talk to him, turned around and entered the house.

Gao Jin looked at his back with a smile, and said slowly: "Dayan has a saying that, after three days' absence, you should treat each other with admiration. I hope His Highness will not be too surprised."

Nan Yu lowered her eyes, those lively and cunning eyes were no longer as bright as before, she didn't speak, and she didn't want to speak.

Nan Yu looked away coldly, and directly issued an order to evict the guests: "His Royal Highness Ninth Prince, I will enter the palace to see His Majesty tomorrow, please come back."

As soon as the words were finished, Nan Yu suddenly looked at him, without a trace of ups and downs in his dark eyes: "If you want to be a real prince, you might as well die for once."

Suddenly a cold female voice came from above the head: "I don't know what the nine princes of Xizhou are peeping here, what is their intention?"

The appearance is still the same, but it seems to be a different person.

"There must be something wrong!" He roared affirmatively, and then shamelessly followed.

At that time, she really wanted to kill Su Yuming, but she also knew that she couldn't kill him.The Su family was ashamed of the Xue family, and of Duke Anguo's mansion, but it was not only Su Yuming who was at fault, but also her.

Fu Yunchuo smiled nonchalantly: "Everything is fine in this palace. I didn't get drunk or hack anyone, so you can rest easy!"

Xiao Yunzhen gave her a strange look, then left muttering.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Yunzhen felt familiar, but when he saw Nan Yu's face, he suddenly felt that he had bumped into a ghost, pointing at her "you you you" for a long time, and then pointing at himself "me, me, me" For a long time, he did not utter a complete sentence.

The Nanjiang envoy lived in the east courtyard, guarded by guards at the door, and it was quiet inside, not at all like Nanyu's chattering temperament.

She was always noisy in the past, laughing and noisy for a while, but now she suddenly became so demure, Xiao Yunzhen felt strange, and cautiously approached: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy after becoming a saint?"

Xiao Yunzhen climbed onto the wall, stretched his neck and looked inside, but before he saw a figure, his calf suddenly hurt, he screamed and fell heavily off the wall.

"You, what are you talking about?" Xiao Yunzhen thought she was crazy.

After the snow stopped, Ling Youyao went to the princess mansion with a gift.

Fu Yunchuo showed Ling Youyao the scriptures he had copied during these days, and said: "No matter how you say it, it is true that I personally sent the An Guogong's mansion to the prison. I felt ashamed and knew that I couldn't make up for it, so I copied these scriptures to serve They pray."

Ling Youyao looked at the pile of scriptures stacked high, and said: "Although this is the case, His Highness didn't know it at the time. You can do this, and you are worthy of your heart."

When she heard these four words, she smiled lightly and changed the subject: "Did you come to see Ben Gong today for something?"

"Well, there is something I want to give to Your Highness," Ling Youyao handed her the jade pendant, "I went to Lushan two days ago to send some relics to the former queen, and I met Wen Qing there, so he asked me to hand over the item to you." here you are."

When Fu Yunchuo saw the jade pendant, his eyes were slightly startled. In fact, she had also heard the news of Xie Yuanting's death...