Fantasy: At the beginning, the saint girl was tricked into joining the Demon Cult!

Chapter 220

At this time, another son said: "Princess Changle was the most talented woman in the Yan Dynasty back then, she deserves to be the son of a princess, she is talented in poetry!"

Just now a large group of people were unhappy with Jiang Han, but now that his identity has been exposed, the trolls immediately turned into licking dogs.

"It's so realistic..." Jiang Han also said helplessly.

But at this time, Na Yaoqin said: "Your Highness, please take a seat..."

Hongluan was about to go up to stop her, but at this moment Qingluan said: "My lord is going to the private seat, not the bedroom."

Hong Luan simply took off her hat, after all her identity was already known.

And there are more and more flies around. After all, they all know that these two servant girls have a lot of background, so how could they let go of this opportunity to flatter.

Even if the eldest princess is not as powerful as she was back then, she is still the eldest princess, and she still has the right to speak.

So all kinds of booing and asking for warmth made the sisters very tired.

Jiang Han came to the private seat, and Yaoqin poured tea for Jiang Han herself. She said, "Young master, if you have any questions, please tell me. As long as the servants know, they must know."

"Then I'll get straight to the point. I heard that the secret of the former dynasty's relics came from here?"

When Jiang Han said this, Yao Qin's beautiful eyebrows frowned immediately, and she said: "This is the last poetry meeting, and a talented scholar came."

"Genius?"

"Yes, he is obviously a man, but he speaks very sharply, and he looks very good-looking. He speaks in an orderly manner, and even took out half a treasure map." Yaoqin said, she sat in the river It's too cold.

Male and female?Could it be Lin Shu?

No, Lin Shu is in the Corpse Sect now, and the Corpse Sect still has so many things to do, how could he come to the capital with nothing?
There are very few people who look like men and women, or are they... eunuchs?
"At that time, a group of young masters were reciting poems and fighting against each other. The slave family also happened to pass by at that time and listened to a few words."

"Oh?"

"Those people said that among the relics of the previous dynasty, there are lost poems, some rare martial arts classics, countless jewels and gold, and various precious magic weapons..." She said, wringing her fingers.

Jiang Han was dumbfounded when he heard it, and thought that this rumor was so powerful that it targeted almost everyone.

Literati like poetry and songs, warriors like martial arts classics, ordinary people are naturally rare gold and jewelry, as for magic weapons, they are things that everyone likes, they can be used for their own use, they can also be sold for money, and they are very valuable!
"Now everyone in the city knows?" Jiang Han asked.

Yaoqin smiled: "Your Highness, what do you think? Tianquan City is so lively now, I heard that many sects have come together, and they seem to wait for the day when the treasure is revealed to snatch the secret treasure."

"Big things will definitely happen then." Jiang Han said.

At this time, Yaoqin approached, although she hadn't approached yet, but the charming scent of her body had already come, she said in a soft voice, "His Royal Highness, do you want to listen to the music?"

"Let's just play a song called Spring Breeze Nineteen." Jiang Han said.

Yaoqin blushed immediately when she heard it, and she said: "Although the melody is somewhat similar, I don't play those vulgar things!"

Jiang Han laughed loudly: "It seems that you are also a reader of Spring Boudoir Opera."

After all, the Spring Boudoir Opera came from Tianquan City. The novels written by this mysterious author almost swept the entire Yan Dynasty.

Yaoqin was taken aback, and said shyly: "That's what the drinkers said, and my family just happened to hear it."

Jiang Han didn't bother to expose it, so he let Yaoqin play a piece of music casually. When Yaoqin was playing, Jiang Han brought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out the rice paper, and wrote a few neat words on it. big characters.

This is also thanks to Jiang Han's mother who supervised him to practice calligraphy when he was young.

The biggest weakness of other traversers is that the words are ugly.

However, this weakness does not exist in Jiang Han, because Jiang Han grew up under the influence of his mother since he was a child. Although his mother passed away later, the habit of practicing calligraphy has not changed.

Yao Qin was also worried, and she fell into trance while playing. When she calmed down, she realized that Jiang Han had left. "Where is Your Highness?" Yao Qin stood up and said.

A servant girl came over: "Lady, His Highness left just now. He said that it was night and he would not be scolded by the princess. At that time, many people toasted His Highness to see him off. Your Highness asked us not to disturb your concentration."

"He..." Yaoqin was stunned, and suddenly felt that this Highness was different from other young masters.

"Lady, what's on the table?" the maid asked.

Yaoqin's eyes widened, and she hurried over to check, only to find a poem on the desk.

Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup, and the water palace wind comes with pearl and green fragrance.

Who will cover the autumn fan with the cry, and wait for the king with the bright moon hanging in the sky.

Yaoqin mumbled her lips and repeated: "Who will cover the autumn fan with the cry and wait for the king with the bright moon hanging in the sky? The son is saying that the servant's house has the appearance of a harem?"

The beauties in the harem are generally the highest praise for a woman's appearance, because only the most beautiful women are qualified to serve the emperor.

And Jiang Han used this sentence to describe her, which made Yaoqin in a trance and almost fainted.

confidant!He is my confidant!

Yaoqin couldn't help covering her mouth, and tears fell down. No one has ever used such words to describe herself, this is the first time!
"Xiaoyu."

"My lady." The servant girl Xiaoyu came over.

Yaoqin wiped away her tears, and said in a choked voice: "Frame it, frame it quickly, I want everyone who passes the private seat to know that this is a poem written by His Highness."

"It seems that His Highness is interested in the lady." Xiaoyu expressed her opinion.

Yaoqin nodded: "He is not like other men, he only knows how to make the slave family happy and take advantage of the slave family. He keeps a distance of one foot from the slave family's disappearance. She respects the slave family and regards the slave family as a person with him. A woman in the same position, in his eyes, the slave is not a girl, but an ordinary woman!"

After a while, Yaoqin was already sobbing.

"My lady..." The servant girl came over and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only accompany her silently.

Outside Miaoyinfang, Jiang Han said goodbye to Ye Chen.

Jiang Han said: "Your body...is it still able to hold on?"

Ye Chen smiled, showing his big white teeth, he smiled heartlessly: "It's okay, I'm setting up my life for the people of the world, and dedicating my life for such people..."

"Okay!" Jiang Han raised his thumb, "Then your kidney..."

"Brother, I can make medicine." Ye Chen said to Hongluan who was on the side, "Sister Hongluan, I asked you just now..."

"Here!" Hong Luan threw a package of things to Ye Chen nonchalantly.

Jiang Han glanced at it, only to realize that the big bag was full of all kinds of kidneys.

"This..." Jiang Han suddenly realized.

Ye Chen waved at Jiang Han, and soon disappeared into the night. Hong Luan stretched her waist, and she said, "Your Highness, shall we go back? We won't go back again, but it will be dark, and there will be a curfew at that time, and the city will The door is closed."

Jiang Han was about to speak, but at this moment, he realized that someone was looking at him across from him.

Looking again, the person has disappeared. Is this an illusion?
"Your Highness?" Hongluan looked at Jiang Han puzzled.

"Oh, I wonder if there is anything I haven't bought." Jiang Han found an excuse to divert the second daughter's attention.

(End of this chapter)