Jian Sui Daye

Yiyang Palace, Zhao Jing's boudoir.

"Miss, don't you always dislike putting on makeup? Why do you wake up so early today and dress yourself up so carefully?" Zhao Jing's cute and lovely maid, Xiaolu, is standing behind her, combing her hair gently. Looking at the black hair that is as smooth and smooth as waterfall and satin, she has a curious expression on her face.

Zhao Jing did not answer Xiaolu's question, but tilted her head slightly, carefully looked at the peerless beauty in the bronze mirror on the dressing table in front of her, and carefully applied rouge to her fair and smooth face.

Finally, after spending more than half an hour, Zhao Jing finally finished dressing up.

"Xiao Lu, do you think this is okay?" Zhao Jing stood up, looked at the somewhat ethereal beauty appearing in the bronze mirror, and asked the maid beside her with some doubts.

"Miss, you are so beautiful, even a fairy in the sky can't compare to you!" Xiaolu looked at Zhao Jing enviously, her eyes full of admiration.

There is no woman who does not like others to praise her beauty, whether it is modern or ancient women, Zhao Jing is no exception.There was a hint of joy in Zhao Jing's eyes, but he said in his mouth: "Really? Xiaolu, don't you know how to make me happy!"

"It's true, miss, how could Xiaolu tell lies?" Xiaolu said with a determined face: "Miss, you are naturally beautiful, and now you dress up carefully, and you are as beautiful as a fairy. If Wang Yan When the young master sees it, he will be stupefied and salivate!"

"What are you talking about! I didn't show it to him!" Zhao Jing put a smile on his face, said with a small mouth, and then stepped out of the room.

"Isn't it for the prince? Who is the lady dressing up so carefully for? Gao Ajunfeng, it's impossible, the lady has never wanted to see him!" Xiaolu was very surprised, looking at Zhao Jing's back and tilting the little girl Head, frowning beautiful eyebrows and muttering to himself while thinking.

"Damn girl, what are you mumbling about? Hurry up and leave!" Zhao Jing turned her head, saw Xiaolu's face was deep in thought, muttering something in her mouth, and said something reproachfully.

"Oh, here you are, miss!" Xiaolu responded quickly, picked up the small basket on the table and slung it in her arms, and fumbled out of Zhao Jing's boudoir, holding her arm.

After leaving Yiyang Palace, Xiaolu asked curiously again: "Miss, where are we going?"

"Master Gao's house!" Zhao Jing spoke a little faster, and his tone was less gentle than usual, which made Xiaolu even more surprised.

"Master Gao? Which Mr. Gao?" Xiaolu asked.

Zhao Jing replied: "He is the son of the former Lanling King, I am happy, Mr. Gao!"

"Miss, why are you suddenly looking for Mr. Gao Xing?" Xiao Lu was very confused, and she was a little bit displeased with Xing Xing.As Zhao Jing's personal maid, Xiaolu was naturally happy to see her.She was so happy that she was so handsome that she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.But what impresses Xiaolu most about Happy is the underwear invented by Mr. Gao, which makes Xiaolu feel shy and happy at the same time.

"Grandfather's birthday is approaching, and I want to give him a letter, so I need the help of Mr. Gao Gao!" Zhao Jing explained.

"Mr. Gao, he eats, drinks and plays all day long, goes in and out of Fengyue Land, and also sells that kind of embarrassing clothes. He is deviant, what can he do for you?"

When she thought that she was still wearing a small cloth piece produced by Xingrong Company, two red clouds appeared on Zhao Jing's face, and there was a hint of temptation in her eyes.

Feeling that Xiaolu had a bad impression of Gao Xing, Zhao Jing frowned, and said: "Xiaolu, you can't just look at people on the surface. Although Mr. Gao looks invisible, he is definitely a man of great talent. Even the grandfather, the old man, is full of praise for him!"

"Miss, do you like Mr. Gao?" Seeing a strange look on Zhao Jing's face when he mentioned being happy, his eyes were even a little blurred, and then thinking that Zhao Jing was often alone in a daze for no reason, Xiaolu suddenly A possibility came to mind.So Xiaolu stared at Zhao Jing with wide eyes, and blurted out.

"What are you talking about! Hurry up, or else Mr. Gao will go out, and we will return without success today!" Zhao Jing said angrily, her blushing face was full of panic, and she didn't notice her steps for a while. The road stumbled and staggered, if it wasn't for Little Green Eye who quickly supported her, Zhao Jing might not be able to escape the fate of falling to the ground.

Xiaolu could see Zhao Jing's performance completely, and she knew in her heart that her young lady might be moved by her heart.

"Understood, miss!" Although Xiaolu and Zhao Jing grew up together, Zhao Jing didn't treat her like a sister, but Xiaolu knew her identity very well.Zhao Jing's tone just now revealed impatience, so she didn't dare to ask about it again.

"Little lady, where are you going?" Just when Zhao Jing and Xiao Lu wanted to speed up their pace to go to the Happy Mansion, someone blocked their way.

Looking at the people standing in front of him, Xiaolu couldn't help but frowned delicately, and said dissatisfiedly: "Turks? Who are you, and what are you doing to stop us?"

Zhao Jing didn't speak, but she, who was always calm and gentle, now also had a trace of displeasure on her face, looking at the person in front of her without speaking.

About ten people blocked the way of Zhao Jing's master and servant, all with disheveled hair, and most of them wore rough fur clothes. Some people walk in detours unconsciously.

"It's so beautiful!" Among the ten Turkic people, the leader was wearing a gorgeous Hanfu, but he couldn't hide his brutality.At this time, he was staring at Zhao Jing in amazement and intoxication, his eyes were extremely presumptuous and burning, as if he wanted to take off all the goose yellow clothes on Zhao Jing's body.His thick lips were slightly parted, a smear of saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, covered with a beard that stood upright like steel needles, glistening dazzlingly under the sunlight, making people feel sick for a while.

Zhao Jing couldn't bear the aggressive gaze of the Turkic leader, and frowned involuntarily and took a step back.

"Who are you, and why did you block the little girl's way?" Zhao Jing asked in a deep voice. Although there was a touch of tenderness in the voice, it was still very sweet and sweet, and it was no different from a fairy voice in the ears of the Turkic people.

"Miss, let's get real in the Lower Ashina Cave, it's very polite here!" The Turkic leader came to his senses, touched the saliva from the corner of his mouth, put his hand on his chest, bent slightly, with a self-confident expression on his face. With an extremely warm and gentle smile, he said to Zhao Jing.

"Don't dare, I don't know what your Excellency is doing?" Zhao Jing frowned, a little impatiently.The naked eyes of these rough Turks made her a little disgusted and uncomfortable.

"Isn't there a saying in your Central Plains called 'a fair lady, a gentleman is so good', Miss, you are so beautiful, Ku Hezhen loves you very much, so I want to marry you back, Miss Strong, and be my Ke He Dun!" The more he looked at Ashina Cave Hezhen, the more he liked Zhao Jing.

"Ke He Dun?" Xiaolu muttered, and asked Zhao Jing puzzledly: "Miss, what is Ke He Dun?"

"Ke He Dun is the title of the Turkic Khan's wife." Zhao Jing replied in a low voice, looking at Ashina Cave Hezhen's eyes could not help but become serious.

Zhao Jing was smart and eager to learn since she was a child. Apart from being familiar with the classics and history collections, she also dabbled in some miscellaneous manuscripts, so she knew some Turkic customs, and she also judged that the Turkic man in front of her was of extraordinary status, so she couldn't help thinking solemnly.

Seeing Zhao Jing frowned and said nothing, Ashina Kuhe really couldn't help becoming anxious, "Miss, don't you agree? You know, I, Ashina Kuhe, belonged to Tabo Khan, the great Turkic Khan of today. Son, you will inherit his Khan throne in the future, owning thousands of miles of Turkic lands and hundreds of millions of powerful warriors. Follow me, and you will be a queen that will be feared by the whole world and enjoy endless power!"

Looking at Ashina Kuhezhen's rough and dark skin and face covered with messy beard, and then looking at Zhao Jing's fair and delicate skin, the words "beast and beauty" suddenly appeared in Xiaolu's mind, which made her feel a little nervous. It's so cold that I really can't imagine the scene of the two of them together.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ashina, the little girl is not blessed to enjoy the supreme power! If the young master is fine, the little girl will leave!" Zhao Jing smiled apologetically and politely refused.