court ladies begging for joy

Chapter 60

The long night finally temporarily ended all kinds of wonders brought by colorful people of all colors on this day.

Wen Xiaowan only felt that her nerves had been stimulated to a new height, and her ability to withstand stress had indeed risen to a level like a rocket flying through the clouds.

Although that 'Poverty' designated the geographical location where Prince Jing should stay tonight——Xing Si Ye's house, but according to the current situation of Xing Si Ye's house, no matter the software or hardware, it is actually to entertain a prince as famous as Prince Jing. It's not enough to be admitted.

——This is equivalent to letting an chief tribe in Africa prepare for the Olympics. The gap can no longer be described as a 'gap'.

Especially Prince Jing heard that there are only two houses, one is used by Nie Jinyan to recuperate his injuries, and because he injured his leg, he can't go down to the ground, so he eats, drinks and sleeps almost in the house (Wen Xiaowan's exaggerated description) , and the other room is lived by an old bachelor who is nearly fifty years old and still living alone. It is also said that this old bachelor not only does not take a bath for ten and a half months, but even does not wash his face for ten and a half months.

With such a cruel fact in front of him, Prince Jing didn't even set foot in these two rooms.Just standing at the door, looking at his bright red-woven dress with purple borders, he became melancholy like a mushroom ball with fat head and big ears.

Only Youzhou Shepherd led a check inside and out to make sure there was no danger, and then he wiped off the sweat that hadn't fallen from his forehead.

What surprised Wen Xiaowan the most was that when Youzhou Mu led the soldiers to rummage through the two houses, he did not find any trace of the red fox Mo Feiyang. Where did this man hide?

On the contrary, Mo Feiyang even broke into and escaped from the palace once, not to mention this remote mountain village in the barren mountains and mountains, where he can come and go freely if he wants to come, and Nie Jinyan is sitting in the house, even if he wants to come to Youzhou Mu rummage.

The melancholy of the master is the incompetence of his subordinates. Youzhou Mu deeply felt the burden on his shoulders. Fortunately, he is also a guy who knows how to adapt. He immediately saw that the wall of Xing Siye's small courtyard was very obtrusive, and gave an order, All the troops began to attack the wall.

——Youzhou Mu plans to set up a marching camp for Prince Jing in the small courtyard of Fourth Master Xing in the shortest possible time.It can be said to be very thoughtful.

Even that 'Poverty Dao' patted Youzhou Mu on the shoulder, and praised him admiringly, "A child can be taught."

Even if this person has always regarded himself as a poor man, even if this self-proclaimed 'poor man' stretched out his hand and patted a fourth-rank official on the shoulder, no one felt that this man's behavior was very abrupt, and even the person who was patted Zhou Mu himself put on a flattered expression.

Wen Xiaowan deeply admired it—it turns out that this is a society where magicians are more popular than hooligans.Of course, if the two are combined, it is simply invincible.

Because Prince Jing was really annoyed by Wen Xiaowan, he didn't pay attention to her until Prince Jing moved into the newly built spacious tent.

Wen Xiaowan was happy that Prince Jing would never talk to her for the rest of his life.

Prince Jing was furious, but she didn't try to coax him.Seeing that there was no need for her to serve her left and right, she immediately went back to her and Nie Jinyan's room to discuss the next step.By the way, let's see where the Firefox is hiding.

Unexpectedly, he had already taken advantage of the chaos and left. He is really a master, coming and going without a trace, no wonder he was thought to be a goblin.

It's just that Wen Xiaowan doesn't have time to feel sorry for Mo Feiyang right now.She still has a bunch of more important things than how Mo Feiyang will make a hole and leave, waiting for her to worry about.

"I didn't expect Prince Jing to believe in Taoist priests besides his beautiful clothes? I don't know if he can make alchemy? That thing can't be eaten, it will eat dead people..."

Wen Xiaowan poured a bowl of warm milk, and handed it to Nie Jinyan who was reclining in the pit, chattering about what she knew in her previous life about the harm of alchemy and eating dead people.

Halfway through the nagging, she felt thirsty. After Nie Jinyan took the milk bowl from her, she picked up the water glass on the pit table by herself and started drinking with a grunt.

"Don't worry, Prince Jing will be fine. In this dynasty, it is a serious crime for a son to poison Lao Tzu. If he wants to be Ling Chi, the elixir made by that man must be for self-cultivation and great tonic..."

Poor Wen Xiaowan hadn't finished drinking the water, but Nie Jinyan suddenly choked up all the water in her mouth and coughed a lot.

"You... what did you say...."

Wen Xiaowan seriously suspected that something was wrong with her ears, she stared at Nie Jinyan with wide eyes, and couldn't believe it.

Nie Jinyan hurriedly put the milk bowl in his hand on the nearby table, grabbed Wen Xiaowan, helped her rub her back to stop her cough, and repeated what he just said.

Finally, Nie Jinyan nodded, "That Taoist priest in white is Prince Jing's only son, Long Jun, the eldest son of Prince Jing's mansion."

Wen Xiaowan, who was held in Nie Jinyan's arms, had a face so numb that she couldn't make any expressions.

Evil God, no wonder Princess Jing went to the temple to practice.

It must be that she deeply realized that she might have done too many bad things in her previous life, and all the retribution came back in this life—her husband loved clothes more than anything else, and her only son even ran away to become a Taoist priest.

As a woman in this life, Concubine Jing really can only focus on Buddhist activities in temples.

"When Prince Jing's son was three years old, he was favored by Daoist Zhong Nanshan, and he wanted to accept him as a closed disciple, but Prince Jing was very reluctant. It took another four years until he was accepted by Taoist Master Xuwu himself when he was seven years old. let's go."

Nie Jinyan raised his eyebrows slightly. Prince Jing seldom returns home. Except for the annual Spring Festival and the birthdays of Prince Jing and Prince Jing, he only comes back from Zhong Nanshan. He never goes down the mountain for nothing. This time...

Obviously, Wen Xiaowan's brain structure is completely different from Nie Jinyan's, and the emphasis is even more different. She put two small hands on Nie Jinyan's shoulders, "Who is the Taoist leader of nothingness?"

Nie Jinyan raised his hand and tapped Wen Xiaowan's delicate and straight nose, and said with a smile: "You are heartless, Daoist Wu Wu doesn't even know about it, and even the children on the street know a thing or two about it .”

Wen Xiaowan stuck out her tongue, she was not a native of Jin'an, how could she know who was who.This Taoist leader of nothingness is so awesome, the national teacher of the Three Dynasties is not a simple person.

People say that Mi Jiu became a demon. This self-proclaimed "Poverty Dao" is actually Long Jun, the heir of Prince Jing's mansion. He has been with such a master since he was a child. ' up.

"He came back this time..."

This sentence was almost said by Nie Jinyan and Wen Xiaowan at the same time.

Although they have different ways of thinking, they always end up with the same goal in the end, and they can think of one place.

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

They all realized that the sudden appearance of Prince Jing's son, Long Jun, was definitely not for the simple purpose of calculating a few divinations and giving some red pills to his father, Prince Jing.

Nie Jinyan thought for a moment, lowered his voice, and whispered: "No matter how Prince Jing appeared here in Youzhou, at least it can show that the battle at Yumen Pass is over."

Wen Xiaowan also took this into consideration.

If the battle hadn't been finished, how could Prince Jing have the leisure to come and announce the order to her, and someone like Prince Jing who went out to command an expedition would never be changed if there was no lightning strike.

Prince Jing himself was not handsome in battle, so making him handsome was just a mascot, used to suppress the corners of the formation, relying on his high moral status, to check and balance several factions, so as to encourage the morale of the army.

"In just over two months, the battle is over?"

Wen Xiaowan felt a little unbelievable. In the original novel, this battle happened more than a year later than now, but it lasted nearly two years.

Nie Jinyan is also hard to guess, how could the Hulu country be so vulnerable to a sudden attack and send troops?

"In this world, there are always some things that can't be said well. You see... Didn't you also get the title of princess by accident?"

Nie Jinyan glanced unhappily, and placed the orange imperial decree very close to him in the side of the pit - this scroll is a status symbol, and the gap between him and him cannot be ignored.

Wen Xiaowan also doesn't like the title of "Princess Wenwan", especially after hearing Nie Jinyan explain it to her after reading the imperial decree.

Speaking of which... her title of princess is... a posthumous title.

Just after everyone thought she fell off the cliff and died, Prince Jing couldn't bear it, and he cried out that Emperor Longyao of Jin'an adopted the title of comforting the living and honoring the 'dead' to show his holy kindness Germany.

Who knew that she, a 'dead person', would come back to life, and it would be difficult to take back the holy words of Chrysostom, so she just yelled like this.Anyway, with her as a princess, it won't delay anything with the country and the court.

Every time Wen Xiaowan looked at the imperial decree, it was as if she saw her own epitaph, thinking that she had picked up a huge bargain, but in fact, only she knew about it, and she hated it to the extreme.

"This is a hot potato, what can I do to help your wife pick it off?"

Everyone thinks being a princess is a good thing, but it's not. In a patriarchal society, whether it's a princess or a princess, they're just wallflowers. It's better to be a powerful court lady.

During Wen Xiaowan's time in the deep palace, it's not that she didn't see what those unfavored princesses looked like.Generally speaking, when they have interests with the royal family, they will be the first to be pushed out, such as marriage and marriage, and intrigue.

Wen Xiaowan's two small hands have already reached Nie Jinyan's collar dishonestly, ready to pick off Nie Jinyan's clothes.

Nie Jinyan let her mess around. In his future life, there will only be such a person who can do anything wrong on him and get close to him at will.

This is actually a very happy thing, to be able to share your secrets with someone—that is the secret at the end of the body, which brings a different kind of joy, which Nie Jinyan has never known before, once there is a start, it will be like glue .

The two of them were about to use this excuse to get intimate, but they heard a low cough coming from the door. This cough should obviously bring out some embarrassment, after all, they broke into someone's house and saw the husband and wife It's an intimate, but for some reason, Wen Xiaowan didn't hear embarrassment or reminders from this cough, but instead heard a little happiness and gloating.

Wen Xiaowan turned her head quickly, and saw that 'Poverty', leaning against the door frame on one side of the door, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

His pair of bright and bright eyes are as bright as stars, but they are very similar to the smile on the corner of his mouth, they are also cold, and the tentacles will feel cold to the hands.

"Father invites you to come over," he expressed his intentions very concisely under the not-so-bright eyes of Wen Xiaowan and Nie Jinyan.

Wen Xiaowan couldn't move when Prince Jing wanted to invite her. She was filled with displeasure, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous when she didn't know the details of the enemy.

Anyway, this 'Poverty' in front of me is not really 'Poverty', he is Prince Jing's son, that is, the future Prince Jing.Another point that cannot be ignored is that he is still a closed disciple of the National Teacher of the Three Dynasties.

Wen Xiaowan privately feels that this point is actually more terrifying than the previous point - the former is born innately, while the latter's apprenticeship is acquired.Often acquired things are more difficult to fathom than innate things.

Wen Xiaowan climbed down from the pit sullenly, and was about to follow Long Jun to the camp where Prince Jing stayed, but she was about to go out, but she saw that Long Jun didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"Brother has something to discuss with Company Nie, so I won't go with my sister."

(End of this chapter)