Rogue Prince, Go Away

The song imperial concubine is strange, these two people unexpectedly scramble to want a palace maid, there must be a reason, "You raise your head to let this palace have a good look."

Nie ruzheng was forced to raise her head and see Nie ruzheng's face clearly. Concubine song's face was shocked, but in a moment it had returned to normal. "What's your name? Where do you work? "

"My servant Nie ruzheng works as an official in Huanyi Bureau."

Hearing this name, song Guifei's face darkened again. These expressions fell into yuan Langyi's eyes. She was a little strange. It seemed that song Guifei knew yuan Nie ruzheng. That expression was really strange. Is it because this face looks like Xu Yun? Strictly speaking, Nie ruzheng looks more like Xu Yun than she does. Although she is not as beautiful as Xu Yun, her temperament is not as good Very close, are gentle and quiet women, although a maid, but like a lady.

"Langyi, since you have a crush on this maid in waiting, you can take it! Just go back and talk to the house. "

Song Guifei has recovered as usual, and Yuan Langyi said this with a pleasant face.

Seeing that imperial concubine song favors yuan Langyi, yuan Chaoyun is incredulous. "Mother concubine, you..."

The song imperial concubine did not give yuan Chaoyun a chance to speak, but directly interrupted yuan langyun, "Chaoyun, don't be mischievous, accompany our palace to send greetings to the Empress Dowager."

Yuan Dynasty cloud heart is not willing to see song Guifei did not want to help himself, can only glare at yuan Langyi, followed song Guifei go first.

The move of song Guifei made yuan Langyi a little confused. She gave Nie ruzheng to herself so easily. Whether she had another plan or just said it casually, she didn't think much about it, but the look in Song Guifei's eyes was really intriguing, which made her think much.

"Thank you for your help."

Nie ruzheng still kneels on the ground and kowtows to yuan Langyi.

"Get up! Caiyue, I'll find a doctor to treat Miss Nie. "

Although she can treat these injuries, she is lazy because she can only give them to the Taiyi.

Just after walking a few steps, suddenly a man jumps down from a big tree to see the figure clearly. Yuan Langyi asks caiyue to take Nie ruzheng back and look at the man leaning on the tree.

With a folding fan in his hand, Cang Feiyan leans leisurely on the tree and looks at yuan Langyi with a smile. "The princess is still a kind-hearted person."

Then he suddenly reached out and held yuan Langyi's hand, "Langyi, I find that I like you more and more. What do you say to do?"

Seeing that Cang Feiyan holds her hand, yuan Langyi originally wants to get rid of Cang Feiyan. She doesn't like being too close to a strange man, and suddenly remembers the news that Cang Feiyan is poisoned.

She has an idea. She holds Cang Feiyan's hand in her backhand and starts the chip secretly. Cang Feiyan only sees a bright light sweeping on her hand, and her face suddenly changes. How many hidden skills does she have? She just wants to push yuan Langyi. Yuan Langyi has withdrawn her hand.

"What did you do?"

As yuan Langyi stopped, the light had already disappeared. Yuan Langyi put her broken hair behind her ear and said with a faint smile, "what can a weak woman do to Wang Ye? The Lord shook my hand. I just gave it back. "

Cang Feiyan grabs yuan Langyi's wrist and finds a red crescent birthmark on her right hand. The color of blood red is very eye-catching.

He remembers that the light just appeared to come out of this birthmark, and he was more and more puzzled. He was very sure that yuan Langyi had no martial arts, and she was just a princess who had no power to bind a chicken. Why did her birthmark suddenly shine?

Seeing Cang Feiyan staring at his birthmark thoughtfully, yuan Langyi knows that he must doubt what he just saw. It's just this kind of high-tech thing. Cang Feiyan doesn't understand even if he cuts out his eyes.

"Have you seen enough? Let go when you've seen enough. "

"Langyi has such a unique birthmark on her hand." Cang Feiyan saw the conflict from yuan Langyi's eyes, and then slowly released his hand, "tomorrow is the Seventh Festival. It's said that there will be a lantern festival among the people. I don't know if Langyi would like to enjoy the lantern together?"