The young princess PK charming prince

He never revealed his identity. People around him just respectfully called him "childe".

And as soon as he talks about his identity, he will turn his face immediately.

However, the longer Jingjing gets along with him, the more she finds out that this person is not simple.

I can't help but have high martial arts, deep internal power, and be extremely cautious in dealing with the world.

He is usually thin and indifferent, but the servants around him are loyal one by one.

His carefulness has almost reached the point where people point out.

These days of study, let Jingjing make rapid progress.

In the twinkling of an eye, it has been twenty days since we left.

That morning, Jingjing was reviewing her "lessons" under Manqing's supervision when she heard a voice outside the curtain of the car: "look, the western regions are here --"

These days, learning has entered the final stage.

The masked man doesn't let go of any loopholes and small details that may come out.

Even the portraits of Xia Hou Yexi's family, friends and important domestic servants were written down for her one by one.

These days, I am recording these portraits, the characters and hobbies in the portraits, and what will happen with Xia Hou Yexi on weekdays.

"Has the western regions arrived?" Jingjing also couldn't help but lift the curtain of the car curtain, looked slightly forward to the distance and asked.

Even if you are forced to come, you can't help it.

Just a special trip.

The masked man nodded slightly, but his voice was tinged with a tone similar to pride: "I have beautiful scenery in the western regions and a wide range of things. Over time, the emperor will let me surpass you and other Central Plains in the western regions!"

Jingjing seemed to be infected by his emotion and asked, "how long will it take to arrive?"

"Before dark!" he glanced at one side of his head and wondered if it was the role of the sun. In this way, he felt that the color of his pupils was very different from that at ordinary times.

The setting sun is red and slanting on the flat ground. Everything looks so beautiful.

Jingjing takes a petal bath in the room of the post station. Looking at the sunset on the confined window, she seems to relax a little.

In the bathing water, Pan Lianhua was put on the western region and sprinkled with a rich fragrance.

Manqing, who talked a lot all the way, is now taking fragrant bath beans to Jingjing to wipe her body.

After bathing, Manqing changed her into a white Chinese dress and wiped her hair.

"Knock knock knock -" there was a knock at the door. Manqing was about to speak, but Jingjing said casually, "come in!"

Manqing wants to stop talking.

Jingjing just remembered that it was in ancient times.

She had just bathed out. Although she was wearing white Chinese clothes, she was "disheveled".

Besides, she hasn't combed her hair yet.

However, she is a modern person.

The man who came in was actually a masked man. He didn't avoid suspicion.

Jingjing was a little confused and said to him, "what's the matter?"

He took a look at Manqing and didn't avoid it: "I'll tell you something. I'll avoid missing a flaw in the session!"

"All right!" Jingjing said.

The masked man said, "I know you don't want to, but you can go and see your elder martial sister in only two months and ten days."

His hand, as if habitually, groped for the blood red ring on his hand.

After a pause, he said, "is it convenient?"

Jingjing was a little stunned. It was the first time she heard the man speak to her in an inquiring tone.

She hesitated a little: "I think it's convenient."

In the bronze mirror, Manqing, who has always been lively and multilingual, frowned slightly. He seemed to disagree, but he didn't say anything.

The masked man didn't speak and said, "tonight, you're going to Xiahou's house alone."

"Am I alone?"

"And Manqing." the masked man pondered for a moment, as if he was organizing what to say.

"At that time, there will be no flaws," he said.

Jingjing said, "I'll try my best."

"We can't try our best. We must avoid all the possibilities of being recognized."

He paused and said, "even if someone doubts, they have to resist death. Besides... No one doubts that Manqing will go with you."

"Oh." in that case, what else to explain.

However, he was still worried. For the first time, his mother's feelings appeared: "however, after all, you are fake. You must remember that you can't be close to anyone, especially general Xia Hou himself. He always cherishes Xia Hou Yexi. Even if you imitate again, you can see the flaws, do you understand?"

Jingjing nodded: "I see."

After pondering for a moment, he couldn't help asking, "so, who is my so-called fiance? You told me about everyone around her, but you never mentioned her fiance."

This is a little unusual.

She can not ask Xia Hou Yexi where she has gone.

Because, since he can let himself fake Xia Hou Yexi, he must have made a all-round plan and won't let Allah come out.

However, how can we not ask about the fiance we are going to face?

The masked man pondered for a moment and replied, "not yet!"

"Not yet?" Jingjing frowned and asked him a question.

What's the meaning of this?

What's the answer?

Didn't you want her to come back and marry instead of her original owner? Why, is your fiance still undecided?

Jingjing once suspected that the masked man fell in love with Xia Hou yeqian, so she was not willing to marry into the royal family.

Unexpectedly, the fiance doesn't exist at all.

This man is not playing with himself, is he?

The lips of the masked man sank, but he said seriously: "it is inevitable to marry into the royal family as her identity, but it is not determined."

After he said, he seemed to have some difficult openings: "if she chooses which Prince, she will marry which Prince. So..."

"So you can't let her choose?" Jingjing couldn't help but take his unfinished words.

The masked man nodded: "yes!"

Jingjing sighed, "so, which prince do you want me to choose?"

"... I'll tell you the night before." the masked man said, "I think it will surprise you."

"OK." Jingjing said, "I just hope you keep your word when it's done."

The masked man said, "nature."

Then he said, "you will choose a husband within three days after you go back, so don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry!"

Jingjing answered truthfully, thought about it and said, "by the way, where's Ye pansy? He's in the western regions."

The masked man nodded and said, "he has arrived. At that time, your new home will appear."

"My new home?" Jingjing asked.

"Yes. Your future husband's family."

Listening to these increasingly absurd reasons, Jingjing sighed and said, "why don't you tell me? Aren't you afraid of my revealing?"

The masked man shook his head: "some things, you know, will reveal the truth."

Jingjing twitched at the corner of her lips, looked at Manqing's clever flying bun on her head from the bronze mirror and said, "OK."

Manqing pinned the last strand of hair behind Jingjing's ear and said to the masked man, "childe, miss is going to change."

The masked man stood up, put his hand against the corner of his lips, gave a false cough and said to Jingjing: "remember, in more than two months, you are Xia Hou Yexi. Don't let me hear the word 'Jingjing', understand?"

Jingjing nodded: "I know. Even if I dream, I won't leak."

Listening to such words, the corners of his lips rarely aroused a smile: "it's so best."

The man either has a scar on his face or he looks too good.

Otherwise, how can you be masked all day?

However, looking at his pointed white chin and ruddy lips, he is really beautiful.

If it weren't for the blue beard marks on her chin hidden in her white skin, she couldn't help but doubt that this man was a woman.

Manqing combed her hair, which is not much different from Zhongyuan's oath.

It's just a little complicated in technique.

The jewelry inserted seems to have been carefully selected.

There are no tacky gold wares. They are all jade or white jade.

Simple two or three pieces, coupled with complicated vows, are more beautiful and refined.

Then let Jingjing close her eyes, Lightly sweep Emei, and apply a thin layer of powder on her lips and cheeks.

When he opened his eyes again, he seemed to have completely changed.

The white face is ruddy and pink, and the lips are more delicate and beautiful.

The eyebrows are slightly upturned, which seems to fly like sideburns. It seems that the eyes are narrower and longer, charming, but not pure.

Coupled with the background of the oath, the cheek is the size of a slap.

In the appreciation room, Manqing has taken out a set of light purple woven gold thread peony clothes and skirts from the tray just sent in.

This skirt is big and different from that in the Central Plains.

The upper body is tight and narrow, setting off the slender and concave convex body shape.

The hem is a little wider, but the skirt is not as connected as the women in the Central Plains, but divided into several pieces.

The opening is linked with a soft, thin, slightly lighter transparent silk cloth embroidered with small flowers.

Finally, on his smooth forehead, he waited for a silver piece with a short tassel.

In this way, when she looked in the mirror again, Jingjing herself couldn't help being surprised.

This look, which should not be criticized, is like a delicate person polished from a good nephrite.

The long and narrow eyebrows and eyes are watery and want to say something.

Jingjing never knew that she could be so beautiful.

Even dressing up her Manqing herself was a little surprised.

The setting sun is slowly setting.

Jingjing took Manqing's hand and slowly went down the stairs.

The masked man had been waiting in the hall on the first floor.

I heard the sound and looked up.

Although two-thirds of his face was covered, Jingjing could clearly feel his amazement and surprise.

"... get on the wagon."

At the gate of the post station, there are already people waiting.

After another hour or so, the carriage slowly slowed down.

After a while, Manqing opened the curtain and said, "here you are, miss!"

Jingjing took a deep breath and didn't move.

After Manqing went down first, he asked people to squat under the carriage and lift the curtain.

Then, supported by Manqing, he stepped on the boy's back and got out of the carriage.

After getting off the carriage, Jingjing found that the battle was big.

There are armored guards everywhere, one on the left and one on the right.

At the end of the guard, dozens of servants stood respectfully.

There are also a group of Yingyan, beauties of different ages.

"... hey, many people pick you up!" Jingjing patted the masked man standing next to him and tried to keep smiling.

The face man was stunned and immediately said, "idiot. Pick you up!"