Transmigrated Princess

On the edge of the Imperial City, smoke billowed, turning most of the sunny blue sky into gray.

Today, Nanzhao envoy, many people went out to watch the excitement.

Such a big black smoke is threatening, and it is the direction of the palace. Many people have seen it.

Su Xiangwan went back with the green plum in the crowd. Looking at the steaming fire fog in the sky, his heart beat very badly.

"Girl, the direction of the fire seems to be in the palace." Qingmei said aloud.

Today is such an important day. How could the Imperial Palace be on fire?

"Go and have a look." Su Xiangwan was very flustered.

She had a strong foreboding.

Yuan Si happened to come back when he went to the imperial city.

His whole body was covered with fire ash. It was obvious that he had just burst out of the fire: "the prison is on fire."

Su Xiangwan felt that her feet were a little soft. She straightened her waist, but she still couldn't hold her voice. "Go and have a look."

Yuansi didn't say how Zhao Rongxian was, that is, there was no bad news.

The crowd was crowded and noisy.

Tall men standing in the crowd, regardless of their dress and temperament, look out of place with everything around them.

He didn't know what he saw. As soon as his eyebrows were frozen, he hurried forward.

But there were so many people that they all rushed to the direction of the imperial city.

He was so angry at being squeezed in the crowd that he even made a big move.

Someone stood in front of him and was pushed by him. He couldn't help but pull him and complain: "young master, how can you push people? No matter how fast you run, even if you look more, the beauty of Nanzhao won't be yours."

The man was pulled and suddenly looked down at the person who spoke.

His eyes were so fierce that the speaker turned pale with fright.

When the man looked up again, he seemed to have lost his goal, and the anger in his eyes was steaming up.

He picked up the collar of the person in front of him and said coldly, "Nanzhao beauty? This kind of goods are not worthy of my shoes..."

The man was frightened. He probably didn't expect that the person in front of him would be so unreasonable. It's not easy to provoke. His tone was soft: "yes... I said wrong..."

He noticed the man who looked bad in front of him.

Look at the costumes. It doesn't look like a native of Beijing.

Like... Savage Yanbei people.

Thinking of this, his face turned whiter.

Someone has stopped to watch.

Next to the man, another Yanbei man came up at the meeting.

"Shi..." Yan Bing opened his mouth and said a word. Remembering that there were outsiders, he quickly changed his mouth: "childe."

He just called and didn't say anything to dissuade him. Yan Tianfang heard it. Yan Bingzai hinted that he wouldn't make trouble just after entering the capital.

He pressed down his anger, took back his cold eyes, quickly smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

When he finished, he threw the man away. Then he retreated to the back corner with Yan Bing.

Everyone followed the crowd. Now there are not many people behind.

Yan Tian kept looking, vaguely and seriously looking for it in the crowd.

Seeing this, Yan Bing lowered his voice and said, "son of God, what's the matter?"

Yan Tianfang said softly and naturally, "I seem to see her."

Yan Bing heard the speech and calmed down.

It seems that the last time I went to Beijing was yesterday.

After Yan Tian returned to Yanbei, he didn't seem to mention anything about that woman, and he resumed his former days of debauchery and happiness.

He didn't send anyone to look for the delicate girl, just like... Like those passing women around him, once he got away, he wouldn't miss it at all.

Lord Yan naturally knew nothing, but Yan Bing knew very well that Yan Tianfang just hid the man carefully and hid it where no one could touch him.

A woman who appeared and stayed so short just disappeared when Yan Tianfang loved her most. She successfully dug a big hole in Yan Tianfang's heart, which became a pity that he couldn't cross.

If she had not been killed by Princess Dongyang, but had gone to Yanbei with Yan Tianfang, she might have finally become one of the many women Yan Tianfang hated, but without if, she would have died.

All Yan Tianfang's beautiful fantasies about her and full of expectations for the future always stay at that time.

Yan Bing sighed and said, "Shizi, you have said this sentence many times along the way to Beijing."

Yan Tianfang took back his eyes and smiled: "maybe all the women in the capital look the same."

They are all the same, so when he looks at any young woman, he feels that she is clear.

He recalled the vague side face in the crowd just now and said, "but this... May be especially like a little."

Unfortunately, I didn't catch up.

Otherwise, even a little like it is good.

In Yanbei, there is not even one like it.

Yan Bing didn't say anything.

After all, they can't go to great trouble to find a needle in a haystack in the capital just because one is like a little.

No, No.

Yan Tianfang didn't need him to say it. He knew it in his heart. He looked at the horizon not far away and said, "we're catching up with the excitement today. On the first day when Nanzhao envoy first entered the capital, there seemed to be an accident in the palace."

Yan Bing looked at the smoke in the distant sky and slowly said, "the king of Henan is still in the prison..."

Yan Tianfang's face was very cold: "the fire may want to burn him."

Of course he didn't say that casually.

Yan Tianfang thought for a while and said, "the fire just wants to burn him to death. It's still too beautiful."

That is not a man waiting to die, but a man who can be reborn from nirvana.

Yan Bingxian also felt that Zhao Rongxian would not be so easy to have an accident. At first, they came to the capital from Yanbei, not for the sake of the king of Henan.

It was on the way here that I heard the news that King Yu was jailed.

"Anyway, go to the palace and have a look." Yan Bing said.

Yan Tianfang was not in a hurry.

"Wait, Nanzhao envoy, I don't know what's going on when there's a fire in the palace. It's not too late to wait and see. It's not good for us to expose it too early."

At least we have to see the result of Zhao Rongxian's imprisonment this time.

Yan Tianfang and Zhao Rongxian are just cooperative relations and have no intention of harming themselves for him.

It's not necessary to send charcoal in the snow. It's just icing on the cake.

"What the son said is."

Yan Tianfang stopped looking at the smoke in the distance and thought of other things: "settle down first, and then slowly inquire about the news of settling down."

Yan Bing reminded him, "son of God, what the Lord means..."

Yan Bing reminded him many times along the way. Yan Tianfang was about to cocoon when he heard it. He quickly waved his hand: "I know, I know. I remember my sister an xiaonuan."

Nowadays, the unexpected Miss Anjia is a piece of sweet cake. Everyone is staring at it.

The meaning of King Yanbei is obvious. He just wants to marry Princess Dongyang and take him to build a home.

Yan Tianfang has no interest in an xiaonuan. The woman with a prominent background makes it clear that she is the second Zhao qinger.

He thought... He might as well start with an Jiyang.