Chapter 22 There is no rule in the palace about asking people to kneel down

Wan Yanjing's first reaction was that she remembered it wrong. She actually rested directly in Lin'an Hall last night and did not return to her Zhuyuan.

At that moment, someone opened the door to the outer hall and heard the footsteps of several men, one of whom was chattering.

"Hey, it's good that the princess is gone. They finished their work early and can rest. They don't have to wait outside for a long time like before."

Wanyanjing looked at the flimsy clothes she was wearing, and when she saw the people in the outer hall, she begged to go inside. She couldn't help but shouted in shock: "Who let us in?"

The noise outside paused for a moment, and after a period of rustling, Wanyanjing heard Manager Zhang's probing voice: "Is the princess inside? Didn't the princess rest in the Bamboo Garden yesterday?"

Wan Yanjing also wanted to know that question. At least she could be sure that Manager Zhang had not fetched her from Zhuyuan in the middle of the night.

Wanyanjing stood up on the bed and was about to step over Huo Xiangdong's bed. When she was halfway up her feet, her heart moved and she stepped directly on Huo Xiang's chest. She used her toes to fiddle with a piece of Royal Saint floating in the air.

It's cool and feels good on the feet.

Huo Xiang's closet filled up and became empty again in one day, so Gantang cleaned out the clothes she left there.

Wanyanjing picked a blue robe that no one had ever worn before, put it on, and wrapped the belt in layers.

She is considered tall among women, but wearing Huo Xiang's clothes is not very appropriate. The sleeves are too long and the tail of the robe touches the floor, like a child wearing an adult's clothes.

I reluctantly tied up my hair and walked out of the bedroom. Manager Zhang and the three boys following him were standing in a row at the door of the outer hall with their heads lowered, like four standing Japanese melons.

Wan Yanjing half-smiled, and cast her precise gaze at the shortest boy at the end: "Afu, I really don't want to see him, right?"

Ah Fu was a half-grown boy when he arrived not long ago. He didn't expect that the princess actually knew his name. He was so frightened that his whole face turned red and he immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Princess, he was wrong, he will never dare to do it again."

Wan Yanjing frowned and scolded: "If you're wrong, you're wrong. Why kneel down? The palace has no rules about asking people to kneel. Get up. It won't be too late to kneel down when I violate the law, kill people, set fire, frame and betray the palace.

, when the time comes, after he kneels down, he can ask someone to stab me with a knife."

After saying that, she felt the need to explain her inexplicable return. God knows how uncomfortable it would be to ask for an explanation when she didn't know anything.

"What about that?" Wan Yanjing turned to Manager Zhang, touched Dong's nose and said, "Ahem, he had a little insomnia last night and was thinking about the prince all the time. Fortunately, he came over to see him. Later, he was too tired and just rested there.

Already."

Manager Zhang looked complicated, sighed and nodded: "I didn't expect the princess to wrong the prince so much... Alas, Lao Zhang has always wrongly blamed the princess. Previously, he was worried that the prince was seriously injured and whether the princess would take the opportunity to harm the prince. Now look

It’s just that Lao Zhang has a villain’s heart, and I hope that the princess will not be offended.”

Wan Yanjing remembered that she had just stepped on Huo Xiang's feet, and felt a little guilty. She said a few perfunctory words and hurried back to Zhuyuan.

The Eastern guards who were there would greet her and salute as usual, or their eyes would secretly linger on her oversized robe.

Wanyanjing finally returned to Zhuyuan and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw Gan Tang coming out of her room with a confused look on her face.

When Gantang saw her, his puzzled eyes lingered on her clothes: "Those look like the clothes of the prince? Where did the princess get her clothes?"

Wan Yanjing was speechless, so she could continue to use the method of evasion: "Explain to me later. Master Yang will ask you to come over at noon tomorrow? He will change clothes first."

Gan Tang nodded and said, "No, let's talk about it later. The clothes have been prepared for the princess."

Later, she didn't know what to say.

After Wan Yanjing changed her clothes, she carefully observed her bed.

When I opened the quilt, there was a slight indentation on the pillow. I looked around the bed and the owner of the bed, but there was nothing unusual.

Wan Yanjing thought of something and lowered her head to look at her shoes. The shoes were not hers. When she came from Lin'an Hall to the east, the shoes were thrown on the bedside. She put them on without thinking much.

"Er Gou," Wan Yanjing called softly, and then said uncertainly: "I'm definitely here."

"Whoosh!" A figure descended from the sky, his eyes wrapped in a strip of cloth. He was wearing the same coarse shorts Wanyanjing wore when she first met him. The torn edges were the same as they were here.

"What are your orders from the princess?"

Wan Yanjing looked at the roof of the roof, then at him, and asked curiously: "Where do I usually hide? Am I always there? Don't you take a shower and change clothes on such a hot day? Please find someone to arrange it for me.

It’s a house with many guest rooms.”

Ergou replied: "The place is uncertain, but it is always there. If it is not washed or changed, the guest room will not be occupied."

"..."

Wanyanjing was speechless and thought of the serious matter she wanted to ask.

"Bu Tiao Qidong, he wanted to ask me something. Why did he wake up in Lin'an Hall so early yesterday when he clearly slept in Zhuyuan yesterday?" She paused and then asked, "Would it be wrong for me to sneak over there for him in the middle of the night?"

Well, what’s the conspiracy?”

Ergou took off the blindfold, revealing his clear and stupid eyes. At this time, his eyes widened and he looked at Wanyan Jing in disbelief: "Be good, my mother, you are obviously not acting on your own.

If you just walked over, I won’t be wronged!!”

"He walked there by himself?"

"No poke!"

"When did he walk over?"

"It's time to rejuvenate."

"Is he opening his eyes or closing them?"

Ergou was puzzled: "I walked with my eyes closed, but I couldn't go out of the lake? He didn't even look at me. How could he look at me with his eyes covered?"

"Did he walk that way by the lake?"

"No!"

How did she walk there in the middle of the night? Why did she have no memory? The road by the lake leads to Lin'an Hall a little further, why did she take that road?

"You never asked me how old I am? Someone will buy me new clothes later."

When Ergou heard the request for new clothes, he opened his mouth with joy: "Thank you, Master... Thank you, Master Xie, I will be thirty-five next year!"

Thirty-five?

Then it was Wanyanjing's turn to be surprised. Ergou Zhuangshi was actually older than Huo Xiang. At that age, he could be considered a grandfather in Da Qin.

Although Ergou was tall and strong, she always thought he was an old-looking young man with an innocent look on his face.
Chapter completed!