After the Beidi envoys came to Beijing, envoys from Southern Xinjiang and Xizhou also visited one after another.

The one sent by Xizhou was still the unreliable Ninth Prince. As for Southern Xinjiang, the one who came this time was the Saint.

After checking into the post house, Xiao Yunzhen heard that this time it was a saint from southern Xinjiang. He was so shocked that he almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "Isn't Ji Wuyue dead? Where did the saint from southern Xinjiang come from?"

Gao Jin said: "Back to Your Highness, after Ji Wuyue's death, the little princess in southern Xinjiang inherited the position of the saint."

Perhaps because he was afraid that he would not be able to remember, he added: "That's the girl who had a fight with you last time. I remember her name was Nan Yu?"

Xiao Yunzhen swallowed his saliva, but still couldn't believe it: "Nanyu? That shrewd and unreasonable woman actually became a saint?!"

"Your Highness, you can't say that," Mr. Gao said, stroking his long beard. "Not long after the civil strife in southern Xinjiang ended, news of Mu Liuchun's death came. I heard that before he died, he left a copy for Nan Qingfeng.

The handwritten letter explains how Southern Xinjiang should be peaceful and worry-free in the next ten years. The second step is to ask the princess to inherit the position of the saint. The saint is related to the national destiny of Southern Xinjiang. Although the princess had some conflicts with His Highness that day,

Now that she is a saint, she is naturally different from before."

Xiao Yunzhen was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses: "One year later, I am still the Ninth Prince, and that little girl has become a saint."

Gao Jin smiled and said: "Your Highness, there is no need to belittle yourself. You have also made progress in your studies this year."

"No, no," he threw down the half-eaten cake and stood up from the mat, "I have to see if that little girl is still as fierce as before after becoming a saint!"

Listening to this voice, Xiao Yunzhen felt that it sounded familiar, but when he saw Nan Yu's face, he suddenly felt that he had seen a ghost. He pointed at her and said "you, you, you" for a long time, and then pointed at himself, "me, me, me."

For a long time, I didn't say a complete sentence.

"There must be something wrong!" He roared with certainty, and followed shamelessly.

Gao Jin looked at his back with a smile and said slowly: "There is a saying in Dayan that if you see each other after three days, you should treat each other with admiration. I hope Your Highness will not be too surprised."

She really wanted to kill Su Yuming at that time, but she also knew that she could not kill him. The Su family was ashamed of the Xue family and the Anguo Duke's government, but it was not only Su Yuming who was at fault, but also her.

The courtyard became quiet again, and the white snow outside the window was rustling like pearls falling and scattering. The scenery was still the same as last year, but the people were not the same as before.

Ling Youyao saw her plain face and a hint of indifference between her brows and eyes. She was touched in her heart. She bowed to her and said, "His Highness has been staying behind closed doors these days. I should have come to visit you earlier."

Fu Yunchuo smiled nonchalantly: "Everything is fine with me, I'm not drunk, and I'm not killing anyone randomly, so you can rest assured!"

In the Meiyuan, Fu Yunchuo was sitting in front of the window copying scriptures. When he caught a glimpse of the two figures in the courtyard, he paused and said, "Youyao, why are you here?"

Nan Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him and turned around and entered the house.

He still looks the same, but he seems to be a different person.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yu suddenly looked at him, with no fluctuation in his dark eyes: "If you want to be like a real prince, you might as well die once."

Xiao Yunzhen had already rushed into the yard, how could he still hear his last words?

Since the eldest princess and the Queen Mother broke up, the Queen Mother has been staying in Yanfu Palace for a long time, and Fu Yunchuo has also been staying in the Princess Palace behind closed doors. Thinking about it, the last time they met was in May.

Xiao Yunzhen gave her a strange look, muttered and left.

Nan Yu looked away coldly and directly issued an eviction order: "His Royal Highness, the Ninth Prince, will go to the palace to see His Majesty tomorrow. Please come back."

Man Dong was very happy to see Ling Youyao and led her to Fu Yunchuo's yard.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Yunzhen wanted to be a bitch for no reason, and secretly said: "Nanyu, can you tell me, how can I become like you? My father always said that I am not upright, and so are my brothers.

I feel like I don’t look like a prince, but I think you look like a saint now. Can you teach me? I also want to be like you, to become more dignified and steady."

When he didn't get a response from her, Xiao Yunzhen didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he relaxed and sat across from her. He said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after a year of seeing you, you have become a lot gentler, but I still think you were as fierce as before.

You look good, but look at you, you are so lifeless, you don’t look like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old? You are simply more mature than my husband!"

Fu Yunchuo completely cut off all contact with the Empress Dowager because of the Xue family's affairs, and even sent away the dignitaries in the mansion. Now she is the only one in the huge princess mansion.

Xiao Yunzhen climbed up the wall, stretched his neck and looked inside. Before he could see anyone, his calf suddenly hurt. He screamed and fell down the wall hard.

The envoy from Southern Xinjiang lived in the east courtyard, and there were guards guarding the door. It was quiet inside, not at all like Nanyu's noisy and chattering temperament.

Nan Yu lowered her eyes. Those smart and cunning eyes were no longer as bright as before. She didn't speak, and she didn't want to speak.

"Who! It hurts this prince to death! Hiss—" He fell to the ground and rubbed his calf, wailing.

Xiao Yunzhen looked at her back, gradually calmed down, and murmured to himself: "It's really different. In the past, she would definitely jump up and fight to the death with me, but now she has become like this."

"You, what are you talking about?" Xiao Yunzhen thought she was crazy.

Suddenly a cold female voice came from above the head: "I wonder what the ninth prince of Xizhou wants to do when he is peeping here?"

As soon as she stepped in the door, she saw Nan Yu sitting quietly in front of the stove. There was a teapot on the stove, and hot steam came out of the spout, blurring her beautiful features.

She used to be noisy, laughing and noisy, but now she suddenly became so quiet and quiet. Xiao Ynzhen found it strange and cautiously approached her: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy after becoming a saint?"

After the snow stopped, Ling Youyao went to the princess mansion with the gift.

Nan Yu was picking tea leaves from the box by himself, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Fu Yunchuo showed the scriptures he had copied during this period to Ling Youyao, and said: "In any case, I personally sent Duke Anguo to prison by me. I felt guilty and knew I could not make up for it, so I copied these scriptures for

They pray."

Ling Youyao looked at the pile of scriptures stacked high and said, "Even so, His Highness didn't know about it at the time. You can do this, and you are truly worthy of your conscience."

When she heard these four words, she smiled lightly and changed the subject: "Did you come to see me today for something?"

"Well, there is something I want to give to Your Highness," Ling Youyao handed the jade pendant to her, "I went to Lushan two days ago to deliver some relics to the late Queen. I met Wen Qing there, and he asked me to hand over this thing.

To you."
Chapter completed!