Zhao Hongyi let go of her hand just after she finished speaking, which made anyone think that this was just a brief hug.

After all, His Highness the Princess is ashamed, and if the two are old, it is understandable.

But Lin Buxuan heard this sentence very clearly, Zhao Hongyi said it very clearly, and she was useless to transmit voice. Her words were straight and her voice was ethereal, just like the night wind.

Lin Buxuan was a little stunned.

Pei Rushi wants to kill your father, and I want to kill your father, but I never expected that you, the princess, would want to kill your father, too?

This makes people feel a little filial and generous.

Could it be that you are the eyeliner of the family that Pei Rushi mentioned?

What code is this?! What should I say? Long live Hydra?

Of course, Zhao Hongyi could sense Lin Buxuan's slightly confused expression. She also knew how rebellious she sounded, but the problem was that she thought.

"I have dismissed everyone around me. As for the spy, the gentleman has just entered the palace, and it is difficult for his father to insert it so quickly. Now the maids and eunuchs all think that you and me have a secret meeting, and no one dares to disturb you at this moment."

Zhao Hongyi pulled Lin Buxuan's clothes and took him into the hall. The doors and windows were closed, and the candles were lit and said slowly:

"I guess the sir is holding the imperial concubine's order."

Lin Buxuan was a little surprised. He thought that Zhao Hongyi was the kind of arrogant and stupid princess, but now he thought, maybe it wasn't it?

"Do your highness know?"

Lin Buxuan nodded and stretched out his hand. Su Ruoruo's willow leaf talisman in his palm could still illuminately, but a red token was lying on the talisman, which gave him some sense of despise.

"Well... I guessed it."

Zhao Hongyi looked at the token lightly without reaching out her hand. Her eyes twitched slightly, but she quickly calmed down. Then she paced and said:

"Whether the great monks or monks all think that this palace is the pride of heaven and the chief princess whom the emperor favors. The women in the world are envious of this palace, but... only I know that Zhao Hongyi is just a pawn."

"What title? What exclusive palace? That's all the characters that the father deliberately created and stacked up. What is the purpose of making me Zhao Hongyi a tool for him to pursue fame and fortune, or to whom he has a good relationship with."

"He can use my palace's wind and clouds as a reward to keep you, Mr. Lin. I want to stand on the curtain instead of a puppet. I want to kill him for a long time, but I thought about it three years ago... It was a demon at that time..."

Lin Buxuan felt that something was strange about this. Zhao Hongyi's words were fine, but I could only make you feel so close to each other after seeing you twice?

I don't believe it. What if it's a condom again? It's uncomfortable to get this kind of thing.

Lin Buxuan immediately interrupted:

"Your Highness Red-clothed knows that his words express the intention of regicide? According to the law of Dali, this should be implicated... This is a death sentence. Are you not afraid that Mr. tells the emperor?"

Zhao Hongyi stepped on her feet, and the wooden clogs sounded. She lifted the candlelight and looked back slowly and smiled, saying:

"I have been in the palace for more than 20 years, obedient and honest, and is a proud and foolish princess."

"And sir, it is a talent that has made Sect Master Pei an exception. You have entered the palace for less than an hour and will tell your father that the princess, whom you just met, plotted to rebel and win over you. Do you think he will believe it?"

"What should you tell me? You are just a physical training realm. It is not that easy to help you."

Lin Buxuan spread his hands, and he didn't want to tell Zhao Hongyi that he had actually started recording since he met in front of the palace. It's better to be on guard than not.

Zhao Hong looked at Lin Buxuan in a silence and said softly:

"I just said that Mr. Yi's talent will not stick to this for the rest of his life. Dali martial arts already has the intention of breaking the deadlock. I am just a puppet who does not want to be in the government, but..."

"It's OK to be a puppet for individuals..."

Lin Buxuan frowned and waved his hand quickly, "Your Highness, please respect yourself, I have a family!"

"So what if you have a family? Sir is so capable, not to mention three wives and four concubines, even if it is more than ten times more? Go and ask your father how many harems he has? There are 10,000 people, at least two thousand of them are women...uh...a lot of them are all."

Zhao Hongyi spoke casually, but she didn't walk close to Lin Buxuan. She sat by the window, her legs raised high, and her jade feet on her wooden clogs were shining with moonlight, which was so beautiful.

"Anyway, I kissed you. That was my first kiss. Tonight, it was the first time I hugged a man. The last time I hugged was the emperor's grandmother."

"Now, you have the order of my husband's son-in-law in your hand, so I will naturally be responsible for you."

It is reasonable and convincing.

Lin Buxuan had no choice but to say:

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

Zhao Hongyi giggled, "Just just kidding, sir, don't treat me as a fool who is lustful. It's not that easy to enter my eyes..."

"I heard from someone that sir has been practicing swords recently? Is he still a sword heart?"

Lin Buxuan thought that Zhao Hongyi was suitable for joining the Zhiliu Sect in Liangzhou. Now he saw that he really had the temperament of a demon girl.

She changed her mind, but she still felt like she was not drunk. Lin Buxuan felt that there was not much joy in her eyes.

But he still took over the conversation and nodded:

"Yes...just dabbling."

This is the truth. It is indeed a little bit difficult to practice swords. Cultivating swords is not as difficult as practicing Taoism, but... it is even more boring.

The basic skill is to swing the sword and then swing the sword. If you open the sword, the heart will be opened. With Lin Buxuan's current strength, it will be almost done if he swings more than a dozen swords...

"What is the sword used by sir?" Zhao Hongyi turned her head.

"A broken sword, Sect Master Pei said it was a slaughter."

Lin Buxuan is very 100% of all.

"Oh yell?"

Zhao Hongyi suddenly came to nature, "Then the gentleman should find an opportunity to pay homage to the Queen Mother."

"The Empress Dowager is a swordsman?" Lin Buxuan was a little confused.

"Once upon a time, I didn't even worship her with Wutianque's sword. It's a pity that the emperor's grandmother was poisoned by the dark poison when the emperor passed away decades ago. Now she is in a state of ill body, but the half of the striking hands is broken by her."

Zhao Hongyi shook her head and explained, "I heard that this marquis was beaten by Pei Rushi, but unfortunately she broke it before she could swing it once."

Lin Buxuan nodded. It seemed that there was gossip among them. According to Zhao Hongyi, could the Empress Dowager even compete with Pei Rushi at the moment of her prime?

Then she is willing to hide in the palace now?

"The emperor's grandmother is also very proud of her. If you can please her, I will teach you that someone is here..."

Zhao Hongyi wanted to continue speaking, but suddenly the topic turned slightly, stood up, and walked gently to Lin Buxuan.

"Who is it?"

"It's probably the third prince. He has been pursuing me for a long time. Today, I must be unable to hold back..." Zhao Hongyi explained softly, "But I hate this kind of person very much."

"Then you plan..."

Lin Buxuan stopped talking, Zhao Hongyi's jade-like arms had already wrapped around him, and he whispered to his ears:

"Since I am already in the husband's bedroom and if I pursue excitement, then I will implement it to the end..."
Chapter completed!