Chapter 17 Young Master, I am in good health and in a happy mood
Pei Ji didn't know when he came in, but now he glanced at the man, folded his arms in front of his chest, and leaned against the door. The black iron armor on his wrists looked better in the early sun than on the fine Hui ink.
After soaking in the water all night, the black hair was tied high behind the head and danced in the wind.
"The princess, you secretly went to the Jingwu Hall to watch the men practice martial arts? Isn't this shameless?" The woman probably jumped a little anxiously because Pei Ji was so protective of Zhao Lanshe, and she immediately stood up and retorted.
"It's not your turn to take care of the affairs of this princess. Whether this princess knows the integrity or etiquette is not up to you, but it is you. Do you know what the crime is for slandering this princess?"
Zhao Lanshe didn't want to argue with her anymore. After all, if she really entered the Jingwu Hall, the rumors would be self-defeating. As for... the result of not being able to enter the Jingwu Hall, she had never thought about it.
After all, it is often said that if there is no way out, you can only move forward, even if you step on the sword, even if your body is bruised and bruised, even if your blood flows like a river...
But now that Pei Ji has made this move, she will continue to solve all the troubles at once, and avoid Miss Gu, Miss Liu and Miss Li from having trouble.
Just once or twice. If it's like this every day, it's really boring. It's better to solve this problem completely today.
Pei Ji raised his eyes and glanced at the girl. He saw that the girl was wearing a sky blue Youke pattern long skirt with a waist and narrow sleeves. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly widened and her thin lips were pursed tightly. If it was said to be majestic, he did not feel it.
On the contrary, it seems a little cute?
"Come on, little kid, sir will be here soon."
Before the man could speak, Zhao Lanshe felt something hit him on the back of his head, his shoulders sank, and the black iron armor came to his face.
If you think about it with your toes, you will know that of course it is that boy Pei Ji...
"Don't touch me!" Zhao Lanshe raised his foot and kicked the man, but the man jumped back slightly and dodged. Instead of loosening his grip, he tightened it as if making trouble.
A few points.
Zhao Lanshe felt like a gang of brothers who accidentally broke into a summer night barbecue stall in modern times, walking shoulder to shoulder on the road... The black iron armor even made the neck hurt, and it probably turned red...
"Are you sick, brother? You are so tall, aren't you?" Zhao Lanshe almost said this through gritted teeth. However, the difference in strength was too great, and he still couldn't twist his thigh with his arms, so he was dragged away by the man.
"Master, I am in good health and in a happy mood." Pei Ji bent down and leaned close to her ear, smiling and saying.
During the conversation, Pei Ji's breath hit the base of her ears. She felt as if her ears were being burned by fire. This feeling gradually spread to her cheeks. She thought her face was probably as red as a monkey's butt...
Although it was only a few dozen steps, Zhao Lanshe felt as if he had watched flowers bloom and fall several times, and listened to the ebb and flow of tides several times.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? Go back quickly." Seeing her dumbfounded look, Pei Ji bent down and tapped her forehead.
"No...it's nothing..." Zhao Lanshe shook off his arm on his shoulders, turned around and got into his seat.
"Heartless child." Pei Ji muttered, and then took his seat.
"Princess Zhaoyang has arrived." Following the eunuch's announcement, Zhao Yuezhi walked slowly in from the door on Daizheyun brocade shoes. I wonder if it was Zhao Lanshe's illusion, but she always felt that Zhao Yuezhi was following her.
When she walked by... she seemed extremely jealous and resentful?
"Three friends benefit, and three friends harm them. Friends who are straight, forgiving, and knowledgeable are beneficial; friends are friendly, gentle, and sycophants, which is a loss."
"You cannot admonish those who have gone by, but you can still pursue those who have come."
The loud sound of books coming from the museum reflects the setting sun, the daisies growing wildly at the base of the wall, and the falling sophora flowers in the courtyard. It would be better to take advantage of this scene, express this feeling, and hide it in your heart. It's just a pity.
Without a camera, I can’t freeze the disappearing scenery.
"Brother!" Zhao Lanshe trotted out. She knew that her brother was outside, and she also knew that he would protect her for the rest of her life. In her previous life, she said that if she wanted to meet someone important, she would have to run...
"Take your time," Zhao Zhuhan responded, and took the girl who rushed towards her.
"I know, then let's go see Uncle Huang?" Zhao Lanshe tugged at his sleeves and looked at him with watery eyes.
"Don't worry, brother, I still want to talk to Miss Wen." Zhao Zhuhan glanced at the orchid color in the corner of his eyes and walked over.
She had never asked what her brother said or did to others. She knew that her brother had his own plans, and she also knew that if he didn't tell her, it would definitely make sense, so she could only look at the bustling young masters with some boredom.
The ladies went out together.
"Aqi!" It was rare for Zhao Lanshe to see a familiar face, so she jumped over like a little rabbit. She waved to the man, and then said: "I will go to Uncle Huang's place with my brother in a moment.
, maybe in a few days I will be able to study with you at the Jingwu Hall."
Yeluqi seemed to be frozen. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled brightly.
"Why?" he said.
"Why why?" Zhao Lanshe was a little confused for a moment, and subconsciously touched the white jade hairpin on her black hair.
"Why...forget it." The remaining half of the sentence was stuck in his throat. For him, he only knew that if the Central Plains people called each other this way, they were probably very close relatives and friends...
But I... am just a proton. A proton who is always disliked and bullied by others. How could I become good friends with the most favored and noble princess of Dayong? Thinking of this, he smiled mockingly to himself.
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???Zhao Lanshe only felt that his mind was full of questions about black people. Why did this man stop talking in the middle of his sentence? Please, is this very appetizing? He stretched his neck and widened his eyes carefully.
listen.
"Then...I'll wait..."
"Hey, what are you talking about in a whisper? Princess, why don't you talk to me, I will give you some advice." Pei Jifang walked out of the gate of the museum and saw that the two people were talking about something, talking and laughing.
Very close.
It would be fine if he saw it, but if others saw it, it would be a bad reputation for the Zhao royal family, so he interrupted.
"I want you to take care of it." Zhao Lanshe glanced at him, said something in Yeluqi's ear, gave him a provocative look, and walked towards Zhao Zhuhan with a slight smile.
"Let's go." Zhao Zhuhan didn't speak to those two people, but he said this to Zhao Lanshe lightly, turned around and walked towards the depths of the inner palace.
"Brother, wait for me." Zhao Lanshe lifted up her skirt and trotted forward.
We are obviously brothers and sisters, but why is he so tall and I am so short? Why are his legs long and my legs short? Is this the so-called favoritism of Empress Nuwa?
"I know the purpose of your brother and sister's visit, but I still want to talk to Chengyang again."
