The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Chapter 24 Xiao Yan is a Demon

Xiao Yan had a severe headache.

Why does he feel that he is either coaxing the child or on the way to coax the child every day.

Tossing fine, crying at every turn, really annoying.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to her, saying: "Don't cry, people can't be resurrected after death, and Empress Yue probably doesn't want to see you crying so ugly."

"..."

Meng Qing was stunned and hiccupped.

Xiao Yan said she cried ugly?
It's fine to call her worthless, but also call her ugly!

"Xiao Yan! Can you say something nice?"

Her whole face was wrinkled into a ball with anger, and she clawed at Xiao Yan with all her teeth and claws.

However, Xiao Yan was much taller than Meng Qing, and put one hand on her forehead to defend herself.

"Do not cry?"

She couldn't hit Xiao Yan with her open arms, she sat back in her original position like a deflated ball, and stared at him angrily.

"Why are you crying? I'm so full of gas!"

Xiao Yan's eyes were burning, soft and gentle.

Inadvertently, he gently wiped away the remaining tears for her with the silk handkerchief in his hand.

This gentle and delicate appearance made Meng Qing amazed from time to time.

Xiao Yan...

Wipe her tears away?

The eyes are so tender...

Is this still the Xiao Yan she knew?Could it be that the soul has changed in the body?

She swallowed her saliva in fear, not daring to look directly at the person in front of her.

The handkerchief was silky and soft to the touch, and with his big, well-articulated hands, Meng Qing was extremely nervous.

She was really afraid, afraid that Xiao Yan would treat her like an illusion, afraid that one day when interests conflicted, he would kill her without hesitation...

Xiao Yan is a demon and a poison, all she has to do is gain his trust step by step, strengthen her own strength, and finally be able to fight against him.

Meng Qing gritted her teeth, her milky chestnut pupils were streaked with blood, she almost had hatred written on her face.

She clenched her fists and put aside his palm, her eyes were full of fiery flames, as if she wanted to devour him.

Four eyes facing each other.

There was some confusion in Xiao Yan's eyes.

There seemed to be some ulterior secrets hidden in her eyes, which were unpredictable.

Meng Qing got up solemnly, and walked out desperately.

Yun He was also stunned, he was fine just now, why did he get angry the next moment?

She said: "Your Highness! Your Highness wait for your servants!"

Xiao Yan's slender and fair palms froze in place, and his expression was extremely unhappy.

Su Zhou looked at Meng Qing's figure when he left, and said, "This little Empress, why is she so moody..."

When Xiao Yan heard this, he was not very happy.

"Take the boat!"

Su Zhou realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he obediently shut up and stopped talking.He had seen clearly just now that this little Empress was nothing but moody, but the pair of willow leaves actually harbored hatred hidden in her eyes, and it was so obvious that people could see it at a glance, and her master was still protecting her...

Xiao Yan folded the square silk handkerchief in his hand and put it in his sleeve, "I saw her in Shaoling Tower yesterday."

"Shaoling Tower? What is Little Diji doing there?"

"She's looking for someone."

"Find someone?"

"Well, go and find out among the pedestrians who entered and exited the Shaoling Tower yesterday, is there a handsome man in white who sat by the window at sunrise. I want all the information about this man within three days."

"Yes."

Meng Qing hurriedly walked for a certain distance, finally after escaping from Zhaoxue Zhai, her heart finally calmed down.

She turned her head and looked at the study, her heart was mixed.

Just now I was too excited...

Yun He caught up, "Your Highness! Wait, slave!"

She was panting from exhaustion, and gasped loudly while leaning on the veranda pillars.

"Your Highness, what happened to you just now? But where is your body uncomfortable?" Yun He asked worriedly.

Meng Qing closed her eyes, "No."

The spring wind is full of restlessness, rustling the leaves, and the clouds cover the scorching sun.

She asked, "When will Meng Heng set off for the fief?"

"About half a month later."

After half a month, it seems to be the birthday of the father.

As soon as her father's birthday is over, she should be leaving...

"Let Liang Yinqiu pass a message to Dali Siqing, just say that it's time to show that picture."

"Yes."

"In addition, I remember that Zheng Guogong likes to play chess. There are countless treasures on the chessboard in the mansion, but he misses the long-lost wood-painted red sandalwood chess game the most, and sent people to look for it many times?"

Yun He said: "This servant is not clear, what are you asking this for, Your Highness?"

Meng Qing said softly: "Of course he was forced to stand in line."

"But Zheng Guogong has not found this chess game after many searches. Will His Highness be able to find it?"

"Did you forget that in the dowry that Empress Yue gave me, there was a chessboard, and this chessboard is the legendary wood-painted red sandalwood chess game that is famous all over the world."

Yun He opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"what happened?"

She lowered her head in frustration, "But this is the dowry left to you by Empress Yue, how can you give it to someone else?"

"What's wrong with the dowry? A chessboard is insignificant compared to the supreme position."

"Slaves listen to His Highness."

The shadows of the trees whirled and danced, and the light and shadows on the blue brick floor were mottled.

……

Gu Mansion.

Sunset Jinshan, the afterglow of the bright glow dyed the sky red, dim and unclear.

The carriage stopped in front of Gu's mansion. Gu Huaian had just returned from Dali Temple, and he went up the steps after getting off the carriage, when someone stopped him.

"Master Gu!"

Gu Huaian stopped in his tracks, looked back, and saw that the person who came was wearing the armor of the imperial army, with a high hair crown, and a smear of black on his forehead, which made him look upright and handsome.

"you are?"

Liang Yinqiu stood under the steps and bowed to him.

"My servant, Liang Yinqiu, the guard of the forbidden army."

"What's the matter?"

Gu Huai'an smiled, and the mole at the corner of his eye could not hide his noble air. The brocade robe with round collar in red clothes hung down to his ankles, and the jade belt around his waist was tight around his waist. His body was as straight as a pine bamboo, and he looked like a literati.

Liang Yinqiu straightened her back, "Little Di Ji asked me to come down to pass on the message, it's time for that picture of Mrs. Gu to come in handy."

picture?
Gu Huai'an narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

"When should I use it?"

"His Majesty's birthday."

I see……

He understood, "Tell Your Highness, I obey."

"Yes."

Liang Yinqiu nodded, lowered his eyebrows, turned and left.

Gu Huaian hurried back to the mansion, walked through the front hall and corridor to the study.

He pushed the door open, closed it again, and began to rummage through the box to find something.

Finally, I found it in a box.

This picture is of great importance. It seems that the little Emperor Ji will use it as a congratulatory gift to the emperor at the birthday banquet.

Once offered, the weight of the little Diji in the heart of the emperor will be unprecedented.

The road to succession is about to begin.

At this moment, a knock on the door broke the silence.

"Master, Mr. Liu is asking to see you."

Gu Huaian's hands trembled, and he hurriedly put the wooden box back in place.

He coughed twice, "Please."

"Yes."

But for a moment, Mr. Liu, as the servant said, led him down to the study.

The door of the study room was wide open.

(End of this chapter)