The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 312: King Qingyuan’s Ambiguity (4)
She has a body like a peach, her upper body is a peach red brocade jacket carved with silk flowers and butterflies, and her lower body is an eight-panel Hunan skirt embroidered with peonies in red.

The whole person is sitting here, smiling quietly like a flower in the water, with a delicate grievance on the corners of his lips, his face is radiant and beautiful.

King Anping heard that his family reported King Qingyuan's inappropriate behavior before the news of victory, and he couldn't figure out why King Qingyuan was so bold!Before he understood, Zhao She didn't like to act rashly, but that didn't mean he wasn't angry.Even if you are angry, you won't let others see it easily.

Seeing that the grievance was still on the real sister's face, Zhao She, who still wanted to sleep for a while, woke up to comfort the real sister sitting beside her.

"Admiring the flowers, right?" Zhao She said, and the real sisters used the words of the cousin girls: "My sisters all said that you didn't come out to see the flowers with me." Sister Zhen's hand: "It's not too late to see it now."

Outside, Zhao Ji never winked. When Zhang saw the prince coming out from the gap in the door curtain, he stretched out his hand to open the door curtain.Zhao She took Zhenjie and went outside slowly.

Among the male guests who came today, King Qingyuan was the most eye-catching.His clothes are extravagant, and his appearance has always been born with noble air. He was standing in the flower room with several noble ladies, and when he received the eye waves from time to time from all around, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. The direction of these eye waves was plain. Turned around and left.

The Anping Palace is extravagant today, whether it is the Hanging Flower Gate or the Dripping Gate, they are all decorated with fresh flowers.In the north wind of this early winter, it is rare, and it is the first one to treat guests with such extravagance this winter.

Zhenjie walked forward, smiling happily; Zhao She followed behind her unhurriedly.

King Anping came out.

Everyone's eyes turned to King Anping all of a sudden, especially after hearing the news of another great victory in the Northwest, everyone's eyes were admirable, jealous, and envious.King Anping, who has the reputation of a victorious general, won another battle, adding another flower to his record like a sea of ​​flowers.

King Anping came out at this time, with his usual expressionless expression on his face.His face is restrained like granite, and his eyes are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.He was wearing a blue brocade jacket with dark patterns, and the dark patterns flashed step by step as he walked, making the eyes of those who had been looking at the flowers brighten for a long time, and his aura was called calm.

Looking at this calm and imposing face, it is extremely young.Zhao She is less than 30 years old, still a young man.He was born as a noble son in the middle of the capital, and with many years of leading troops and fighting and becoming a queen, a detached aura always looms on him, making people who see him even if they don't know him, they still have to look at him a few more times. Han Xing's bright eyes.

King Qingyuan was handsome and noble, while King Anping was as steady as Yuan Pavilion, with a handsome face like an ax carved in stone.As soon as King Anping appeared, his steady aura immediately put the thin-skinned and tender-skinned King Qingyuan in comparison.

Although King Qingyuan, who felt that he was being left out, was not convinced, he could only hold back his smile and cup his hands: "My lord has achieved another great victory. He used his military skills to win a decisive victory thousands of miles away. Congratulations."

King Anping returned the gift and said, "Thank you." Together with Sister Zhen, they came to see the pink peony flowers sent by King Qingyuan.After half a day of north wind and sun, the peony flower is still pink and lovely.

Picking off one, Zhao She put the hairpin on Zhenjie's hair, and said in a low voice: "The peony is really beautiful." He raised his fingers and tapped Zhenjie's smooth forehead, and then smoothed her with his hands. With messy hair on the cheek, there was a smile on his face, and he joked to Sister Zhen: "You, I can't afford it."

Gently and skillfully, Zhao She returned the words that King Qingyuan had said when he sent flowers.In embarrassment, King Qingyuan could only say: "When I sent the flowers, I wrote these two sentences on a whim, please don't take offense, my lord."

Zhao She said lightly on his face: "Ah, it's okay, it's well written." Sister Zhen helped the peony flower in her hair, and only then did she know that the delicate and powerful calligraphy really belonged to King Qingyuan.

The north wind was blowing gently, and the palace was full of flowers.Zhao She and King Qingyuan exchanged a few words of greeting, as if it was not at all a thing that the real sister was almost underestimated by him.

When King Qingyuan saw Zhao She came out, he was somewhat guilty.Sister Zhen's words: "You think he doesn't know? He might know without waiting for me to tell."

He was bold for a while, and made a joke to the real sister on the rockery, now seeing Zhao She straight in front of him, when King Qingyuan talked with Hanxiao, he also remembered many rumors about King Anping.

Zhao She is extremely capable, but his hands are never soft.For example, Lu's house was ransacked years ago. It used to be a tyrant in the Northwest. Everyone in Beijing knew about it, and everyone was tsk tsk.It is said that the entire family of one of the Lu family's in-laws was copied and beheaded.

"Ah, lord, today you are here with good flowers, good scenery and good talents. Just now I heard several gentlemen in your mansion recite poems, all of which are masterpieces of celebrities." King Qingyuan felt guilty, and there was a lot to say on his lips.

Zhao She smiled calmly, and looked around the garden: "This is all done by my real sister. She is the best at playing with flowers and plants." Said that the hand is extremely easy to lift, and the eyes did not look at it. Madam Zhen, also accurately patted her on the head with her hand.In front of so many people, Zhenjie pouted her lips and whispered unbearably: "I'm not a cat."

I took two shots like this every day, and my ears were twisted.

As I said just now, there were a few "meows" coming from under his feet, and General Hu led a group of cats to rush over like a tiger descending the mountain, rubbing against Zhenjie'er and Zhao She's clothes.

"General Tiger, you have to be good." Sister Zhen beamed with joy, leaned down and picked General Tiger in her hands, seeing it stretching its paws to scratch the flowers, she smiled and hugged it away: "Don't pick it."

The rest of the cats were not hugged, and they "meowed" together and kept meowing.

King Qingyuan couldn't believe his ears: "What's the name of this cat?" Sister Zhen pursed her lips and smiled as Zhao She didn't answer. Zhao She laughed and said to King Qingyuan: "It's called General, her cat, Call them all generals."

There is a group of generals under the tent of King Anping, and there is also a group of generals in the room of Zhenjie's son.

Sister Zhen smiled, hugged General Hu and bowed to Zhao She and King Qingyuan: "I'll send them back to the room." Zhao She looked at Sister Zhen with his hands behind his back and smiled naively: "Go."

(End of this chapter)