Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The three princes were crying while desperately scratching their heads: "I know she is living a hard life, and Tubo is simply a purgatory for her, but ... but I just don't want to let her go! I can't let her go! "

"His Royal Highness," Xie Lun reached out and patted the shoulders of the three princes, Shen said, "Nine years ago, you were young and powerless, unable to compete with the two emperors and protect the princess, but now, you can have . "

The three princes stopped crying, he didn't look up, still covering his face, and for a long time said dumbly, "You let me think."

"Okay," Xie Lun grinned, "that subordinate is waiting for good news."

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Dali Northwest Army Camp.

When Xie Lun returned, the eldest prince and the second prince were no longer there. Xie Lun went straight into the study, and she really watched Zhao Jingting write a letter in the study at his desk.

"Is there any gain for you to see the eldest son and the second eldest son?" Xie Lun poured two cups of tea and handed them over, while sitting in a chair while hanging Erlang, glancing at Zhao Jingting with an eyebrow. The child said, "I heard that following the two princes, there is a very handsome translator, how can you talk well?"

Zhao Jingting put down his writing brush, leaned on his back, took a sip of tea, then slowly shook his head and said, "No speculation."

"People came here to show you their favors, but they also voted for you, and they picked up a translator who was fine-skinned and tender, but where is the speculation?" Xie Lun laughed. "It's just that. It didn't live up to your expectations, otherwise the translator was less handsome than me. "

"That's right, I met them with prejudices, so I can't help but look at them," Zhao Jingting held the tea lid and looked at Xie Lun's sour face, and couldn't help it anymore. "I didn't even see what my eyebrows and nose looked like, you're eating dry vinegar again."

"Cut! Beautiful you," Xie Lun snorted coldly, now he was relieved a lot, squinting at Zhao Jingting, "Did you really look?"

"With you little vinegar tank, where can I look at others?" Zhao Jingting smiled with a lip on his lips, with a pampering expression on his face, "but looking at you looks like a lot."

"Hey," Xie Lun smiled slyly, "I've seen the three princes, and they talked very well."

"Oh?" Zhao Jingting was so busy that he put down the tea cup in his hand and came over to ask Xie Lun, "Dare you dare to enter the inner court of the Tubo Palace?"

"Where am I so fat? I still expect the third prince to be alive," Xie Lun also put the tea cup down, sitting cross-legged in a circle chair, lazily, "guess where I see the third prince."

"Songbao Palace?" Zhao Jingting blurted out.

"How did you know?" Xie Lun was stunned, and then glared again. "Well, Zhao Jingting, how dare you send someone to follow me?"

"Where and where? With your meritorious service, who can you follow if you can't be found?" Zhao Jingting was so busy calling out injustice, he said, "Just when the princess moved from the palace to Songbao Palace a few days ago, Nanshan was not a representative. Did the Northwest Army visit it once? As a result, they were rushing down to the third prince ’s palace to deliver supplements. However, they never saw the people from the large prince's palace and the second prince's palace coming to visit. I'll take a note. "

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