The Times Spent in Pretense

"The county lord, there are footsteps outside." Iris turned to help Hualili on the bed, but Hualili moved faster than her, and she sat up without her help.

"Girl Iris." The woman officer did not come in from the outside. When she saw Iris greeted her, she whispered, "Can the county master's clothes be neat? Your majesty has a decree sent, please ask the county master to go out and pick up the order."

"Thank you sister, I'll tell the county master." Iris returned the ceremony to the maid, and turned around and strode back to the inner room.

"County Lord..."

Hua Liuli sat in front of the mirror and sorted out the hairpin jewelry: "I heard it."

Iris helped her to suppress the skirt, and some self-doubt said: "The left eye jumps fortune and the right eye jumps for disaster. Should the slave-servant remember correctly?"

"Yes." Hua Liuli stood up and held the hand of Iris: "Help the county master who is in poor health in your home, let's go."

Holding the soft hand of the prefect, the heart of Iris calmed down instantly.

"Wait." Hua Liuli suddenly let go of Iris's hand and turned to put the amulet under the pillow.

iris:"……"

The county principal looks calm but acts honestly.

"Prefect, don't you say you don't believe this?" Iris asked in a low voice.

"You don't know me this person?" Hualili said straightly, "When did you count?"

Iris: "Pray for God to worship Buddha, sincere heart is more spiritual."

"Bullshit, the gods and buddhas are very forgiving. Even if I am not pious enough, I will always bless me at the critical moment." Hua Liuli touched the talisman hidden under her clothes, and she was inexplicably confident of her good luck.

The moment I stepped out of the inner room, Iris's smile was submissive, and Hualili's footsteps were slow, and the master and servant were in unprecedented tacit understanding before the outsider.

The maiden originally wanted to reach out to help the iris to support the county of Huaxian, but felt that it was suspicious of doing so. She glanced at Iris with some envy, and the servant so trusted by the master was how lucky many people could not have expected.

Entering the main hall, Hua Liuli saw the crown prince holding the imperial edict, the dressed third brother, and a few civilians who did not know.

Seeing Hua Liuli coming in, the prince opened the imperial decree: "Hua County Lord, there is a decree here for you, take the imperial decree."

Hua Liuli knelt down on the futon that had been prepared for a long time. Hua Changli lifted her robe and knelt beside her. The two brothers and sisters pretended to exchange a look inadvertently, and they were both at a loss.

It stands to reason that since she entered Beijing, she wished that everyone in the capital knew that she was a medicine jar that could be blown by the wind, and the British mother and son should not want her to be a princess.

What's more, marriage is not a feud. The generations of the Hua family have made contributions to the Jin Dynasty. Even if your majesty really wants her to be a royal daughter-in-law, she will formally issue the decree after consulting with her parents in advance. It is impossible to be casual. Just let her marry.

Seeing the little girl clenched her sleeves nervously, the prince unfolded the imperial edict and read it faster.

Hua Liuli: Oops, all the praises for her father's vocabulary in front, things seem a bit bad.

"The daughter of Ying Ting, like my half daughter..."

Hua Liuli covered her chest, she was about to vomit blood, she was going to be seriously ill, she was going to die.

"As the lord of the county, give BMW Liangtian."

Hua Liuli: Your majesty, according to the standards of the eldest daughter of the prince, come to give her a knighthood, and he is not yet a knight, and there is a mansion?

What happened? Suddenly gave her a county title? Could it be that my father accidentally killed the tortoiseshell next to Jin Po?

"Gift title Fushou."

What the hell?

Hua Liuli can hardly believe her ears. How good is her soft little beauty, whose title is "Shu An, Rou Yi"? What is Fu Shou?

It's not a watchdog in the military camp.

"Sisters and daughters are not talented, persuading His Majesty's grace." Hua Liuli raised his hands above his head. "When I heard this joy, my daughters and daughters were extremely frightened.

The prince put the imperial decree in the hands of Hualili and asked the female officer in the palace to support her: "The prefecture has not been repaired. If the prefect has any ideas, he can give the drawings to the Ministry of Industry and let them worry about it."

After he finished speaking, he said to the ritual officials who came with him to give the decree: "The Lord Fushou County is not in good health, and the subsequent processes are not needed. The adults copied the content of the decree into the library and sealed it. "

The officials of the Ministry of Li also heard of the fact that the young daughter of the Hua family was very weak, and immediately gave a goodbye speech and walked neatly. The Prince's words were very important in front of them.

When the unrelated palace attendant retreated, the prince saw that the brothers and sisters of the Hua family had not yet reacted, and smiled: "The loyalty of the Hua family, the father and the emperor have always looked at it and remembered it in his heart."

Hua Changkong said, "Your Majesty Ron, the family of Wechen are grateful."

"Little girl," the prince raised her chin and looked at Hua Liuli, "are you still in a daze?"

"Please, His Royal Highness, forgive sins, the subjects and daughters haven't recovered from joy." Hua Liuli said, "especially the word Fushou, it also embodies His Majesty's beautiful blessings and wishes for his subjects, which made the subjects' hearts full of enthusiasm, Grateful."

"Great customs is both elegant and elegant, and I feel that this title is very good." The prince was very satisfied with this.

Hua Liuli: "..."

All right, you are the prince and you are right.

Hua Changkong silently glanced at the glazed glass, and slowly withdrawn his gaze. Fortunately, the little girl will live in the palace recently, otherwise he may not coax her.

"The lonely hosted a banquet in the East Palace. Are the two willing to enjoy their faces?"

Hua Changkong lowered her eyelids and saw the little girl's finger under the sleeve, slightly ticked.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, and the little minister and sister-in-law disturbed me."

In the East Palace, there are independent courtyards, horse farms, martial arts fields and even guards. It is also equipped with various officials, just like the small palace in the palace.

Walking from the gate to the inner hall, Hua Liuli saw several officials of the Prince's Mansion cautiously please in front of the Prince. No wonder the princes want to be princes. This high sense of temptation is too tempting.

"Sovereign, please use tea." A cup of steaming tea was placed at Hualili's hand, and she coughed a little while covering her mouth: "Sorry, I should not drink tea."

"Please forgive the lord, and the slave girl will change it."

She held out her hand and gently held the wrist of the court lady. Her fingers were delicate and fair, and she laid it so vainly that she didn't seem to have any strength: "No trouble, I'm not thirsty."

The prince looked at the maiden with a cold face: "Come here!"

"Your Highness, please forgive sins." The court lady knelt down on the ground and put her hand on the flowered glaze. She was so tired that she fell down and hit her arm.

A sleeve arrow fell out of the palace lady's sleeve.

Seeing the rumours revealed, the maiden's face was ruthless, and when she got up, she pulled out a soft sword from her waist and flew towards the prince.

Her eyes are cold and her movements are as fast as afterimages. She is the top killer. She also knew that as long as she shot, she would never have a chance to live, but she did not regret it.

"Assassin!" The guard saw the assassin heading straight towards the prince's face, and wished to ascend the prince to block the sword. But this killer moves too fast, they have no time to stop her.

Thorn!

The sound of tearing the cloth sounded in the temple. The flower glaze lying on the ground pinched the rag in his hand. He looked pale and looked at the assassin who flew out and looked very handsome. The hand that was holding the cloth was shaking. It's like a little white flower swaying in the wind.

The secret of the top killer is success, but this advantage is broken by Hua Liuli. In order to get closer to the prince, the killer lurked in the East Palace for nearly half a year, disguised as a maid, and finally had the opportunity to get close to the prince, but was destroyed by a woman who did not drink tea.

She looked at Hua Liuli resentfully and wished she could bite off her flesh.

"I said I didn't hold you deliberately, would you believe it?" Hua Liuli kept throwing away the cloth in her hand and panting desperately, holding her chest, and lying on the ground softly as soon as the flower approached.

I was so tired, I didn't have time to eat the East Palace.

"Little girl, little girl." Hua Changkong hurriedly picked up her sister from the cold ground, just preparing to yell "please doctor", the prince has already spoken: "The horse uploads the doctor."

The crown prince didn't care about the subdued assassin, and quickly walked to Hua Changkong, but his eyes were on Hua Liuli: "The lone will arrange the best doctor to treat the master."

"Weichen is lost, please prince forgive sins." Hua Changkong said, "Sister sister is timid and cannot be frightened. I dare not trouble you too much. In fact, this is all her old problems. You can take a rest for a day or two. "

"Send the governor to the side hall first to rest." The prince looked at Hua Liuli'an quietly leaning on Hua Changkong's arms. "Send heavy soldiers to guard against any suspicious people close to the governor."

The Guards quickly led their orders, and the assassination in the East Palace was their negligence. If the prince had an accident, they would not dare to imagine how much turbulence would be caused.

"Ji Yuanxu, do you think you can sit back and relax without escaping today?" The killer's eyes were red, "Our Royal Highness is the real master of the future of Dajin."

After she finished, she bit the poison sac hidden in her teeth, waiting for death to come.

"King of the King?" The prince looked at the killer with blood spewing in his mouth. "Assassins are not doing well, but also want to provoke the dilemma-like work?"

"Who gives you self-confidence, the master behind you?" The prince took the veil handed over by the maid and slowly wiped her hands. "From small to large, there are many people who want to assassinate orphans, but you are not as stupid as you. many."

The killer's eyes widened and a "ho-ho" sound came out of her mouth. She was not afraid of death, but she could not tolerate others denying her status in the killer world. This is her dignity!

"Do you think lonely would be curious who is the principal behind you?" The prince wiped her fingers with her veil, and looked calm. "Relying on a useless killer, what you want to do, how is it different from waste?"

The killer spurted his last breath and stared at his big eyes.

I don't know if she was mad or poisoned in the end.

The assassin was dead, and the prince's hands had also been wiped clean. He turned and walked to the side hall.

Hua Changkong put Hua Liuli on the bed and sighed softly. The capital is really muddy water, and I don’t know if the assassins today chose them only when they were there, or whether it was just a coincidence.

The favorite child in the holy is the prince. If the prince is assassinated in front of them, your majesty will surely anger the flower family.

It is a taboo in the imperial court to disagree, but now some people are looking forward to the chaos in the Jin Dynasty.

Whether Lin Hui was nearly poisoned at the post, or his sister nearly drank poisoned wine at Lincui Palace, or today’s assassination, as long as there is a success, it will leave Dajin endless trouble.

Although several princes have their own ambitions, they should not do such a thing that only pleases the enemy.

So which of the small, deflated calves around?

The author has something to say: Killer: Prince Gou, let me die!