"Crown Prince, our boss said, don't tell anyone where she lives, she likes quiet."

“…”

Wu Xian was so angry that he lost his temper.

Others have always respected him, but when I came to this shop today, he gave in to others.

And he had no reason to say that person.

This is simply...it's so bullying!

Shang Liangyue didn't know about the trip in the shop, and she had dinner after the carriage returned to the plum garden.

Use dinner to go to the study to draw samples.

She is very busy.

To achieve great dreams, you must make a contribution.

Daiz always follows Shang Liangyue, wherever Shang Liangyue is, she is.

It's also true of Baibai.

However, when Dez looked at Shang Liangyue, who was so serious and busy, with her strange face wearing a human skin mask, she was drifting away.

The princess always wants to marry the prince, but she is afraid that she has to wear a human skin mask when she was the princess.

otherwise……

Dez held the sword tightly.

Shang Liangyue drew a sample of the script for an afternoon.

It's dark soon.

If Dez hadn't reminded her to have lunch, she would have forgotten to have a meal.

Shang Liangyue looked up, twisted her neck, and looked at the sky outside.

"It's passing so quickly."

It was night in a flash.

Detz, "You are too serious."

Seriously forget everything around you.

Shang Liangyue smiled, "This is natural. If you don't take it seriously, how can you produce good things?"

Shang Liangyue got up, went to the front hall, and had dinner.

After dinner, she went back to the study and continued to design.

I feel good today, and she wants to take advantage of this momentum to design more.

Time ticked over.

At two hours of the hour of Hai, Dez stepped forward, "Princess, it's time to rest."

Shang Liangyue said: "Wait, wait until I finish drawing this picture."

Dai Cit looked at the picture in Shang Liangyue's hand.

It's a purse, but she's drawing purse patterns.

It's indeed almost finished.

Detz didn't say anything anymore and went back.

At the end of the Hai Dynasty, Shang Liangyue threw away the brush and said, "Finish!"

She looked at the sample script on the desk with a smile on her face.

However, soon, Shang Liangyue thought of something, looked at the sky outside, then picked up the brush again, took a piece of letter paper, and wrote on it.

Another incense stick was written by Shang Liangyue’s letter.

She said to Detz: "Master, let the secret guards deliver this letter to the prince."

Even if the prince doesn't reply to her, she will still write to the prince.

Write until he comes back.

"yes."

Daiz handed the letter to the secret guard, and Shang Liangyue washed and rested.

The plum garden is quiet.

And at this moment, Qizhou.

Chengzong Secret Room.

A well-decorated study room.

The lights were on everywhere, and the study room was as bright as day.

Hong Yan sat in a wheelchair and looked at the person standing in front of the desk.

He was wearing a mysterious robe, and the light could not illuminate him.

"Lan Yue has confirmed that the second prince Lan Lin will come to Emperor Lin. If nothing unexpected happens to Nanjia, the one who comes will be the eldest princess."

Apart from the emperor, Nanjia is the most powerful woman who has the right to speak.

Di Yu looked at the candlelight placed on the table, his black eyes as deep as usual.

However, the lights that fell in Di Yu's eyes could not shine into the darkness inside.

Hong Yan continued: "The second prince of Lan Yue comes to the emperor, then the fourteenth prince of Liaoyuan will come."

What he said was a positive sentence, without any doubt or guess.

There was no hesitation.

Obviously, he was extremely sure that this wedding of Emperor Huaru would be the 14th prince.

Because this is an excellent opportunity for the 14th Prince and the Second Prince Lan Lin to meet.

Sometimes, under the nose, it is best to do things.

Di Yu's eyes moved slightly, and he turned to look at Hong Yan, "Let's go tomorrow, go to Nanjia."

Hong Yan stopped.

He looked at Di Yu, and his eyes that had always been calm rose into doubt.

Di Yu looked at him, "Three things."

Hong Yan's expression moved slightly, the doubt in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to calm again, "The prince said."

"One, Nanjia's only prince, two, legends from a thousand years ago, three, Suxincao."

When Hong Yan heard the first point, he did not change his expression, as usual.

However, when he heard the second point, Hong Yan's expression moved.

However, after just a tiny bit, he said, "Yes."

"These three things can not be done, but they cannot be noticed."

Hong Yan nodded, "I understand."

I would rather not investigate than let people know.

"Stay."

Hong Yan raised his hand and bowed.

Soon, Gu Fei stepped forward, held the handle of the wheelchair, and pushed Hong Yan out of the secret room.

The door of the secret room opens naturally and then closes.

Di Yu stood there, his eyes falling on the hourglass inside the room, and his eyes moved slightly.

And as his expression moved, the coldness inside disappeared.

Instead, it is a slow-flowing ink color.

She should have a rest now.

The stone gate opened, and a secret guard knelt in front of Di Yu, "Prince, the master of the sect will see you."

The expression in Di Yu's eyes disappeared and returned to normal.

"Um."

He stepped out and walked out.

...

The sky is clear and the air is bright, the imperial city is blue, and the white clouds are floating.

It's another good day.
To be continued...