The temperature of the porridge was just right.
It looked like it had been warming on the stove for a long time, just waiting for her to wake up.
Wenren Qianjue didn't open her mouth, but stretched out her hand and took the spoon and bowl from Ouyang Junnuo: "Ouyang, why am I here?"
She ate the porridge in small bites, feeling warm in her stomach.
The cooks in Ouyang Mansion are really good, no wonder even His Highness is not picky about them.
"I met you outside the palace."
Ouyang Junnuo didn't force it.
He just smiled and watched her eating porridge.
Behind the rose gold lenses, his fox-like eyes looked very sinister.
Thinking of that incident, Wenren Qianjue subconsciously touched the ancient sword at his waist.
Gone How long had she been unconscious?
Seeing that she instantly became vigilant, Ouyang Junnuo reached out and took the ancient knife beside her bed: "Look for this.
I guess you will be the first to look for it when you wake up.
You didn't let the servants take it far away."
He was so gentle and attentive that Wenren Qianjue couldn't say anything: "The porridge is delicious."
She swallowed the porridge in her mouth, smiled and praised.
Ouyang Junnuo blinked, his sinister temperament fully revealed: "You don't want to ask where those women in the Night Palace came from?"
"You know" she smiled as soon as the words came out of her mouth.
From the time she met Ouyang Junnuo to now, there was something he didn't know.
You can guess where she went when she got to the palace.
She shook her head and said in a cold voice: "It's none of my business."
As if he had guessed that she would say this, Ouyang Junnuo was not surprised at all.
He took the empty bowl and said, "Qian Jue, there is something that might interest you."
He turned his head and looked at her seriously, but the smile on his lips seemed to be as gentle as ever: "Ye, he can't be emotional."
"You mean His Highness Seventh Prince?"
Wenren Qianjue rarely heard anyone dare to call out his name.
Except for the emperor and senior Hongye, it seems that no one has shouted like this.
"Yeah."
Ouyang Junnuo held his chin, as innocent as a little flower for a moment: "It's interesting, isn't it?
So the women in his palace are just bed warmers."
Wenren Qianjue's lips slowly revealed a sarcastic smile: "His Seventh Prince's affairs have nothing to do with me.
Ouyang, you don't have to tell me, let alone say these words.
You can't be emotional.
As long as you are a human being, you have this right.
Bar."
Ouyang Junnuo was even more innocent.
He spread his hands and said, "Ye is not a human being."
It is well known: She couldn't decide for a moment whether Ouyang Junnuo's words were sarcastic or serious.
After all, that person is so powerful that he doesn’t look like a human being, and he is so evil and cold that he doesn’t look like a human being.
"Have you seen his white hair and purple eyes?"
Ouyang Junnuo lowered his eyes and said lightly, his tone no longer as gentle as before.
Wenren Qianjue was stunned.
So Ouyang Junnuo knew the secret of His Highness Seventh Prince.
He raised his head and smiled warmly: "That's what he really looks like.
He really can't be emotional."
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Seeing Wenren Qianjue's thoughtful look, he did not say any more.
If she really should know the secret one day, that person should tell her personally.
"I feel much better."
Wenren Qianjue stood up, picked up his ancient sword and tied it around his waist: "Take me back to the inn."
He didn't want to say anything, and she didn't ask any more questions.
However, she didn't want to stay in a luxurious place like Ouyang Mansion for fear of causing any misunderstandings.
"I guessed you would leave, the carriage is ready."
Ouyang Junnuo stretched out his hand and helped her straighten the collar of her clothes.
His concentrated look definitely didn't look like he was taking advantage of her.
At that moment, his elegance was on full display.
Looking down from his flawless chin, every inch of his face was extremely charming.
Focused and charming Soon, he straightened up and let go, turned around and chuckled: "Follow me."
Curls of white smoke rose.
Nights in the palace are always so quiet and noisy.
In the queen's bedroom, a person was kneeling at the emperor's feet: "So His Highness the Seventh Prince has just left the Night Palace."
"At this time" the emperor's brows furrowed fiercely.
What does he want to do?
Doesn’t he know his physical condition?
The queen's eyes suddenly moved, and then her gentle fingers put on the emperor's arm: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry.
That child Ye'er has his own sense of proportion.
He just needs someone to guide him."
The emperor rubbed the dragon head ring on his hand and said calmly: "You have a way."
"As long as the Emperor is willing, of course I will find a way to share the Emperor's worries."
The sweet smile on the Queen's lips looked very gentle.
She said softly: "Although it is not easy for father and son to confront each other head-on, but we can find a girl who is knowledgeable and reasonable.
It might work wonders.”
Seeing that the emperor acquiesced, the queen smiled and said: "Go and pass on my decree to announce that Zhu and Wenren Xuexi of the Wenren Mansion have entered the palace."
"Yes" the guard retreated.
The Queen tenderly poured the tea herself and placed it in front of the Emperor.
She stroked the Emperor's back with her hand that was coated with khaodan and wore a finger guard, and calmed his breath: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I can find a solution."
The smile on his lips became deeper and deeper. meow One after another, the high-pitched meows sounded eerie before dawn.
Wenren Xuexi turned over, but still didn't fall asleep.
Her broken arm becomes numb when pressed.
The imperial doctor always said it would be cured, but she still can't practice martial arts.
Feeling irritable, she shouted several times: "Plum fragrance, plum fragrance" The maid was so asleep that she didn't hear anything.
She simply stood up, picked up her usual sword and walked into the courtyard.
Her arms felt heavy just holding the sword, let alone swinging it.
She was turned into trash by that little bitch.
Wenren Qianjue bit her lip.
It would be great if she could die on the fire that day Wailing and turning into ashes can make up for the damage she suffered a little bit.
Suddenly, the sound of whirring swords came to my ears.
Xue Xi rubbed her head, suspecting that she was hallucinating due to lack of sleep these days.
But the sound became clearer and clearer.
She walked cautiously towards the source of the sound.
In the most secret corner of Wenren Mansion, Wenren Xiaoyu was neatly dressed with her pigtails pulled up.
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She looked quite playful and cute, and was practicing her sword moves very hard.
Mr.
Zhu sat next to him and gave some advice from time to time.
A burst of fire rushed directly to the top of her head.
Wenren Qianjue firmly grasped the sword in her hand.
Her mother secretly taught Yuer how to practice swords in the middle of the night.
After Wenren Xiaoyu finished practicing, Mrs.
Zhu came up to wipe the sweat on her head, and then smiled and said: "Yes, although it is a little worse than your sister used to be, it is already very good.
This is mother's reward for you."
A small box was pushed in front of Wenren Xiaoyu.
Wenren Xiaoyu opened it and saw that it was a gold hairpin with a very exquisite structure.
It was also inlaid with rubies.
It was worth a lot at first glance.
She smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth: "Thank you, mother, Yu'er, I will definitely practice well."
"No need to thank mother, just" Zhu stroked her hair: "No, let your sister know.
Not even a little bit."
Wen Ren Xue Xi's heart suddenly went cold.
She knew she couldn't stay any longer, as she would be at a disadvantage if she was discovered.
He gritted his teeth and left quietly.
When he walked to the front yard, he suddenly saw the housekeeper rushing over: "The queen has a decree to let the second lady and the madam enter the palace."
"What happened?"
Wenren Xuexi asked.
The housekeeper was not sure either: "I heard it was about His Highness the Seventh Prince."
"Oh" Wenren Xuexi's eyes instantly turned and she comforted: "Mother has already fallen asleep, I will tell her.
Take me there first Come and see me.”
The housekeeper didn't think much and said, "Just follow the second lady's orders."
Wenren Xuexi tidied her clothes, threw away the sword in her hand, put on a perfect smile, and got on the carriage.
Wenren Qianjue returned to the inn, still very tired.
When I got off the carriage, I felt like my bones were falling apart.
With a bandage wrapped around her hand, which made her look even more ruffian, she slowly walked into the inn.
When I walked in, the innkeeper was fiddling with his abacus behind the counter.
When he looked up and saw Wenren Qianjue, he immediately became energetic: "Well, Miss Wenren, someone left something for you."
"What is that?"
Wenren Qianjue frowned and looked in the direction pointed by the boss.
All the food boxes were placed there.
The boss touched his beard and was also very puzzled: "Miss Wenren has been away these days, but Qingwanlou still has a box of breakfast delivered to her every day.
Could it be that the girl's friend ordered it?"
Wenren Qianjue opened the food box, but after a few days of absence, it was empty.
The boss was very embarrassed: "The girl has been away all this time, and the food has gone rancid even if it was left here.
I just took it and fed it to the dog."
"It doesn't matter."
That's not what she cares about.
After opening the food boxes, there is a flower note in each food box, with a smiling face drawn by Wei Qingwan himself.
His hand was broken and he even cooked breakfast for himself.
What do you want?
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"Please ask the boss to find a boy to send all these food boxes back.
Just say that I asked you to send them."
Wenren Qianjue smiled and gave the boss a little money.
"No problem, no problem."
The boss counted the money and said, "There is one more thing, Miss Wenren, Master Pei is upstairs and he wants you."
When he looked up, people were already going up.
Wenren Qianjue opened the door, Pei Yuange gently shook his folding fan, and the wind flowed into his bones: "I'm back."
The eldest young master of the Pei family has not seen each other for several days since the last night palace farewell.
Wenren Qianjue raised a smile on her lips, pressed her fingers, and made a popping sound, which became more and more evil: "Hey, Mr.
Pei, I haven't seen you for a while."
Last time, someone sold her out for glory and threw her in the night palace, and then ran away.
Pei Yuange smiled innocently, as if he had completely forgotten the last time they met, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes: "Yes, yes, we haven't seen each other for a while.
The main reason I came here this time is to hang out with you."
Thinking of Bai Shengluo's expressionless face, he still felt a little scared.
He seemed to be less afraid of seeing Bai Shengluo's indifferent look than seeing and hearing Ren Qianjue.
"No money."
Wenren Qianjue said simply.
This was her excuse for refusing all social interactions.
She didn't know what was going on with Wei Qingwan, and it was getting closer and closer to Lan Niannian's day.
She didn't want to miss what happened in the Lin Mansion anymore.
This matter has kept her chasing until now, and she has no reason to give up.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a gentle knock on the door, gentle and gentle.
Pei Yuange opened the door and when he saw the person at the door, his peach blossom eyes curved and he greeted politely: "Second Miss Wenren."
"Mr.
Pei."
Wenren Xuexi's watery eyes rolled and she smiled.
She had not shown her face in front of others for a long time and had carefully put on her makeup.
Her lips were like cinnabar, and her eyebrows were dotted with flowers.
When she smiled, she was alluring. 88 Pei Yuange calmly made way for him: "I'm here to see Qian Jue, right?"
This is Wenren Qianjue's residence, she knows it.
"Yes."
Wenren Xuexi nodded and walked in: "Sister, long time no see."
Wenren Qianjue was feeling unhappy.
She didn't expect someone to knock on the door and use him as a punching bag.
She was naturally happy and a smile appeared on her lips: "Wenren Xuexi, what are you doing here?"
Wenren Xuexi walked up gracefully: "Sister, if we have something to say that we can't talk to each other carefully, you can tell me."
She glanced at her arm and bit her lip: "Even if His Highness the Seventh Prince really cares about me as a beautiful girl, Sister, please pay attention.
Isn’t this enough to calm you down?"
Wenren Qianjue sneered when he heard this: "Why do you still like to practice so much even if your arm is broken?
You bitch?"
The word "you" touched Wenren Xuexi's sore spot.
She was furious and slapped her face: