"Sister Yue." Xiang Yuzhi's call came, and Jing Yue turned to look with a smile.

"Why don't you see brother Xiao?" To rain Zhi walked to Jing Yue's side, some curiously looked around and asked.

"He's out for a walk." Jing Yue's face was not red and her heart was not beating. She said, "I'm curious about what the palace looks like. I should be back soon."

"I see." He nodded to Yuzhi and said, "don't sit here all the time. I'll take you to know my prince brother and zice brother who was saved by you last time."

Xiang Yuzhi said, pulling Jing Yue's hand toward the crowd. Jing Yue had no room to refute, so she was pulled to the crowd by Xiang Yuzhi. In this circle, most of them were young wage and young ladies.

At this moment, a group of people sitting together, are eager to say words.

Seeing Xiang Yuzhi pulling Jing Yue to come, and listening to Xiang Yuzhi's introduction, everyone immediately knows Jing Yue. As for the man called zice, he is the son of the general. Looking at Xiang Yuzhi's shy appearance, Jing Yue can know something.

"Brother zice, this is the benefactor who saved us in the great plain. This is sister Yue." Xiang Yuzhi smiles shyly and says to Qin zice who is dressed in formal clothes.

"Miss moon." Looking at this, Qin zice was the general's voice. There was an air of dignity between his actions. His eyes looked at Jing Yue curiously. He bent slightly to greet Jing Yue, and Jing Yue answered.

Looking at Xiang Yuzhi eagerly talking with Qin zice, the handsome man just answered a few words. Looking at Xiang Yuzhi's gloomy eyes, Jing Yue sighed helplessly, turned her head and didn't speak.

Ear is this young childe's words, Jing Yue suddenly some can't insert what words, turned to one side of the seat to sit down, this just sit down not long, Wei Ling came to Jing Yue's side.

"What are you doing here?" Jing Yue looks at that complexion ruddy of sit in the Wei Ling of own body side, tiny frown openings to ask a way.

"I can go wherever I want, and I need to tell you why?" Wei Ling squints at Jing Yue with her veil. The tip of her eyebrows is slightly raised and her eyes are filled with a smile. I don't know why, he is so nostalgic for Jing Yue's voice.

In this palace, who saw that he was not servile, even with his brothers and sisters are not close, but often hear the tone of Jing Yue's speech, there is no etiquette, but he felt very kind.

“……” Jing Yue rolled her eyes and said, "yes, you are the prince, your boss."

"Ha ha..." When Wei Ling heard Jing Yue's disgusting tone, he was very happy to smile. The bright smile almost dazzled people's eyes. This scene clearly fell into the eyes of a woman sitting in a high position not far away.

The woman was dressed in elegant clothes, extremely beautiful, surrounded by some girls, trying to talk to the woman, but unexpectedly, the woman fell on Wei Ling.

There is no doubt that this woman is Wei Ling's side imperial concubine, Murong Wan'er.

"Who is that woman?" This move of Wei Ling was not only seen by Murong Wan'er, but also by some adults and young ladies, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

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