C64

"Did you not do anything wrong?"

Lu Baichuan frowned, a pair of eyes looking at her was filled with annoyance and disdain.

Lu Yanxin lowered her head, stroking her clean and white nails, her gold-plated footsteps swaying slightly.

At this moment, her entire body was exuding a dignified aura.

But in Lu Baichuan's eyes, these things could be ignored. He only saw that his daughter, who had always been extremely obedient to him, actually dared to disobey him right in front of his face, and even acted as if it had nothing to do with her.

"I'm talking to you! Lu Yanxin, don't forget, you are my, Lu Baichuan's, daughter, the young miss, the direct daughter of the Prime Minister! "

Hearing this, Lu Yanxin seemed to have something at the bottom of her heart touched, she slowly stopped what she was doing.

"Father taught me the right lesson. It was daughter's negligence."

The gold-plated footsteps swayed violently as she got up from the ground, causing people to be dazzled.

Lu Baichuan looked at the bowing her, and for a moment, he did not know what to say, but this girl had still submitted to him.

"Ai ~ I'm not talking about you. You're the mother of a few children, you're not that serious when it comes to doing things. Xue'er is your daughter and is the most favored Grand Princess. You should protect her more. "

Lu Baichuan's tone softened a bit as if he was teaching a hopeless child how to be sincere and earnest.

Lu Yanxin lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the expression in her eyes, with a respectful look, as if she was listening to the lecture.

"Father is right. If that girl Xue'er is a little impulsive, her daughter will find an opportunity to lecture her." As for what happened last night, little sister Yan should be thanked for saving Xue'er in time to save her from the hardships of the cold. "

Lu Baichuan's eyes turned deep, as if he was unable to fathom what had just happened.

"Remember, even though that Imperial Noble Consort Yan is a mortal enemy, it's best not to provoke her."

Lu Yanxin seemed to understand what he said and nodded, not continuing to argue with him.

"I still have some matters to take care of. You are still in the forbidden zone, so if you have nothing to do, please read some books, play the zither, and train your mind."

Lu Baichuan did not forget to tell her before he left.

The woman used the zither, chess, calligraphy, and paintings to express her cultivated and graceful attitude. She was also used to grasp the heart of a man.

Lu Baichuan was merely reminding her to quickly grasp onto the emperor's heart and protect her position as Empress.

Lu Yanxin watched his back as she walked further and further away, still looking as tall and big as she did when she was young.

The girl behind him was no longer the same person she had been in the past.

"lady." Unknowingly, a man dressed in ink was already kneeling in the empty great hall.

Lu Yanxin was still in the same posture as when she had been sent off with her eyes, and did not turn around. "What's the result of the investigation?"

The man was kneeling not far behind her, his head buried in his chest. His movements were extremely respectful.

"When this subordinate was investigating, I discovered that most of the clues had been intentionally erased, but this subordinate inadvertently discovered this."

His wounded hands were presented with a dark green brocade sack.

Lu Yanxin turned around, and his gaze landed on those two hands, "What happened to your hands?" Her gaze suddenly turned sharp.

The man somewhat guiltily used one hand to raise his sleeve, covering up the slightly obvious wound.

"Nothing, I was just accidentally stabbed by a blade."

"Peaches." As soon as she said that, Jade Peaches walked towards a cabinet against the wall in the hall.

When she reached the man on one knee again, she had a white porcelain bottle in her hand.

"This is the ointment that I obtained a few days ago. It's extremely good for healing wounds."

The man lowered his head, "This belongs to the lady, I work for the lady, it's not a big deal to get injured."

Lu Yanxin's eyes flashed with a trace of impatience, as she walked around him and headed towards the higher ups of the Imperial Noble Consort.

The golden Feng Zhaoge spread out on the soft white carpet with her movements, and a sense of elegance spread out from her body.

"You are doing things for me, so you are my people. My people are injured for me, so I gave them some medicine to heal their wounds. Is there a problem?"

The man was speechless for a moment.

"Take it. Be careful next time."

The white bottle was handed over to the trembling, callous-like hand of Bi Tao.

Lu Yanxin glanced at the peaches as they closed the door.

"Bring me the brocade sack."

The black clothed man stood up and slowly walked towards her, passing the embroidered bag to the lady on the Imperial Noble Consort.

Lu Yanxin received the unremarkable dark green embroidered bag, and slowly stroked it with both of her hands, carefully observing it with her eyes.

"The fabric is ordinary, but the craftsmanship is pretty good. On the other hand, this pattern," Lu Yanxin paused and continued to look at it for a while.

He stood up and walked over to the desk. He drew a few lines according to the brocade sack and blew on the paper.

"Here," Lu Yanxin handed the paper in her hand to him, "Go and check it. If I'm not mistaken, this should be a word."

"Yes." The man took it and looked at the indistinguishable pattern on it, then folded it into his sleeve and left.

"Great princess, we are not familiar with the terrain here, running around like this would easily cause you to lose your bearings."

After running for an unknown amount of time, General Sikong, who was behind Qu Xue'er, could not help but go forward and pull her back.

Just now, the dozen of them had somehow entered a fog. In the blink of an eye, the dozen of them had lost their direction.

Qu Xue'er had a rather fierce personality. After two hours of caressing and stroking, she gradually lost her patience.

The flames she was suppressing in her heart suddenly shot to the highest point as Qu Xue'er started to rush about recklessly on her horse like a headless fly.

Sikong Ming had always been by her side. When Qu Xue'er went crazy, she immediately followed along on her horse.

The fear and worry in Qu Xue'er's heart had already reached the limit, and after running around aimlessly for a while, she also gradually started to calm down.

When Sikong Ming pulled her up, wanting to help her get on the horse and find her way back to his original path, the fog in front of his grew even thicker.

As a general, Sikong Ming's intuition told him that this mission was more difficult than he had expected.

Qu Xue'er, who was behind them looked at the fog, fear rose in her heart once again. She knew that they had already cut off all contact with the others.

"General Sikong, what should we do? Can you find the way back?"

Because she was terrified, Qu Xue'er subconsciously held onto Sikong Ming's left hand.

Sikong Ming felt a strange feeling in his hands, and turned his head to look at Qu Xue'er's frightened little face in surprise.

This was the second time he had seen Grand Princess in such a different state. She needed protection like a little girl.

His right hand gripped the long sword at his waist tightly as Sikong Ming's voice trembled a little, bringing along a deterrent force that caused others to believe it.

"Don't worry Grand Princess, this subordinate will definitely protect you."