Yan Lingbin didn't dare to look at Li Hong, who was sitting beside her. He looked at the famous painting on the wall in front of her. From time to time, a strong and violent breath filled her nose. From the beginning of fear to the beginning of habit, and then to feeling good smell, Yan Lingbin became accustomed to the men beside her.

A small part of the lotus root like jade wall is exposed outside. The warm Lizheng hall forms a sharp contrast with the cold night outside. He feels the man sitting on his side. Yan Lingbin tries to adjust his mood and force his attention into the memories. After thinking for a while, he says, "I have met him once before, and once talked to him in huancai Pavilion On poetry and Fu. "

"What do you think of him?"

Yan Lingbin felt a throb in his heart. He began to swim in the four limbs and hundreds of skeletons. His whole body became a little hot and weak.

He tried to concentrate his attention on the hand that seemed to be a magician. He tried to stabilize his voice and said: "he is arrogant and broad-minded, and despises the secular world. He has lofty aspirations and brilliant talents, and He longed for fame and fame, and hoped to be able to rely on his talent to help the world, but

Yan Lingbin began to feel a little flustered. From time to time, she looked at the invisible door of the study at the corner. She was afraid that if any of them would come in at this time, it would be a shame if she found herself in the prince's arms.

"You go on."

"Well, it is..." Yan Lingbin was flustered by Li Hong's hand and forgot what he wanted to say.

"You have just mentioned some of his advantages, but is there no defect?" Li Hong timely remind, smell the fragrance of hair, light said.

"Yes, Wang Bo hopes to rely on his talent to help the world, but I've only seen him once. I'm afraid it's not accurate. I just think he Although Chang'an scholars, or scholars in the world, are famous among the four great masters of the Tang Dynasty, and he is ranked first, but I think he is talking about his talent and learning. As for dealing with people and receiving things, I think he can't compare with the other three people, as if he were ignorant of the world. " Yan Lingbin completely relaxed himself and tilted his head to comb his views on Wang Bo.

"You're right. Although Wang Fuchou is just a small military officer in Huazhou, he is a light weight in charge of officials, examination, rites and music, and the Academy. If he is trained in such a family, he is not good at dealing with people and other affairs." Li Hong held a wisp of Yan Lingbin's hair in his hand and said playfully.

"Wang Fuchou?" Yan Lingbin turned her head strangely and said to the prince who was very close to her cheek.

"It's true that Wang Fuchou is Wang Bo's father, and his own talent is ordinary. However, all his life's hard work and ambition have been placed on Wang Bo, hoping that he can glorify his ancestors and be promoted to the rank of Jinjue."

Yan Lingbin nodded clearly. She admired Wang Bo's talent. At the beginning, she went out to meet Wang Bo because he was so talented that no one could keep up with him. Therefore, she was forced to go out to deal with him. However, even so, she was just trying to talk with him and have a discussion with him Delusion.

However, this person is not good at dealing with other people. Maybe it is just so-called talent that people ignore his other shortcomings and think that the literati should be so talented.

"How many times have you seen him?" Li Hong asked suddenly.

Immersed in the past, Yan Lingbin nestled in Li Hong's arms, holding a wisp of Li Hong's hair in his hand, and subconsciously said, "I've only seen this person once. His talent in poetry and Fu is really beyond the reach of ordinary people. I'm afraid that only Luo Binwang, Lu Zhaolin, Yang Jiong, and your highness can compete against each other. It's not right, even if it's the three of Luo Binwang Compared with Wang Bo, he is three points less arrogant. In this way, only you can be better than him. "

Li Hong smiles. Wang Bo is too utilitarian. When he helped Li Xian write a cock fight, he was too utilitarian. However, he was not a schemer. He also possessed the arrogance and uprightness of a literary maniac. He was like a double-edged sword, hurting others and himself, destroying his official career and also killing his father.

In the light of silence, Yan Lingbin, who has been completely relaxed, is looking at Li Hong's bright eyes with affection. Under the light of the light, Yan Lingbin is full of charming brilliance.

"Your Highness The lamp... "

"Well..."

"This is in his Royal Highness's study. I'm wearing jade on his Highness's desk where he usually deals with politics."

"This is the place where the crown prince deals with political affairs. When the crown prince deals with political affairs tomorrow, he will remember that he used to lie here and let him deal with them."

You can't think of anything when you look at your desk every day

"Er..."

"I've seen Miss Yan and saluted her."

"You Ah. "

"Why don't you go to sleep for a while. The noise in the stairs last night sounds like...""Xiaoxue, do you still say Look at me... "

In the back garden of the East Palace, Bai Chun appeared beside Li Hong. On a cold morning with her hair and body, someone was still steaming. She took the fur coat that Bai Chun gently put on his shoulder and said, "Yan Lingbin was sleeping in the East Palace last night."

"Well." Bai Chun gave a faint answer, thought for a second and said, "Yang Yu stayed in Pei WANYING's house very late last night. Early this morning, Huameng and Jingzhe were waiting for WANYING, and Yang Sijian's servants were peeping on one side."

"No good news? How's your father doing? What about the others? " Li Hong gasped and asked lightly.

"Good news They have all been sent back to Kucha by me. As for how to arrange them, what about placing them in the army? "

"In the army? Are they happy? What do you think? It's not that serious. Do you have to kill them all in the sand? Don't you know that even with your military achievements, they will not be able to get a place in the army. " Li Hong stopped and said in a few anxious words.

This guy is still breathing with himself, getting into the top of the horn and can't pull it out. Why does she have to let her half brothers die before giving up.

"If it was not for their coercion, my father would not have been so old and wanted to restore the country. Since my father is dead, this revenge will naturally be rewarded! It would have been merciful not to bury them with them. " White pure a beautiful face, even colder than this cold morning.

"It's up to you to do it yourself, but for once, you will never let your temper change. Before the East Palace has a master, someone will have to fight openly and secretly. In the future, you have to take care of it and keep it under control. There can be no problem in the East Palace." Li Hong looks at the stubborn Bai Chun and knows that if she does not agree, it is very difficult for her brothers to return to Qiuci alive. As long as she is stubborn, she will not break.

What's more, with the Jingwei in her hands, it's too easy to let those people die.

"I am a maid in charge of the crown prince of the East Palace and other concubines?"

"Give yourself an official post."

"No..."

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