Fenghua Goddess of War: Relying on the back of the prince and the good palace

Back at Li Hongyue's home, Yan Ruye's lips were already turning white, bleeding profusely.Hong Yue immediately invited a doctor, and then put Ru Ye on the bed.

"Who taught you that you won't even cry?"

Ru Ye's pale smile almost scared Li Hongyue, "Sister probably doesn't know, the pain is a thousand times worse than this, and I can bear it."

She couldn't tell Li Hongyue what the pain before death was like.

Only from Hongyue's face, she saw a trace of pity.Immediately afterwards, she undressed her, and Ruye grabbed Hongyue's hand: "Sister, I will rest assured if I put this thing with you! Put it away first!"

Li Hongyue looked at Baishenghua, she had only heard of this thing but never seen it, she never thought that Yan Ruye would really get it into her hands.

"it is good!"

After the hundred flowers were collected, they heard a noise outside the door, and someone came in to report: "Yes, it's Mr. Xinghe, we can't stop him, we can't stop him..."

"I'll stop me from doing what I'm doing, and I'll take a look, my companion..."

He looked proud, slightly drunk, with a reddish face.Seeing Yan Ruye's shoulders half exposed, blood dripping from his shoulders, he stood there at a loss for words.

"Your Highness..."

Bi Jitian immediately blocked Li Hongyue from letting her speak, and stepped in front of Ru Ye in two or three steps. He raised his hand to check the wound, then quickly took out a bottle of good golden sore medicine from his chest, and poured it on her. up.

The white powder was mixed on the wound, and it hurt like night, his eyes went black, and he almost lost consciousness.

"How did this happen? Don't you still want to choose a saint? You still want to choose a saint just like you are now?"

Bi Jitian frowned, and there was a hint of domineering feeling on that coquettish face, "I see, you can't do anything, just go back with me, how can I be safe in the other courtyard?"

His investigation in the past two days was not in vain, especially when he learned that Yan Ruye was in danger today. In fact, he had already warned her that day, but unexpectedly, she went by herself.

"How many people are coveting the position of the crown prince, and when they come to you, it's okay to be a bit rare, but they still disdain the words of the crown prince. If you want to go together, why go alone?"

Ru Ye raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and moved her eyes away from Bi Jitian's sight, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the golden sore medicine. Now that the matter has reached this point, it's useless to talk too much. Ru Ye must recover well, and the Holy Maiden election will still be among the best. There is no need for the prince to worry."

"Oh?! You are not very capable, go get your hundred flowers, then you should know that with this hundred flowers, there should be a stove that can make elixirs!"

His words finally caught Ru Ye's attention, "Not everyone uses Jie'er's stove!"

Hearing these words, Yan Ruye only felt that the wound was more painful, so weak that she raised her hand and pulled her clothes. "Really? Then His Royal Highness, would you like to help Ru Ye with this matter?"

"What are the benefits of this son?"

"Benefits?" He hooked her chin with his hand, and Ru Ye raised his head following his fingers, but showed no expression, "Since I am the confidante of His Royal Highness, what benefits can I give her? She said yes?!"

"That's right, what this son said is, what are the benefits of this son. Ru Ye, you are far away!"

It became difficult for him not to be fooled by Ru Ye's words.

Li Hongyue couldn't help standing on the side all the time, turned around and went out, and closed the door, Ru Ye didn't even have anyone to ask for help.Very embarrassing.

"At home, your aunt wants Zhan'er to inherit all the things of the Yan family. It doesn't matter if you become a saint, but there is an end to cultivation, and someone will replace you one day. If you don't die, how can she rest assured that Zhan'er will not want anything in the future? What about [-]% for you?"

What he said was right, my aunt was really ruthless, if the arrow had been more aimed, it would have killed her immediately.Passing through the throat, is it impossible for a god to save it?

"What His Royal Highness said is correct, even if Ru Ye is already in such a miserable situation, why does His Highness still make trouble?"

"You! Both you and Li Hongyue have been meeting longer than this prince. You are this prince's companion, so your life should belong to this prince. Now that this is happening, you still ask this prince to find you a medicine stove! What are the benefits? !No benefit, no door at all.”

Hongyue was outside the door, she couldn't see the embarrassment on Ruye's face, but she could hear how jealous Bi Jitian said.Yes, he was jealous of himself and Ru Ye, she raised her sleeve and covered her mouth with a smile, and immediately ordered to call for a doctor.

Ru Ye looked at Bi Jitian in embarrassment, feeling that at this time, he had turned into an unreasonable child again, which was really unpredictable.

"What benefits does His Royal Highness want?!"

Bi Jitian suddenly stepped forward, and his lips lightly brushed Ru Ye's lips, she was taken aback, but Bi Jitian seemed still not satisfied: "This is considered as interest, when I think about it, I will ask you for benefits! "

Bi Jitian's mind turned fast enough, Yan Ruye even raised his hand to react, the man had already walked to the door, dodging her attack.

"Take a good rest. I hope that next time we meet, you will be able to repay the favor of this eldest son."

Although Bi Jitian agreed to speak nicely to Ji Ji, but the medicine stove belonged to someone else, so Yan Ruye had to pay a visit to pick it up in person.

Hongyue is worried, she must go with Yan Ruye the next day.

There is hustle and bustle outside the pavilion and peace inside the pavilion. There are only two small rooms in the backyard, which are prepared for the seasons.It can be seen the great generosity of our Royal Highness.

All wood materials are high-quality, not to mention the decoration.

Yan Ruye just sat down on the first floor, and was fascinated by the calligraphy and painting.The writing is powerful, not frivolous, calm and steady, not restless.Where is this a young woman can draw?

But this woman's signature is very obvious, and the word "season" is delicate and beautiful, as if it doesn't match this painting.

"So it's Mr. Xinghe's guest."

A person who can directly address Mr. Xinghe is really high in the royal family. A woman in Hualiu Lane in the city, calling him like that...you know that the relationship between these two people is not ordinary.

Ruye and Hongyue looked towards the stairs following the sound. They were wearing a long purple dress with a crimson bow tied on their chests. charming.

"This is Miss Ji?"

Ru Ye got up and moved forward, Hong Yue followed suit.

Ji's gestures are very light and soft, and she smiles very sweetly.

"Mr. Xinghe said that the medicine stove will be lent to a girl named Yan Ruye. But you?"

She walked past Ru Ye with a hint of jealousy and hostility in her tone, even Li Hongyue could hear it.Her gaze never moved away from Ru Ye's body.

But Yan Ruye wanted something from others, so of course she greeted her with a smile: "Of course, the medicine stove in Miss Ji's hand is very rare and rare, otherwise we wouldn't have to bother."

"I can't talk about disturbing you, but..." Ji Ji fanned his round fan while putting away his smile, "There are so many people borrowing this medicine stove in the face of His Royal Highness, but I want to lend it to you, there must be many People are making trouble for the slave family. If we really want to take this medicine stove away, aren't we being sincere?"

"for example?"

Knowing that she was deliberately making things difficult, Hongyue stepped forward and wanted to compete for Ru Ye.

Season's fan patted Hongyue's shoulder, and smiled again: "Don't be nervous, I know that Miss Yan's shoulder has not healed, so I won't be rough with her. I just have a little understanding of the rhythm, and I have never had a bosom friend. I heard Ms. Yan comes from a family, so the melody will definitely not be bad. Then the slave family will talk about a piece of music, listen to the tune, and Miss Yan will give the slave family a painting?"

send pictures?

This is to humiliate Ru Ye in what she is best at?She loves to paint, and the paintings around here, except for her own, are famous masters, would she want her own paintings?

"Miss Yan, don't you think that this medicine stove is not worth even a painting?"

It is indeed a challenge, first of all to understand her rhythm...

But or... Whether she understands it or not, she will be criticized by the season, so as to show the charm of the season.Is Bi Jitian so attractive?She just borrowed a medicine stove, and she was regarded as... a rival in love?

She walked to the side of the guqin and started to play it.

High mountains and flowing water, classic repertoire, hard to find a friend, is this a description of Bi Jitian?

There are paper and pens on the table, but this shouldn't be just for her to paint landscapes, right?Yan Ruye didn't speak, walked to the table, picked up the pen, and started to write with a flash of inspiration in his mind.

In her mind, there was only one thought...