Concubine, don't flirt: His Royal Highness is hiding something

"Princess, I'll go and watch outside the station!" Seeing her solemn expression, A Jian ran out holding the long sword in her hand.

"Don't go!"

Yu Qiqi called her back.

"We can't let Nangong Yan catch our feet anymore." She said in a deep voice, after wandering outside for a day, a trace of fatigue appeared on her little face illuminated by the candlelight.

"But Shizi..." Ah Jian was also a little worried.

"Brother Qing is right, he is an envoy, father dare not harm him like this, if we intervene, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."

Yu Qiqi gritted her teeth and decided not to act rashly anymore.

"Listen to the princess." A Jian also put down the sword in her hand, and poured her a cup of tea to moisten her throat after a day.

When Zhao Niang walked in from the outside, she was very cautious, not daring to raise her head to look at Yu Qiqi.

"When His Royal Highness came down today, he just broke through the door, and the slaves really couldn't stop him..." She knelt down in front of Yu Qiqi again, and explained with tears.

"Forget it, it's not your fault."

After drinking a cup of tea, Yu Qiqi stared at her, her expression gradually softening.

Zhaoniang wiped the corners of her eyes, then slowly stood up from the ground, she thought for a while and then said: "But Linglong who is beside Wanniang came over today, saying that Wanniang made you a bowl of soup, I wanted to bring it to you in the bedroom myself to show my heart, but I was stopped by the slaves."

She felt that something was wrong, and added, "As soon as she left, His Highness came over, maybe I ran into her on the road."

"She made soup for me?"

Yu Qiqi frowned, and Lu Yin usually had no contact with her.

"Um."

Zhao Niang nodded, but she felt that something was wrong, so she talked to Yu Qiqi too much.

"Princess, she didn't put medicine in that soup, did she?" A Jian frowned, and there was a trace of cruelty in her sharp eyes.

"Pfft--" Yu Qiqi laughed, and then reprimanded her, "Stupid Ah Jian, you think she's as obsessed as you are!"

"Isn't the princess also a muscle..." she muttered in a low voice.

Yu Qiqi stretched out her hand and knocked her on the forehead. She used to be a hamstring, but after marrying into the East Palace, she was no longer. Otherwise, Nangong Yan would have caught her fault a long time ago.

Zhao Niang covered her mouth, "But for Wan Niang, the Crown Princess should be more careful." She has seen too many intrigues in the harem.

"I got it."

Yu Qiqi lowered her gaze, staring at the flickering candlelight in front of her eyes.

"Your Highness is angry with the Crown Princess again?" Lu Yin was adding incense to the censer when she saw Nangong Yan walk in from outside in a rage, and sat down on the bench.

The cold facial features became gloomy.

"What kind of concubine, she is simply a fox!" Nangong Yan clenched her hands tightly, the anger on her face did not fade away.

Hearing this, Lu Yin smiled, "Prince Princess always has a way to make you so angry." She walked over and gently rubbed his shoulder to calm him down.

"It's just that I've suffered for you, that you have been wronged for so long." Nangong Yan's palm touched the back of her smooth hand.

Lu Yin's clear eyes froze for a moment, and she replied softly, "Since I'm back, I won't be afraid of being wronged."

"Fortunately, you are sympathetic."

Nangong Yan rubbed her hand into his palm.After his mother concubine passed away, he could always find a place of peace with her.

A few days later, news spread in Yanjing that the prince of Nanzhao had been detained in Yanjing as a proton.

As soon as Yu Qiqi got the news, he immediately rushed to Nangongyan's Hall of Chenghe, but was stopped by Chu Peiyu halfway, and pulled her away from the corridor.