There is a hidden princess in the palace

After all, at that time, Yunqi Jun's family had just emerged, and the Duke's Mansion sent Lian Qing to her bed, probably because they wanted her to give birth to a child like Liu Yanran, and with the power of the Duke's Mansion, they could spread the word Going out, the child is the new owner of Jun's Yunqi, so he recruited another army.

But it's a pity, the Duke's plan fell through!

Now he can only win over people again.

The few families stationed in the capital with the largest military strength are nothing more than Xibohou, Wuhou, and Yan Guogong...

Xibohou and the Duke's Mansion are on opposite sides, and the only ones that the Duke can win over are Wuhou and Yan Guogong. The old lady of the Jun family once told her that the most reliable relationship in a family is marriage. Junxi suddenly thought of Yan Wangbei and Situ Feiyun.

Yan Wangbei is engaged to the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Situ Feiyun probably hasn't completely given up on Yan Wangbei, if he wants to form an alliance, naturally it must be the marriage of the most favored children in the family to be effective.The Duke's Mansion and the two great families are unable to get married, so they have to find another way...

Take in the barbarians...

Jun Xi's face became ugly, and the hands under the wide sleeves could not help but clenched into fists.

She asked, "Aunt Mo, did my royal father die in battle back then, is there something else hidden?"

Grief flashed across Aunt Mo's face, and she bowed her head respectfully: "My lord, life is for the battlefield, and death is also for the battlefield."

Jun Xi looked at her quietly for a while, then raised his hand, the red phosphorus whip flew out, the strong wind howled, and rolled over a long spear on the opposite weapon rack, holding the body of the gun with bare hands, the tip of the gun gleaming coldly Pointing directly at Aunt Mo, her eyes are sharper than the point of a gun.

"Six equal bows, eight-foot spears, have you ever forgotten your determination?"

With the spear pointing, the world and the earth are hurting together, riding a horse to fight against the wilderness, and riding the horse back to sing and drink blood madly!

Outside Yanmen Pass, in the snow-white desert, what was the scenery of Jun's cloud riding in the past?

Aunt Mo's heart was full of blood, and she raised her eyes firmly: "If the princess can break the spear in my hand, then he is qualified to listen to that part of the past!"

Junxi shouted heavily: "Eight Treasures!"

Babao immediately threw a gun to Aunt Mo.

Aunt Mo didn't take Jun Xi's words seriously: "The princess is a bit reckless, you have been practicing Jun's tyrant gun for less than a month, and you are delusional about defeating me!" ?”

Jun Xi's eyes are as firm as a blade: "The Jun family dominates the spear, and the surname is Jun!"

Aunt Mo laughed: "It's crazy! The blood of the prince should be like this! I just don't know if the princess's marksmanship is as crazy as it is!"

Jun Xi stomped heavily on the ground with his heel, and jumped up into the air: "Then try it!"

This stab attack was fierce, Aunt Mo raised the gun and put it up, and she took a step back before shedding the force, she couldn't help but praise: "I underestimated the princess, and the future will not be restrained anymore!"

I taught her how to practice guns before, but after all, she still held back a little bit of strength.

Hearing what she said, Jun Xi didn't talk to her. Aunt Mo shot across the ground before she could stand still. They were all scattered with the tip of the gun as the center.

Aunt Mo frowned: "Is the princess still only hiding?"

Jun Xi approached her very quickly, and when the silver gun was about to hit Aunt Mo's arm, she blocked it with a gun. Jun Xi said: "Now I won't hide."

Without giving Aunt Mo any time to react, she turned the spear backhand, and a sharp spear danced out.

Aunt Mo said coldly: "Fantasy!"

Jun Xi didn't talk to her, but when Aunt Mo stabbed at her fiercely, she turned around and dodged, her body swayed very flexibly, Aunt Mo only felt a pain in her back, it was Jun Xi who hit her with the end of the gun .Aunt Mo looked back in amazement, and saw that the spear in Jun Xi's hand was like a swimming dragon, with more than enough advances and retreats, retracting freely, facing the spear to block it, it was obviously an upward thrust, but it instantly turned into a vertical strike, and Aunt Mo had to dodge in embarrassment.

However, she is extremely flexible in shooting, making it impossible for Aunt Mo to guard against her.

This tricky marksmanship, this way of fierce attack and heavy defense made it easy for Aunt Mo to think of someone.

In the end, Aunt Mo was caught flying the spear in her hand by Jun Xi in a dazed effort.

There was no sunlight this afternoon, so when the spear fell, the point of the spear did not feel glaring. Jun Xi squinted her eyes and flew into the air again. The silver spear in her hand slashed horizontally, and then Aunt Mo was broken in two by the flying spear.

When she landed, she held the spear beautifully and put the spear behind her back, and then she looked at Aunt Mo and said, "You lost."

Aunt Mo respectfully bowed her head and made a bow: "Princess."

The two words are still called, but something is different.

What was recognized before was her title of Princess Zhenbei Wang, but now it is her who is recognized.

Aunt Mo said, "Your master taught you this marksmanship, right?" Before Junxi could answer, she shook her head and laughed again: "It's rare that the master can teach others."

Doesn't Jun's Baqiang have no fixed moves?How did Aunt Mo see it? Jun Xi was slightly puzzled: "How do you recognize it?"

Aunt Mo took a few steps forward and picked up the broken gun, "Such a ruthless and domineering way doesn't look like a princess."

The implication is that a person's personality probably determines the trend of practicing Jun's family gun.

Jun Xi didn't know how to reply to Aunt Mo's words, but said, "He also learned from the Jun family's bullying gun?"

That him, of course, is Jun Chen.

Aunt Mo's eyes were a little more emotional: "Of course I learned it before. At that time, the prince personally taught it, and Kuang Shi and Yun Lie were the training partners..."

She heard Aunt Hu mention the wild lion, and she thought that those two were also the masters of Yunqi.

Jun Xi suddenly raised his head: "Aunt Mo, am I qualified to only talk about what happened back then?"

The sky was very high and far away, and the clouds looked very light. Aunt Mo slowly closed her eyes.

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Tang Yuan found out that since Jun Xi and Aunt Mo came back from gun practice, they have been very silent.

Because Junxi in the yard gave an order that idlers should not come near, and she didn't know what happened, so she could only say: "Princess, don't be discouraged, if you can't beat Aunt Mo this time, isn't there a next time?" ?”

Jun Xi just sat blankly in front of the stone table. She didn't hear what Tangyuan said, and Aunt Mo's words kept ringing in her ears:

"At the end of the year, the battle with the prince was supposed to be a certain victory, but the food and grass from the court had not arrived. The soldiers of the three armies were hungry for several days, and they couldn't lift their guns. How could they fight? The prince led his confidants to attack at night. After leaving the enemy camp, they grabbed food and grass and came back. Because there was not much food and grass, they only gave it to the soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield the next day. Who knew, after eating that meal, the soldiers went crazy and ate their comrades raw. In the last battle, the prince ordered to pour fuel outside the battlefield. He rushed into the enemy camp with those berserk soldiers, and let us ignite the flames outside the battlefield. Fire oil..."

"Is there poison in the food?"

"It's the Gu from Southern Border."

"Is this the reason why the father really died in battle?"

"The fire burned all the corpses into coke. We couldn't identify the prince. We only retrieved the prince's red soul gun from the battlefield..."

"Who is the imperial court escorting the food and grass?"

"Master of the Duke's Mansion."

……

"Princess? Princess? Princess!" Tang Yuan yelled against Jun Xi's ear, finally bringing Jun Xi back to his senses.

"What?" She looked at the glutinous rice balls.

Tangyuan's brows almost became pimples: "Princess, why are you sitting in the pavilion in a daze?"

"Think about something." Jun Xi tapped her fingers on the table, the southern border poison, the berserk soldiers, the death of her father... Someone set up a big chess game in front of her, but the fog in the chess game has not yet cleared. , and she couldn't figure out the connection between them.

It suddenly occurred to her mind that she had a sudden abdominal pain that night at the Duke's Mansion, and Jun Chen said that she was under the spell of witchcraft, could it be... what did Jun Chen know?

Wait for Jun Chen to come back and ask him again, Jun Xi rubbed his eyebrows irritably.

"Princess, what's bothering you?" Tang Yuan Xiaopang's face was full of worry, "It's windy in this pavilion, don't sit for too long, be careful of catching a cold."

Junxi got up and said, "Tangyuan, walk with me."

Tangyuan glanced at the untouched soup on the eight-treasure plate, and said regretfully, "But the princess...you haven't even had a bite of the pig's trotter soup they stewed for you!"

Junxi doesn't have the heart to drink soup now, so he just said: "Well, thank you for your hard work, the princess will give you a drink."

Tang Yuan's expression was very tangled.

Junxi rewarded her with the pig's trotter soup, she was very happy, but the princess she didn't take a sip of the soup she had boiled for a long time, and felt a little disappointed in her heart.

Hearing Junxi's words, Babao silently held the tray with one hand and straightened the small bowl with the other, filled a bowl full for himself, and drank it with peace of mind.

The glutinous rice balls were dumbfounded, and after a long while, they murmured: "I boiled that for the princess."

Babao looked calm: "The Princess doesn't drink."

Tangyuan was stunned, and it took a long time to find her voice: "So you just robbed me of my pig's trotter soup?"

Jun Xi found out that her two unreliable maidservants were fighting over a bowl of pig's trotter soup...

She thought silently, how much she had abused the two of them on weekdays to make them want to fight over a bowl of pig's trotter soup...

After a while, Tang Yuan rolled back with a round ball, "Princess, don't be so frowning. Drink a bowl of pig's trotter soup and you won't have any worries..."

It's as if pig's trotter soup buns cure all diseases.

Jun Xi pinched her bun face: "I'm very confused."

Tang Yuan thought that she was still worrying about Jun Chen, and the girl Huai Chun in the story book, didn't they all want to paint and recite poems, or show off a purse or something, so Tang Yuan had an idea in her head instantly: "Princess, why don't you go to embroider, embroidery is the most calming."

Embroidery... Embroidery?

Jun Xi thought about it. In the previous life, a disused concubine in Lenggong taught her embroidery. After working for half a month, she embroidered a pair of lovebirds into little yellow chickens tied with red cloth belts. She was so impressed.Jun Xi felt that she should not embarrass her own fingers, nor harm Xiu Niang...

She was not born to be the material for embroidery...

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