"Well, you... don't you like sweets?" the girl asked tentatively.
"No." After speaking, he took out a piece and tasted it, "It's not bad."
Ji Xiaoyao, who was peeking at the door in the study, was speechless when he heard this. Sure enough, he would never refuse anything Yun Ziyue offered, but he said that he would not eat sweets.
Heh, he has seen this man through.
"Try it all, I'm going to dispense the medicine for you."
"… it is good."
Seeing the girl's back disappear at the end of the corridor, Mo Jinyao returned to the study.
Ji Xiaoyao hurried to his seat and sat down, looking at the things Mo Jinyao was holding in his hand, he didn't forget to tease him.
"I remember someone said that they don't like sweet things. Why did you bring back a bag this time? It can't be for me."
Speaking like a bag in a man's hand stretched out his hand.
Before touching the side of the paper bag, Mo Jinyao dodged and opened his hand by the way.
"I just don't like to eat what you give me."
"..." Listen, is this what people say? Ma De, I really want to fall in love.
"Don't be poor, just keep watching."
Ji Xiaoyao finally corrected his expression. This is not a joke. If Nanling and Beidi really unite, they still have to make plans early.
Nanling Post House
Yang Xiyu went back to her room.
As soon as the door was closed, he sensed the aura of a stranger in the room, and a pair of peach blossom eyes shot to a certain place in the room.
"Since your Excellency has sneaked into the room of this prince, why don't you come out and see him?"
There was no movement in the room for a while, making people think that the world was talking to the air.
It took a while before finally there was a sound, and a figure in black clothes appeared in front of him.
Yang Xiyu looked him up and down. This man was wearing a mask, and he seemed to have some kung fu.
"I don't know why you came to my room?"
The reason why Yang Xiyu didn't call out was because it was useless to call out. This person's martial arts were superior to his, and it was easy to kill him. If he hadn't leaked his breath to him just now, he wouldn't have been able to find out.
"Someone asked me to send a letter to the prince, and the prince will understand after reading it."
Yang Xiyu took the letter, but the man disappeared before he could open it.
"Tsk tsk, with such skill, I'm afraid he is not from an ordinary family."
Opening the letter and reading it again, a frivolous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Muttered, "Mo Jinyao, Mo Jinyao, it seems that I am not the only one who misses you dead. Unfortunately, we are enemies, and we are destined to die. If you were born in my Nanling, I am afraid it would not be like this. What a pity..."
Yang Xiyu threw the letter into the incense burner, a treacherous light flashed in his eyes.
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"How about it, which one do you princes like to eat?"
In the courtyard, Yun Ziyue's eyes sparkled like falling stars.
Luo Xing looked embarrassed, "Princess, Ye Po said that the prince has tasted all those desserts and said they are all delicious."
"..." Yun Ziyue never expected such an answer, forget it, there are still a few days left, she is not in a hurry.
In the following time, Yun Ziyue concentrated on making purses.
But here comes the question again, what color does he like? Yun Ziyue scratched her hair irritably, it was the first time she was so serious about celebrating someone's birthday, she was inexperienced.
So in the next few days, the whole palace saw his princess sneaking into the prince's room while the prince was away, and then came out of the prince's room with a calm expression.
What's even more strange is that the three hidden guards surnamed Zhuang, who hadn't shown much before, had a very high chance of appearing in front of them recently, and sometimes they would whisper to each other and ask them some questions.
Everyone was puzzled.
Of course, Mo Jinyao also found out, but Ye Po looked at her prince as if she was deliberately cooperating with the princess. She would always go out for a while at a certain time, and even made everyone in the courtyard of the palace evacuate.
Ye Po was completely confused, what kind of fun is the prince and princess playing with
He asked Ji Xiaoyao, and Ji Xiaoyao told him earnestly after listening to him, you will know when you have someone you like.
Ye Po replies, doesn't the young master have no one he likes
Mr. Ji, I seemed to think of something for a long time, shivered, and stopped talking.
Fortunately, hard work paid off, after a few days of explicit and private inquiries, Yun Ziyue finally knew that Mo Jinyao liked purple and blue. ,
So Yun Ziyue started to work.
Ming Xia poked at the door every day, and pretended to cough when she saw the prince coming. Yun Ziyue in the room immediately stuffed the purse she was embroidering into the quilt, and picked up the book next to her. It's smooth and smooth, and it's done in one go, without a single flaw.
Mo Jinyao didn't expose her, but just smiled, "Little girl, the book in your hand is reversed."
Yun Ziyue. "..." So raw embarrassment.
She's never been so mean-spirited in her previous life.
The two nuns are quite pleased with this, their princess is capable of both literature and martial arts, a concubine and a delicate mind, their prince is blessed.
There is a peaceful atmosphere in the palace of Prince Chen, but outside the palace, a conspiracy is quietly brewing.
An inn somewhere in the suburbs of Beijing
A man in black was sitting in a private room on the second floor, and the door was slowly opened.
The people sitting inside didn't seem very surprised when they saw the person coming.
Walk slowly to the opposite side of the man.
"The prince doesn't seem surprised?"
"I'm thinking about who in the capital will call the next heir from Nanling. After thinking about it, it can only be the third prince of the current dynasty, His Royal Highness Cheng Wang."
That's right, the two were Yang Xiyu and Mo Wenli.
"I don't know why the prince asked me to come here?"
Mo Wenli secretly said, asking knowingly.
"The son is a smart man, so the king will stop beating around the bush. The father is old, and what the prince wants is the throne. I wonder if the son can help me?"
"Ha, my lord was joking, I'm just a little heir, how can I have this ability?" Yang Xiyu's indisputable face flashed with puzzlement.
Mo Wenli snorted secretly, but it didn't show on his face.
"Your Majesty, don't underestimate yourself. After all, we have a common enemy—the Prince Regent."
"..." Yang Xiyu was silent for a while, thinking in his mind, and finally said after a while, "I can cooperate with the prince, but I also hope that the prince will agree to the next two things."
"My lord, please speak."
"After the matter is completed, I want Yun Ziyue and the city in the south of the Yangtze River."
Mo Wenli gritted his teeth and said, "Okay."
Yun Ziyue, who was in the palace, didn't know that she had been used as a bargaining chip on the negotiating table.
At this moment, Yun Ziyue looked at the purse in her hand and frowned.
"Mommy, what pattern should I embroider on this?"
The one in Nanny Rong's hand was the pattern of Tenglong, while the one in Nanny Yan's hand was the pattern of irises, Yun Ziyue was tangled.
Tenglong represents power and status, and is the standard equipment of the royal family. Naturally, it is fine to embroider this, but