Chapter 217

The first ray of sunlight in the morning poured into the room from the window, and the mottled shadow fell on the gossamer tent, rippling with the wind, like waves of water ripples.

Zhao Wanxi opened her eyes. The position beside the bed was getting colder and colder. The man walked quietly, but she didn't notice.

Today is the engagement day of Leng junao and Ouyang Changluo. Thinking of this, Zhao Wanxi is in a bad mood. She looks at the ceiling and doesn't want to get up.

"Miss Wan Xi, the Empress Dowager sent a message and asked if the little prince was better? If the fever subsides, let Miss Wan Xi send someone to her in the afternoon. Today, the seventh Prince and princess Changluo's engagement banquet will be attended by the little prince. "

It's really a pot that doesn't open. In a word, it doesn't let her be quiet!

"I see."

On the day of the seventh Prince and princess Changluo's great joy, the emperor went to the Chaoyang palace for a banquet for three days. Yunzipei went early in the morning and asked Zhao Wanxi what she meant before leaving --

"Wanxi, do you want to go with her?"

"I won't go. I'll take care of lin'er in the morning and send him to Cixin palace in the afternoon."

Yunzipei didn't ask for it either. He shrugged bitterly: "if you don't have to, I don't want to go."

She didn't want to see her cousin and princess Changluo hold an engagement ceremony.

In the afternoon, Zhao Wanxi plans to go to Cixin palace with lin'er in her arms. She finds that there are almost no people on the outside. It must be that there are not enough people on the other side of Chaoyang palace. All the servants and maids of all the palaces have gone to help.

Walking in front of her, she always feels that someone is following her. Zhao Wanxi holds lin'er in her arms, which makes her feel a little timid. She is not afraid of it alone. She is afraid that if something happens, she will hurt lin'er in her arms.

Zhao Wanxi deliberately quickened her pace. If she could arrive at Cixin palace earlier, she would be safe.

She quickly walked a few steps, but still felt like a ghost figure chasing, suddenly turned back, clearly saw a shadow passing by, hiding in the bush.

"Who!"

Zhao Wanxi is brave enough to drink coldly, but her apricot eyes are turning to observe the road and see if anyone passes by. Unfortunately, there is no place she can reach along the way. She has to rush to the mercy palace with lin'er in her arms.

There was no trace in the breeze, and there was no movement in the shadow of the bush. Zhao Wanxi took a deep breath, picked up lin'er, turned around and ran.

As if seeing her intention, the shadow in the Bush flew in the air and cut off her way in a few seconds. As soon as the man raised his hand, two men in black came out of nowhere, holding marijuana bags to her left and right.

Looking at the bad situation, Zhao Wanxi called for help in the direction of Cixin Palace: "help! help! Someone is going to catch the little prince... "

At the same time, Zhao Wanxi did not forget to pinch lin'er's little fat leg, wailing almost at the same time, lin'er's loud voice is better than Zhao Wanxi.

It seems that the man in black, the leader, did not expect to make such a big noise. The only way to make a quick decision is to see the mercy palace in front of him.

When he made a gesture, Zhao Wanxi and lin'er were already covered with the sacks in the hands of the other two men in black. The light in front of her disappeared in an instant. She could only cry for help in a loud voice. Through the thick sacks, she got two feet on her back. Obviously, this was a warning from the man in black.

Lin'er's cry is getting louder and louder. Zhao Wanxi tries to wrap him in her arms and help him block the fists and feet of the man in black with her own body.