Chapter 32

"Is your back injury affected?"

Xiao Yiyuan took the cup in his hand, sipped the tea in the cup, put the cup down and asked casually.

"It's just a little pain. It's OK. Thank you for your concern."

Xia Jin slightly nodded to his direction.

Xiao Yiyuan didn't speak any more. He tasted his tea quietly. The gloomy cold color on his face made those who wanted to approach him flinch.

After a while, the eunuch at the door said in a high voice:

"Prince, Prince Lin, fifth prince, Princess Yuexuan, Princess letao..."

As the voice continues, all the people sitting in the hall stand up, and Xia Jin also rises with the public.

Among the five people who came in, the first man looked in his twenties, handsome, and seven or eight points similar to Xiao Yiyuan. He was wearing an apricot yellow Golden Dragon Robe with four dragon patterns and eight claws. His breath was dignified and mild.

Don't need to be introduced. Xia Jin guesses that this man is Xiao Yiyuan's eldest brother with his father and mother... His royal highness, Xiao Yichen.

The man behind Xiao Yichen is also handsome, but the enchanting Danfeng's eyes are a bit gloomy, which shows that the whole person has a kind of feminine temperament.

There are four adult princes of the emperor. She already knows the identities of three of them. The rest of them can only be the third son of the emperor, Xiao Yilin, King Lin.

Xia Jin turns her eyes and looks at a man and two women of the same age standing side by side behind Xiao Yilin.

In my mind, I recalled the news I heard from my maid when I was in king Qi's residence.

Xia Jin infers that the boy is Xiao Yi, the son of Rou Fei.

The other two girls, Xiao Xueyou and Xiao xueran, who grew up in the name of Princess Rou, were granted the title of Princess Yuexuan and princess letao respectively.

With all five people entering the hall, most of them knelt down.

Xia Jin ponders that she is just a grass-roots without official position. She breathes out and kneels to the ground.

"If you have a back injury, don't just kneel down!"

The deep male voice rings out, Xia Jin's arm is grabbed by Xiao Yiyuan.

"See your royal highness, king Lin..."

With the sound of a neat shout, Xiao Yiyuan loosens Xia Jin's hand, bows her hands, clasps her fist, and droops her head slightly. Xia Jin follows her example.

This curtain falls in Xiao Yichen's eyes, and his lips are slightly crooked. It seems that the rumors in the palace are not completely false.

The relationship between Xia Jin and Yi Yuan is really intriguing.

"You are free."

While Xiao Yichen talks, he strides in the direction of Xiao Yiyuan.

"Fourth brother, long time no see."

He first said hello to Xiao Yiyuan, and then turned to Xia Jin

"This must be Miss Xia Jinxia?"

"Xia Jin has met the prince."

Xia jinchong, the prince whose appearance is slightly similar to that of a star surnamed Zhu in the 21st century, bowed his head and pretended to be vino.

"Ha ha... Miss Xia, you don't have to be so polite. You made a secret weapon in the battle of Shicheng. To a large extent, you avoided the sacrifice of our officers and soldiers in the Dongqing Dynasty. You are a great hero of our Dongqing Dynasty."

"Your Highness is joking. As the people of the Eastern Qing Dynasty, these are the duties of Xia Jin. How can you praise him?"

Encirclement and aid is just a very common operational plan in war. It just adapts measures to local conditions.

As for the explosive bag, it's nothing mysterious!

Xia Jinhui, who is not charming, has the heart of Xiao Yichen. Thinking that some of his official positions are still lacking, he can't help feeling solicited.

"It's a blessing for Dongqing that Miss Xia can have this quality of mind and nature. If you like, I will go to the palace..."