It is said that Princess Zhaoyang knows that her favorite person is in her cousin's Junce house, and she can't help but sneak out of the palace.

When Xiao Wang Ye was training, he could not be disturbed by others, so Zhaoyang had to wait.

Xing Qi kowtowed melon seeds with a sad face.

Princess Zhaoyang looked at the court. The young man in white held a bow and arrow in his hand. His cousin was upright and upright. His eyebrows were clear and proud, and his beautiful face was among the best in Beijing. Many women secretly agreed to this.

However, the young master in white is a different style, such as jade's face. Every part of his face is particularly delicate, which gives people a feeling of warmth and softness. His ink hair is bound by brocade hair, which is incomparable.

She crazily held her face and looked for a long time. Then she saw that her cousin didn't know what she was saying. Then she went to the back of the little boy in white, slightly attached to her body, holding each other's hand.

Zhaoyang, "..."

There was always something wrong with her staring at the scene.

But it's not weird.

Young master in white seems to be not used to such intimate posture, slightly turned his face, "little prince, this is not appropriate."

The man behind him looked cool and said, "what's wrong? You don't even take the bow and arrow in the right way. I've never seen such a talented person as you. "

Shen mubai, "..."

The other side slightly raised his eyebrows, "on the contrary, it is the fourth master of Yin who seems to have something to say, but what's so hard to say?"

She had no choice but to swallow in silence and try to ignore the other party's sense of existence.

If you seem to care about everything, it turns out that you have a problem.

Zhaoyang stares at silently for a long time, can't help but ask, "are they all like this these days?"

Xing Qiyi nodded with sadness on his face, knocked melon seeds, and sighed for a long time.

Princess Zhaoyang didn't understand the bitterness in his heart. She was so depressed that she really wanted to go up and pull them apart together.

But in a second thought, his cousin Xu was listening to the words in the palace that day, so he took care of Yin Yu.

If it's an ordinary person, my cousin doesn't even care.

In this way, Princess Zhaoyang is in a better mood.

Until the end of the training.

According to her orders, the maiden carried the food box prepared by the imperial cook.

"Yin Yu, this is the cake I specially brought for you from the palace." Princess Zhaoyang opened the food box and revealed the beautiful and exquisite cakes inside.

Shen mubai is so tired that his arms are not his own. Even if the food is in front of him, he is purposeful and powerless.

Her fingers are still shaking.

"Thank you for your kindness. Yin Yu accepted it."

Princess Zhaoyang was so sweet in her heart that she was satisfied just looking at the face in front of her.

But the sweetheart didn't do it, and said strangely, "Yin Yu, why don't you eat it? Isn't this cake not in line with your appetite?"

"Are you not afraid to be found if you sneak out of the palace?" A voice came.

The little prince stepped on his boots and raised his eyebrows imperceptibly when he saw the cakes in the food box.

Princess Zhaoyang skimmed her lips. "The palace is so stuffy that I'm going to get moldy all day." She saw that the little boy in white was tired and embarrassed, and complained, "cousin, Yin Yu has never taught martial arts since he was a child. Don't let him suffer too much."

Xue Rongyan took a look at the person she said, and said in a light tone, "if you are the general of this king, I'm afraid it's not so simple to practice."

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