The apricot trees in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion are blooming, and from the courtyard of the Xuanyu Pavilion, you can see the pink and white of the trees, which bloom brilliantly under the blue sky and white clouds. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Yue sat on the steps with her hands on her cheeks, but there was no scenery in her eyes. The little young master was left in the house by the eldest prince, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so he didn't let her in in the morning.

Xiang Ye said that he would not let outsiders enter the Xuanyu Pavilion, and now it seems that this is only for the next person.

Han Yue was very prejudiced against this eldest prince, not to mention that she had been beaten half to death by him when she first wore it, but said that her feminine appearance and his scathing tone made her dislike it very much.

"Xiaoyue, Yuxuan is hungry!" As soon as the door opened, the little master jumped out and shouted that he was hungry.

Murong Yuqing followed behind him, glanced at Han Yue meaningfully, and then walked out, and his attendant outside the door of Xuanyu Pavilion immediately stepped forward to wait.

"Little master, what is the eldest son looking for you?"

Han Yue asked tentatively. She guessed that it couldn't be a good thing, and Murong Yuqing's eyes were gloating when she parted.

"Brother doesn't want me to tell you!" Murong Yuxuan raised his chin arrogantly.

"Don't talk about pulling down, my sister doesn't know yet." Han Yue turned around and walked towards the small kitchen, constantly nagging Murong Yuqing in her heart, complaining that he had taught a child badly.

At the dinner table, Han Yue kept preparing dishes for Murong Yuxuan, with an attitude of not being sad or happy, ignoring and not asking, which made Murong Yuxuan feel bottomless, and his eyes looked at Han Yue from time to time.

"My brother said that you are my eldest maid, and the duty of the eldest maid is to serve closely, and you can also sleep before the crown ceremony, and you can be accepted as a concubine in the future, so that you can't leave me half a step later."

Han Yue's calm expression instantly collapsed, staring at Murong Yuxuan with wide eyes, thinking: Waiting? Dream! Okay, you Murong Yuqing, I didn't go to look for you, Han Yue didn't look for you, you came to the door first, and I was angry with my sister.

"Murong Yuxuan, let me tell you! If my sister hadn't seen you pitiful, I would have gone to the sea and the sky earlier, and you would have to calculate me? Hmph~ Do you think that my sister has a gentle temper, so you can pinch and knead it? ”

Han Yue slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table, put her hand on her waist and scolded: "Still a concubine? Even if you marry me as the main room, my sister can't look down on you, who do you think you are? still want to accept me as a concubine, you are just offering me to be the queen, and my sister still looks down on me. Murong Yuxuan, you can listen to me today, don't try to beat me, there is no door! ”

Murong Yuxuan looked at Han Yue, who was gushing, and was shocked in his heart.

"Brother said, your deed of sale is with me, you can't go anywhere else!"

"Hmph~ Can you see if I'm going?"

Han Yue turned around and left, her face already flushed with anger. The sound of her slamming the door made Murong Yuxuan sit on the chair behind him.

"Murong Gongzi?"

Suddenly, there was one more person in the room, dressed in a black power suit with a proud temperament like ice, and black eyes like mist and water looking at the person on the chair.

"Heimu, find someone to go to the yamen to complain, and say that the maid of the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion has escaped. gave a message to Fu Yin, and said that this maid could not be injured, and she needed to be sentenced to a sentence of not being allowed to leave Young Master Ben for life. ”

"Yes!" The answer is concise and clear, and he is not as cold as a subordinate. Murong Yuxuan smiled helplessly, the number one swordsman in the world was bound to the Prime Minister's Mansion for fifteen years, and he was indeed wronged.

Han Yue climbed over the wall and left, with nothing on her body. She just wanted to leave in a fit of anger, but she didn't know where to go when she really left the house, the small mansion couldn't go back, Murong Yuxuan knew that place, and she might bring someone over. After thinking about it again and again, she went out of the city directly, and when she got out of the city, she was allowed to fly.

ran all the way, Han Yue didn't care about it, and her bad temper was also left over from her previous life. She ran to the gate of the city in one breath and saw that the soldiers guarding the city still wanted to check the waist card, how could this be good?

Just when Han Yue was worried, he saw a carriage parked next to the pipe, and the cumbersome and exquisite carriage was pulled by two tall horses, and at a glance, he knew the extraordinary identity of its owner. Han Yue didn't think much about it and plunged into the carriage.

"Girl, is this?"

The owner of the carriage was a man in his early twenties, with a plain white robe tied by a black belt, and he sat cross-legged without losing his immortal temperament, with a pair of dark jewel-like eyes on his plain face, a stiff nose, and thin lips.

"Immortal help, the little girl must go out of the city today." In order not to be a concubine, she Han Yue must flee.

Immortals? Seeing that this rough woman is so able to speak, let's take her out for the time being!

I only heard someone outside the curtain ask, "Whose carriage?" ”

"The car of the eldest son of the Emperor of Xilong."

It seemed to be the voice of a coachman. Han Yue looked sideways at the man beside her, it turned out to be the prince of Xilong Kingdom, and she didn't know how this prince of Xilong Kingdom could appear in Kyoto, Nanwei Kingdom?

"Release!" As soon as she heard the guards say let her go, Han Yue's heart finally fell halfway, but the guards of the Southern Wei Kingdom were so lax that they didn't even lift the curtain to check.

"God help me!"

The eldest son of the emperor looked at the woman who was secretly glad in front of him, and he didn't know whose slave had escaped? Don't mess with it.

"Immortal, where are you going?" Han Yue saw that the atmosphere in the car was awkward, so she had nothing to say.

"In the next Yan language!"

Han Yue was stunned, did I ask your name? Fortunately, she knows how to look at the situation, she is under someone else's roof, and she is as she pleases.

"Yan Yu? Affair! Hahaha...... How could anyone have such a name? ”

Han Yue seems to have forgotten the identity of the eldest son of the emperor. However, Yan Yu was not angry, this name was teased since he was a child, only this time he was not disgusted, he felt that the woman in front of him was very real, and he didn't take him as a prince in his eyes at all.

"Are you daring?"

"Well, my sister has never been afraid of anything?"

"Sister?" A teenage little hairy child who calls herself a sister in front of a man who is seven or eight years older than her. Yan Yu felt that the girl in front of her was very interesting.

"Huh? Mantra, get used to it, get used to it. Sister, it's sister. ”

Han Yue sat cross-legged and began to look around. For the first time, she saw that the roof of the carriage was intricately made of carpenters, and the inner walls were decorated with dark cloth. The soft couch under Yan Yu has a low table in front of him, and the floor is waxed and maintained.

"What do you think?" Yan Yu asked curiously, since this car was given to him by his father, the woman in front of him was the first person to see his appearance.

"Ingenious, elegant and fresh, in line with your temperament!"

Han Yue sighed. In her heart, she admires the ancient craftsmen, handmade, exquisite!

"You're the first!"

The corners of Yan Yu's mouth rose, and his restrained and subtle smile made his immortal temperament change immediately, becoming as warm as spring March.

"What a beautiful man!" Oh, my God! This is the beautiful man in the true sense that Han Yuelai has seen since the son of the wing in ancient times. Although Murong Yuxuan is also handsome, that little kid hasn't grown yet, so it doesn't count!

Yan Yu smiled and smiled, this rough little girl was so funny, she could drool at herself so bluntly......