"Strange, why is there a smell?" Slang wiped the tip of the nose to prevent the slang from closing the folding fan. "Wait! There seems to be something else mixed on this fan."

She Yao gave the folding fan to her, but she was not surprised at all: "His Royal Highness has been in contact with women, and it is no wonder that she has any fat powder smell!"

No slang, just sniffing the scent carefully, it didn't take long for me to realize: "I know sister! This fan is also doped with shadow spices!"

"shadow?"

"There is a record in the book left by Niang, the shadow spice is not used for women, but ... for pen and ink work!" Slang recalled Su Wanyue's comments in the book, "Niang said that if this spice If it is used for painting, it will have a different effect when immersed in water. Or sister, try to immerse this fan in water and see what changes? "

Bian Yao put the folding fan into the trickle of the backyard of Aofengtang according to the words. The original portrait of the beauty carved on the fan has not changed, but the black handwriting gradually appeared on each fan.

"Is that the hint left by that person?" Slang's slender fingers stroked these words and touched Yao Yao's heartstrings.

"Master said that Duan Ye had arranged for His Royal Highness to live in Hongxu Pavilion that night. Since the son asked me to go to the side of the palace to find him, it must be an acquaintance with the Prince!" Yao Yao thought that the noble son was very likely Knowing the Prince, I had a little more hope, and I couldn't stop feeling happy.

The slang did not have such joy: "The elder sister who will meet on the night of the elder sister's celebration is His Royal Highness, which I have only known recently. However, the person who holds the elder sister's fan leaves an inconspicuous mark and is vague. I sent a folding fan just to let my sister leave Aofengtang to see him at the residence. I think it's better to be careful with my sister. After all, Hongxue Pavilion is the residence of the Prince, except here, Xiangfu is an unsafe place! "

Wu Yao could not help feeling: "Slang, although you are three years old, you are not inferior to me in consideration of the problem. I am always impulsive when I am in trouble, and I cannot find a reason to think about it. This, I'm really ashamed! "

The slang is a bit stubborn. She deliberately changed the topic and repeatedly instructed Yao Yao: "Sister only spends more time practicing martial arts in order to protect me well! I realized this without studying all day long, so I can help with it. There are some older sisters. So in any case, do not leave without permission, or discuss with Brother Feng before making a decision? "

"Master has helped us ... It 's been eight years since I wanted to come. From now on, I 'm far away from Master and can no longer easily meet him. Everything depends on us, so ... do n't alarm Master Alright. "Yao Yao's mind was hovering" Hongxue Pavilion side hall ".

Yes, when her mother-in-law was alive, she enjoyed the endless love of her father and mother. After the disaster, he was under house arrest for eight years in Aofengtang. After meeting Aofeng, only revenge and martial arts were left in his life.

In addition to taking care of her sister and herself in the most basic way in her life, she is following the pride of martial arts day after day, and her hatred is burning at night.

It seems that these are the only motivation for her to survive.

However, it was only at this moment that she realized how much sense of crisis she would face in the face of Murong Lan, who had never met. There will also be Duan Qinqing who will face in the future. How much chance of winning can she win?

If she had relied on her father and mother before, then the independence that she thought these years was actually a greater reliance on Pride.

She, Su Yingyao, did not have a deep enough city to fight the enemy, and it was difficult to win by brute force alone.

Then, take advantage of this opportunity to face everything alone!

She became more and more afraid in her heart. Such a deep dependence, after she acknowledged it, would lead to resistance to the prince, and she could not hide it.

Nian Yao also stopped looking at the folding fan, neglecting her clothes when practicing martial arts, and said to her: "Slang, my sister's mind is determined. I'll go and get that night's clothes. Tonight ... ... Hongxue Pavilion side hall! "

Slang silently watching the back of Yao Yao turning and leaving, as persistent as she was, could not help but feel bad for her-such a fancy age, those people and things have turned her sister into what she is now.

She understands why Yao Yao went to see the prince, and she also understands Ao Feng's secret feelings for Yao Yao. She also understands that Yao Yao has shaken in Ao Feng's heart.

She just wanted to work hard for the last time, hoping that Aofeng could retain her and stop her, but her hatred had made her refuse to love.

Because, afraid of going through the same injuries as his mother, Su Bangyue.

That night, Yi Yan had been waiting in the side hall, but he was not alone.

There were twelve others dressed like him.

She Yao's current skills can completely bypass the guard's dark guard, but she doesn't want to leave for the time being, and can stay in an invincible place like Aofengtang to practice martial arts.

Just tonight, she has to leave here.

Unexpectedly, she went out of this forbidden area.

When she thought about how to avoid the numerous defenses of Hongxu Pavilion, she found that as long as it was on the way to the guard, there were fewer guards!

Sui Yao felt strangely in her heart, and at the same time she was inexplicably uneasy: What was the purpose of leaving it to me intentionally? Did you lead me here to catch you?

Thinking this way in my heart, the pace did not stop, resolutely rushed to Hongxu Pavilion.

The closer she got there, the more careful she was, and she sighed back and forth from the occasional slaves, lamenting that the clothes sent by the proud wind that day would not only line her elegance, but also help her to escape from spellcasting, without any inconvenience.

"Damn! Why do you think of Master again?" Wu Yao scolded herself annoyed, and when he looked up, he found that the side hall was brightly lit, and there was no one outside the hall.

Qi Yao slowed down, took a deep breath and headed towards the side hall.

Before the door could be opened, a force had opened the main door from the inside.

Tong Yao opened with the door banging and saw the scene in front of her-thirteen teenagers in exactly the same costumes at the table, on the hanging beams, in front of the window, on the couch or standing, or sitting or reclining.

"..." She was at a loss for a moment.

The thirteen teenagers in the room didn't bother her, and still were doing the same thing as before, as if no one had entered, and just opened the door just now, and the wind from where they came was blown away.

"I didn't expect that its owner came in person!" The voice sounded familiar.

Wu Yao turned his head back-junting nose, radian lips, eyes with playful smiles, and rare heavy pupils, exactly the same as the day!

"It's you ?!" Yi Yan thought he would wait for the sentence of Yao Yao, but he didn't.

From the beginning, the woman was at a loss, calmed down, and bowed down: "See His Royal Highness!"

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