The martial arts training room of the Beihai Palace is located in the outer courtyard, separated from the academy by only a wall.
Far away, I heard the laughter of a rough young man: "Today is really an eye-opener for us. Captain Murong is the best master of the Imperial Guard, and Cousin Jing's skills are ranked first in the clan.
The two tigers are fighting each other today, which makes people’s blood boil just thinking about it.”
The other man's voice was much gentler and more casual: "We just have nothing to do and come to see the excitement. Cousin Jing, Colonel Murong, doesn't need to distract us."
Zhao Xiyan frowned slightly, stopped and glanced at Xu San.
Xu San lowered his voice and said: "It's the Crown Prince of Xihe and the Crown Prince of Yingchuan."
Prince Pengcheng, Prince Pingchang, Prince Hanyang and Prince Hanyang were cowards and did not dare to leave the palace. Xu Jing and Prince Yingchuan, the crown prince of Xihe, were very courageous and took photos out of the palace once every half a month.
Today I even took the initiative to come to Beihai Palace to join in the fun.
Xu San lowered his voice, but he couldn't hide it from the experts with keen ears.
"Who is outside?" Xu Jing asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Xiyan said nothing and continued walking inside.
Xu San had to clear his throat and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Zhao is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, the two figures moved almost at the same time and rushed out.
Xu Jing took a step further away from the door and came out faster.
The young man who was a little slower stopped walking after leaving the martial arts training room, and his forbearing and intense gaze fell firmly on the girl who was walking slowly.
It was now the twelfth lunar month, the weather was freezing and the wind was blowing against my face.
The girl is wearing a light purple silk coat, her fair and slender neck is surrounded by pure white fur, and her embroidered shoes are looming under the sky-blue skirt. A corner of her red cloak embroidered with lotus flowers was blown up by the cold wind. Her clear black eyes
The eyes are like two clear springs.
Even if he is unhappy or in a bad mood, he still behaves calmly and elegantly.
There seemed to be a fire burning in Murong Shen's heart, and only he knew the burning longing and suffering.
I originally set my heart on Mingyue, but Mingyue only has a sweetheart fiancé in her eyes.
Xu Jing rushed to Zhao Xiyan and said with a flattering smile: "Sister Yue Ya'er, why are you here suddenly? Didn't I ask Xu Erwu to send you a message and tell you not to come over today?"
Zhao Xiyan glanced at Xu Jing and sighed softly: "You said before that you would never lie to me."
Xu Jing apologized with a shy face: "It's just this one time, it won't happen next time. Sister Yue Ya'er is a kind-hearted girl, so she will definitely not argue with me, right?"
Zhao Xiyan glared at him, saying she had to save some face for him in front of outsiders, so she kept silent.
Murong Shen looked at this scene and was so jealous that he almost went crazy.
In his previous life, when Zhao Xiyan was around him, she was always cold and a little sad, rarely showing a smile. Let alone being as light-hearted and blameless as she was now.
It's not that she doesn't know how to act coquettishly, it's just because the person in her heart is not him.
…
God!
It turns out that the rumored Miss Zhao Liu is so beautiful!
Prince Xihe and Prince Yingchuan, who came out a few steps late to join in the fun, swallowed almost at the same time.
No wonder Murong Shen wanted to steal love with a sword!
Even they, who were used to seeing beauties, were shocked by Zhao Xiyan's appearance. This kind of beauty was neither domineering nor intense, but it was like an all-encompassing wind blowing towards them, making them unable to resist.
Prince Xihe couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "If it were me, if anyone dares to think too much, I'll chop him with a knife."
Prince Yingchuan nodded in agreement.
Xu Jing had very sharp ears, but at this moment he pretended not to hear, turned around and said with a smile: "Two cousins, this is my fiancée."
Zhao Xiyan bowed her hands and said, "I have met the two princes."
Prince Xihe, who has always had a higher eye than the one with the worst temper, was extra polite today: "Miss Zhao Liu, please get up quickly."
Prince Yingchuan also changed from his usual sarcastic habit and answered with a smile: "You and cousin Jing have decided to get married. You are our future sister-in-law, so there is no need to be so heretical."
Zhao Xiyan stood up, smiled slightly and said, "When I enter the Xu family, I will serve tea to my two brothers."
Prince Xihe rushed to respond: "That's for sure. We have a deep relationship as brothers, and we will have to move around frequently in the future."
Prince Yingchuan smiled and said: "On the day cousin Jing gets married, we have to recommend ourselves and be the wedding envoys together."
Prince Xihe smiled happily and nodded in agreement.
Xu Jing felt so regretful!
If I had known earlier, I really shouldn’t have invited Murong Shen to the palace. The palace was well-informed and there was no way to hide it from anyone. These two cousins deliberately came to join in the fun, and ended up bumping into Zhao Xiyan. Look at those two pictures that make people laugh.
An awkward face.
Murong Shen didn't say anything, but those eyes never left Zhao Xiyan.
What troubled Xu Jing even more was what came next.
While they were exchanging greetings, a soldier hurried over and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your Royal Highness has come to the palace."
What?
Everyone was shocked.
Murong Shen's brows twitched. This short-lived prince had just "fainted" a few days ago. Why did he come to Beihai Palace instead of staying well in the palace?
It would be terrible if she had inappropriate thoughts after meeting Zhao Xiyan. Not to mention that Zhao Xiyan was not married yet, even if she married into the Beihai Palace, she would not be able to resist the illustrious imperial power.
Xu Jing was calm. Having been with the prince day and night for several months, he knew the prince's thoughts very well. The prince was afraid that he would not be able to defeat Murong Shen, so he came to support him specially. Maybe he would also take the opportunity to go to Su's house and meet him.
My sweetheart, cousin Su Jin.
Xu Jing smiled at Zhao Xiyan and said, "The prince's cousin is here. Come with me to greet him."
Zhao Xiyan nodded with a smile.
Although no one noticed, Murong Shen still felt a bit ashamed and angry that he was a villain. He forced himself to suppress it and went with everyone to welcome the prince.
In this life, this was the first time that Zhao Xiyan met the prince.
The sixteen-year-old boy has a handsome face, and his complexion shows the unique gloominess of being sick all year round. He has a gentle temperament and speaks very casually: "Everyone, get up."
The sickly young man took a look at the unrivaled beauty of the future Princess of Beihai. He was a little surprised. He smiled and said to Xu Jing: "No wonder you never bring your future sister-in-law into the palace. I would have to hide such a beautiful girl."
Lest others see and covet you."
As he said that, he glanced at Murong Shen intentionally or unintentionally.
Murong Shen had never put this short-lived prince in his eyes, so he had to avoid his sharp edges and quickly lowered his head.
This move alone made Zhao Xiyan fall in love with the prince.
No wonder Xu Jing always had a bad feeling when talking about the prince. Knowing that the young man in front of him would die young but unable to do anything about it, this feeling was really uncomfortable.
Xu Jing grinned and reached out to hold the prince's arm in a familiar manner: "It's rare for my cousin to leave the palace. Let's go to the martial arts room first."
The prince smiled happily: "You and Captain Murong compete in martial arts, and I will also watch."
