Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

This little bit of subtle hints and seduction is quite interesting.

That touch of bright red seemed to touch Xiao Huanzhi's heart. He raised his head to look at Zhu Baishao's face hidden under the hood, and became more and more curious about her appearance.

A frosty woman actually likes to wear nail polish?

One of them was concentrating on solving the chess game, while the other was looking at the other with interest, and time passed by inadvertently.

Zhu Baishao put down the chess piece and sighed softly, "The chess game has three disasters, each one is repeated, so it can only be a draw."

The corners of Xiao Huanzhi's lips curled up. He did this on purpose.

"it's a pity……"

He paused for a few seconds very deliberately, then changed his tone and suggested with a smile: "How about I tell you the truth about the extermination of the Zhu family, and you show me your true face?"

I wish Bai Shao to be silent.

This son of destiny almost wanted to become a monk. She tried to find a way to arouse his emotions. Now it seems that she has been initially successful?

Seeing that she was silent, Xiao Huanzhi placed his fingers on the chessboard and tapped twice, saying, "Ten years ago, the Zhu family was a staunch supporter of the late emperor. They were dissatisfied with the late emperor letting me supervise the government before his death, so they made things difficult for me."

"However, the extermination of the Zhu family was not my fault, but a frame-up by my political enemies... The ups and downs of officialdom and the struggles in the officialdom are full of crises and every step is thrilling..."

"It's like you and I playing chess. If we make a wrong move, we lose the whole game."

pat-

Xiao Huanzhi threw a chess piece onto the chessboard, disrupting the game.

Zhu Baishao paused for a moment, as if she was saddened by the thought of the Zhu family being wiped out, and then she reached out and took off her hood.

His forehead was as smooth as jade, and beneath his dark eyebrows were a pair of eyes like a lonely star on a cold moon, clear and sharp.

It was not much different from what Xiao Huanzhi had imagined.

But the black veil covering the lower half of her face was a bit of an eyesore.

"Why not take them all off?" Xiao Huanzhi's phoenix eyes flickered as he whispered.

Facing Xiao Huanzhi's inquiring gaze, Zhu Baishao's eyes remained cold and clear, "Your Highness said half, and I will keep the other half."

Xiao Huanzhi stood up, his voice as clear as a jade stone, and he spoke lightly, "The real culprit behind this is the prime minister and several important officials in the court. Are you sure you want to listen?"

Zhu Baishao's face suddenly changed when he heard this. He stood up suddenly, frowning slightly, "Prime Minister?"

If it was the Prime Minister who did it, then she has been under the control of her enemy for the past ten years...

Xiao Huanzhi's eyebrows moved slightly. It seemed that the girl in front of him stood up too quickly. Maybe the black robe was too loose, and the small clothes inside were not tied tightly...

From his condescending perspective, the moment the girl stood up, under her jade-white neck, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was hidden under her pink and white tube top, dazzling the eyes.

Xiao Huanzhi's long eyelashes trembled, and his eyes flickered. His clear eyes lingered on the teardrop mole at the corner of Zhu Baishao's eyes. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Don't you want to take off the mask?"

Zhu Baishao lowered her eyes, her long, curved eyelashes hiding her expression, and whispered, "Thank you, Your Highness, for disturbing me during this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he put on his hood, dodged through the rockery trees and flowers, and ran over the wall.

Xiao Huanzhi seemed to have not expected that someone with such a cold and aloof personality would choose to cheat and run away, and a rare look of surprise appeared on his face.

After a while, he laughed softly.

……

The next day, it was bright.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard on the bluestone pavement of the long street where the Prince Regent's Palace was located. Xiao Huanzhi was riding on a tall horse with shiny black fur, and was heading towards the palace, surrounded by two teams of brocade-clothed guards who were also on horseback.

On the back of one of the guards' horse was a small man covered in blood. It was Jiang Tang.

Today, Xiao Huanzhi was wearing a black robe with dark red patterns, and a black cloak on the outside, and he was riding in the lead.

His somewhat complex facial features became even more charming and eye-catching under the sunlight.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but the bright and narrow phoenix eyes under his sword-like eyebrows were extremely indifferent, and he didn't pay any attention to the things around him.

Awe-inspiring without being angry.

When the carriages and sedan chairs along the way saw the Regent traveling from afar, they involuntarily moved to the sides. The common people also lowered their heads, in awe, and did not dare to look any further.

Xiao Huanzhi rode his horse slowly into the palace. Even the guards behind him did not dare to stop him, nor did they dare to ask who the person covered in blood on the horse's back was.

Xiao Jingchuan stood at the gate of the magnificent palace, looking at Xiao Huanzhi who was riding a horse down the steps. His eyes were deep and fierce.

But when Xiao Huanzhi came closer, Xiao Jingchuan changed his appearance to be obedient again, bowed and said, "Uncle."

The fingernails of the hands under the dragon robe dug into the flesh. How could the emperor in the world greet the prince first? ?

Xiao Huanzhi nodded slightly, "Your Majesty."

He spoke in a light tone, without even getting off his horse, and simply waved his hand, and the guard threw the blood-covered Jiang Tang under the imperial steps.

"Well……"

Ginger groaned in pain.

"If your majesty has no one under his command, you can tell me... a child of eight or nine years old? For the first time, cut off her hands and feet as a small punishment and a big warning."

After saying this, he pulled the reins and rode away, and the several riders behind him also dispersed like the tide.

Only Xiao Jingchuan, whose expression was becoming increasingly sinister, and Jiang Tang, who was wailing on the ground, were left.

……

All actions reside.

Bi Tao hurried back and went straight to Zhu Baishao, who was sitting on a small stool under the eaves. She leaned over and said, "An assassin was caught in the palace yesterday, and the regent has taken him to the palace... It seems that there are more than just us watching the palace."

"Cough cough."

The sudden cough startled Bi Tao. She stood up straight immediately and looked back. Wen Yan, dressed in white, was standing at the corner. She didn't know when. She didn't know whether he heard what she had just said.

"Uncle."

"Brother Yan."

Zhu Baishao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head towards the direction of the voice and called out softly.

There was a cluster of green bamboo embroidered on Wen Yan's collar. He walked slowly closer, as if there was a fresh fragrance of green bamboo floating in the air.

"There's no sun today, and it looks like it's going to rain..."

He didn't ask anything else, but instead looked at the dark clouds gradually covering the sky.

Zhu Baishao tilted her head when she heard this and said with concern: "Brother Yan is not in good health. If the weather is bad, it is better for him to stay in bed and rest more..."

Bitao retreated quietly.

Wen Yan frowned slightly and shook his head, "That's why I want to go out more often, at least it will make me feel better..."

"By the way, I have already set the wedding date. It will be on the fifth of next month. It is an auspicious date. What do you think, Qingxu?"

Wen Yan looked at her inquiringly, as if he wanted to truly understand her thoughts.

The fifth of next month? Then there are still twenty days left...

Zhu Baishao lowered her delicate head slightly, her face flushed, and even the white silk tied around her eyes seemed to be stained red because of the girl's shyness.

"Well, I'll listen to Brother Yan..."

Wen Yan pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Who is she? Why is she pretending to be Lin Qingxu? A spy? A killer?

"It's been a few years since I last saw Qingxu dance. I wonder if Qingxu can dance?"