Your Highness, You Stole My Heart+Extra Story

Originally, if Fayi went out alone to investigate the case, a horse would be enough, but Peng Ji was traveling on behalf of the emperor to appease the refugees, so she couldn't go alone.

No matter how spacious the carriage is, the two of them feel very cramped in it, especially Fa Yi at this time.

She has not spoken to Peng Ji for several days, it should be said that Peng Ji has ignored her for several days.

Since that day, she finally found Peng Ji at the side hall, and after the two talked, Peng Ji stopped talking to her.

Although she was lying on a bed, Peng Ji couldn't bear to say a word, and when she couldn't talk to her, she had the ability to return her with her eyes and expressions. Sometimes when she was annoyed, her expression would change No more.

After that, Fayi stopped talking, and she was also very angry, obviously holding her heart and rushing to give it to her, but she wanted to put her heart on the ground and stomp it on the ground, the one who should be angry is herself.

Then let's not talk anymore, the two of them don't even have a look in their eyes now.

Under such circumstances, after the carriage traveled for dozens of miles, Fa Yi felt that the carriage was very narrow.

She couldn't stand the atmosphere, and shouted, "Zhuxiang."

The people outside the carriage responded, "My son-in-law, what are your orders?"

Fayi stood up and opened the curtain, "Zhuxiang, come in and serve His Highness, I'll sit outside." After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Zhuxiang to answer her, she got out of the carriage and sat between the groom and Zhuxiang. Down.

Seeing that the son-in-law's clothes were all touching her, Zhu Xiang was so frightened that she quickly got up and moved away from Fa Yi, but she had no choice but to get into the carriage.

Peng Ji originally sat in the carriage with her eyes closed to rest her mind. This was also a big habit of hers. When there was nothing to do in the carriage, she had to close her eyes, otherwise she would just feel dizzy.She had already heard the commotion, and now seeing that only Zhuxiang came in, she frowned and said: "Go and ask the son-in-law if it is sunny outside."

Before Zhuxiang could settle down, she hurriedly turned around and opened the curtain again, "My son-in-law, is it sunny outside?"

Just across the curtain, Peng Ji could hear clearly what Peng Ji said, "Huh, it's not drying at all, it's very comfortable." Although it was Zhuxiang who asked her, she stretched her neck to face Zhuxiang. said behind.

"Zhuxiang, come back."

There was a cold sound from the carriage, and then fell silent as the maid sat down.

Seeing that Peng Ji was silent again, Fa chatted with the driver next to him, "Hey, what's your name?"

The groom didn't seem to be afraid of her identity, and while driving the carriage, he replied calmly: "My son-in-law, the younger one is called Chen San, and he is the groom of the house."

Fa Yi didn't care whether her name was Chen San or Chen Wu at all, and said to himself, "It's a long road, let me tell you a story to relieve your boredom."

As expected, Chen San was not that servant who had no eyesight to see, and he didn't say anything he didn't dare to say. "My son-in-law is talking, my little one is listening."

Fa Yi spoke in satisfaction, not sure if she ate too much breakfast or something, her voice was extraordinarily loud, "There was a magistrate in the previous dynasty, whose ancestors sold pork, and it took three generations to cultivate a magistrate. Scholar, this scholar did not climb up to the position of prefect until he was almost fifty years old."

She coughed twice, moistening her throat.

The groom was very conscientious and hurriedly asked: "Then what happened next?"

"Then later." Fa Yi poked around in the carriage again, "later, on the day this scholar sat in the magistrate, his grandfather saw him put on the magistrate's official robe, so he took his family's ancestral butcher knife It was sealed and buried in the ancestral grave."

This groom was originally a clever man, but seeing the son-in-law kept looking back, and thinking about the rumors that the two masters love to have some petty quarrels, why can't they understand.It's nothing more than the son-in-law who wants to attract the attention of the princess.

It has long been heard that Fa Tingwei is ruthless, and that any prisoner who enters her yamen will peel off his skin if he does not die. Who would know that he is like this in front of his wife.

He finally got the chance this time, and he was able to follow along to do things for the masters, so naturally he had to perform well.

The groom showed a curious expression, "My son-in-law, why did the old man bury the ancestral butcher knife in his ancestral grave? Are you not afraid of offending your ancestors?"

The groom cooperated so well, Fa Yi noticed that there was still silence behind him, and felt very bored.

I was afraid that no matter what I said or did, that person would ignore me.She really couldn't figure it out, if she did something wrong, she should say it.

Being so silent, I am afraid that I will suffocate myself to death.

Fa Yi didn't intend to say anything at first, but thinking that the groom has been cooperating with him anyway, he will finish it in one breath.

Just as she was about to speak, someone lifted the curtain, and Zhu Xiang poked her head out, "My son-in-law, the sun is so high outside, why don't you go inside the carriage and have a cup of tea before telling stories." Zhu Xiang squeezed towards Fa Yi With a wink, he signaled that he was ordered to come out to invite her.

Fa Yi glanced appreciatively at the groom, then jumped up with her arms up, and she was standing on the carriage. Even though the carriage was still running forward, she stood still, unconsciously. He put on a smiling face and got into the carriage.

The one who catches the eye is Peng Ji who has opened her eyes to look at her, her eyes are scrutinizing, but her face is expressionless, Zhu Xiang only feels that she is tired from being a servant, and the two masters are arguing day by day, she You have to create opportunities for both of them all day long.