"What do you think of the Queen Mother?"
When they arrived at Jingxin'an and met Princess Yong'an, Princess Cheng was still in disbelief that Queen Mother Guo wanted to choose a concubine for the prince.
The prince is only ten years old. If you choose a concubine for him, she is also a child of the same age. What can you tell?
Princess Yong'an took a pair of delicate flower scissors and trimmed a pot of azaleas from years ago. She sneered, "What else can you think about? No matter who is chosen, he should take advantage of his young age so that he can be taught and manipulated."
Yan Jiaojiao sat quietly on the bed, curiously looking at the place where Princess Yongan lived.
This is the cleanest small courtyard in Jingxin Temple. Perhaps it was because noble women often came here, so they were kept very elegantly.
It was said that he was here to chant sutras and pray for Empress Dowager Guo, but judging from the room in front of him, it was spacious and spacious, and all the utensils and utensils were of excellent quality.
If there is any difference from the Princess Mansion, it is probably the Guanyin statue in the hall.
However, looking at Princess Yong'an looking so relaxed and comfortable, it seems that she has not really recited the sutra.
Princess Cheng and Princess Yong'an sighed with emotion, went back to Suzhai, and asked people to count the things they brought and put them away.
Princess Yong'an urged the princess: "The weather is short, you should return to the city quickly."
Pretending to ignore that Yan Jiaojiao was still in her arms.
Princess Cheng reached out and grabbed her goddaughter, glared at the eldest princess angrily, and said, "This place is no better than your princess' mansion. You should be more careful when you live here."
Princess Yong'an nodded indifferently and watched as Princess Cheng took the Ninth Prince and Yan Jiaojiao into the carriage and left.
On the way back to the city, Yan Jiaojiao became tired, shrank her body into Princess Cheng's arms, and gradually fell asleep.
When he was sleeping deeply, Yan Jiaojiao was awakened by a sudden weightlessness.
She opened her eyes in confusion and heard Princess Cheng yell angrily: "What's going on!"
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard outside.
Yan Jiaojiao woke up instantly.
This is……
【Meet an assassin! 】
Today, Princess Cheng came to Jingxin Temple. Although she did not use the princess's etiquette to drive her, the carriage and horse regulations were not something ordinary people could use.
Moreover, there was a group of guards with knives following him outside the car.
Except for the assassin, Yan Jiaojiao couldn't think of anyone else who dared to make such noise outside.
She was a big-hearted person. Not only was she not afraid, on the contrary, she was a little excited.
Princess Cheng held Yan Jiaojiao in one hand and picked up the Ninth Prince who had rolled under the seat with the other hand.
"Is Aze okay?"
The Ninth Prince accidentally fell down and felt very embarrassed. He rubbed his arms and shook his head.
Princess Cheng was relieved to see that he was indeed not injured.
"Aunt Wang, what's going on?"
The Ninth Prince's hand rubbed back and forth on Yan Jiao Jiao's smooth forehead.
He remembered that when he was very young, he was scared and his mother would rub his forehead to comfort him.
Princess Cheng opened the curtain with one hand, and the guards outside were already fighting with three or four masked men whose identities were unknown.
The coachman was trembling with fear and blocked the door.
"Young man, it's okay." Princess Cheng came from a family of military commanders and had always been very courageous. Rao was facing the assassin without any fear at all.
[My godmother’s psychological quality, I praise her! 】
[If it were any other female family member, they would have been frightened and cried, right? 】
Yan Jiaojiao stretched his neck and looked outside.
assassin!
There are not many opportunities to see it!
Just looking at it, I felt something was wrong.
Although Princess Cheng only brought a dozen guards with her, the Ninth Prince also brought six with him when he came out of the palace.
These dozen guards are all top-notch experts. Normally, dealing with ordinary assassins would be no problem.
What's more, there are only three or four people on the other side.
But the gray-clothed assassin's skill is obviously better than that of the guard.
But within a few moves, half of the guards had fallen.
Yan Jiaojiao's eyes almost popped out.
【Oh my god! 】
[Where did these assassins come from? 】
At this moment, she no longer had the fresh excitement she had when she first met the assassin, and she desperately thrust herself into Princess Cheng's arms, wishing she could become invisible.
【terrible! Mother...]
Princess Cheng pulled down the curtain, narrowed her phoenix eyes, and looked at the situation outside with cold eyes.
Just in this moment, several more guards fell.
At this time, only one guard from the palace and three masters from the palace were left in front of the carriage.
But these four people are also more or less lucky.
Everyone knew about the current situation that these four guards could not stop those assassins.
The Ninth Prince couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.
The bright sword with blood was right in front of him, and the smell of blood hit his nostrils.
He is still a child and can be afraid.
But the Ninth Prince still used his small body to block Princess Cheng and Yan Jiaojiao.
No matter how young he is, he is still a prince and a man.
At this moment, you must not show any fear!
"Get out of the way!"
Princess Cheng pulled the Ninth Prince away and stuffed Yan Jiaojiao into his arms.
The Ninth Prince and Yan Jiaojiao felt their eyes blurred as Princess Cheng had already jumped out of the carriage.
She was so fast that she pulled out two big knives from nowhere.
Princess Cheng was in mid-air, slashing at an assassin with her two swords!
