Zheng Ji's smile was as bright as a flower, and his eyes seemed to be overflowing with smiles.
Obviously, this gift was sent to her heart.
When Song Zan saw it, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
For a person like Zheng Ji who likes to use swords and guns, it is really not difficult to give gifts and does not require any effort.
Just give something that most girls don't like.
Zheng Ji looked at the gift. It was a dagger. The handle of the dagger had the pattern of sparse branches of plum blossoms. It looked simple and elegant.
This dagger looks so familiar...
"Giving it to me?" She smiled, her tone was slightly hoarse, and it sounded different.
Song Zan nodded and said in a calm tone: "This dagger was specially made by me. I chose everything from the material to the pattern..."
He knew that it was easy to click and did not describe it in detail, which made people feel that his intention was particularly sincere and pure.
At the end, he said calmly: "I hope Your Highness will like this dagger and be able to use it."
The smile in Zheng Ji's eyes deepened, and he nodded and said: "I like it very much. Well, it can be used."
She motioned to Li Xing'en to put the box away, with a smile on her face as she looked directly at Song Zan's chest.
In the previous life, this dagger was inserted here. In this life... I don't know if it has the same purpose.
Of course she would accept this intention.
Being stared at by her like this, Song Zan felt proud and angry inside, and his expression became colder and colder.
Zheng Ji is really not shy. It's really rude to look at him naked like this in public!
If she wasn't the most favored princess by the emperor, he would have left her long ago.
He thought of the purpose of meeting Zheng Ji today, poured tea for her, and said casually: "Your Highness, is there any delay today? I was really worried while waiting outside the princess's residence."
Zheng Ji knew what he really wanted to ask as soon as he heard it.
At this time, Song Zan was still too young, the city was too shallow, and he didn't know how to hide it.
No, maybe it was because he didn't even want to hide it from her.
After all, she only has Song Zan in her eyes, and thinks everything he does is good.
So, she smiled and said, "It's nothing, I've just been dressing up for so long."
She replied casually and her tone was so matter-of-fact that Song Zan was stunned.
Before he could think of how to answer, he heard Zheng Jijiao smile and say: "It's not even two hours, and Brother Yuguang can't wait?"
of course!
Fortunately, Song Zan did not say these three words.
He looked at Zheng Ji and said calmly: "Of course not, I'm just curious. Speaking of which, I haven't received a letter from His Highness in a few days."
Zheng Ji picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I'm busy leaving the palace and opening a mansion, so I don't have time."
Song Zan was speechless again. She replied quite normally, but he always sounded unhappy.
It seems that there is another meaning.
Zheng Ji originally wanted to look at him, but she found that she had overestimated her endurance.
As soon as she saw Song Zan's face, she couldn't help but think of her past life, and her heart suddenly became filled with rage.
She was afraid that if she couldn't bear it anymore, she would attack Song Zan at this moment.
There’s no need to get your hands dirty now…
She restrained herself and looked away, casually looking out the window.
Song Zan was thinking about the deep meaning of Zheng Ji's words, and his eyebrows were filled with a trace of sadness, as if something was out of his control.
No, we can’t go on like this!
He composed himself and called out: "Your Highness..."
But Zheng Ji ignored him completely. She remained motionless and stared straight downstairs.
Opposite Fengan Tower, under two tall plum blossom trees, there was a carriage parked. The carriage was very ordinary, even crude.
What caught Zheng Ji's eye was a young man getting off the carriage.
He was wearing a green suit, with only a bronze medal with an animal pattern hanging on his waist. His waist seemed slender, not enough to hold in his hand.
It makes people wonder: What kind of face does such a person have?
However, Zheng Ji couldn't see it.
He was getting off the carriage with his head lowered. Only the top of his black hair could be seen, and the rest could not be seen clearly.
She knew that there were two twists on the top of his hair.
At this time, a sudden gust of wind blew by, and the boundless plum blossom rain fell, like flying snow, falling on his head and shoulders.
He paused for a moment, seeming to be very interested in these fallen plums, and picked one up from his lapel to look at it.
A middle-aged servant followed him, carefully wiping away the fallen flowers for him while still talking.
This scene made Zheng Ji's eyes heat up. She didn't blink, for fear of missing every slight movement of the man in green.
Although they were so far apart, she subconsciously held her breath as if she was worried about disturbing him.
At this time, the man in green seemed to notice someone watching him upstairs and slowly raised his head.
He caught Zheng Ji's gaze and finally revealed his face completely.
What's surprising is that a person with such a pure appearance actually has an ordinary-looking face!
The only thing worthy of praise is the eyes.
A pair of auspicious phoenix eyes, the eyeballs are extremely black, like pearls and jade on the side, shining brightly.
Meeting his eyes, Zheng Ji's heart suddenly beat rapidly, and his breath became disordered.
But she still couldn't bear to look away. This was the person she missed day and night but whose life and death were unclear. She suddenly appeared in front of her at this moment, which made her unbelievable and feared that it was just a dream.
I have been missing you for two lifetimes, but I still doubt you when I suddenly come to the window.
At this time, a noisy voice came from next to her, like a fly buzzing: "The carriage sign... these two are from the Du family in Xuanling."
It turned out that Song Zan saw Zheng Ji staring blankly downstairs, so he followed her gaze and saw this scene.
He was a little confused and didn't understand what there was about such an ordinary-looking young man that deserved her to take a closer look.
Jingzhao can catch a lot of such ordinary people.
The middle-aged servant, on the other hand, has a majestic and vigorous appearance, and looks quite majestic, much better than the young man.
To be honest, neither of these two people caught Song Zan's eyes. What really caught his eye was the carriage.
To be precise, it is the word "Du" on the top of the carriage.
Wood on the left is earth on the right, and the color is black. This is the symbol of the Jingzhaoxuan family.
He thought for a moment and said, "I heard that Taifu Du's youngest son has returned from Hedong. I haven't seen him yet. Could it be that he is Taifu Du's youngest son?"
However, he didn't hear Zheng Ji's response for a long time. When he looked again, she was still looking at the two people intently.
Seeing this, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness, do you know him?"
Zheng Ji shook her head, her eyes a little vacant. She had to use all her strength to control herself and not lose her composure.
She didn't look at Song Zan and said calmly: "I don't know him. But..." She changed her tone and said with great interest: "You said he is the youngest son of Taifu Du?"
The next moment, she said: "Then go try it out!"
After saying that, before Song Zan could react, she stood up.
Song Zan was stunned and didn't understand what she wanted to do.
While he was hesitating, Zheng Ji had already run downstairs and stopped Du Fengju with his hand.
