Chapter 96 (With the princess's immortal spirit...)

closed his eyes.after waiting for about two quarters of an hour, Chen Jingzong came back and saw her change into a white satin dress embroidered with blue lotus leaves, and her jet-black hair was pull..."usually the knife in the eye is thrown fiercely, but if it's not more than ten times, you don't have the strength"

Chen Jingzong rubbed Huayang's head and said helplessly.

Huayang leaned on his shoulder and exhaled feebly.

usually watching Chen Jingzong climb mountains and ride horses, he does everything with ease, as if it is not a difficult thing. Huayang really feels how powerful Chen Jingzong really is when it is his turn.

she was like a small Phoenix that could not fly. When she landed on the sycamore branch, she refused to move. Chen Jingzong had no choice but to help her with her arms.

after a while, he simply picked up Huayang and got out of the bed.

in the dead of night and the cold wind outside the window, Chen Jingzong walked around the house with Huayang in his arms.

in the end, Huayang was too cold, and the two talents returned to the account again.

I do not know how long, Chen Jingzong finally reluctantly moved away, saw her asleep, lying there motionless, Chen Jingzong smiled, pulled up Jin was covered for her.

when he stepped out of the bed, Huayang tilted his head lazily and watched him go to the washstand.

in the end, it was a cold winter, and he was also afraid of the cold. He wore trousers in medium clothes and a loose set of clothes, but he looked even more tall and straight.

after washing, Chen Jingzong changed a copper basin and poured warm water, wet the towels prepared in advance, and walked towards her.

on a winter night in the capital, it is freezing cold outside the window. Even if Huayang is a princess, she can't pay too much attention to it. She wipes her sweat off with a towel, and takes a bath when the sun is warm at noon.

she didn't want to move a finger, so Chen Jingzong waited on her like a servant girl.

Huayang kept her eyes closed until Chen Jingzong helped her get dressed.

when he was done, Chen Jingzong put out the light, went back to bed and hugged her in his arms.

he had a broad chest, and with the ups and downs of his breath, he emitted a wave of warm body breath that belonged exclusively to young military attache.

Huayang shrank towards him. As for the two Tang women who had been stuffed by the servant girls when they were making the bed, they had no idea where Chen Jingzong had thrown them.

pointing at the corners of her lips, Chen Jingzong asked, "I don't want to show off, but were you a little proud of our victory"

Huayang blinked and said, "it's not enough to be proud. I'm content not to lose face with my father, and the next time we fight, your method will certainly not work. Lord Liu and his cousin will unite more health stations."

Chen Jingzong: "if you don't tell me, I almost forgot that Qi Jin is your cousin. What's his rank this time"

Huayang: "I don't know. I don't count Jinwu's avant-garde score. I only know the ranking of these three guard stations where you came to the stage."

Chen Jingzong: "do you know the score of our health office"

Huayang: "well, Wanyi has always helped you remember that if she hadn't recognized the ten soldiers, she might have known exactly how many points each had won."

Chen Jingzong: "sure enough, I'm still a niece. I've been sleeping for you for two years, and you haven't scored for me."

Huayang subconsciously pinched his waist, but forgot that Chen Jingzong had almost no fat, so she screwed it empty again.

Chen Jingzong held her hand and kindly suggested: "if you want to twist, twist your fart. / share, there is a lot of meat here."

Huayang pulled his hand back and pushed him angrily: "go to sleep!"

"I haven't hugged for three nights, so hold me a little longer." Chen Jingzong pressed the person into his arms again. "you don't know. In the past, you hated me for not being clean, and I thought you were delicate. This time I slept in a big bunk for three nights at the Wei Institute, and I was scared by the smell of their ten feet."

Huayang doesn't want to hear these disgusting things at all: "can we talk about something else"

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Chen Jingzong: "what do you want to hear"

Huayang thought for a moment and asked, "Father Emperor asked the doctor to treat him as tall and strong. What on earth is wrong with him"

Chen Jingzong repeated Taiyi's words.

he spoke in a relaxed tone and was glad that Gao Dazhuang was able to recover, but Huayang remembered that in his previous life, more than five thousand men of Chen Jingzong and Daxing Zuowei were almost wiped out, and only a few dozen soldiers survived because they were injured in the previous battle and did not take part in the battle.

Huayang hugged him slightly.

he never said that again in his life, and she wouldn't let him die early on the battlefield.

as long as the father is alive, the fool of the King of Yu will not dare to rebel!

in late winter, there was a heavy snow in the capital.

on this day, Wu run of Princess House sent a message to Huayang.

Huayang changed into a less conspicuous dress and went out with two servant girls, because the princess's car was too ostentatious, and Huayang used Chen's carriage.

Qianmen Street is the busiest place in Beijing, and boudoir girls often come here to shop with their mothers or a few sisters in boudoir.

the carriage stopped slowly in front of a satin shop.

A guard dressed up by the people approached the carriage and said something to Chaoyun, who was standing beside the carriage. Chaoyun got on the bus again, and said to the master, "Princess, Miss Han has gone to the Duobao Pavilion in front of her."

Huayang nodded.

Chaoyun ordered the coachman to drive the carriage to Duobao Pavilion.

when he arrived, Huayang put on his veil and got out of the carriage.

towards the end of the year, some people's families have already begun to prepare New year's goods, and for the rich, they have to buy some new jewelry for the girls so that they can be a decent guest.

therefore, the Duobao Pavilion is still very lively at the moment, with half of the girls not out of the cabinet and half of the young women.

Chaoyun looked at the crowd in turn according to the words of the guard, with a pink skirt, red tourmaline hairpin, round cheeks and slender figure.

suddenly, he looked at the cloud, approached the princess and whispered, "that's Miss Han."

Miss Han, whom she called Miss Han, was standing at the counter with a young woman looking for jewelry with her back to the master and servant of Huayang.

Huayang led the way towards the clouds and the moon.

she looked down at the jewelry placed inside the counter and only looked at Han bottle with the afterlight.

Han Ping er is the daughter of Han Qianhu, a 14-year-old from Jin Yiwei.

Han Ping'er of a previous life will be selected into the palace as a Xiu daughter in February of the next year. She won the favor of her father and became a concubine in just three months, and then was found guilty of her father's death on her, giving Bai Aya three feet and a bad fate.

at that time, Huayang never met Princess Rong. She had no interest in the women of her father, especially those who were younger than her. Even if she had a chance to meet, Huayang would deliberately avoid it.

Huayang doesn't want to see them, but she doesn't hate or resent them. Even the mother doesn't care who her father loves. Huayang doesn't need to care. What's more, she actually has some sympathy for these 15-or 16-year-old girls. No matter how honorable the identity of the father is, he is more than 50 years old. maybe he is handsome when he is young, and he is like that when he is old. He does not even have the spirit of his father, Li Taiyi and others, and his beard is sparse.

Huayang is filial to his father and hopes that he will live a long life, but if his father is only a strange man in his fifties, Huayang really doesn't want to see it any more.

Huayang also knows that the death of his father was just an accident. He began to take those elixir for fun several years ago. Han Ping er only slept in accordance with the rules, not deliberately framing him. and insist on pushing him to his death at most, he will find a way to compensate Zhao and his wife with money.""because Chen Jizong was the son of Yang, the old man couldn't stand it and tried to pus...