The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 173 172: I'm afraid that woman will be unhappy
At noon, the flower viewing feast is over.

After a banquet, Gu Zhijin sat on pins and needles.

This was her first time attending a banquet, and she didn't have any joy to speak of, she just felt depressed. During the banquet, Jing Chaoci's eyes looked at her from time to time, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Song Zhibai and Gu Zhijin left the table together. On the way, she saw that Gu Zhijin's face was a little unhappy, "What's wrong with Ah Jin? What's wrong?"

Gu Zhijin shook her head and chuckled, "I'm fine."

Song Zhibai's eyes were serious, "Is Ah Jin worried about the future selection?"

Gu Zhijin stopped and held her hand, with a worried expression on her face, "Ah Bai, Jing Chao resigned from him"

"Miss Gu San." Jing Zhanli came over and interrupted her unfinished sentence, waving a folding fan in her hand, flirtatiously, "I just happened to pass by your mansion when I returned home, why don't I let me give Miss San a ride? "

Gu Zhijin was stunned, unable to understand Jing Zhanli's intention for a while.

Song Zhibai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took Gu Zhijin back a step, she stood in front of her, and waved her hands to decline: "Ah Jin will not bother His Royal Highness Xiao Wang, I will go shopping with A Jin in a while, and then I will send her back home. "

Jing Zhanli regretted, "Since this is the case, I hope that the king will have the opportunity to send Miss San again next time."

"His Royal Highness Xiao Wang bids farewell."

After Song Zhibai resigned, he took Gu Zhijin and left quickly.

Jing Zhanli stood on the spot, looking at Gu Zhijin's back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes full of meaning.

Behind him, Jing Chaoci slowly walked over, and just now he was not far away, what Jing Zhanli said to Gu Zhijin also fell into his ears, his eyes were darkened, and he looked at Jing Zhanli's burning eyes, "All these years , Brother Huang still underestimates Brother Five."

I thought he was a person who loves beauties but doesn't expect him to be a fake.

He wants to get close to Gu Zhijin, isn't it because of the Southern Wing Army, to win the heir?
He sneered: "It's better not to covet things that Xiao Xiao should not think about, so as not to catch fire."

What shouldn't Xiao think about is the position of the Ninth Five Lord?
Jing Zhan smiled and closed the folding fan, "Then what right does the second brother covet?"

Just relying on the Mei family behind him?
If he really fights with Jing Yuanzhao, he may not be able to compete with Jing Yuanzhao, the Mei family is not as good as before.

So he set his mind on Gu Zhijin again?No wonder.

Jing Chaoci squinted his eyes, with a hint of sternness, "If you want to join this fight for succession, don't blame the emperor for being unkind to you in the future."

Even if he didn't join, when had he been kind to him?

Jing Zhan smiled calmly, "I will wait and see, brother."

"Humph!"

With a heavy snort, Jing Chaoci clenched his fists, shook his sleeves and left.

On the way, Song Zhibai's face was serious, he glanced at Gu Zhijin beside him, and sighed, "Ah Jin, the royal family is probably after you."

"I know," Gu Zhijin was worried. This flower feast had already made her see the clues, as well as Jing Zhanli's attitude towards her just now.

Song Zhibai had a sneer on his lips, "Unexpectedly, Jing Zhanli is also ambitious."

The selection is imminent, and he probably won't be able to sit still.

Sure enough, people in the royal family have the same virtues, and rights are always the most important.

Gu Zhijin also noticed Jing Zhanli's inconsistency, thinking that he was just a flirtatious prince, but he didn't expect that he also had ambitions in his heart.

Song Zhibai instructed: "Ah Jin, they all want to use you as a bargaining chip in the royal family's fight for succession. During this time, you have to be careful and stay away from those princes."

She didn't want Ah Jin to get involved in the quagmire of the royal family.

"Okay, I see." Gu Zhijin responded.

Here, Nan Zhuohua knew that the banquet was over, so he put away the paper kite and prepared to go back home with Gu Zhijin.

Yun Ranyue took her by the hand and sent her to the city gate.

On the way, the two of them met Jing Zhaomu who was walking over. It seemed that her route was to go to Lanyue Palace, but unexpectedly, they happened to meet Yun Ranyue and Nan Zhuohua on the way.

She didn't attend the flower viewing banquet just now, but chanted Buddhist scriptures and copied Buddhist scriptures in her own palace.

At this moment, the flower viewing banquet is over, and she just finished her work, thinking of coming to Lanyue Palace to see Yunranyue, she hasn't seen him for a long time, and the longing in her heart can hardly be suppressed.

She blessed with a slight smile: "Master National Teacher."

Yun Ranyue and Nan Zhuohua stopped, Nan Zhuohua's almond eyes stared at Jing Chaomu who suddenly blocked the way, Yun Ranyue frowned, still indifferent as usual.

As soon as Jing Zhaomu lowered his head, he saw Nan Zhuohua who was being held by Yun Ranyue, his beautiful eyes were a little more amazed, this little girl was born so beautiful.

She smiled warmly and kindly: "Is this the Princess Yiguang?"

Nan Zhuohua blinked his almond eyes: "Who are you?"

"I am the Eighth Princess Fuxi," Jing Chaomu said with a friendly tone, and said with a smile, "You can call me 'Sister Fuxi.'"

She raised her eyes and looked at Yunranyue tenderly.

Nan Zhuohua stared at her eyes, just now when she looked at Yun Ranyue, Nan Zhuohua saw the affection, just like Qin Muhan's eyes when he looked at Yun Ranyue back then.

She could feel that the woman in front of her was interested in Yue Yue'er.

Nan Zhuohua's face was expressionless, "I don't want to call you sister." Opening his arms to Yun Ranyue, his tone was soft, "Yue Ya'er hug me."

Without saying a word, Yun Ranyue leaned over and hugged her silently.

Jing Chaomu smiled slightly, without any annoyance on his face, he only felt that Nan Zhuohua was a temperamental little girl, and he could tell that Yun Ranyue loved her very much.

Taking out an amulet from his sleeve, Jing Chaomu handed it to Nan Zhuohua, "This is an amulet that I prayed for from Zhenguo Temple. It has already been consecrated. Princess Yiguang wears it on her body to avoid disasters."

Nan Zhuohua glanced at it, "I don't need it," and took out a talisman hanging around his waist, "My sister already gave me one, I don't need yours."

Jing Chaomu said with a smile: "Since Princess Yiguang doesn't need it, then." He looked up at Yun Ranyue, smiling tenderly, "Then give it to Master Guoshi for protection."

"Yueya'er doesn't need it either!" Nan Zhuohua's tone was a bit impatient, and he looked at Jing Zhaomu with apricot eyes, showing a hint of unkindness.

Jing Zhaomu treated Nan Zhuohua as if he was a child throwing a temper tantrum, his red lips were still lightly raised, and he looked at Yun Ranyue tenderly, she was waiting for his answer.

He confiscated the purse he gave him last time, but he should accept the amulet given this time.
Yun Ranyue embraced Nan Zhuohua, her cold eyes never stayed on Jing Zhaomu for a moment, she stepped up, staggered her body, and said indifferently: "Excuse me."

Jing Chaomu was stunned, and when she came to her senses, Yun Ranyue had already walked a few steps away holding Nan Zhuohua.

She turned around, holding the amulet in her hand, staring at Yun Ranyue's receding back, her eyes were gloomy.

The maid beside her, Lvxiu, was indignant: "This master of the country is too..." She gritted her teeth and felt wronged for her own princess, "I don't know what is good or bad, princess, you even gave him the amulet, and he is still so self-sufficient." receive."

Jing Zhaomu pursed his red lips: "Perhaps, he was afraid that the woman would be unhappy."

(End of this chapter)