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Chapter 562 Su Muyu's compliment! (Please subscribe!)
After listening to Mou Xiao's novel, Su Murong nodded, then looked at Zhang Twelve who was expressionless, and explained, "It's not that I don't believe him, it's just that this matter is related to Jiujiu's future, and I don't dare to be careless!"

Although he was talking to Mou Xiaoxiao, he actually said it to Zhang Twelve. Zhang Twelve didn't care. It's only natural for a sister to care about her sister. Seeing her doing this shows you that she has a deep love for sisters. up.

"Second Highness, don't worry, Twelve swears that he will take Third Highness and Missy away safely. As long as I am still alive, I will never let them be in danger!"

What Zhang Twelve said was forceful, Su Murong looked at his firm eyes, and didn't say anything more, but the words kept circling in his mind, if someone could say such words to himself, he would die without regret ...

And Su Jiujiu and Mou Xiaoxiao were also moved for a while, and they looked at Zhang Twelve with affectionate eyes.

"Second Highness, I will trouble you later!"

While the banquet was in full swing and no one noticed their group leaving, Zhang Twelve felt that every delay was a waste of time, so he still had to remind her to get out as soon as possible.

Su Murong nodded, then stepped forward and took Su Jiujiu's hand, took a deep breath, and was about to talk to Su Jiujiu—or, the last conversation in this life...

"Jiujiu, let's go and say goodbye, the mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and the place of life is unfamiliar, you must take care of yourself..."

After hearing this sentence, Su Jiujiu's eyes turned red, and she also held Su Murong's hand tightly. Although this was what she had always hoped for, one day she really wanted to leave the place where she was born and raised, and live a new life. Living away from home and without relatives, my heart is still very sad...

"Jiujiu, if you go out, don't come back..."

As if Su Murong had exhausted all his strength, he uttered these words with some sobs.

If Su Jiujiu can leave safely, it will definitely cause a sensation in the Yue country, and she will become a fugitive from the Yue country at that time, even if he misses her, he never wants to see her come back and throw herself into the trap.

Su Jiujiu cried so hard that she couldn't speak, she just held Su Murong's hand firmly, never separating it.

As a time traveler from the new century, Zhang Twelve has only seen the end of life and death on TV and novels, and he was very disdainful at the time, is he so sad?
But now that I saw this scene with my own eyes, my heart was still very shocked, and I couldn't say anything when I stood there.

………………

"Master! Master!"

At this time, the words of the servant girl Xiaodan came in again, but this time she seemed more anxious than before.

Zhang Twelve frowned, waved to Su Murong and the others, motioning them not to be disturbed, and then asked, "Xiaodan, what's the matter?"

"Master, you are here! That's great! Your Second Highness and Third Highness are also here, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

As soon as Zhang Twelve said this, Xiaodan outside the door could clearly hear a long sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Young Master, the Highness has come down! He is sitting in the back garden talking to Madam now! Madam asked me to come Ask the young master if you have practiced the calligraphy with the third highness. If you have practiced well, go to the back garden with Xiaodan. His highness is still waiting! He said that he will return to the palace with the two highnesses, so it will be fine. Be safe!"

His Majesty?
Hearing this address, Zhang Twelve suddenly turned his head and looked at Su Jiujiu and Su Murong. Their eyes were also full of horror. They must not know why the eldest princess came to Zhang's house suddenly. This was originally impossible matter.

"Xiaodan, you should go back first. The Third Highness will finish writing soon, and then we will go there together!"

Hearing what Zhang Twelve said, Xiaodan outside the door obviously had no doubts, and happily replied: "Okay, young master—then young master should hurry up too, don't make His Highness wait in a hurry!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a brisk "click" sound outside the door, and the little girl went back to her life with cheerful steps.

When Xiaodan left, Su Jiujiu asked anxiously: "Sister Huang is here, what should we do? Let's leave from the front yard while she is still in the back garden?"

"No!"

Su Murong immediately interrupted her: "Miss Huang asked me to bring the palace guards to Zhang's house today, just to keep an eye on you, but now that she has come here in person, she might not be at ease with me! Those guards are always following orders. Sister Huang, now that Sister Huang is here, even if I go out, those guards probably won't buy it!"

After hearing this, Su Jiujiu frowned and fell into deep thought.

And Zhang Twelve also felt very reasonable after listening to Su Murong's analysis. No matter how you look at it, nothing good will happen if the eldest princess comes here at this time.

After thinking for a while, he said, "The Second Highness is right. It is the most unsafe time to leave. On the contrary, it is wise to stay!"

So Zhang Twelve analyzed it again. Now that Mou Xiaoxiao has changed his face, no one knows him, and his identity has not been revealed, and he is Mrs. Zhang's adopted son, so no one will suspect him. As long as they don't panic, no one will know about them. of the plan.

"Then what should we do now? Go to the back garden together?"

"But His Royal Highness is in the back garden, Jiujiu, as long as you go back, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape today!"

When Mou Xiaoxiao heard what Su Jiujiu said, she said it directly.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into deep thought.

Zhang Twelve thought for a while and said, "Now there seems to be no other way than to go back to the back garden to see His Highness. But the safest thing is to go back to the back garden. As for other ways, I can only think of other ways!"

Su Murong nodded, Su Jiujiu looked at Zhang Twelve, and nodded firmly, because in her opinion, as long as Zhang Twelve is around, everything will not be as scary as it used to be!

Only Mou Xiaoxiao felt that something was wrong, but Su Jiujiu agreed, and she had nothing else to say, so she could only sit quietly in the room and wait for how things would develop next.

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Coming out of the house, the three of them walked to the back garden together.

Entering the back garden, Zhang Twelve found that everyone was no longer in the group of twos and threes just now, but gathered around the pavilion together.

This is also understandable, given the current state of Yue, the eldest princess is the best candidate for the next queen, so when the eldest princess appears, everyone can't miss it!

Su Murong walked in front of the three of them, and when they found out that they were coming back, they all took the initiative to make way for them, leading directly to the small pavilion.

But at this moment in the pavilion, Mrs. Zhang was sitting at the bottom, and Zhang Jinyu was standing beside her, with her head bowed, looking devout.

And sitting in the middle seat was a woman in her thirties, just looking at her appearance, she was about [-]% similar to Su Murong, but she was much older than Su Murong.

She was wearing a maroon silk long dress, and her long hair was coiled up by a thin pearl hairpin with long golden tassels, showing a graceful and noble temperament. , giving a vitriolic feeling.

This person should be Su Muyu, Princess of Yue Kingdom without a doubt.

Su Murong walked in the front, entered the pavilion within a few steps, came to Su Muyu, and said with a smile, "Sister Huang, why are you here?"

Judging by the way she talks to Su Muyu, the relationship between the two of them is not too bad.

Su Muyu listened and stood up with a smile. Only then did Zhang Twelve realize that there was another big difference between the two sisters, which was their height. Su Muyu was not only a head shorter than Su Murong, but even Zhang Jinyu next to him To be shorter.

"I happened to be busy with the affairs in the palace. I saw that you and Jiujiu were not here, and I found out that today is Mrs. Zhang's birthday after asking, so I came over here, just to be happy with Mrs. Zhang and send some blessings at the same time." ..."

When he said this, he turned his head to Mrs. Zhang at the same time, and said with a slight smile: "I hope Mrs. Zhang will blame me for coming too late, and I haven't prepared any gifts..."

Mrs. Zhang also stood up when Su Muyu stood up, and when she heard what she said, she immediately said in panic: "Your Highness, don't say that, it's really a shame! Your Highness can remember my old body's birthday, can you It's a great honor for me to come here specially, so how can other old people care?"

Su Muyu listened to Mrs. Zhang's words, smiled and nodded, looking very pleased.

Based on such a few simple conversations, Zhang Twelve could see that the eldest princess Su Muyu was tactful and definitely a veteran in acting!

She clearly knew that today was Mrs. Zhang's birthday, and she sent Su Murong over to monitor Su Jiujiu in advance, and now she pretended to be ignorant, and she pretended perfectly. If Zhang Twelve didn't know everything, she would have believed it!

At this time, Su Jiujiu also came forward, stood in front of Su Muyu, lowered her head and said respectfully in a low voice, "I've met Huang Jie!"

Su Muyu waved his hand and said with a smile, "They're all from my own family, Jiujiu shouldn't be too polite..."

But just looking at the smug look on her brows and the inadvertent arrogance, how does she look like a family?
The chairs had already been moved up. After Su Muyu sat down, Su Murong and Su Jiujiu also sat down respectively. After Mrs. Zhang also sat down, only Zhang Jinyu and Zhang Twelve were left standing in the pavilion.

Ever since Zhang Twelve entered the pavilion, Su Muyu's gaze has been sweeping over him vaguely. Zhang Twelve always feels that the way she looks at him has an indescribable feeling, which is very strange, and there is something in his heart. Uneasy.

After Mrs. Zhang sat down, she saw Su Muyu sizing up Zhang Twelve, she was taken aback for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Your Highness, I forgot to introduce you, this is the old adopted son, Zhang Twelve!"

Then he said to Zhang Twelve: "Twelve, don't come to see His Highness yet!"

Neither humble nor overbearing, Zhang Twelve came up and looked at Su Muyu, then bowed and said, "Craftsman Zhang Twelve, I have seen Your Highness!"

Su Muyu nodded with a smile and said: "I was wondering just now when there was such a handsome young man here! It turned out to be Mrs. Zhang's adoptive son. It's no wonder that Mrs. Zhang's daughter is beautiful and beautiful. It is natural to recognize a foster son who is also handsome! Mrs. Zhang, what a blessing!"

After being praised by Su Muyu for a while, Mrs. Zhang also felt very bright on her face, and said modestly, "Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness", but her face was already full of smiles.

After saying this sentence, Su Muyu didn't look at Zhang Twelve anymore, but chatted with Mrs. Zhang and Su Murong, and occasionally said a few words to Su Jiujiu. When she heard Zhang Twelve's poem just now, she was shocked. Four, after even Su Jiujiu couldn't help asking him for calligraphy, his face was full of curiosity, he looked at Zhang Twelve with a smile and asked, "Oh? I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to have such a talent? This is really rare!"

"His Majesty's absurd praise, but it's just handy..."

Zhang Twelve said lightly.

In fact, Zhang Twelve just said this casually, without thinking too much, because he didn't have a big cold for the eldest princess, but this was not the case in the ears of the people around him, because they just saw it with their own eyes. I have, heard Zhang Twelve's poems with my own ears, did they come at my fingertips?

If even the kind of poems that the entire Vietnamese people would not be able to write with effort, how can others live?
But if you think about it carefully, it seems that he really wrote it casually and came at his fingertips...

Thinking about it, it's really a bit scary, and the look in Zhang Twelve's eyes is much more complicated...

Therefore, the most deadly ratio is invisible!
Hearing Zhang Twelve's "modest" answer, Su Muyu seemed to be interested, and said with a smile: "In this case, I am even more curious about this poem - I don't know if this poem is still there, but I would like Take a look!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhang got up and said with a smile, "Your Highness, Twelve just finished writing that poem, and it's still here!"

Then he turned around and said to Xiaodan who had been standing outside the pavilion, "Xiaodan, quickly present Twelve's poems!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Xiao Dan agreed crisply, then walked quickly to the table next to him, took the folded rice paper, unfolded it carefully in front of Su Muyu, and said, "Your Highness, this is the poem written by the young master!"

Curious, Su Muyu looked up at the rice paper.

At first glance, amazing!

This was Su Muyu's first impression when he saw the strong and powerful handwriting on the rice paper!

With amazed emotions, Su Muyu was ready to examine this poem carefully.

"Nice poem!"

When he silently read the first sentence "In this courtyard last June, the face of the lotus was red", Su Muyu raised his eyebrows, and waited until he read the last two sentences "The face of the man does not know where to go, but the lotus still smiles at the breeze" At that time, Su Muyu blurted out directly: "Good poem! Great poem! Wonderful! Wonderful! It's so wonderfully written!"

These words were not pretentious and scene-related words, but Su Muyu's words came from feelings.

As a princess of a country, although her attainments in poetry are not as superb as her third sister Su Jiujiu, Su Muyu's literary accomplishment is still much higher than that of ordinary people.

Maybe she won't be able to write any masterpieces, but she can still write ordinary poems, and her appreciation of poems is naturally not bad, but she has been in the political arena for many years, and this part of her skills has become a weakness and cannot be used anymore.

And after reading this poem, it was like bringing back the skills that had been hidden in her bones for many years!

(End of this chapter)