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Chapter 711 Exile in Shunan

Chen Hangqiao looked at herself, and was not happy to be ridiculed by her all the time: "The general just reminded the princess that the princess's brain is not good, and she can do things like stealing the lady's handwriting, and he will use it."

"You have a bad brain." Deyang was angry: "I didn't steal the manuscript to save you. It's fine if you don't appreciate it. You can go into exile."

Chen Hangqiao turned her face away and ignored her, and sat down against the wall in the prison.

Deyang kicked the iron railing: "Hey, I did it to save you, are you really ungrateful?"

"Saving the last general but harming the queen, the last general would rather plead guilty."

His temper is not small, and he is also stubborn. Deyang felt blocked and turned his head to leave.

Chen Hangqiao immediately jumped up: "Be careful."

"Ah~"

As soon as the reminder was out of her mouth, Deyang stepped on the watermelon rind, fell to the ground with a 'bang', and hit her head firmly on the iron railing, and she was dizzy for a while.

Chen Hangqiao immediately ran over and pulled her up through the iron bars: "Princess, princess."

"Ah?" She was still a little confused, and Chen Hangqiao was terrified: Could it be that she fell stupidly?
Deyang sat on the ground for a long time, a big lump swelled up on his head, and the pain crept up gradually.

"Hiss~" She hugged her head, "It hurts me to death."

Chen Hangqiao picked up the watermelon rind on the ground: "It's not hard to hear the sound, it's just a big bag, just go back and rub some medicine."

Tears of pain came out of Deyang, and he almost died of anger when he heard his words, so he tried to hold back the tears: "It doesn't sound too hard, does it mean I have to break the iron railing to make it hard?"

Chen Hangqiao was silent: "It keeps hitting."

He was really used to it, and he didn't understand why Deyang was angry, and he didn't know what to say, and he didn't understand it when Deyang left angrily.

On the day of exile, the jailer finally found him a decent-looking cloth to wear outside. When he left the prison, he was somewhat unaccustomed to the glare of the sun.

Holding an umbrella, Deyang held a big bag in his hand, and reluctantly handed it to him: "Here, your things."

Chen Hangqiao took it over and reminded her honestly: "Fubai is not trustworthy, and Princess Yu Jiang needs to be on guard. I don't ask the princess to help the mistress, but please don't harm the mistress."

"You are really long-winded." Deyang was a little impatient: "Did sister ask you to protect me or let you monitor me?"

Chen Hangqiao stopped talking, and the officers and soldiers who escorted him urged him to leave.

Deyang shouted: "Hey, are you really not going to seek revenge?"

He didn't look back but just waved his hand.

People who understand the obvious grievances will naturally understand it, and those who don't understand it will not understand it even if they say it.

Shunan, where Wang Xian lived.

There is really no deep meaning in such an arrangement, so he will naturally continue.

Once Chen Hangqiao's incident was over, Lin'an returned to the calm and calm days of the past. Everyone was doing what they should do. The scorching sun was covering, and even the liveliest children were hiding in the house and were unwilling to come out.

Chao Si drew the red sticker stroke by stroke, and Qing Ning was watching carefully beside her, holding a round fan in her hand to warm her up.

After writing a sheet, Qing Ning immediately handed it to Wei Donglin who was beside him: "Master Wei, take a look."

Mrs. Wei nodded with satisfaction: "The writing is good. The princess's small handwriting on the hairpin is more and more like that of a female monarch."

Chao Si smiled embarrassedly: "I wrote all according to sister's handwriting."

Speaking of the letter, Qing Ning was a little annoyed: "I don't know which careless maid lost the princess' letter. I searched all over my sister's study but couldn't find it. It must have been taken out secretly. Go sell it."

(End of this chapter)