When I returned to the bedroom, I looked at the cold and wide bed, so friendly that Leng Xiaobai was like a boneless person, but he didn't get up even after falling on the bed.

Yan Xia and Hongyun took action together and took off the dirty clothes outside and took off the clothes. Only then did they see the mark of a finger on Leng Xiaobai's back, which was very deep.

"Don't worry, it's just a little injury, it'll be cured in two days."

Leng Xiaobai turned over and put the cup on the bed on his body, so that he did not let him go.

Hongyun covered the quilt well for him, with tears in his eyes. Leng Xiaobai's look of turning over was reluctant, and it was extremely stiff. No matter how he looked, it didn't seem to be nothing.

"Let's keep it at home these days. It's better to go less in the palace. It's said that when you enter the palace gate, it's like a sea, and I think there is an endless abyss."

Although Yan Xia was a little sad, shed tears as exaggeratedly as Hongyun. She just comforted Hongyun.

"I won't go to that kind of place again in the future. Even if it's a sedan chair,... I'll tell you one thing. You must be mentally prepared... If you don't agree, I'll ask someone to retreat... Forget it, let's talk about it later."

Leng Xiaobai was very confused and always didn't know how to say these words, or how to say them so that they would not be so embarrassing. Even when they refused, they could comfort themselves.

Some words are always easy to do, but difficult to say them. Leng Xiaobai doesn’t know how he should tell this matter. If he kills a chicken that eats insects or a cat that catches mice, he can get back together. This time...

"If you have something to do, let's talk about it when the injury is healed. Even if there is something wrong, can you still get up now?"

Yan Xia held the white porridge made by Lian Moqing, and put some raw liquid in it. She used that kind of thing less at a time and was not so distressed when she used it on her family.

"After drinking these porridge, take a nap and take a break."

Yan Xia said while feeding porridge, that she looked very gentle, and the gentle Leng Xiaobai couldn't adapt.

Leng Xiaobai tried to eat porridge by himself. Before he could lift his hands, he put them down, or in other words, he had no strength to lift them up, let alone holding the bowl of porridge that looked not brisk.

Logically speaking, Hongyun is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and Yan Xia is also a middle-aged person. This time she is much gentler than before, especially when she looks at herself, she is no longer what she used to be, and she is still a little willful.

After fighting against Long Yang's finger power for a day and a night, I didn't have much rest. After more than an hour of escape, Leng Xiaobai fell asleep quickly after dinner.

The iron pomegranate was guarding the door. The clothes she wore before were already ragged because of the collision between the manta. At this time, she changed into clean clothes.

"You all go down first, remember that the adults are not sick. Just think that nothing happened, just have fun in the mansion."

Hongyun said to the people guarding the door that Lian Moqing walked out with the people with a bowl of porridge that had eaten.

The sky outside was already dark, and there was not only one room and one bed in the room. Although Leng Xiaobai was injured, they were still lying beside him, but his cold body seemed to have been caught from the ice hole.

Enduring Leng Xiaobai's cold body, the two leaned over. After a while, the temperature of the three of them was almost the same, and then they eased.

A noisy sound came from outside the door. The iron pomegranate did not wake up the sleeping people in the room, and walked out by themselves. They were walking on the back door. The iron pomegranate gently opened a crack in the door.

"What do you do?"

A woman jumped out of the car, came to the door, and whispered.

"The eldest princess in the car. His Majesty asked her to stay here for a while and quickly prepare a clean room and stay here tonight."

Chen Jieyun looked at the eyes in the crack of the door, and could not hear whether it was good or bad, or enemies or friends in her words. She had already said that she was escorting the princess.

"Just let the princess get down. Everyone in the mansion has already fallen asleep and there is no room that is too clean. You will stay in the west wing for one night and wait until tomorrow morning to take care of you."

Tiexue is also a person in his thirties. He knows that the person in front of him is not easy to mess with. Although he doesn’t have to worry about being strong and not being able to cause trouble for the person in the mansion who is in need of rest.

Chen Jieyun thought about it and didn't say anything. When she came to the carriage, she heard a very small sound coming from the carriage, and the person who was walking down.

Iron Pomegranate has never seen what the eldest princess looks like. It was already very dark and I couldn't see the appearance of this woman clearly. I just thought that this person was really beautiful, at least much more beautiful than the ones I had seen before, and even worse than the one in my family.

The three people didn't have a loud voice. In order not to let others know about this, Chen Jieyun was the only one who came here with Xia Xue.

The carriage outside the door left by itself. It was an old horse. Knowing that there was nothing he had done here for the time being, he left here alone, and by the way, some people thought there were other people on the car.

When she walked past the largest yard of the royal palace, Xia Xue stopped and asked at the yard that was not closed.

“Who lives here?”

Tie Pijiao looked at the courtyard gate not closed. The three people living here seemed to have no habit of closing the door, so he didn't care too much.

"The young master lives here, which is Leng Xiaobai."

No matter how the young master is called, he is not as comfortable as those two people in their forties. Although he is already in his thirties, he prefers to call him Leng Xiaobai or Xiaobai.

Xia Xue looked at him twice, not knowing how he was now. Although she didn't see his back in her mansion, she only heard the sound of him breaking the window and running away. If it weren't for Shen Jieyun's mouth, many things would have been kept in the dark.

"How many yards are there in this mansion?"

Xia Xue took two steps, walked to the front of the iron pomegranate, and looked at the houses and buildings here. This was the first time she had come, and she might not leave here again.

"This place turned out to be the Eighth Prince's mansion, so it was built according to eight yards, which were surrounded by eight yards, and the one just now was the easternmost."

There are corridors connected between the yards. Even if it rains or snows, you can walk back and forth. There is a lake in the middle of the eight yards. That lake is not big, and there are a few weeping willows and locust trees by the lake.

In winter, the water surface becomes ice and snow covers it, which is very beautiful. In summer, the water waves are rippling and the sound of frogs are also quite wonderful, but I have heard of it and I am not particularly clear.

The iron pomegranate vividly conveyed the story of the storyteller in Youqinge, and then scratched his head so that he would not be too embarrassed.
Chapter completed!