Mingshu secretly poked back to the shrine.

"Little porcelain."

As soon as Ming Shu's hand touched the door, the kind voice of the ancestral master sounded from behind her.

Ming Shu smiled and turned, "Master, why are you up so late?"

The ancestral master shook his head and sighed and said disapprovingly, "you are too messed up, little porcelain, you were not like this before."

Since the shrine has arranged people to protect her, they must know her every move.

"people change." Mingshu smiled, "I can't live in the past forever."

Of course, the ancestral master knew that people would change, but she had changed too much.

Always feel like.

Like a different person.

The ancestral master waved wearily, "Princess Ronghua has been taken care of. Go in and have a rest. If your Majesty sends someone to check, don't fool around and cooperate. I will deal with the person who framed you."

"all right." Mingshu promised readily.

She pushed open the door and went in, and the ancestral master stood outside for a long time before leaving.

The room was no different from when she left, but Mingshu stood motionless in the doorway for a while, staring at the screen of the room all the time.

"breaking into the girl's boudoir in the middle of the night doesn't seem like what a prince can do."

There was no movement behind the screen. Mingshu waited patiently.

I have plenty of time and patience.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and the people behind the screen finally couldn't help it and turned out.

Black Prince's suit, who else besides the King of Huai?

The foliage also came out, daring not to look casually, so as to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible.

"the princess of the town colluded with the assassin to take the princess of a country." When the king of Huai came out, he wanted to take the lead in his own hands.

Mingshu raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, what do you want?"

"borrow the princess's room for shelter." At this time, the palace is full of forbidden guards, and it is safer on this side of the shrine.

Ming Shu's smile deepened and his tone became more gentle. "the King of Huai thought that if I shouted indecent assault at this time, what would happen to you?"

"the loss of both sides is not the main situation of the Duke of Zhen." The King of Huai was still calm, his eyes unintentionally fell somewhere in the room, and his pupils shrank slightly and returned to normal after a moment.

Ye Cong was in a hurry. My lord, if you talk like that, you can't talk about anything at all, okay?

"I am a man." Mingshu said in a long voice, "actually, I don't care much about the situation, as long as I'm happy."

Huai Wang's cold face finally changed, but there was no fluctuation in his tone. "you can try it."

Ye Cong: "."

I always feel like I'm going to fight.

My lord, now that we are asking for something from others, can't we be a little more euphemistic? Be euphemistic.

"Huh." Ming Shu gave a grin and went to the table to pour the tea. "just give it a try. Let's see who we believe."

Mingshu drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and his fundus was full of smiles.

The king of Huai certainly knew that if it really went out, he didn't have to guess and believed in the Temple of Heaven and took the opportunity to eradicate himself.

"Princess Zhenguo, please don't." Ye Cong quickly grabbed Huai Wang, who still wanted to continue to deteriorate relations, and tried to explain, "We mean no harm, we just borrow your place to hide." We don't have any direct conflict of interest with you, and there's no need to worsen the relationship, right? "

The subtext of this sentence is probably-we all have something on each other, and the deterioration of the relationship is not good for anyone.

"it's not that I want to worsen the relationship, it's your prince." When you break into a boudoir in the middle of the night, you have to put on airs and put on airs, when this is a vegetable market?

Ye Cong and the king of Huai whispered a few words. he went up to Mingshu and lowered his voice and said, "your Majesty has no other meaning in this temper. Don't take it to heart. Your subordinates will make amends for you, and ask her Royal Highness to let us take refuge here."

Ming Shu smiled and said, "you are not welcome here, or I will be called indecent assault."

"Princess of Zhenguo."

"We are half-and-a-half, and our hands are not clean. If we really want to show it, we are not sure who will be unlucky." Ming Shu paused, "what's more, I have a shrine for backstage. What do you think, uncle?"

She showed the assassin the way to let the assassin take Princess Ronghua, but the King of Huai also appeared in the palace in the middle of the night with unknown intentions.

"go."

"your Majesty."

"go." The voice of the king of Huai did not show any ups and downs.

The leaves were unable to follow the king of Huai to leave the room.

The Shentian Temple is very quiet, but outside the Shentian Temple, it is not quiet at all, and there are the voices of the Guards everywhere.

"your Majesty, we can't go out now. There are all the guards outside." Ye Cong was so worried that if it hadn't been for Wang Ye to go up, they wouldn't have been thrown out now.

"did you see that painting?" The king of Huai answered the question of Suo Fei.

"painting?" The leaves are a little confused.

Ye Cong did not dare to look at it at that time. It was the boudoir of the princess of Zhenguo. Even if she was not a princess of Zhengguo, she was also a girl. As a man, he could not open his eyes and look casually, so he did not notice any paintings at all.

But Ye Cong quickly reacted, and he was slightly shocked. "how could the painting be in the hands of the princess of Zhenguo?"

The King of Huai looked deeply at the direction of the emperor's dormitory. "who else can there be except that one?"

Ye Cong was frightened and murmured, "your Majesty is too bold to give the painting to the princess of Zhenguo."

King Huai sneered, "the Temple of Heaven is the safest."

The shrine hides as many secrets as it hides.

It was a clever move to put that painting in the shrine.

"his Royal Highness, King Huai." The voice of the vicissitudes of life sounded from the darkness.

The hairs all over the leaves stood on end, and he was so annoyed that he didn't notice anyone approaching.

"King Huai need not be nervous." The master of the ancestral family came out from the dark, with a kind smile on his face. "when the King of Huai came to visit late at night, the old man was not welcome in the distance."

"it was the king's faux pas." He said that he was rude, but his tone and behavior did not seem to be rude at all.

"Ha ha." The ancestral master chuckled, "when his Royal Highness King Huai left, he was still a child. I didn't expect that so many years had passed in the blink of an eye."

King Huai said nothing.

The ancestral master touched his beard and continued, "the Temple of Heaven does not want to be involved in these senseless struggles."

Huai Wang said, "the Temple of God and Heaven can never stay out of it."

The ancestral master sighed, "the shrine has guarded the royal family through the ages, which is the shackles and destiny that cannot be broken away." But Xiaocian, the old man just wants her to spend her life safely. "

"as a prophet, it is impossible for her to live safely."

"so the old man has one thing to ask of him." The painting style of the ancestral master changed sharply.

The king of Huai suddenly became silent.

With all kinds of MMP brushes in his heart, he just wants to maintain the human setting, why does someone always want to shoot others?

Isn't it good for him to be an aloof king?

And the strange princess of Zhenguo, who always gave him a familiar feeling, but he had never seen her.

This plane is weird everywhere.