The first day after she recovered from her injury, she went to the military camp and explained to the generals what she wanted to do.
The first day after her injury healed, she went to the barracks, and after conveying her message to the generals and explaining some of the practice matters, she left the barracks.
Although the injury healed quickly, but not to the extent that you can personally practice, stay in the camp also have nothing to do.
The night red aya's own strength is strong, but she will not try to be strong with injuries, this life she has to do a lot of things, will not joke with their own bodies.
Horse back to the imperial city on the nine square is already late in the evening, just outside the door of the Princess protector, saw a carriage slowly approaching.
Night red aya glanced at the approaching carriage, threw the whip in his hand to the boy who came out to hold the horse, raised his feet and walked towards the house.
"Aya Mo."
The words fell, the black-clad boy appeared from the shadows, bent down and kneeled in front of him.
"Starting from this day, no guests will be entertained in this palace's mansion." After instructing, Night Red Aya walked towards the inner courtyard, "All those who come to the door are stopped out."
"Yes."
"Your Highness, the Seventh Princess has just returned from outside and is now entering the palace." The guard driving the carriage lifted the curtain and reported to the people inside, "She seems to have seen our carriage."
But did not stop, just as if not seen.
The man leaning in the carriage and reading a book returned indifferently: "Seventh sister is not in a good mood recently, the king should take more responsibility."
The guard returned: "Yes."
The carriage stopped in front of the gate outside the Princess Protector's residence, and the man wearing a sky blue jade robe got up and walked out of the carriage, with a handsome face and well-defined features, carrying the calm elegance belonging to the royal family.
After straightening his clothes, he lifted his feet and walked up the stone steps in front of the main gate, and said to the left and right door guards, "This king has come to see seventh sister, please go and give a notice."
When the two door guards saw that it was the fourth prince, they respectfully saluted and were about to go in to inform him when they heard a teenager's voice indifferently ring out, "The master has instructed that no more guests will be seen from now on."
The fourth prince night Ting Yuan heard the words, subconsciously raised his eyes to look around, but did not find the person who spoke, and frowned: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"
"The master has ordered that no more guests will be seen from now on." The young man's cold voice sounded again, "Come back."
The night Ting Yuan look colder, a person who does not even dare to show his face also dare to be reckless in front of him?
A cold hum, he lifted his foot to enter the house.
But before he stepped through the door, eight guards came out from the left and right, each with a craggy posture and a strong aura.
The night Ting Yuan saw this, the expression changed slightly, the face finally a little gloomy down.
Silent confrontation for a long time, he coldly brushed his sleeve, turned and went.
Back to Hongling Yuan rest for a tea time, night red aya chin silent staring out the window, nothing thought, the mind is rare empty thoughts for a while.
However, the familiar odor of blood is inaudible wisps here into the tip of the nose, night red aya frown: "Ayame."
A flash of black shadow, the teenage shadow guard leapt down from the beam, noiselessly crouched to the ground: "Master."
"Where is the smell of blood?"
The young man's spine stiffened: "My subordinate deserved to die, please master chastisement."
Night Red Aya turned her head, her tone was cold: "What this palace is asking is, where did the smell of blood come from?"
"Back to the master, it is the injury on the subordinate."
Night red aya slightly silent, remembering the morning beat him whip, the tone of voice more and more indifferent: "Why do not apply medicine?"
Medicine?
Aya Mo a confused, still not moving to kneel on the ground, the voice sounded a bit dull: "Master did not allow me ... did not allow subordinates to apply medicine."
The hidden guard is injured, do not have the master's permission, consistently is not on the medicine.
Night red aya silent, the atmosphere in the hall is a little delicate.
Get up and walk towards the inner hall, from the bedside dark compartment to take out a bottle of medicine, she dark force a cast, the bottle towards him to fly head-on: "Go on the medicine."
The young man took the medicine and said, "Thank you, master." The body flashed and disappeared from sight in a moment.
Night red aya continued to sit in front of the window.
She likes the quiet, disgusted by the noise and clamor, but once many habits are slowly changed because of the feelings that should not have, after subtle acceptance, it seems that there is nothing special disgust and like.
The sun is setting in the west, and the ink color is gradually enveloping the world.
A maid in a light green dress, Timothy, came in: "Your Highness, it's time for dinner, is Your Highness dining in Hongling Court tonight?"
Night red aya stared out the window for a moment before saying lightly: "In the Purple Bamboo Courtyard."
Timothy blessed body led the order: "Yes." Turned around and went to prepare.
Night red aya got up and went outside, while walking instructed: "shadow one, these days for this palace to keep an eye on the movements of night purple Ling."
The shadow guards in the dark responded, "My subordinates follow orders."
"Shadow two, keep an eye on the fourth prince."
"Yes."
"Shadow Seven, send the evidence that Shen Zhuo used his power to enrich himself to the Fourth Prince within seven days, and do it without a trace."
"Yes."
Night Red Aya raised her eyes to look at the darkened sky, the bottom of her eyes was a bone-chilling cold.
"Ling Ying."
"My subordinate is here."
"Starting from today, if there is any wind or movement in the three provinces and six ministries in the court, this palace should know about it."
"Yes!"
The courtyard is deep, the evening breeze, rolling up a few leaves on the flower branches, accompanied by a burst of fragrance, lingering and diffuse in the nose.
Raise your eyes to look at the distant sky.
The dark clouds surging in the sky, as well as her cool and deep eyes, the color floating and sinking like layers of curling waves, with a depression and a not-so-wonderful foreshadowing enveloped the entire heaven and earth, as if to meet the upcoming wind and clouds in the sky.
Princess Protector.
Protectorate ...
Night red aya lips picked up a dark cold arc.
Who is protecting the country?
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When they arrived at the Purple Bamboo Garden where Han Qingbai was housed, their subordinates went to inform them.
This Han family concubine son wearing a plain long shirt, elegantly standing in front of the court to greet the princess, kneeling and saluting posture with a bit of flowing elegance, but no less respectful and humble: "See your highness."
"Don't salute." Night red aya walked past him, went into the hall, Timothy led the maids have begun to prepare the meal, a burst of delicacies fragrance spread in the dining hall.
Night red aya spoke: "Tonight you eat with my palace, my palace has something to ask you."
Han Qingbai stood solemnly with his eyes averted: "Yes."
Timothy and other maids set the meal, hanging their heads on both sides to invite the princess to take a seat.
The night red aya in front of the table on the main seat down, tilted his head to look at Han Qingbai, the heart of the eyes deep cold boundless, like a deep unfathomable cold pool, let people's bones cold.
This Han family concubine son involuntarily tense nerves, the head hangs lower and lower.
"Sit." A simple and short word command, but like a holy decree, people dare not disobey.
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