Su Lixun jumped on his forehead, took a deep breath, but still couldn't help it, gritting his teeth.

"Su Jiu!"

"Come!" Su Jiu stood at the sight.

Su Lixun's ears were red, but his face turned blue and white, his lips trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Su Jingqin rarely saw this lunatic looking so embarrassed, and she couldn't help laughing out loud, she was the kind of duck smile that was full of sarcasm.

Su Jiu also laughed.

Su Lixun looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and the fox eyes looked at the villain for the first time, and a smile that was almost undetectable flashed in his eyes.

[Ding! Su Lixun's blackening value is -5, current blackening value is: 75.]

Not far away, there was another cheer from the martial arts training ground.

Su Jiu looked over curiously and saw a little eunuch presenting an exquisite box to Su Yunqing on the horse's back.

Amid the admiration and admiration of everyone, Su Yunqing turned over and dismounted, took the box, walked through the crowd, and walked step by step to Su Jingyi who had been standing beside her. She stuffed the box into her hand, then turned around and left without mercy.

Su Jingyi was stunned at first, with an unconcealed shock, and a trace of tears flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"laugh!"

Seeing this scene, Su Lixun snorted softly, "What an awkward pair of brothers and sisters."

Other competitions began in the crowd. Su Lixun withdrew his gaze indifferently and looked down at the villain.

"Do you like rabbits?"

Su Jiu was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

"oh."

Su Lixun didn't say anything more, turned over and rode his horse away.

Seeing him leave, Su Jingqin also carried Su Jiu, but this time she didn't get on the horse again.

The eunuchs waiting not far away trot over and led their foals to apologize.

Su Jingqin looked at the very docile foal, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes, "Why did the foal suddenly lose control?"

The eunuch who trained the horse stammered and gave an answer that might not have been completely domesticated.

Su Jiu tilted his head and looked at the little pony. Seeing a look of grievance flashing in its eyes, he was slightly stunned.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, Su Jingqin waved her hand, quite impatient.

"Okay, go down."

The eunuch who trained the horse survived and did not dare to stay. After thanking him, he led the foal and left. If the foal had not been restricted, he would have run away long ago.

"Jiujiu, let's go, Sister Fourth takes you back to the tent and have a good rest." Su Jingqin raised her hand and put her on the cloak for Sujiu, and walked towards the tent with her in her arms.

"Uh-huh."

Su Jiu withdrew his gaze and responded softly when he heard this. He was frightened just now, and his whole body was soft and could not lift his energy. He buried his head in the fourth sister's shoulders and slowly closed his eyes.

**

In the middle of the stretched white tent, there is a bright yellow tent, and the guards patrolling around are more than three times that of ordinary tents.

Su Yijun was wearing a black wide-sleeved python pattern robe, sitting upright in front of the desk, holding a cinnabar pen with her slender fingers, and correcting the memorial.

Zhou Fu opened the door of the tent and walked in with a cup of strong tea. He changed the tea that had already been cold on the table. He raised his eyes and looked at his own Majesty carefully, and said, "Your Majesty, the maid just came to report that the Ninth Princess was a little frightened and her body was a little hot."

The cinnabar pen suddenly fell in the air, and the bright red ink fell on the memorial, dizzying a ball of red, blurring the words on it.

Zhou Fu saw it and said with speculation: "Your Majesty, do you want to go and see the Ninth Princess? The Ninth Princess will definitely be very happy to see you."

Su Yijun's eyes were slightly condensed, and she threw the cinnabar pen aside, and glanced at Zhou Fu coldly.

"You are getting more courageous."

Zhou Fu quickly knelt down, "Slave deserves to die."

Su Yijun was a little irritated, took a sip of tea, and then placed it on the table heavily, with a very impatient tone, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to the imperial physician, what are you doing with me?"

Zhou Fu shivered: "Yes."

His Majesty seems to be having a quarrel with the Ninth Princess these days, and it seems that His Majesty is unilateral.

He was so concerned that he had to listen to reports every day. Every time he heard the Ninth Princess teasing a little palace maid, Zhou Fu would see his Majesty's face turned a little blue again. After a while, he relieved himself, and even cursed with a smile: "That little heartless."

Just like now, I am worried about death, but I still don’t look at it. The typical dead duck is stubborn.

However, Zhou Fu naturally didn't dare to say this. He looked at Su Yijun again, turned around and retreated.

Seeing Zhou Fu quit.

Su Yijun held the pen again, opened another memorial, read it for a while, but didn't read a word, and frowned.

"This word is a bit ugly."

Very eye-catching.

After reading several memorials in a row, Su Yijun didn't comment on any of them. He irritated and put the pen heavily, looked up at the door of the tent, "Zhou Fu!"

Zhou Fu hurried in.

Su Yijun stopped talking again, her breath was cold all over her body, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and her hands were placed behind her, "What's wrong with her?"

Zhou Fu was stunned and immediately reacted and replied: "The imperial doctor has already been to see it, it is a wind evil disease."

Su Yijun stopped talking again.

Zhou Fu's eyes can observe the nose, and the nose can observe the heart.

After a long time, Zhou Fu felt his legs numb and heard his majesty's awkward voice.

"Then I'll go see her."

"promise!"

Zhou Fu bowed and replied.

But I was thinking:

Sure enough, I couldn't help it.

**

Caiju guarded in front of the tent, counting the ants in the ant nest at her feet. When she heard the footsteps, she subconsciously raised her head and met a pair of evil eyes.

He was shocked and knelt on the ground with a "thump".

"See Your Majesty!"

Su Yijun responded softly and walked straight into the tent.

Caiju stood up tremblingly, looked inside worriedly, turned to look at Zhou Fu who was waiting at the door, but couldn't help it and said:

"Eunuch Zhou, Your Majesty... The Ninth Princess is weak and has just been frightened, but she can't stand the fright."

Zhou Fu looked inside through the gap in the tent. His Majesty was so fierce and fierce that he almost took a knife to kill the enemy. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be here to visit him. No wonder this little palace maid misunderstood.

After thinking about it, Zhou Fu didn't say anything, but just smiled slightly at the little palace maid.

Caiju:...

Fear!

There was no palace maid in the tent to serve him.

The villain slept in the bed, and seemed a little uneasy. His brows were slightly frowning, his face was pink and tender, and he looked very pitiful.

Su Yijun stood by the bed and looked at her for a long time. Just as she was about to leave, a snow-white little foot kicked out of the quilt.

His feet are very small, even half a palm-sized, pink and tender.

Su Yijun frowned, bent down, held the little man's slender ankle, and stuffed it into the quilt impatiently.

But it hasn't been long.

The little feet stretched out from the quilt again and even swayed in the air for a few times, as if they were provoking Su Tyrant.

“……”
Chapter completed!