Fuying stayed in the East Palace for five days. The prince's care was as attentive as before, allowing her to come and go as she pleased.

Fuying felt that only in front of the prince's brother, she was Fuying, not Princess Ning'an. Like all the most ordinary brothers and sisters in the folk, they cuddled up between tender family affection and favor, which made her happy to miss Shu.

However, there will always be a day when she has to go back, and she will return to Ning'an Hall, where the rules are always surrounding her.

When she was about to leave, the girl looked at her most beloved brother, her cheeks full of nostalgia and reluctance. The prince saw this and gently hugged the little girl into the carriage: "Okay, on the fifth day of next month, brother will come again.

Pick you up, okay?"

During these days, the father was furious because of the Jiangnan Road corruption case. The prince asked for a secret order on his own, without even reporting to the queen in advance.

Fuying didn't know much about the affairs of the court, but she vaguely felt that her brother was very determined this time. This was his ambition as the prince of Wei, but it was more like a kind of resistance.

Jiangnan Road is home to the most powerful force in the Wei Dynasty, the Xie family.

Fuying was both happy for the prince and worried for him. At this moment, she wished that she could be a man so that she could help her brother.

She gently hugged the prince's neck: "Brother, no matter what you want to do, Ah Ying will always support you. In Ah Ying's heart, brother is the best person in the world."

The prince was slightly startled when he saw the girl's clear pupils like glazed tiles, shining with radiant luster. They were cleaner and purer than the clear and translucent water of Baoshan Spring.

He put Fuying into the car, smiled softly, and pinched her pink cheeks gently: "Aying is also the best little girl in the world. This time, we are in a hurry, so Aying can't have all the fun. Waiting for Aying

Brother, come back and I will make a good apology to you."

Fuying nodded: "Brother, be careful when traveling to Jiangnan Road, and remember to return early."

……

It’s New Year’s Eve again.

Much the same as in previous years, the whole city of Chang'an was full of singing and dancing, and the scene was unprecedented.

Fuying was wearing a light pink satin silver fox fur, her palms gently stretched out the window, trying to catch the fleeting snowflakes.

She has read the letter sent by the prince many times, but she still can't put it down.

This is the first letter my brother has sent to me since his trip. He said that more than half a month after setting off, he encountered a roadblock on the way to Hanming Mountain, which was quite twists and turns. Just now, there was no news. Now, the boat has passed Wanzhong Mountain and arrived safely.

Jiangnan Road, wait for the situation in Jiangnan to be clarified before making inspection plans.

Naturally, Fuying didn't know much about the details. The letter the prince gave her was more about the customs and the beautiful scenery along the way. It didn't mention the slightest danger. Those were sent by the emperor's father to

When the letter was sent to her, she tricked it out of the eunuch's mouth.

There is a poem written by my brother in the letter: The little peaches are scorching and the willows are scorching, and the spring scenery is all over the south of the Yangtze River. It is also said that the mountains are full of green and full of leaves, and the flowers are red. The spring is noisy in the back stream, and the rainbow shadow shines on the front bridge.

Is Jiangnan really so poetic and beautiful?

Fuying raised her little face, feeling the snowflakes drifting in. It was obviously cold, but her lips seemed to be intoxicated, thinking of something.

She really wanted to put on a pair of wings, fly out of this palace like a bird, and fly to the mountains and rivers, the mountains and the sea, the mountains and rivers, and the beautiful scenery of Jiangdong. She wanted to experience them one by one.

Pei Yan had studied. Grandma Qi told him on the first day she took care of her. She said, "Brother Yan, you are the one who needs to study."

Therefore, even though she was trying to sell iron, she wanted to send her to Taixuefangwen, unlike his biological mother, who only beat him and said he was a loser.

Pei Yan looked at the words in the letter on the case. They were vigorous and powerful, as powerful as a startling dragon, but showed the elegance of wandering in the clouds, which belonged to the prince of the Wei Dynasty. When the little princess read the letter, she always smiled.

It was sweet and soft. After reading it, I kept it carefully and took it out the next day to read it again and again.

In the past few days, when he came back from the night watch, he almost didn't sleep. He had to make time to practice calligraphy. He only read the calligraphy once and remembered it in his heart. Growing up, he had a secret, that is, he had a photographic memory.

No matter how complicated things are, you can tell them all just by looking at them.

Following the prince's calligraphy, he practiced over and over again, even rubbing his fingers into blood blisters. Today he finally wrote a small handwriting that satisfied him, and he put it on his sleeve with uneasiness.

When he saw the little princess, he accidentally dropped the paper on purpose, but unfortunately, Fuying was all focused on the prince's letter, and it was not noticed.

Pei Yan was a little frustrated, looking at the little princess who was completely unaware of her surroundings with her deep phoenix eyes, and deliberately made some noise.

"Eh?" Fuying finally raised her head and saw the paper on the ground.

Curious asked: "What is this?"

The young man looked panicked and shy, picking up the paper and stuffing it into his sleeves, even his cheeks were slightly red.

Fuying was curious, stopped him, and opened her eyes to take a look. Almost instantly, her almond-shaped eyes were fixed on those words in surprise, and there was joy hidden in her voice: "Did you write this?"

The young man's voice was low and hesitant: "Slave, I haven't studied for a few days, and the words I write are just ridiculous and ugly..."

Hearing what he said, the little princess frowned slightly, turned around and put away the prince's letter, and read the words on the paper carefully.

The young man looked very embarrassed. He thought that what he had just said had offended the little princess, and he immediately knelt down. This prompted Fuying to raise her head, even more puzzled.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

Pei Yan replied: "I just said something rude, which made His Highness angry."

Fuying said helplessly to the little pity: "Who said I was angry?"

"But, you frowned just now..." His voice was small.

The little princess had a smile on her face, but her tone was serious: "I frown because I am really angry, but I am angry that you are so presumptuous about yourself."

Suddenly, the young man raised his head, his eyes full of hope, sparkling and burning.

"Your handwriting is very good, and you have the character of my elder brother."

Like a puppy that has been praised by its owner, Pei Yan's originally dark phoenix eyes turned into an unconcealable smile.

"However, you really shouldn't belittle yourself like this. You are so talented in both literature and martial arts. Perhaps if you study diligently, you may become an official in the future?" The little princess made no secret of her praise for him.

"Be an official?" Pei Yan realized this idea for the first time. Before this moment, he only wanted to be the little princess's slave for the rest of his life.

Fuying seemed a little excited about her idea. She took a pen and ink and completed the second half of the poem on the thin piece of paper. To show her appreciation, she also solemnly printed the words at the end of the poem.
Chapter completed!