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Chapter 20 Save the Beauty

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    After a rain, the cold air was piercing, and everyone in the princess mansion changed into winter clothes.

    Today is Ji Concubine's birthday, and a family banquet was held in Changxin Palace to celebrate. Ji Chu got up early in the morning to wash and dress up. Because she was about to enter the palace, she changed into a slightly more solemn dress.  A pair of beaded flowers, swaying in action.

    After leaving the gate of the palace, I saw Qi Yan coming in a thin and straight martial robe with his hands behind his back, like a colorful stroke in the bleak early winter.

    Ji Chutao's eyes lit up, and she called out in a drawn out tone, "Qi Yan!"

    "Your Highness." Qi Yan clasped his fists casually, and when he bowed, the lines of his waist and back were extremely beautiful.

    "You can enter the palace with me. I heard from Yan Xing that there are many delicious and interesting things on the Cross Street. After the lunch, let's go together." Ji Chutao cordially invited.

    That night she called Qi Yan to talk about it, but she was distracted by the second sister's indecent things, and she forgot it for a while.

    Qi Yan's eyes changed.  What he is interested in is not going out on the street, but entering the palace.

    Ji Chutao probably doesn't know what it means to bring a "servant under the skirt" into the palace openly and aboveboard.  But for Qi Yan, it might be a good opportunity.

    "Okay." Qi Yan replied, closing his eyes to cover the deepness in his eyes.

    I don't know what "surprise" will be waiting for me when I enter the palace this time?  Qi Yan suppressed the dark rebellion surging in his heart, he couldn't wait any longer.

    When the carriage arrived at Chengtian Gate, it could no longer move forward, and had to be replaced with a rickshaw specially used in the palace.

    The imperial guards at the gate reached out to stop Qi Yan behind Ji Chutao, clasped their fists and said, "Third Highness, according to the palace rules, foreign ministers are not allowed to enter unless ordered."

    Ji Chutao didn't intend to bring Qi Yan to the eldest sister, after all, today is the eldest sister's birthday, so it's not appropriate to add trouble.  Bringing him out this time was just to show everyone how much she relied on and valued Qi Yan, so that no one would always take the opportunity to bully him.

    At this time, the goal has been achieved, Ji Chutao did not embarrass the forbidden army, turned to Qi Yan and said: "The wronged general goes back to the carriage to rest first, and it may take some time for me to go to the banquet."

    Qi Yan gave a faint "um", his eyes swept across the palace wall, and the figure of the female official flashed past.

    He pretended not to know, and leaned back beside the carriage eagerly, watching Ji Chutao's beautiful back go away.

    The cold wind passed through the palace gate, and Ji Chutao got into the chariot. Looking back, Qi Yan's dark and straight figure was leaning against the shaft, like a sharp sword.

    For some reason, Ji Chutao felt a little uneasy.

    The wind stopped, the leaves fell, and there were fragmentary footsteps behind him, and martial boots stepped hard on dead branches, making a cracking sound like crushing bones.

    Qi Yan's posture remained unchanged, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a group of thick men dressed as Yulin soldiers with fierce eyes, like jackal dogs eating carrion, surrounding him and his carriage.

    The black-faced man at the head smashed the halberd weighing tens of catties to the ground, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of chewed tea leaves, raised his chin to look at Qi Yan, and said in a rough and contemptuous tone: "The last general, Habayashi Wei Zhonglang, General Xiang Kuan, I have heard for a long time  The little general is famous, I would like to learn a thing or two! Please!"

    It is said to be "learned", but the murderous intent in Xiang Kuan's eyes is not fake.

    Qi Yan was not surprised by the appearance of this group of people, he gave a soft "tsk", raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck to move his joints, and when he opened his eyes again, his aura suddenly became fierce  .

    Changxin Palace.

    Ji Zhao has already given a gift, they are a pair of jade Ruyi in excellent condition, but Ji Concubine just glanced at it lightly, then closed the brocade box, and said calmly: "The emperor should read more books on weekdays, don't waste your time on these things.  Toys."

    Ji Zhao agreed, and sat down with his head down.

    Ji Chutao was afraid that he would be hurt, so she reached out and tugged at his sleeve a few times before the case, and explained in a low voice: "The elder sister said this because she has high hopes for you, and she is not harsh. Don't be discouraged."

    Only then did Ji Zhao cheer up a little, and said in a low voice, "I know."

    "I didn't prepare a congratulatory gift." Ji Shu still spoke surprisingly, caressing the cup with her fingertips and said casually, "Anyway, if it's a beautiful boy, my sister-in-law wouldn't want it."

    When she made such a joke, the atmosphere became more active.

    Ji Yu raised her phoenix eyes, stared at Ji Shu and said: "You don't go to molesting the officials and eunuchs, and if you don't have a few memorials to impeach you, it will be the best gift for this palace."

    Ji Chutao also laughed, dispelling the slight uneasiness when she parted from Qi Yan.

    The birthday gift prepared by Ji Chutao is a seven-foot-long and two-foot-wide scroll, which depicts the grand scene of the bustling city of Kyoto, with carved beams and painted buildings, a variety of shops, and all kinds of skilled craftsmen gathered in the market.That sentence, I repeated it again.

    Such a petite and good-tempered person, Xiang Kuan was so suppressed that he could not speak.  He subconsciously glanced at the top of the palace city, his eyes met with the female officer for a short time, then he bowed his head again, and said in a low voice, "The last general decides on his own."

    "Listen, Qi Yan is not a criminal minister, not a bodyguard, he is the future son-in-law of the palace!" Ji Chutao trembled slightly, and she still opened her arms to protect Qi Yan. It was the first time that she said so harshly, "Who dares you?"  Move him!"

    Ji Yan boarded the palace wall to overlook the battle situation, and heard this sentence.

    The clouds dissipated, and the sky burst into light.

    Qi Yan looked at the girl in front of him who was a head shorter than him, but still stretched out his arms to block him. The wind stirred her hair and filled her sleeves, so warm and weak.

    She said: "Qi Yan, I really can't give you great power, all I can give you is enough trust and respect Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

    Mingming's voice trembled with fear, but his eyes were so gentle and firm.

    Such a pair of eyes cannot hide conspiracy and dirt.  The irony is that until just now he had deliberately cheated on her.

    why?

    He wondered suspiciously: Why would a Di Ji who has no worries about food and clothing do such a thing for herself, almost risking her life?

    "Let's go, I'll take you home." A burst of warmth interrupted his thoughts.

    It was Ji Chutao who grabbed his wrist and led him to the carriage.  Qi Yan lowered his unruly eyebrows, and was pulled forward obediently by her, forgetting to resist.

    The girl's hands are slender and tender, small, with a touch of cherry pink on the nails

    "Yan'er, have you ever met someone who will still trust you without hesitation even if the whole world insults you?"

    The wind blows away the dust of memories, and Qi Yan seems to have heard the words his grandfather asked him when he was sixteen years old.

    What was scorned at the time is now scattered like wind and mist, with a blurred outline.

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    She saved him, he saved her

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