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Chapter 120 Be careful

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    "Your Highness" She raised her head to look at Yan Zhui. Although she tried to remain calm, this moment was undoubtedly the most embarrassing moment in her more than ten years of life.

    Yan Zhui lowered his head and stared at her. Her whole body was tense. This girl who was extremely calm even when he smuggled Ms.  It's as calm as water again.

    I¡¯m afraid his actions frightened her. Her pupils shrank, and her fingertips on his arm tightened.

    "Um?"

    Yan Zhui responded softly, his tone rising slightly, and he stared at her. His eyes were dark and incomprehensible, and she felt that the smell of blood and momentum on his body was all-pervasive and gradually penetrated into her body bit by bit.

    She held her breath and whispered:

    "Your Highness, Mammy has been waiting outside for a long time." Yan Zhui leaned forward and left with his upper body, as if he was about to touch her body. She raised her head to hide, her whole body weight hanging in his arms.

    Fu Minghua couldn't help but stretched out his hand to push him again, but Yan Zhui narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then hugged her back. After seeing that she was sitting firmly, he let go of the hand hooked on her waist.

    "Be careful not to fall."

    After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to untie the long towel that Fu Minghua had just wrapped around his body. The blood had already soaked the towel. He pulled it off without caring, and said calmly: "Don't leave in a hurry."

    Yan Zhui re-applied medicine to the wound and tied it with something.

    While stretching his legs, he kicked the copper plate and other objects a little further away, then he took the black robe on the side and put it on, and hooked his feet to the low table not far away: "Play chess with me before we talk."

    Fu Minghua tidied her clothes and hair, but found that there was some bright red blood on the cuffs of her clothes. She lowered her head, and from the corner of her eye she saw Yan Zhui covering his chest with one hand and pushing open the secret cabinet under the low table with the other.  Holding the chess pot, he pushed the white piece in the direction of Fu Minghua.

    She felt a little at ease, her eyes fell on the chessboard, she took the white piece and placed it on the chessboard.

    "Yuan Niang." Yan Zhui played the chess piece casually, staring at her. The girl lowered her head, and a white double chin appeared under her delicate chin because of her lowering her head.

    He curled his lips, but didn't touch it.

    At this time, Fu Minghua was wary of him, and it would be easy for her to be wary if he took action again.

    Yan Zhui pinched the chess piece, put it in his palm and rubbed it gently. He didn't make a move for a long time. Fu Minghua raised his eyes and saw him pinching the chess piece with his fingers and stroking it slowly.

    She raised her head and saw Yan Zhui staring at her. He pinched the chess piece twice more with his fingers in extremely slow movements before placing it on the chess board without looking at it.

    He doesn¡¯t look like he¡¯s playing chess.

    Fu Minghua couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

    Yan Zhui looked at her confused look and curled his lips.

    She is too calm and rational, and she is not shy about getting married.

    When Yan Zhui learned that He Yuanshen was too attentive to her, he went from being furious at first to calm down later.

    He realized that if he only treated her like He Yuanshen, even if he married Fu Minghua in the future, she would probably just treat him as a husband.

    Just like how she treated He Yuanshen, she seemed to be gentle and soft-spoken, but in fact she was indifferent.

    After Yan Zhui discovered this, he changed his previous approach.

    He didn¡¯t want Fu Minghua to treat him the same way he treated He Yuanshen.

    Now that he has provoked someone, Yan Zhui also knows that enough is enough. He wants Fu Minghua to remember him in his heart instead of hating him to death.

    Seeing that she was still frowning, Yan Zhui smiled silently:

    "In your opinion, when will Jun Jihou rebel?"

    Fu Minghua was stunned for a moment, and after hearing this, he quickly threw away the doubts in his heart.

    She pinched the white chess piece, thought about it, and immediately guessed the reason why Yan Zhui was injured:

    "Your Highness was injured by Jun Jihou?"

    Yan Zhui laughed loudly. He liked that she was so calm and smart. He just mentioned it and she had already guessed the process.

    He smiled, placed the chess pieces on the chessboard, looked at her with raised eyebrows, and did not deny:

    "After the Shangsi Festival, I went directly to Liangzhou, where Jian Shuyu is very powerful and has many eyes and ears. As soon as he discovered me, Jian Shuyu wanted to keep me in Xingyuan Mansion."

    Yan Zhui had a smile on his face and his back was straight. He was wearing a black robe, and the intersection of the collars revealed the young man's fair and strong chest.

      The tips of his hair were swaying slightly in the wind, and the young but noble prince already had a sharp and majestic look on his face.

    Fu Minghua was stunned. Yan Zhui looked at her and dropped the chess piece on the chessboard.

    "Yes" Fu Minghua spoke softly. Yan Zhui looked at her with a smile. She thought for a moment: "It's the fourth prince."

    Yan Zhui was already in the court on errands for Emperor Jia'an and went to Liangzhou. He must have been ordered by Emperor Jia'an.

    "For a person like him to live to such a great age in the palace, he must have acted cautiously, but he still managed to fall into Jian Shuyu's ambush, and he was discovered in a short period of time. Someone must have tipped off the news in advance.

    This person should be the Fourth Prince!

    Yan Xin wished that Yan Zhui had died early. In addition, the Marquis of Junji, Jian Shuyu, was married to his sister, Princess Yunyang, and Jian Shuyu was also considered his brother-in-law. The two of them were very likely to cooperate.

    If Yan Zhui could be eliminated with Jian Shuyu's help, no one would be able to compete with him for the crown prince position.

    Although he downplayed the process, the risks can still be seen.

    Fu Minghua glanced at him, looking at this young and well-born prince with a different eye.

    Yan Zhui just laughed without making a sound. He saw her frowning and thinking while holding the white piece, but he didn't interrupt her. Instead, he stared at her openly.

    "Your Highness is trying to scare the enemy away, I'm afraid Jian Shuyu will rebel."

    He laughed, and Fu Minghua asked again: "Your Highness is back this time, but you haven't returned to the palace yet?"

    It was only a few days before the Shangsi Festival. He was able to rush back to Luoyang, and he must have done it quickly. Now he doesn't look like he has entered the palace.

    Yan Zhui narrowed his eyes: "Let's recover from our injuries."

    "Then the Emperor" Fu Minghua seemed to have guessed his thoughts for a moment, but could not believe that he was so bold and dared to deceive the Emperor.

    "This piece of fat becomes more fragrant the longer it is simmered. Does Yuan Niang not know this secret recipe passed down from generation to generation?"

    His tone seemed to be teasing, and Fu Minghua felt that the third prince always had a weird attitude every time he saw him.

    "How does Your Highness know such a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation?"

    Fu Minghua couldn't help but ask a rhetorical question. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she knew that she had lost her cool because of the troubles made by the third prince, and she couldn't help but feel depressed.

    "When I was young, if I made any mistakes in my errands, my mother-in-law would punish me by copying the Cui family's classics." He narrowed his eyes at Fu Minghua: "I have copied everything from astronomy and geography, to the Cui family's ancestral teachings, to secret recipes and allusions." (  Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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