As promised to Yingqian before, Xiahou Jing did not continue to imprison her.

At first glance.

There is no difference from when she was a princess.

Still can't leave the palace.

But every time I go out, there are a lot of people behind me.

Countless pairs of eyes stared intently at Yingqian.

Even if she saw one more flower or tree on the road, she would report it to Xia Hojing's ears.

This is just a bigger prison.

Tianzhao's ninth princess died in the sea of ​​fire.

Ying Qian, on the other hand, became a nameless person in the palace, but the servants did not even dare to take a second look at him.

She is trapped in this world.

Can't break free.

If you can't find a way, you will really have to live under Xia Hojing's control for the rest of your life.

How could Yingqian be so willing?

The matter of wanting the jade seal has already been discovered by Xia Hojing.

He would never give the jade seal to Yingqian.

Exactly...how to do it?

Ying Qian sighed and turned over on the bed.

Wangqiu and Lianbi stood aside, their eyes a little complicated.

No one expected that it would reach this point.

She rubbed her forehead and suddenly asked:

"Wangqiu, do you have anyone in the palace that you can trust?"

"Yes, there is, but..." Wangqiu hesitated for a moment, then said: "Princess, I don't know what you are going to do, but if the emperor knows about it, I'm afraid..."

She had a lingering look of fear on her face.

I still remember that before, the little eunuch gouged out his eyes because he looked at Ying Qian too much.

"We can't go on like this. I want to send a letter to Huyan Hongye." Yingqian stood up, shook Wangqiu's hand, and said seriously: "There happened to be a war at the border recently, and Xiahou Jing didn't have time to look after me. Now

This is my last chance to leave here!"

Her cheap father indulged in the harem and left too many chaos behind.

Xiahou Jing is still young.

The surrounding countries are eager to try Tianzhao.

He only took the throne for three months.

There have been countless wars, big and small.

Especially recently, it has become a battle every day.

Yingqian finally found the opportunity.

It can't be delayed any longer.

She must leave!

"But..."

Wangqiu was still hesitant, but he took pity on Bi and simply said:

"Princess, I will help you! I have a fellow villager in the Clothing Bureau. He has recently reached the age and is about to leave the palace. Give her some money and ask her to send a letter. It will be no problem!"

Yingqian's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Okay!"

She said she wanted to send a letter to Huyan Hongye, but she had to think carefully about how to write the content.

Ultimately, it's just a casual acquaintance.

Huyan Hongye would never offend Xiahou Jing for her sake, risking the entire tribe.

His methods have frightened all those who previously opposed his ascension to the throne.

Even the king of the grassland bowed his head and proclaimed his vassal.

You have to make enough profits.

And what could seduce Xia Hojing?

Ying Qian clenched her fists, and a cold light flashed through her eyes.

"Follow me to the imperial study room."

Usually at this time, Xiahou Jing is dealing with government affairs.

She has been there quite a few times.

First, it was to find Yu Xi, but later, Xia Houjing wanted to read the book, so she forced Ying Qian to accompany her.

Seeing Ying Qian coming forward, Xia Hojing's eyes lit up, and the hostility on his face disappeared.

"Why is the princess here?"

He walked quickly to Yingqian, gave her a hug, and smelled the light fragrance that belonged only to Yingqian, and murmured:

"I haven't seen you for a while, and I already miss you."

Yingqian lowered his eyes and nodded perfunctorily.

She has always had this attitude.

Anyway, no matter what, Xia Hojing can comfort herself.

He didn't mind Yingqian's coldness either.

The big palm was still firmly locked on her waist, and the heat quickly passed through the fabric and stained her skin.

The scent of sandalwood sticks to the body like gangrene attached to the bone and cannot be shaken off.

Xia Hojing carried Yingqian back to the desk, rubbed her neck, and said hoarsely:

"I'll ask someone to bring some snacks over. Sister Huang will put some food in her belly first. After I finish reading the book, I'll have a meal with Sister Huang."

"Not hungry."

Ying Qian nestled in his arms, his eyes scanning the desk filled with foldables and some calligraphy and paintings, and finally settled on a book in the corner.

She changed into a comfortable position, glanced over casually, and asked:

"What is that? A drawing book?"

"It's a defense plan." Xiahou Jing chuckled, took the book, and put it in Yingqian's hand, "Now that the war is going on outside, the Prairie King has to be on guard."

Ying Qian took it, but didn't dare to be interested. She just put it aside casually and dozed off against Xia Hojing's solid chest.

Xia Hojing lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on her hair.

The fingertips that turned the pages of the book became a little lighter.

He didn't notice it.

Looking at the sleepy Yingqian, his eyes were actually fixed on the defense map.

Xia Hojing had no defense against him.

Therefore, she got what she wanted easily.

It's hard to remember the defense map, but Ying Qian couldn't stop it from coming over so many times.

Memorize part of it every day, and after half a month, it will be all on the paper verbatim.

This was enough to make Huyan Hongye tempted.

When Yingqian folded the letter and handed it to Lianbi, she didn't feel the slightest disturbance in her heart.

no way.

She is a cold-blooded and selfish person.

Xia Hojing was too smart to give Yingqian even the slightest chance of escaping.

But she must leave here.

No one can stop her from going back.

Ying took a shallow breath, tapped his forehead, and muttered:

"Unexpectedly... I'm still a little hesitant, and I'm starting to feel hopeless."

She can tease and act well.
To be continued...