Chapter 326 You can eat anything~
Qin Jingzhan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his handsome face suddenly turned red.
It spread from the cheeks to the ears and neck, and his eyes wandered around in panic, not daring to look into Qin Zhaoyue's playful eyes.
He subconsciously raised his voice, and with a hint of haste that only made it more obvious, he said, "I just... just..."
But after holding it in for a long time, I just couldn't find a suitable reason.
Qin Zhaoyue looked at his embarrassed and forced appearance, her heart softened, and she let out a breath.
She took two steps forward, approached Qin Jingzhan, reached out and gently patted his shoulder, smiling with her eyebrows curved.
"Okay, thank you, Fifth Brother."
Who says the royal family is all about cold calculations? Her frank, protective, and easily shy fifth brother...
Alas, this is the child who is not valued by the Queen Mother, and is almost the same as my original self.
With his personality, if he really gets caught up in the vortex of the fight for the throne, I'm afraid he will be eaten to the bone.
Forget it, if possible, I'd better find a way to bring him along to play badly.
As for the third and fourth sisters, eh~~~
Qin Zhaoyue snorted in her heart. They were all very cunning people, so why should it be her turn to worry about them?
Qin Jingzhan was made even more uncomfortable by her sudden closeness and thanks. His face was still flushed, and he could only cover it up with a rough voice:
"What are you talking about? Come upstairs."
He turned to leave, but couldn't help but glared at her and muttered earnestly:
"Sixth sister, your judgment of men is really questionable."
"Eh?" Qin Zhaoyue followed his steps, deliberately drawing out her tone, "Are you talking about Yan Zhibai? I think he's pretty good."
The little bit of goodwill Qin Jingzhan had developed towards the other party due to his status as a "descendant of a famous scholar" disappeared in an instant, leaving only a full sense of dissatisfaction, "What's good about it!"
"A famous scholar," Qin Zhaoyue emphasized. "Didn't you also say that his family has a profound academic background and is very impressive?"
"It's his father who is powerful, not him." Qin Jingzhan retorted firmly.
"Fifth brother, are you blind?
Just now, in front of the poem wall, he only recited the poem once, and immediately he was able to pick up his pen and create a painting with an extraordinary artistic conception!
How bad could the mind of such a person who is obsessed with one thing be? And…"
She deliberately dragged out the last syllable, turned her head, and looked at Qin Jingzhan mischievously with her sparkling eyes.
"Fifth brother, you have to admit that he is extremely handsome. Hmm... much more handsome than you."
Qin Jingzhan clenched his fists instantly, his knuckles turning white.
Gnashing his teeth, he practically squeezed out a few words: "Can handsomeness be eaten?"
Qin Zhaoyue tilted her little head, tapped her chin with her slender white fingers, and acted as if she was thinking seriously.
Then she smiled brightly, "Sure, you can eat it as a meal, as a dessert, as a fruit...it's delicious no matter how you eat it~"
Qin Jingzhan:!!!
As if struck by a thunderbolt, the whole person froze in place, and his handsome face turned red again at a speed visible to the naked eye, even his neck was red.
He stared at his sister in amazement, unable to believe his ears.
"You...you are an unmarried girl..."
How on earth could he say such shameless words without changing his expression and even with pride!
"So what? You're allowed to run wild in the backyard, but I'm not allowed to..."
"Shut up! You you you..."
Qin Jingzhan pointed at Qin Zhaoyue, his fingers were shaking, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.
…
The early autumn nights in Fengjing have shed the sweltering heat of midsummer, but have not yet felt the bleakness of late autumn.
As the lights came on, the pavilions and taverns on both sides of Zhuque Street had already lit up the glazed palace lanterns, illuminating the bluestone road as bright as day.
The sounds of stringed instruments flowed out from the open carved wooden windows, mixed with the noise of the drinkers, the melodious singing of the singers, and the shouting of the street vendors.
"Freshly steamed osmanthus cake..."
"The roasted lamb is so fragrant that it penetrates the bones..."
"The lychee paste just arrived from the south..."
The air is filled with all kinds of tempting aromas.
Young men and ladies in gorgeous clothes were rubbing shoulders with each other, laughing and talking happily;
The Arab merchants walked slowly with camels laden with spices and gems;
The steps of the Marquis of Wu patrolling the streets were resounding, maintaining the bustling hustle and bustle of this prosperous era.
In the far north, Zhenbei Pass.
This place is close to the northernmost end of Xuanwu North Road. It is a majestic city built on the steep mountain and guarding the country's border.
Like a giant steel beast lurking in the darkness, the black iron city gate, more than ten feet high, glows with a cold luster in the night.
The thick city walls are covered with mottled marks left by knives, axes, and arrows, silently telling the story of countless baptisms of blood and fire.
On the battlements of the city wall, the soldiers on duty at night were wearing heavy iron armor, their eyes piercing through the dark night sky and looking at the endless dark wasteland ahead.
The biting north wind whistled over the city walls, making a whimpering sound, and the entire city was shrouded in a solemn and heavy atmosphere.
The curfew began and the city was dead silent, with only the sound of patrol clappers and the faint sound of fighting coming from the distant military camp.
The heavy sound of horse hooves came from afar, breaking the dead silence outside the pass.
A cavalry team of about a thousand people tore through a gap in the night and appeared outside the closed city gate.
The men and horses were exhausted, and their armor was covered with a layer of dust and frost.
But the team still maintained a strict formation, revealing the elite's toughness and composure.
The leader was wearing light black armor and had a tall and straight figure. She was the eldest princess Qin Zhaoqiong.
The guards on the tower were already on guard. Under the light of the torches, a city gate officer shouted:
"Stop! Identify yourself!"
The captain of the imperial guards beside Qin Zhaoqiong rode forward and said in a loud and clear voice:
"By imperial decree, Her Royal Highness the Grand Princess has led a thousand imperial guards and arrived at Zhenbei Pass overnight! Please inspect and verify!"
Upon hearing this, there was no commotion in the city and the hanging basket was quickly lowered.
The captain of the imperial guards took out a sealed copper box from his bosom and put it into the basket.
Inside the bronze box was a certificate of entry stamped with His Majesty's personal seal and the Xuan Ge Division's seal, as well as a pass token and a red gold fish talisman representing the eldest princess's identity.
The city gate officer carefully checked and confirmed that the documents and seals were authentic, the token sequence was correct, and the shape and pattern of the fish token were exactly the same as the records.
"The inspection is correct! Open the city gates!"
The heavy winch made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, and the huge black iron city gate slowly opened to both sides, revealing the deep corridor inside the city.
The imperial cavalry filed in, their horses' hooves hitting the basalt pavement, making a crisp and cold echo.
The city gate officer led the way, and the team did not stop. They went straight through the empty streets and alleys and arrived at the Xuanwu Army camp on the west side of the city.
The central army tent was brightly lit, and the charcoal brazier dispelled the coldness of the north.
When Qin Zhaoqiong took off his cloak and stepped into the tent with a cold air, several generals who had been waiting inside immediately stood up.
The imperial guards' scouts have gone ahead and have already passed on the news of tonight's arrival to the army, so they are waiting here.
All the generals bowed and clasped their fists in unison, their voices resounding and in unison:
"This humble general and I are honored to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
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