The Special Agent Princess

On the second day, several carriages in Ye's mansion headed for the royal hunting ground outside the city. Ye Qingge still brought Zhilan, Zhiqiu and Ruying with him when he went out this time. Following Ye Qingge's stride, it has achieved some success.

At least the legs and arms are much stronger than before. This month, Ruying has already started to tell the three of them some common moves. Unexpectedly, the two of them learned the moves quite quickly.

Ye Qingge originally thought that Zhilan would learn better than Zhiqiu. After all, she was always more cheerful, but she did not expect that Zhiqiu's usual calmness would be used in this martial arts practice.

If it weren't for their ability to protect themselves, Ye Qingge wouldn't take them with him no matter what. The hunting ground is a dangerous place, especially in the mountains, where accidents may happen at any time.

She remembered her last life, when she went to the mountains and was stared at by a boa constrictor, at that time it was Xuanyuan Che who rescued herself, now that she thinks about it, this must have been arranged a long time ago, thinking of this, Ye Qingge remembered another thing He narrowed his eyes slightly, in this life, some things are going to change.

When the carriage arrived at the paddock, the emperor's convoy had arrived at the front, and when the emperor and queen came down, everyone knelt down and saluted.

Emperor Mingzong looks like he is a bit old. After all, Emperor Mingzong is already fifty-five or sixteen this year. In Ye Qingge's impression, Emperor Mingzong is considered a good emperor. After all, since he succeeded to the throne, the people of Tianwu Dynasty have lived a good life. A lot, more or less enough to eat.

As for Empress Yang, she is well maintained. Although she gave birth to a second prince and a third princess, there are still not many wrinkles on her face. mother.

Concubine Yang, the biological mother of the third prince Xuanyuanche, and Concubine Li, the biological mother of the seventh prince, and Concubine Zhang, the biological mother of the eighth prince.

The queen and the four concubines have all arrived, why didn't Ye Qingge see the strangeness in his last life? There is hunting every year, and there is no such thing as this year, where one empress and four concubines are all there. It is not that there were two absent that year.

From afar, Ye Qingge felt two gazes shooting at him. Ye Qingge turned his head quickly and saw the third prince Xuanyuanche, as she saw, and another gaze was a woman.

Seeing her looking over, the woman nodded with a slight smile, and Ye Qingge nodded in the same way. She still has an impression of this lady, the wife of the General Fuguo, Yang Caiyue.

For her kind smile just now, Ye Qingge didn't show it on the face, but he was still secretly wary of Mrs. Wu in his heart.

Mrs. Zhao beckoned her to go, Ye Qingge knew when she saw the women around her, her mother was worried about her marriage, Ye Qingge smiled slightly, stepped forward to greet the wives one by one politely.

Mrs. Zhao took her to introduce her one by one. The wives of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Ye Qingge met in her previous life, or she had met these wives in her previous life, and she still had a little understanding of who and what temperament.

At this time, Mrs. General Fuguo walked towards them. Today's Mrs. Wu was wearing a dark red brocade dress and a golden red cloak. The lips of the petals hooked slightly, and the rippling arc was elegant and dense.

Hearing her speak, her voice was still beautiful in her thirties, Ye Qingge couldn't help but think, no wonder her father fell in love with Mrs. Wu when he was young, this woman is indeed a stunner.