Sure enough, in front of the window, she saw a dark shadow passing in front of her in an instant, and by the time she came back to her senses, the person was already standing in front of her.

"You're here. Ye Xuexi smiled, as dazzling as the flower blooming next to her in the dark night when the moonlight was shining on the earth.

The man looked away in embarrassment, his voice still light, like the wind, "How did you know I was coming?"

Ye Xuexi shrugged, "I don't know, but my intuition tells me that you will come today." ”

When the man heard this, he did not speak.

But Ye Xuexi seemed to suddenly remember something, "What about that Wang Chong? What did you do to him?" He left in a hurry that day, and it was not clear whether he had treated Wang Chong or not, although this person was indeed a little hateful, but after all, he was the prime minister's nephew.

"I didn't do anything to him, I just castrated him. The man said expressionlessly.

"Emasculating...... Castrated?" Ye Xuexi's expression was stunned, this subordinate is heavy enough, and being inhumane is no different from death.

"You can't bear it?" the man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her.

Ye Xuexi naturally shook her head, what could she not bear? The wicked have their own evil retribution, and this is what he deserves.

"By the way, what's your name?" Although they have met three times, they still don't know what his name is.

"Mo Shang. He said lightly.

"Mo Shang. When Ye Xuexi heard this, she repeated softly, it was a good name.

Mo hung his head, and after a moment, he took out a dagger from his arms and handed it to her.

The workmanship of this dagger is very exquisite, the handle is ancient silver, with a faint glow in the moonlight, and the blade is sharp, like cold iron, which makes people a little afraid at a glance.

This dagger is a bit similar to the one Cheng Moran bought before, but the one in Mo Shang's hand seems to be sharper.

"For me?" Ye Xuexi didn't understand what he meant, was this dagger for her?

"This one was yours. Mo Shang said lightly.

"What do you mean?" Ye Xuexi didn't quite understand.

But when he asked again, Mo Shang didn't speak.

"But you should know that I am Zhaoyi now, and in this palace, if I carry such a thing on me, I am not prepared to be mistaken for the assassination of the emperor, and I will be beheaded. Ye Xuexi said with a smile.

She liked this dagger very much, and it was very suitable for self-defense, but she didn't seem to need such a thing in her current situation.

However, Mo Shang's attitude was resolute, and if she didn't take it, he wouldn't stop the battle.

Ye Xuexi was helpless, so she could only smile, "That's it, I'll put this dagger with you first, and when I need it, I'll find you back again, you see, what's it?"

When she is lucky enough to be able to leave the palace, she will need such a thing, and when the time comes, it will not be too late to give it to her.

Mo Shang didn't say anything, just looked at her with faint eyes, as if he wanted to see something from her face, but unfortunately, there was nothing but an indifferent smile.

"Are you having a good time now?" he asked suddenly.

This question, Ye Xuexi, who asked it, was speechless for a moment, was she happy? I was happy when I knew that I was still alive, and even secretly happy, because life was not easy to come by, but I was unhappy when I learned that I came to the palace to make sacrifices for the so-called power struggle, because my life was not in my control.

"I see. Seeing that Ye Xuexi didn't answer his question, Mo Shang just said this lightly.

"You rest, I'm leaving. He withdrew his gaze, put the dagger back in his arms, and with a dodge, he disappeared into the night like moonlight that had just been obscured by clouds.

******

Ye Shuanghan's birthday has arrived, Ye Xuexi still knew about this matter a day in advance, and Mrs. Ye asked someone to send a letter to the palace, which was mentioned in the letter.

But the time was so rushed, she didn't prepare any gifts.

"Niangniang, you don't have to worry, there are many treasures in this palace, just let Aunt Fengjin pick some for you. Momozhi poured her a cup of tea and said.

Feng Jin was sent by Murong Fu to take care of her daily life, but she doesn't stay by her side on weekdays, unless you have something, she will appear, and later I heard Taozhi say that in addition to taking care of her, Feng Jin also needs to take care of some trivial things around the emperor, so she won't appear often.

Well, it's no wonder, after all, she was originally the person next to Murong Fu, presumably she was worried about many things on Murong Fu's side, and it was normal for her not to come to her side often.

But when it comes to picking gifts, she thinks it's better to be careful, and there is no difference between a gift without a heart and giving money.

"Forget it, don't bother Aunt Fengjin, let's go by ourselves. Ye Xuexi put down the teacup in his hand and said.

By the way, take a look at some of the treasures in the palace to open your eyes.

However, the treasures in the palace are not something that can be read in a day or two, this is what Ye Xuexi only realized when he stepped into the Treasure Pavilion.

But everyone has already come, and it's not good to go home empty-handed.

So the management of the Treasure Pavilion began to hold an account book and enthusiastically introduce to her what is here, what is the color of the finished product, where it is produced, or where it is supplied, what is the value, etc., which instantly made Ye Xuexi have a sense of entering a high-end consumer department store.

"This one is pretty good. Ye Xuexi's eyes were like torches, and at a glance he saw a very delicate folding fan placed on the shelf.

This kind of fan is very common in the 21st century, wooden folding fan, but the carving process of this folding fan is very delicate and careful, the fan surface carved a flower is lifelike, it just so happens that her sister is also called Ye Shuanghan, this fan is indeed suitable for her.

"Niangniang, this fan is a tribute from the Western Regions, using thousand-year-old sandalwood as raw material, although it doesn't seem to be valuable, but it is very valuable. ”

Ye Xuexi thought about it, the thousand-year-old sandalwood, if it was left in modern times, it would have been fried early.

What's more, one of the advantages of ancient times is that counterfeiting was not so popular, especially the tributes offered, and they did not dare to make times, which must be true.

Ye Xuexi took off the folding fan, put it in the palm of his hand and watched it carefully, and felt that it was really good, whether it was the style, value or meaning, he was very satisfied, so he ordered Taozhi to find a brocade box and wrap it.

"Alright, that's what I'm going to do. She said.

The administrator nodded hurriedly, and then lowered his head and wrote something on the ledger in his hand, Ye Xuexi asked him if he needed to explain something, the administrator shook his head and said You can take it directly, Ye Xuexi is not polite, and he left with his things.