It turns out that today is the day of the garden of the Lihuang and the new concubine, because it is still a honeymoon, the two of them are sticking together for anything, and the plum blossoms are interested, and they are in the back of the mountain, the curtain is not covered, only to let people retreat ten meters away, close their eyes and prohibit them from looking back.

Lihuang and Xiao Guifei got up and straightened their clothes, how ambiguous and ambiguous they were, Qing Boudoir stood on the side at a loss, and it was not easy to speak, Lihuang's eyes were full of murderous aura, and he was at a moment's notice, if someone hadn't interceded and moved out of her master Gu Rongyu, he really didn't plan to let her go.

Qing Yu was sent back to the house by several guards, Rong Yu was drinking tea, Qing Boudoir saw that the guard muttered something to Rong Yu, Rong Yu's face changed, and he said embarrassedly: "I will deal with this matter, you can tell the emperor with peace of mind." ”

The guards retreated, and there were only two people left in the room, Qing Boudoir and Master, Qing Boudoir was very nervous, especially when she saw Rong Yu's jade and ice face, she was even more nervous, and she didn't know how Master would punish her, would he scold her for being shameless? ”

Qing Boudoir thought she had misheard: "Master, don't you scold me?"

"Why should I scold you? You didn't make a mistake, it was the people who didn't cover the curtains, you just walked by mistake!"

"Master really doesn't blame me, thank you, Master!" Qing Boudoir grinned and smiled, her lively personality was stimulated again, Rong Yu glanced at her coldly, she was stunned, remembered the teaching of 'laughing without leaking teeth', and immediately covered the lower half of her face with a handkerchief, Rong Yu just that.

In the next few days, Qing Boudoir's mind always thinks about the relationship between men and women without obeying the call, and when she sees men, she also knows that she is shy, and she is no longer as pure as before, she is seventeen, and it is time to find a husband, and I don't know what her future husband will look like, is it a tattoo or a martial body? Where did they meet?

There is always a lot of imagination in front of me, and the picture switches one after another.

In her spare time, she began to learn to embroider purses, embroider mandarin ducks, and put a variety of related books on a table, Rongyu didn't care about her, just read her booklet, even if she occasionally asked about Meiyuan, it was an understatement, he often went there, he basically understood what the situation was, just ask the details, it is estimated that he is not very relieved.

Qing Boudoir put the finished product into the house, her heart is beautiful, she doesn't care what Mei Yuan is not Mei Yuan, when she is on an errand, she should be on an errand, if she is not bad, she should relax a little, it is too strange to have a face all day long, the emperor is like this, the master is like this, she never thinks this face is good-looking.

Time flies so fast, swaying, more than ten days have passed, on the eve of the exchange meeting, the official residence is full of people, they are all from the palace, Zhao, Khanate, unfamiliar clothes, unfamiliar accents, even more unfamiliar swords, Qing Boudoir followed Rongyu around the patrol, did not stop for a moment.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the palace lights are as bright as day, except for a small number of guests are still active, most of them have stopped, at this time the moonlight is like a veil, the sky is cold, the boudoir leans on the side of the water pavilion to play with a branch of red plum, Rong Yu silently approached, untied the cloak and tied it to her: "It's late at night, you go back to the house to rest!"

"Master, do we have to stay here tonight?" Mei Yuan was arranged by her and Master Yu, beauty is beauty, but it is strange in my heart, and I don't know if it is haunted or dead.

"Yes, getting closer can prevent emergencies and keep everyone safe!"

Qing Boudoir didn't say anything, and went directly to the side of the small pavilion, the small pavilion was on the corner of the building, she pushed the door in, there was a bed in the room, the bed had her pillow and quilt, all kinds of change of clothes, it seemed that the master asked someone to take care of it, she pursed her lips and smiled, her heart was beautiful, I didn't expect the master to be so careful, thinking about everything for her.

"No matter, go to bed first!" Qing Boudoir untied her shirt and slipped into the soft quilt.

On the other side, Rong Yu was still keeping vigil, and after a while, Yu Xiaoyou came to replace, Rong Yu couldn't help but say that he also went to rest, the night was very quiet and quiet, only Yu Xiaoyou and the officers and soldiers who patrolled the night remained, Yu Xiaoyou was dizzy, and he yawned again and again after watching for a while. He didn't see many black-clothed people breaking through the wall, nor did the officers and soldiers on patrol, and then there was a fierce fight in King Zhao's room on the second floor.

"Catch the assassin!"

The noise penetrated into her ears, and Qing Boudoir went to knock on the master's door, but no one answered, so she turned around and ran outside, she saw the master and others stabbing the man in black to death, the man in black fell to the ground and died, the ground was stained with blood, and the boudoir was so frightened that she was holding on to the wall, and the whole person almost didn't stand firm.

Rong Yu's expression was very determined, not only was he not afraid, but he also squatted down to search the body of the dead, from the chest to the trouser leg, from the trouser leg to the back, back and forth, there was no clue to let the man come over and pull people, and he knocked away, Rong Yu was afraid that things would be ruined, and said to others: "Today's matter, don't mention it to anyone, malicious catharsis, no mercy!"

"Yes!" everyone did not dare to disobey, they left one after another, after leaving the scene is the time to clean up the scene, tomorrow is an important day, there can be no mistakes, people are too, and so is the venue.

Qing Boudoir was frightened, almost moved back step by step, after sitting down, thinking about the scene was still palpitating, it was too sudden, one second was still fighting, the next second said that she was dead, she hadn't seen a dead person, it was the first time like today, how could she not be afraid. was in a panic, at this time Rong Yu walked in, saw that she was not in a good state, poured a cup of tea from the table and handed it to her, Qing Boudoir drank a cup, Rong Yu looked at her with concern: "How is it?

"Hmm!" Qing Boudoir nodded faintly.

"I'm relieved if it's okay, you can go to bed early!" After that, he turned to leave, Qing Boudoir grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said in a panic: "Master, I want to go home, I don't want to stay here anymore, I'm afraid!"

Rong Yu looked at the night sky outside the window, it was already late, the plum garden was closed in the middle of the night, where could he go?

"What is this?"

"Bai Yuzhu, the one who suppresses evil spirits!"

Rong Yu threw her a white bead and left, Qing Boudoir held the big bead and looked at it for a long time, the master was too self-righteous, she was afraid of whether it would be good or not, what was the use of giving her a broken bead? Could it be that with this bead, she would not be invaded by all poisons, and the assassin would not be able to get close to her? Ridiculous! Qing Boudoir was displeased and threw the bead under the pillow......

Strange, lying down, she slept until dawn.

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The next day, the sun just showed a small half of the face from the east, the people of Meiyuan have begun to get up one after another, slept all night, the air in the early morning is really comfortable, the boudoir and the palace maid and the aunt who serve welcome the guests to dinner, after last night's patrol, their strange costumes, she doesn't care too much. Most of them treated each other politely, and there was nothing excessive, and she was not surprised by the occasional one or two staring at her, perhaps in their eyes, she was also a person in strange clothes.

The guests have eaten one after another, most of them rushed to the front hall to wait for the assembly, and the boudoir began to supervise the palace maids to prepare pen, ink, paper, inkstone, tea cup and jade dew, and when the auspicious time came, there was no mistake in the offer, and the palace maids received the order.

Everything after that, is going smoothly, the boudoir is a little tired, just go to the logistics office to freshen up, when picking up the eyebrow pencil to draw the eyebrows, she caught a glimpse of a man's face from the bronze mirror, she was shocked, it turned out to be the Emperor of the Glass with a slave rushed in, the boudoir had a sense of foreboding, I don't know what the Emperor wanted to do, so let it.

Lixun didn't look at her, but took out a stack of clothes from the slave's hand, saying that he wanted to change his clothes immediately, just about to call the maidservant, but there was no one to see, Fang Zhidu was transferred to the front hall, Lixun was in a hurry to choose someone, so he pointed to the boudoir and said: "You, come and change my clothes!"

"Me?" Qing Boudoir thought she had heard it wrong, she was not a palace maid, how could she change the emperor's clothes?

"It's you!" Lixun confirmed.

"I'm sorry, the slave is clumsy, I'm afraid I can't be thoughtful, if the emperor changes clothes, the slave will go to the front hall to send one over to summon it!

"Stop, who allowed you to move?" Li Xun looked unhappy: "The conference is coming, how precious time is, the time is delayed, you have a few heads, why don't you come over quickly, do you want to resist the order?"

Qing Boudoir knows that the anger of the Son of Heaven endangers the city, if she does not obey, in addition to her and the master, she is dead nothing, the key is sorry for the teacher, there is no way to this year, the official pressure is dead, in addition to compromise, you can only compromise. She timidly turned and closed the door.

Lixun stretched out her arms, waiting for her to change her clothes, thinking about the last mistake, her heart was extremely depressed, and it took a long time to convince herself, just let it go.

Stretched out his hand to untie his gold silk belt, carefully hung it on the wooden frame, and then took off the robe, there was a mattress in the innermost layer, Qing Boudoir breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the clothes were covered, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

The new clothes were put on by Lixun, it was a purple robe, very atmospheric, he looked left and right at his sleeves, and left in a hurry without saying a word.

Qing boudoir finally put down her heart, she sat down on the chair, and did not relax for a long time, until someone from the Huanyi Bureau came to get the imperial clothes, she relieved herself, it turned out that there are more terrible people in this world than the master, the anger of the master, just a punishment, the anger of the emperor, a good person, say that the cut is cut, the master accompanies such a person all the year round, it is not easy.

Qing Boudoir cut her hair, got up and went out, the sun was already hanging outside.

"Miss Zheng, Miss Zheng, something is wrong, something is wrong-" Not far away, several palace maids rushed towards her, and it seemed that the problem was not small.

"What's wrong? panic!"

"King Zhao drank the green tea you and your aunt brewed, and now he faints, the emperor suspects that someone has poisoned the tea, and wants to ask you for questioning!"

"What? How can this be, Auntie? Where has Auntie gone?"

"My aunt has been tied up in the backyard, and now only you are left, Miss Zheng, I'm afraid it's too bad to go!"

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