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Ah Xiang followed Murong Yixiao out of the East Feather Palace, the road was long, the bluestones on the ground were warm by the sun, and the two walked across the path and came to the northeast corner of the Imperial Garden.

The breeze is about to rise, and the wind in the prelude is a little winter-like, which makes people feel a little cold intrusive.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ah Xiang asked: "Why does Zhaohua embarrass those two sisters today, and I don't see Zhaohua angry because of this little thing on weekdays." The slave remembered the last time Zhaohua punished them, it was two months ago when they first came. Zhaohua is neither a stingy person, nor a harsh person, today's actions really make the slave and maid unable to figure it out? It's better for the slaves and maids to write it down for the time being, if they dare to commit it again next time, they will be punished together, and they will not be spared at that time, Zhaohua, what do you think? ”

Ah Xiang deliberately wanted to persuade her, so her tone was extraordinarily tactful.

Murong Yixiao chuckled and said: "Ah Xiang, you are good at everything, but your heart is too kind, you will treat others as petite when they shed a few tears, don't forget who they are the ones who added them to us." ”

Ah Xiang wondered: "Zhaohua is talking about ......" Xiu's eyes went deeper and deeper, and the hand holding Murong Yixiao trembled slightly.

Murong Yixiao looked at the peach blossoms in front of him, gorgeous and colorful, hurriedly brushed away Ah Xiang's slightly trembling hands, and walked leisurely and quickly towards the peach tree.

With the laughter like a wind chime, he looked left and right a few times, saw that there was no one around, approached a luxuriant peach branch, reached out and broke a few branches, and played with them carefully in his hand.

When Ah Xiang saw it, she was busy trying to stop her, but it was too late. The five flavors in her heart are indescribable, why Zhaohua still has a ghostly mind in the last quarter of an hour, and she can play like a child in the next quarter of an hour, when did she not see through her exquisite mind.

Ah Xiang stepped forward with a wry smile, pulled Murong Yixiao back, and said in a low voice: "Please also ask Zhaohua to go with the slave and maid, there are many people in the palace, Zhaohua must always maintain his appearance, and if it is later, the queen will really be angry." ”

Murong Yixiao stared at the few peach blossoms in his hand and smiled, and then leaned to the tip of his nose to smell it, a fresh fragrance, with some cold fragrance of tree oil, and his heart was overjoyed, and he didn't listen to Ah Xiang's words at all.

Ah Xiang was helpless, held up her arm and pushed her to walk.

The two walked to the east gate of the Imperial Garden and entered the long street, Ah Xiang pondered all the way, pondered repeatedly in his heart, and saw that there was no one around, and asked again: "Please make it clear to the master, Ah Xiang is dull." ”

Murong Yixiao picked a few peach blossoms on the branches, picked the one with the largest petals and handed it to Ah Xiang, and said lightly: "Ah Xiang, don't you know what kind of person Cheng Die is?" Ah Xiang took the peach blossom and looked at it carefully, with other thoughts in her eyes.

"Timid and cautious, clear-minded," Ah Xiang said, nodding her head to confirm that what she said was the truth.

"What about pairs?"

"There is a degree of advance and retreat, and you are good at measuring people's hearts." Ah Xiang is even more undoubted.

"Well, but what did they do today, didn't you pay attention?" Murong Yixiao hugged the plum blossom with both hands and stopped.

Ah Xiang thought about it carefully, and suddenly, she raised her forehead, frowned, and shook her head.

Murong Yixiao hugged the peach blossom in his arms, chuckled secretly, turned sideways, walked forward with broken steps, and said slowly in a cold voice: "Cheng Die is timid and cautious but good at combing his hair in a bun, and Cheng Shuang is good at measuring people's hearts but his words are ineffective. Don't you think it's unusual? ”

Ah Xiang's clear eyes looked at Murong Yixiao: "Is Zhaohua suspicious of them?" ”

"Su Ri they must accompany you for something, please ask this palace, and today they have lost their usual speculation and caution, which means that they must have encountered a thing, a thing that can make them show their true colors and resent, what do you say it will be?"

Murong smiled handy, and his delicate little face greeted the sunlight of the milk bath, and slowly walked into the corridor.

Ah Xiang's misty eyes lost focus, and she thought in disbelief, is this their delicate and eccentric princess?

When did she see through this?

Hasn't she always been the willful, unreasonable, and disregard for all rules and etiquette Murong Yixiao?

Could it be that something happened to her last time she left the palace that made her mind grow?

Ah Fei hasn't replied yet, Zhaohua hasn't said a word, is there something going to happen, is the words of Concubine Hui in the morning really hinting at something?

The more Ah Xiang thought about it, the more she trembled, the more she became a butterfly was given to Zhaohua by Concubine Xian, and this morning she was still the same as normal when she entered the dormitory, and it was what she said that made them show their clues.

Ah Xiang carefully recalled what Chen Zao said, and after a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, could it be that the two of them were not the people of Concubine Xian, but the people of the emperor, they were clearly ordered by Concubine Xian to help take care of them, but in fact they were surveillance. Ah Xiang's heart was cold, and the coldness instantly came to her palm, and in a trance, Murong Yixiao was gone.

Ah Xiang gathered his attention and hurriedly searched for it.

Murong Yixiao has walked to the end of the corridor, in front of the lotus pond, a water pavilion verandah on the clear and quiet river water, the head of the corridor is a Xuanshui Pavilion, the pavilion is carved and painted with columns, the corridor passes through the Xuanshui Pavilion, zigzags into the west gate of the Fengyu Palace.

Ah Xiang trotted to catch up with Murong Yixiao, because he got up late in the morning, he had to take a shortcut, if he took the south gate again, it was estimated that it would be the time, and the people who asked for peace would be scattered, and Murong Yixiao would be blamed again.

Ah Xiang followed Murong Yixiao and stepped up and entered the Fengyu Palace.

The two of them were silent in their hearts, and there were no longer doubts.

Passing through the Yinuan Pavilion in the west side hall, he came to the gate of the main hall, and the two eunuchs at the door bowed and saluted: "The slave asks Xiao Zhaohua for peace." ”

Murong Yixiao said "um", as if she remembered something and stopped raising her foot, Ah Xiang understood what she meant, stepped forward to wisp her headdress, and straightened her clothes.

Seeing that Murong Yixiao was still holding those peach blossoms in her hands, Ah Xiang asked softly, "Zhaohua, is this going to be brought in?" ”

Murong Yixiao knew that the palace concubines must have arrived at this time, if they brought these peach blossoms, they would definitely wait for a lot of poisonous words that were unreasonable, no one in their eyes, and despised the queen, and they were still a little reluctant in their hearts, and when they were embarrassed, they finally threw them into the arms of the little eunuch next to them and stepped into the palace gate decisively.

Ah Xiang happily followed.

Murong Yixiao heard that someone in front of her had already spread the news of her arrival, so she slowed down a little and entered the main hall gently and politely.

In the main hall, the concubines and concubines of the palace sat in a humble and orderly manner, and Murong walked into them in a gorgeous costume.

The concubines who were bowing their heads and whispering just now, all gathered to look at Murong Yixiao, and their expressions were very different.

The queen sat in the middle of the main hall, and Murong Yixiao approached to ask for peace: "The queen is blessed with Jin'an, the concubine is late, and Wanwang Niangniang forgives her sins." ”

The queen was dressed in a goose-yellow bird-like brocade robe, wearing a phoenix crown, a beautiful hexagonal face, with light makeup on her face, her bearing was luxurious and elegant, her demeanor was calm and kind, her hands were folded on her knees, and she was wearing a huge crystal jade gem on her right index finger, which was extremely rare.

Seeing Murong Yixiao's dress, the queen's kind eyebrows melted softly, and she said with a smile: "Well, get up, it's already rare that you can come to ask for peace, and it's not too late to count you as having a heart, go down and sit." The queen said that she was not late, and no one dared to say more about it.

"Yes, Queen Xie is compassionate, and the concubine will definitely ask for peace on time in the future, and she will not let the queen mother and the sisters of the palace worry about their sister." Murong Yixiao obediently retreated to the last position and sat down.

"I thought my sister would always ignore the rules of Xinyao's harem casually, so there were times when I saw it? It's a rarity. Concubine Xian swept Murong Yixiao with disdain, and then raised her head to look at the queen, and her soft voice slowly entered everyone's ears.

There was silence in the hall.