She could vaguely feel that the man in front of her, who had a light on his back and couldn't see his face clearly, was her lover in her previous life.

She was too familiar with her lover, from the voice to the appearance, even to some casual small movements, and when he supported her, the warm fingertips and the warm breath sprayed on the corners of her forehead, all of them were exactly the same as in her previous life. She tilted her head slightly to see him, but her body was stiff with cold, and the man was carrying the light on his back, so she couldn't see anything clearly.

She choked vigorously twice and muttered something.

The man beside him had a dark gaze, and his dry and warm palm was against his shoulder blade, and there was a faint tingling pain. He didn't know she had just been whipped, so he squeezed it a little harder. She hissed softly, closed her eyes, and muttered, "Chang Gong." ”

If he accidentally recognized the wrong person, the man in front of him would definitely abandon himself and return to the banquet.

But he didn't. He pursed his lips tightly, and there was a slight hint of surprise in his eyes, as if there was a hint of disbelief. His slender fingers pressed the tie around his waist, and with almost no hesitation, he removed his robe and draped it over hers.

There was still a remnant of his body temperature on the wide robe, and there was a little warmth, which belonged only to him.

She muttered a long compliment again, and said abruptly: "I seem to have caused you trouble." ”

The man held her body with one hand and pulled her robe with the other, and the dark color in his eyes was like an undercurrent.

Just now at the banquet, he saw this palace maid at a glance. At that time, she followed the queen, and her eyebrows and eyes were almost exactly the same as those of her wife. At that time, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and he was almost about to call out her name on the spot, A-Yao.

But the palace maid didn't seem to know herself, and her expression was always submissive, unlike Ah Yao.

He called the maid to him and asked him gently. He was soon disappointed, and the maid was not the same as his wife except for her eyebrows and eyes. Her eyes, her words, and some subconscious small movements are all very different from Ah Yao.

At that time, he thought that he probably had misrecognized the wrong person, just like the countless coincidences he encountered in the first twenty years of his life.

This palace maid is not his wife, she just happens to have some resemblance to his wife.

Then the queen took the maid out of the court, about to be questioned; Then the king of Qi questioned His Majesty about the battle situation in the southeast, and His Majesty was helpless, and hurriedly went out to find the queen, and everyone in the banquet was drunk and almost made a fuss. Taiwei was worried that he would not be able to end today, so he asked himself, who was not drunk, to call His Majesty back.

But this time, he saw his wife.

Even if she has been reincarnated countless times, she will never admit that she is wrong.

Her eyes were slightly misty, and every time before she set out on the expedition, A-Yao would look at herself with such misty eyes; She subconsciously leaned into her shoulder socket, exactly like in her previous life; And just now she was still whispering to herself, Chang Gong.

In this world, no one will call him Changgong, except for his A-Yao.

Because this is the Western Jin Dynasty, it is the Western Jin Dynasty three hundred years ago, and there is no King of Lanling.

He didn't have time to think about it for a while, why Ah Yao's appearance at the banquet was so different from the current appearance, his body was already one step ahead of him, and he took off his robe and draped it on her body. Her whole body was stiff with cold, her cheeks were stained with crystal droplets, and with the lake next to her, it was not difficult to guess that she had just fallen into the water.

A palace maid who was supposed to be a stranger, after falling into the water, became his A-Yao?

A bold thought came to his mind, and he felt a little frightened when he thought about it. He looked down at the girl in his arms, rubbing his fingertips against her cheeks, wiping away the crystal droplets little by little.

"Marquis Yingchuan." The queen's cold voice suddenly came from behind him, "You seem to be very interested in this palace maid?" ”

She struggled slightly in his arms, as if to explain something. But he pressed her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I'll have me." Then he stood up and waved at the queen.

It's late autumn and the weather is already a little cooler. Therefore, even if he removed his outer robe, he was still wearing the official uniform of a military attaché, which was not considered a loss of honor in front of the queen. After a long stroke, he straightened up again, and said in a low voice: "Queen, today Jianye City is very happy, and Your Majesty is also very happy. ”

He said slowly word by word, with a frank expression, as if he had nothing to do with the woman.

Empress Jia snorted, stretched out an index finger painted with red dankou, and gently tapped him: "Remember your identity." ”

His hands clenched into fists in his sleeves, but his expression and tone were still unwavering: "Weichen obeys the queen's will." ”

Empress Jia snorted coldly, and then said to Sima Zhen beside her, "Let's go." Count you as acquaintances. Then he took Sima Zhen's hand, and left Shi Shiran in the company of eighteen palace maids and eighteen palace lamps. He stood there motionless, cold sweat soaking through his underwear little by little, and the dark color in his eyes became sharp little by little.

He knew how ruthless Empress Jia's methods were. Whether it's seen in the history books, or what I've seen with my own eyes in the past ten years.

Now A-Yao is a palace maid, and he is a foreign minister, once he shows a little bit, even if there is only the slightest concern, he will be detained as a big hat of lewdness/chaos in the palace. He himself has a heavy army, the courtiers are jealous, and with the help of King Zhao and Taiwei, he is naturally fearless. But his A-Yao remained in the palace, and the queen had a thousand palace rules to put her to death.

King Zhao and Taiwei will help themselves, but not a strange palace maid.

And what they are more likely to do is to secretly execute this palace maid to save themselves, the important minister of the court.

He stood motionless in the darkness until Sima Zhen and Empress Jia walked away, and then slowly closed his eyes.

A eunuch next to him pinched the whip, cautiously walked up and said with a sneer: "Look, Marquis Yingchuan, it's cold and freezing here, and you're pestle here, won't you freeze your body?" This little-" He just wanted to talk about this little thing, and then thought of the generosity and benevolence of the Marquis of Yingchuan, and probably couldn't hear this kind of words, so he turned a corner again, "The little palace maid is taken care of by the Marquis of Yingchuan, and she probably won't lose her manners." Look, isn't it time for you to go back? As he spoke, he glanced at the departing emperor and empress with his eyes.

Ying Chuanhou glanced sideways at him, and said in a deep voice, "You seem to want me to leave?" ”

"No, no, no, how can that?" The eunuch sneered, but he was secretly cursing in his heart, of course our family wants you to leave early, if you don't leave, how can our family pack up this little thing so quickly? Just now, the queen has instructed her to clean her up like a prince, leaving no traces, if the queen comes back and finds that this little thing is still there, what Ming'er can't save is her own life.

Thinking of this, the eunuch bowed his body slightly, and said with a smile: "The Marquis of Yingchuan is busy with affairs, and in the middle of the night, it seems that it is not suitable for you to stay here for a long time." ”

This palace is divided into an inner city and an outer city. Although this is an outer city, no concubine will pass by here for the time being, but there is something wrong after all.

Ying Chuanhou glanced at him sideways, and there seemed to be some sharp determination in his dark eyes.

The eunuch shuddered.

Marquis Yingchuan slowly retracted his gaze, and after the emperor and queen walked away, he returned to the palace maid and helped her up.

She coughed twice in his arms, her cold fingertips touched the back of his hand, and her voice was a little hoarse: "You go back, if others see it, it will be a hundred words." The voice was low, inaudible.

He closed his eyes and sighed deeply in her ear, "A-Yao." ”

He wanted to ask her why she had just been at the banquet, and she looked completely unfamiliar.

He also wanted to ask her why she had become his Ayao after she had just fallen into the water.

But now she was lying in his arms with a cold body, and there was a eunuch next to him who didn't know what she wanted to do, but refused to leave, and in a further place, Sima Zhen and Empress Jia still hadn't left. He couldn't ask any of these words.

She murmured in his arms, "I heard the queen say just now that you saw me at the banquet. ”

His body stiffened, then slowly relaxed.

She looked up into his eyes with a somewhat stunned expression. She had already guessed why his body was slightly stiff when he approached her just now; She also guessed why he didn't recognize her at first, but after taking two steps, he turned around again, took off his robe and put it on her, and said nothing.

She closed her eyes, slowly took his hand, and whispered, "Go back." You'll know, but not now. ”

In the middle of the night, the lonely man/widow, and the identities of both of them are a little taboo, and there is a eunuch next to him, and even Sima Zhen and Queen Jia did not go far. Now is not the right time to explain.

He rested his chin on the side of her neck and mumbled heavily.

This affectionate gesture frightened her, as well as the eunuch next to her.

The eunuch pinched his throat and was about to scream, when suddenly Yingchuan Hou put down the girl in his arms and came to the eunuch, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, faintly with a hint of warning and threat. The word queen, which the eunuch was about to shout, was instantly stuck in his throat.

"Ying, Yingchuan, Hou ......" The eunuch felt that his legs and stomach were trembling.

Ying Chuanhou's gaze was as sharp as a knife, like a blue wolf with sharp claws. The eunuch felt that his legs and stomach were shaking, but his whole body was shaking. This is the eyes that can only be quenched after quenching blood and killing people on the battlefield, as sharp as a blade. No matter how fierce the queen's gaze is, no matter how ruthless it is, compared to this Marquis of Yingchuan, it is just a soft noose.

"You, you, you ......" the eunuch couldn't even speak.

"You're going to tear me apart." Ying Chuanhou's gaze swept over him inch by inch, and finally stopped on the whip in his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of hoarseness in his deep voice, "It seems that I shouldn't have left you here tonight." ”

His tone softened slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It just so happens that King Zhao asked me to find a eunuch to serve in the past, and I don't need to look for more, it's you." Come with me to the feast, and someone will come and take your place. ”