Seeing this, Song Ziyu frowned, raised his hand and pulled Lin Xiaojin's arm, and said suspiciously: "Xiaojin, you are about the same level of IQ as me, you are going to spy on him?

"Second cousin, what you said is wrong!" Lin Xiaojin replied solemnly: "Your IQ is unique, and I am not at the same level as you!"

"No, are you praising me or hurting me?"

Song Ziyu's slender eyes looked uncertain.

“... You just take me as a compliment to you. Lin Xiaojin raised his hand to support his forehead.

As soon as Song Ziyu heard that he was praising him, he immediately squinted and smiled, smiling so brightly, he could be called angry.

Lin Xiaojin covered his mouth and snickered: "Second cousin, I see that this time is almost over, can you send me back to Yuqian Palace? It's too late, Lu Zhu and Hong Su still have to worry about me." ”

"Received! The Queen Mother has an order, and her subordinates should obey her orders!"

Song Ziyu quickly put the wine jar into the dark compartment and jumped up neatly.

His slender waist and slender thighs are very chic.

*

The palace of the king of prayer, the mansion of Nuoda, is very quiet in the night.

Lanterns hang high everywhere, and the faint light reflects the ground for lighting.

Xiao Qiye was wearing a moon-white robe, and his figure stood coldly in the courtyard of the front yard of the palace pruning flower branches.

Behind him stood a few servants, with glass lamps for lighting, small charcoal stoves hung, and wooden trays of pruning tools bent over.

The hydrangea in front of him was not yet in bloom, and his white and slender fingertips stroked the dark green leaves, and in the other hand he held scissors, pruning the excess flower branches.

Xiao Qiye has always felt what kind of person and what kind of mansion he lives in.

The master is magnificent, the house must be strong with gusts of wind, the master hesitates Feng Tang, the house must be nine curves, the master uses the line to hide, and the house must advance and retreat.

He often liked to play with the many flowers in the yard, and it seemed that every bit of meticulousness was the right benefit of pampering.

Anan had finished his work at this time and came back to resume his life.

Anan saw that the prince was tending to the flowers, so he walked lightly in front of Xiao Qiye, not daring to speak without permission, so as not to spoil the prince's interest.

"How's it going?"

Xiao Qiye didn't raise his eyelids, and his voice was slightly cold.

His fingertips touched the leaves of the flowers, and his eyes lingered on the delicate seedlings.

These seedlings have been planted in the palace for several years, but they have never bloomed.

"Back to the prince, my subordinates have checked. Qi Zhili has been staying at home for the past two months, going to Qinglou Wine Garden twice, and also going to Jiang Yuzhi. The sword of Pingyaofang seems to have been sent to Jiangfu. I don't know what Qi Zhili and Jiang Chengxiang have to do?

Now Jiang Yuzhi is trapped on death row because of Concubine Jiang Shu's affairs, and he can't turn over. Qi Zhiyuan will definitely clear up the relationship. As for the person who secretly shot an arrow and injured the Queen Mother, he was a guard beside the county lord of Qingtao, and I have already brought his hand. ”

Anan's eyes under Jian's eyebrows were cold.

He opened the burden he was carrying, and inside the bag was a wooden box, and the lid of the wooden box was lifted, revealing a pair of bloody human hands.

Anan presented the wooden box in front of Xiao Qiye.

Xiao Qiye raised his eyes at this time, and looked at the bloody wooden box, where Bai Shengsheng's hands were placed, which were cut very neatly.

Xiao Qiye was dressed in white and quiet, and the dust was spotless under the moonlight, he showed a little happy expression on his face, raised his hand and touched the flower seedlings in front of him softly, and praised warmly: "It's done well." ”