Xin Yao once heard He Xuan tell her stories such as Xi Shi's disaster and Daji's confusion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When listening to He Xuan tell these stories, Xin Yao felt that it was not Xi Shi and Daji who had the most charming faces, but King Wu and King Xu, who coveted beauty.

Beauty is like this beautiful scenery, if today because of the indulgence in beautiful scenery and delayed going to the Qingshu Palace to meet Aunt Rong, shouldn't you blame yourself for greedy for spring?

The beautiful scenery does not know the wind and the moon, because it itself is the wind and the moon, if there are really people because of the beautiful scenery, happy and not returning, delaying their ambitions, do they still have to blame this beautiful scenery that does not know people's hearts to confuse people?

Beauty is also the same thing, beauty is born, temperament is natural, beauty meets talent, just like Xiao Qiao meets Zhou Lang, the piano sings, and cherishes each other; Or just like Wenjun pursues the same, he is willing to win the heart of one person, and the white head is not separated.

Xin Yaozhi is a Ming person, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, he also knows how to stop in moderation, passing through this bamboo garden, it should be close to the Qingshu Palace.

This bamboo garden is far away from the Taiji Palace, and it is not the place of the harem, probably built specifically to set off the Qingshu Palace of Princess Nandi, the closer to the Qingshu Palace, the more quiet and uninhabited, but this bamboo garden, but suddenly made a strange sound.

Xin Yao set aside the verdant bamboo forest, and saw a young man in a pigmented robe slashing bamboo with a sword next to the stone arch bridge in the bamboo garden, the young man realized that Xin Yao was approaching, and he pointed at Xin Yao, "Who are you?" ”

"I am Xin Yao, the maid of Liu Shizi of Yizhou." Xin Yao flashed his eyes, looking the young man up and down, he was quite handsome, his back was straight, like this towering bamboo, his eyes under the sword eyebrows were as bright as cold stars, but his face revealed a maturity that was not commensurate with his age.

Although he didn't know his specific identity, he was holding a sword in the palace, and Xin Yao guessed that he might be a guard. Civil and military officials are not allowed to wear swords to face saints, and when Liu Xuanxuan entered the palace, his long sword was also taken away by the forbidden army.

"Stand down." The young man said indifferently, he changed his sword posture and continued to swing a thick bamboo.

The young man's face was flushed, and it seemed that Fang Cai's sword had exerted a lot of strength, but the bamboo stood still, swung back, and swayed back again.

Seeing that he was about to swing towards the young man, a few thin slits were split on the bamboo joint, and if the thick bamboo was thrown on the young man's face according to the trajectory, he was afraid that his beautiful nose bridge would be caught in the bamboo cracks and blood flowed.

The young man was shocked, but he couldn't control his body, he couldn't dodge, and he didn't even have time to stretch out his forearm to resist, and the bamboo was already in front of him. At the last moment, a cyan silk satin wrapped around the bamboo and pulled the bamboo back.

The young man escaped the catastrophe and hurriedly retreated, and when he looked closely, the thick bamboo that had been chopping continuously was cut in two by the silk satin that was as weak as flowing water. When I was sighing what silk satin was so magical, I took a closer look, and the cut of the broken bamboo was smooth, and it was not like silk satin being broken, as if it was cut by a sharp sword.

But the young man obviously saw with his own eyes that the bamboo was broken along the entanglement of silk satin, what is the mystery in the middle, and a figure floated in between thoughts.

The young man instinctively took a big step back, someone dared to approach him, the comer was not good, but at this time, Lian Bin had something to do and retreated without being by his side.

The young man was about to shout loudly, and his feet were empty, and it turned out that his steps back were too great, and he was about to fall into the clear spring under the stone arch bridge, which was not deep, but if he fell like this, he must be embarrassed.

At this thrilling moment, the young man reached out to grab something, and suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, as if he was firmly held by a pair of slender arms, and looked down to see that it was the blue silk satin that had just cut off the bamboo, firmly wrapped around his waist and legs, and rolled him onto the stone arch bridge.

Although he escaped the pain of stumbling and getting wet, a trace of fear flashed in the young man's mind, that silk satin would not be like chopping bamboo, it would be bad for him, right? As soon as the young man stood firm, without thinking about it, the silk satin around his waist had been loosened and flew into Xin Yao's sleeve.

It turned out that the figure in front of Fang Shan was Xin Yao, and she didn't know what to do to help herself avoid the pain of the bamboo whip and the pain of falling her feet.

"I see that you have a noble temperament, and it's a pity that you are willing to become a guard." Xin Yao stood on tiptoe and landed beside the young man, standing side by side with him in the center of the stone arch bridge.

"You're saying I'm a guard?" The young man thought it was incredible, he was a dignified son of heaven, who saw that he did not bow his head and bow, and in this palace, someone actually called him a guard.

Seeing that Xin Yao didn't pay much attention to himself, the emperor didn't face himself squarely during the answer, but focused on a few playing koi in the pool, just a maidservant, daring to be so rude.

Ignoring the monarch's prestige, the crime should be punished, but the emperor was not angry, but he saw that the water in the pond was crystal clear, the silk and bamboo were lingering, the green water was rippling, and the breeze was blowing, and the green silk on Xin Yao's sideburns was raised, and thousands of ripples were raised.

"You dare to hold a sword in the palace, what are you not a guard?" Xin Yao talked to herself, and probed the green glass satin into the water to play naughtily, so frightened that the koi fish fled one after another, hiding in the stone crevice and never appearing again.

"Your silk satin is really strange." Seeing Xin Yao's ability, the emperor praised him sincerely.

"Do you know who else in this huge palace can wear weapons except for the guards of the forbidden army?" Xin Yao smiled mischievously, took back the green glass satin and held it in her hand, and looked at the young man proudly.

"Then you have to be the Son of Heaven, do whatever you want." The emperor thought about it, who else could this answer be besides himself?

"Wrong, the Son of Heaven is too much compared to me, the Son of Heaven does whatever he wants, and he still needs to hold a sword." Xin Yao's lively and mischievous appearance made the emperor laugh, and it was the first time that someone counted him down in front of the emperor, although without knowing it.

I saw Xin Yao waving her slender arm, and the gauze skirt fluttered with it, her posture was very similar to that of a singer in the palace, but the long sleeves of the singer would fall gently, but the green glass satin that Xin Yao waved was straight into a thin bamboo, and its speed was fast and the strength was accurate, comparable to a sharp blade.

"You see, this is my weapon, and who can confiscate a piece of silk?" Xin Yao slowly withdrew the green glass satin, and the thin bamboo fell down in response, but the green glass satin floated in Xin Yao's green and jade hands, soft and silky.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that it was this extremely soft silk satin, comparable to any sharp sword and sharp knife, the emperor looked at Xin Yao's complacent appearance, and felt very special, particularly sharp, particularly elegant, particularly simple, and very cute.

"Come, I'll accompany you."

Xin Yao couldn't help but say, took a step back with her right foot, held up the green glass satin, and made a gesture.

The emperor waved his sword to block, how could he be Xin Yao's opponent, seeing Xin Yao approaching step by step, making moves to defeat the enemy, only an assassin would dare to be so merciless to the emperor, the emperor blocked left and right, but he was not surprised.

On weekdays, even if the emperor is in a high hall and has a group of guards around him, he is not as stable and steady as he is now.

"Bow to the wind." The emperor hugged his fists, gasping for breath, although he was defeated, he smiled sincerely and was not annoyed at all.

There was a huge difference in the strength of the two sides, and they soon ended the competition and stopped making moves.