All the palace people in Zhaoqing Hall followed the wind spirit to Luming Garden. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Feng Lingyuan suspected that the arson was the people of the Zhaoqing Palace, and when she moved, she deliberately looked at those people one by one, and there were only a few people in the Zhaoqing Palace, none of them were the figure she saw.

After tossing in the middle of the night, when everything was settled, the five watch drums beat again. Feng Ling simply didn't sleep, freshened up, and went to the Liangyi Palace. She remembered that today's delay in returning to the pilgrimage, the saint is going to hold a great pilgrimage. After the dismissal, there was about to be a meal, and she had to go and prepare it early.

A few days ago, the weather was hot and humid, and the saint did not think about eating and drinking, so she occasionally used a handmade vinegar celery from Jiangnan Province with rice porridge, which was very good, and she has been serving food and drink these days.

Feng Ling went to the small kitchen behind the Liangyi Hall to cook tea and make tea fruits, and checked whether the palace maid had the proper ingredients to be used, it was still corn cold porridge, with a few light dishes.

After a while, I saw the inner eunuch hurriedly running to the Taoist saint and returning to the temple to rest, so he wanted to pass the meal. Feng Ling personally served the food table, and even went to the inner prison.

She walked to the door of the Liangyi Temple, which was half-open and half-closed, and there was a voice of speech inside. Li Shimin was under the courtiers, and she couldn't rush into the palace with a table of food and drink, so she had to wait outside the hall for the summons.

It was quiet outside the hall, and it didn't take long for the wind spirit to hear who was talking in the hall. She bit her lip, trying to discern what was wrong with the voice. His voice was calm, and he said very little, perhaps because he was in a hurry for days, and he was a little tired when he listened, but his breath was still stable.

Feng Ling said silently in his heart: "Ayan, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep the words I promised you. Don't blame me, although you can protect me, I don't want to carefully hide all day long to avoid trouble. Liu's father and son, I must end it with my own hands to be at ease. ”

After a while, there was no sound of talking in the hall, but the footsteps approached step by step, and they were only a few steps away from reaching the gate of the temple. Feng Ling took a deep breath and lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes.

The Boots stepped out of the threshold and paused in front of her. Feng Ling's heart was empty, and he made up his mind not to look up at him, but he suddenly changed his mind, and said to himself from the bottom of his heart: I just look at him and see if he is injured.

Thinking like this, his gaze moved up to the black leather boots. A pair of golden-brown eyes with a thin anger were waiting for her to look over, and from this look, the body and bones must be fine. Feng Ling shrank for a moment, then lowered his gaze again, moved his lips slightly, and muttered, "I'm sorry."

Ah Sheng came out to pass on her, and Feng Ling straightened the food table and turned around to enter the hall, and fled from Fu Yanyan's side.

Feng Ling put down the food table in front of Li Shimin and put chopsticks on him for him. Li Shimin glanced at her, and he didn't know if he noticed that her expression was beneficial, so he only said idly as if he was unintentional: "Ayan is already a general under the third grade, although this battle is meritorious, it is not appropriate to be rewarded in terms of rank, and the reward on the wealth is not due to him." ”

"The saint cherishes the general, and my Tang soldiers will be able to understand the saint's intentions, brave all over the world, and his liver and brain will be smeared." The wind spirit couldn't take what he said, so he just blindly praised it so that he could take the conversation away.

Li Shimin seemed to be able to see through her embarrassment, and laughed a few times, but Feng Ling couldn't laugh with his head hooked.

"Today's face is very ugly, is it because the Zhaoqing Hall didn't sleep peacefully last night?" Fortunately, Li Shimin didn't dwell on this, and instead asked about the fire in Zhaoqing Hall last night.

Feng Ling recounted the situation last night in detail, mentioning that the familiar figure she saw had hurt her twice, but she didn't succeed, but she was afraid that she would not give up.

"In the past two years, the old diseases are often committed, and the body bones are really not as good as before, but I taught some ghosts and ghosts to get the opportunity, and they jumped out one by one to make trouble, and they dared to move the Zhaoqing Palace, only when there was no owner in this Daxing Palace!" Li Shimin threw down the gilded lotus-patterned bowl containing corn porridge in his hand with a "bang", and half of the corn porridge splashed out of the bowl and splashed it on the dining table.

The wind spirit came to clean up the food table in a panic, and persuaded in a soft voice: "The saint should not be angry, and take care of yourself, when the wind spirit has verified those account books and turned over the case, you can bring those evil things to justice." ”

Li Shimin threw away the porridge bowl, calmed down a surge of anger, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the bruises under Feng Ling's eyes, thinking that he was bluffed enough last night, so he softened his voice and asked, "Did you hurt last night?" ”

Feng Ling shook his head and spread out his palm to Li Shimin: "It's not a big deal, but the copper lock in the palm of his hand is hot, and it turns red." ”

Li Shimin glanced at a red mark in her palm, turned his head and instructed Ah Sheng to go to the Shang Pharmacy to summon someone to wait in Luming Garden, and then comforted Feng Ling and said: "In a few days, when the army returns to the dynasty and rewards all the generals, then move to Cuiwei Palace. In the past few days, there have been two more patrols outside Luming Garden, and people are not taught to enter and exit at will. ”

Feng Ling thanked her, and Li Shimin no longer taught her to serve, and ordered her to go back to Luming Garden earlier to treat her palms and make up for sleep.

She was indeed tired, and she wished that she could reach Luming Garden with her feet lifted, climb on the couch and sleep on her feet. She desperately wants to have a chariot to carry her back, but her identity is not clear now, walking in the palace can only be regarded as a female official at most, how can she take the chariot at will.

It was easy to drag his steps to the outside of Luming Garden, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to have lost the dagger pressed under the pillow in the panic last night. Although the dagger is not expensive, it is extremely sharp, and it was given to her by her mother for self-defense, and she once injured Ashina Helu in the Guazhou Wasteland and saved her life.

No matter how sore her eyelids were, no matter how much she cared about the couch, she couldn't throw away the dagger. So she changed her course, did not go to Luming Garden, and turned back to the nearby Zhaoqing Hall to find her dagger.

She entered the door of the Zhaoqing Palace, the courtyard was silent, it seemed that no one had come to clean up the damage of this courtyard, the wind spirit was secretly happy, if someone came to clean it up, I am afraid that she might not be able to find her dagger.

She walked quickly around the shadow wall, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a person standing alone in front of the stone steps of the main hall, with his back to the wind spirit, and she couldn't see who it was.

"Who are you? What is it doing here? Wind Spirit Yibi stepped forward and asked in a raised voice.

The man turned around calmly, his gaze swept lightly, and the wind spirit was startled.

She hurriedly saluted and confessed: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." The folk girl was confused, and she lost her words for a while, and Her Highness forgave her sins. ”

"You are already rude and rude, so why bother with you." Li Zhi threw out a sentence coldly, not intending to ignore her, turned around, and continued to stare at the stone steps.

Feng Ling was really curious, and he felt funny: could this stone step be made of jade, or was there some strange treasure on the stone steps, how could he be so fascinated?

Li Zhi stood at the foot of the stone steps, blocking her way into the hall to find the dagger, and she couldn't cross the prince, so she went straight in, and asked, "Dare to ask Your Highness, what are you looking for?" The Wind Spirit is willing to serve His Highness. ”