Under the fierce attack of the light song pear blossom with rain, she dressed up as a little eunuch with a black face and took her to the Qingming Temple. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qingge followed behind him with a snicker, bowing his head and walking obediently.

"Now is the time on the cusp, and it is too dangerous for you to go out so blatantly.

Qingge raised her little face, "Who can recognize me so far?" Brother Shuye, don't worry. ”

Su Ye looked at her ordinary little face and was speechless. Her current appearance is indeed far from her real appearance. With sallow skin and drooping eyes, he was dressed as a eunuch again, and turned into a little boy with a sad face.

Su Ye watched her quickly scribble on her face, and asked, "Who taught you this?" ”

Qingge smiled but did not answer. Of course, it's the all-powerful dream of whiteness. As long as a person's facial features make a slight change, they will show different personalities. Under the guidance of Mengbai, a makeup master, Qingge also has some kung fu.

At this time, it is a light song, with a strong ** silk temperament, and it has nothing to do with the beauty.

The two of them walked towards the light temple.

I had already seen the light temple from a distance, and I stopped at night and looked over there with a serious expression. Qingge also followed his gaze. The heavily guarded Qingming courtyard is full of white fans, could it be that someone has passed away? His face began to look ugly.

"Who died?" She asked in a hoarse voice.

Su Ye glanced at her and replied, "You still don't know? They are all keeping filial piety for you. ”

Seeing that Qingge was confused, he said again: "Princess Wanyang fell into the water and drowned. ”

She understood, it was the emperor again, no wonder he dared to blatantly take her as a concubine, it turned out that the princess was dead, and she was at most a person who looked like her.

"Let's go, then." The sleeves of the light song Lala have been dreaming of the night, and the eyes are hot, and he is keeping filial piety for her like a family member. They don't know that she didn't die at all, she lived well.

She couldn't wait to stand in front of them and see their surprised looks.

"Wait." Su Ye's brows furrowed like a Sichuan character.

"What's the problem?"

"It's not right." I looked at the guards at the door at night and said, "The guards have all changed." The guards who are now guarding the Yulin Army. ”

Hearing Su Ye say this, Qingge also discovered that the last time she went out from here, she was indeed not a group of guards. But what does this mean?

"Yulin Army, isn't it just that you are in charge?" Qingge asked.

"That's why it's even weirder." The sound of the night seemed to come from the cold water, oppressive and cold.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, why are you standing here?" A voice came from behind him, scaring him lightly. Neither of them even noticed that anyone was approaching.

Looking at Qingge, this man Mengbai is about the same age, seventeen or eighteen years old, with exquisite clothes, and a number of jade pendants, snuff bottles and other gadgets hanging around his waist, his appearance is not handsome, his face is gentle, but he can feel a faint nobility.

She thought he was very familiar.

When I looked back at him at night, my eyes darkened a little. "Third brother." He said with a faint call.

Qingge's neck shrank when she heard this. It turned out that this was the first time she went out of the city to relieve her of the siege of the third prince Luan Feng. The two of them had met once, so it was no wonder she wasn't impressed. She quickly lowered her head, and if Sue Ye knew that she had stolen his token, she would be dead. Now she could only hope that he didn't have much of an impression of her.

Really afraid of something, Luan Feng looked at Qingge who was hiding behind Su Ye, and said with a smile: "You little slave is so rude, you don't bow when you see this king." ”

Qingge knelt down with his sleeves and said in a rough voice: "The slave has seen the Third Highness." ”

"Look up, I seem to have seen you somewhere." As he spoke, Luan Feng used the folding fan in his hand to raise Qingge's chin. This slightly flirtatious action was lightly blocked by the night.

"Why is the third brother here?" Su Ye asked.

"I'll do some aftermath." Luan Feng pointed to Qingmingyuan and said.

"What aftermath?" Su Ye asked. Qingge's mood also became nervous. It turns out that the people here have been replaced by Luanfeng's people.

Luan Feng was an idle prince who should have returned to his fiefdom a long time ago, how could he be able to mobilize the Yulin Army. The only possibility is that this right was given by the emperor.

Sueye was divided, but he didn't know it until then. Qingge glanced at it secretly, he should have thought of this layer as well, but it was not revealed on his face.

"My father ordered me to execute the minions of the Light Ming Temple. The masters are dead, and they will also go to serve the princess well. Luan Feng showed his white teeth, carefully observed the expressions of the two of them, and said with a smile.

Qingge had clenched his fists at this moment. Su Ye on the side was about to say something, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes by Qingge.

The two looked at each other, and Qingge shook his head at him slightly. He has been cut by the emperor, and there may be more serious things to come. He can't come out. The Emperor can no longer be allowed to seize the handle.

"I've long heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a good man, is it true?" Luan Feng looked at them affectionately, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that the appearance of this little eunuch is really unsatisfactory. His Highness can also see such a person......"

Before the word "Shang" could be spoken, Qingge was close to him, and his elbow smashed precisely on his throat, making him lose his voice in an instant.

Luan Feng only felt a suffocating pain that made him dizzy. He never expected such a weak person to have so much strength.

The next moment, a sharp branch had unambiguously pierced his skin, reaching the artery in his neck. He could almost feel his veins throbbing under the branches.

In broad daylight, Qingge stood on tiptoe and held Luan Feng hostage with a hug. From the outside, it seems that this little eunuch hugged Luan Feng and buried his face in his chest, extremely intimate.

"Do you want to know how Princess Wanyang died, you will soon become the second Wanyang." Qingge whispered in his ear in a hoarse and bloodthirsty voice.

"Bring him the token." Wake up all night on the side.

Qingge groped around with him for a while, and sure enough, he found the token.

At this moment, Luan Feng couldn't stand anymore, and lay on Qingge's shoulder softly.

Someone from the Yulin Army over there noticed their movements, and hesitated to step forward to ask what was wrong with the third prince.

simply stayed farther away, and was blocked by the night. All they could see was two people hugging each other.

When you encounter such a thing, it is generally more embarrassing for the person who sees it than the person who does it. Those few Yulin soldiers really didn't dare to come forward.

"Your Highness." Qingge suddenly snorted and winked at the night.

"Well, since my third brother wants Lin Er so much, I'll reward him to the third brother." Su Ye said in a loud voice.

Qingge pushed a little harder on the acupuncture points on the back of his neck. Let him fall asleep completely.