This can't stop the old eunuch who has been killing people in the imperial garden for a long time. Ping Yao knew in his heart that the old eunuch had the courage to kill people in broad daylight, that is, he had a fight.

Ping Yao deliberately exposed the horse's feet and leaned against a stone on the shore.

Sure enough, someone behind her pushed her hard and pushed her into the lake in front of her.

Ping Yao struggled a few times, took a deep breath, and dived to the bottom of the lake.

This is the harem, human life is like a mustard, and for some people, killing a person is as simple as folding a flower.

This lake was selected by Ping Yao, and sparse lotus flowers are planted in it. When she struggled, she swam to the lotus flower. Dive into the water, hold your breath for a while, and start swimming towards the lotus edge. Use Tian Tian lotus leaves to block the bubbles she exhales when she ventilates.

In her previous life, at the pool party, Ping Yao participated a lot. Although the swimming technique is not very good, it still does not drown.

After staying in the lake for nearly half an hour, Ping Yao swam into the distance. Swam to another shore and found a cave, and Ping Yao got into it.

She didn't dare to go out, for fear that the old eunuch was still waiting for her at the exit.

The people in the palace are all human spirits, and they are very careful.

Only in the dead of night, sneaking out, is good. The old eunuch wouldn't have stayed so late - she hadn't gone out for so long, and the old eunuch would have thought she was dead.

Even if you don't die, kill it again. The life of a minion is worthless.

Ping Yao was sitting in the cave, and outside, there were violet vines at the entrance of the cave.

Looking at the lake through the vines, I saw that the surface of the lake, which was dyed bright red by the setting sun, gradually turned blue. Occasionally, a carp would pop up, its tail tapping the water, and in the silence, Ping Yao could still hear the sound of the water.

Gradually, night fell, and the lake reflected a crescent moon. As the fish swims by, the crescent crumbles into many small pieces. Then it gradually recovers into a bend.

I don't know how long it took. Ping Yao felt that she was almost able to go out.

Suddenly I heard a sound of footsteps. Ping Yao retreated back into the cave.

Outside, there was a constant stream of noise. Ping Yao couldn't guess what he was doing. She didn't dare to look either—it was too close, almost near the mouth of her cave.

Until, there was a faint glow of fire shining through the vines into the hole.

The old eunuch is warming up by a fire? Patience is too good, isn't it?

Until, a burst of fragrance came to the nose.

The old eunuch is roasting game to satisfy his hunger? Patience really shouldn't be so good!

Ping Yao smelled and was hungry.

She hadn't eaten dinner yet.

The taste is getting more and more fragrant. Ping Yao, which is separated by a stone from the game, can only smell and cannot eat.

It's too embarrassing for this foodie.

But Pingyao didn't dare to go out.

Ping Yao didn't dare to speak, but her stomach was not angry, smelling the fragrance outside, the girl's stomach screamed.

In the dead of night, the stone walls are surrounded by stones, and the cry is exceptionally clear.

Finished. Ping Yao's heart was half cold.

"Huh?"

A curious voice rang out. Ping Yao's heart also rose. Then, footsteps approached the entrance of the cave.

Ping Yao nervously clinged to the stone wall, looking up and down, if there was a loose stone, she was good at self-defense.

The firelight shines on the wisteria, which is clear and warm. A slender hand passed through the vine, and then, slowly, pushed the vine away.

Between the purple petals, red light poured in. illuminates the entire grotto.

Illuminated too, the backlit teenager.

Ping Yao couldn't see his face clearly. However, the warm firelight cast a warm red shadow on his silhouette. Behind him, the mountain, the water, and the quiet moonlight. Ping Yao was a little dazed.

It's like in the movie, the fairy who stepped on the moon.

The voice of the young Qingyue came in surprise: "Is there really someone?" ”

As he spoke, the boy turned sideways. The light swept across the young man's side face, and Ping Yao saw his appearance.

His skin was fair, and when the fire shone on his face, there was a faint orange glow on his face.

The facial features are profound, and they are carved with a knife. Once you look at it, you will never forget it.

However, it is obviously a very bold line, but it is soft and unspoken. When I look at people, I want to be held in the palm of my hand, and I want to be lazy and sleep.

He looks at you with a pair of dark eyes, and when he smiles faintly, the sky and the earth fade.

Ping Yao was stunned, and there was a strange feeling in her heart - this young man seemed to have seen it before.

Where is it? When?

I don't remember exactly.

Ping Yao didn't know how long she had been stunned, and she didn't know how long the young man had been smiling at her.

Until, the boy stretched out his hand to her: "Girl." ”

Only then did Ping Yao come back to his senses.

Eyes moved down, looking at the slender hand in front of him. The hands were beautiful, with well-defined bones, slender and thin.

Ping Yao also stretched out his hand, handed it to the other party's palm, and then let the other party pull him out of the life-saving cave.

The firelight is clustered and reflected in the water, disturbing the nearby carp that cannot sleep at night and swim in the water.

In the palace, there are few times when it is so quiet and warm.

Ping Yao hugged her knees, let the fire dry her damp and cold clothes, and began to think about the identity of the young man opposite in her mind.

Emperor Dachang did not have many children, and there were four princes in total.

The eldest prince and the second prince are old, and they have already left the palace to open a mansion.

The age of the third prince is similar to that of the white-clothed young man opposite. It was only two years ago that the third prince died of illness.

The fourth prince was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Then the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of her is very likely to be her future master, the prince of Da Zhou.

Ping Yao looked at the young man opposite strangely. He was holding a sharp dagger and demeating the roasted brocade chicken.

Even if he was doing such a rough movement, his face was still flat and gentle. A pair of eyes are like the lake in front of them, calm and bright. When the breeze blows, it blows the hair on his shoulders, and the grace is endless.

However, it is different from the straw bale prince rumored by others.

"What are you looking at?"

The cold, low-headed young man who carefully picked the meat opened his mouth.

"Look at how good you look." Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear. Ping Yao's kung fu is top-notch.

The young man raised his head and looked at Ping Yao in slight surprise, and the movements in his hands also stopped.

"The woman of Dachang, do you speak so directly?"

Ping Yao had no choice but to spread her hands: But in her bones, she was not just a feudal woman in Dachang.

smiled on his lips: "I feel it." Where the love goes, the words are just tangible. ”

The young man raised his eyebrows, showing a bit of flamboyance. He didn't say anything more, still lowered his head, and continued to pick the meat.

"My name is Ping Yao, and I am the palace maid of the Suqing Palace. What's your name? ”

When Ping Yao said this, it would also save the time, as soon as the identity of the master and servant was revealed, she would be punished by him for the matter of Da Lala sitting in front of him now.

"Yunyi."

Ping Yao thought that he would hide his identity, but who knows, he said his name so calmly and directly.

Yunyi. If you were a little palace maid, you would naturally not know the name of the prince of Da Zhou.