Qing Xia stood up on his own, and took over the conversation directly after ignoring the etiquette: "Because he went out of the palace yesterday evening, as before, every time he goes out of the palace, he will be sick the next day...... The update is so fast. ”

The expression on Concubine De's face did not mean to be polite with Qing Xia at all, and she said in a natural tone: "So, this time you lost it again?" ”

Qing Xia quickly replied: "The people at the hands of the Second Highness are getting stronger and stronger, and they have brought four people with them this time. The maid followed them to the south of the city, and watched them go to the vicinity of the garbage mountain from a distance, but the maid did not know what they had done. ”

Qing Xia's tone of reply was firm and high-pitched, not only because she was a martial arts practitioner and her voice was full of anger, but also because of her 'nature'. Qingxia has been firmly using all her abilities to do things for her master, but she has a clear conscience, but even if she doesn't achieve the perfect result, she won't whisper and say some words of pleading that have no practical effect, if the master wants to be punished, she will claim it.

This is also where Concubine De admires her. There have always been only two places for the close servant 'girl' domesticated by Concubine De, one of whom is responsible for life, and the other is a person like Qing Xia who has a good kung fu foundation. Following the death of the last palace 'girl' who was responsible for running errands outside, Concubine De chose the vacancy of Qingxia Dingyu, Qingxia has been in this position for more time than the previous one, and Concubine De trusts her very much, so there are some etiquettes, and when talking about things alone, she will be exempted from 'sex'.

For this close-quarters palace 'girl' who often runs inside and outside the palace, Concubine De doesn't want to stumble her steps in improving her ability because of too many etiquettes, and break her heart's 'sex', who calls these two things on Qingxia's body, which Concubine De likes and appreciates more and more!

Concubine De repeated Qing Xia's reply just now in her heart, and suddenly muttered: "The few times I can find it in the past, Hong'er went out of the palace with two people, but this time she brought four people, which is a bit strange." ”

Qingxia hesitated for a moment and then said loudly: "If Niangniang has needs, Qingxia can do her best, and she can also take a closer look." ”

"No." Concubine De waved her hand, "You didn't do anything wrong today, if you continue to follow to the end, maybe you will be left behind last night, and you will have to be tortured again." Speaking of this, Concubine De's eyes softened, "If you fall, I will be reluctant and sad." ”

Qing Xia's eyes couldn't help but be slightly hot when she heard this, and she lowered her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Then Qing Xia will protect her life first, and then go all out to cooperate when her mother needs it." ”

"Don't mention that."

For Qing Xia's oath to show loyalty, the expression on Concubine De's face changed little. She just interrupted these words, and said to Qing Xia in a gentle tone: "With me, I will not allow this to happen." Even if something bad happens in the future, it will be a long time later. ”

Qing Xia didn't answer again.

She is not a person of many words, and at the same time, she is not good at taking the initiative to greet anyone, which is different from many palace 'women' who 'serve' their masters. If she hadn't been selected by Concubine De, maybe Qingxia would have been squeezed out a lot when she went to the palace of other concubines. However, she seems to be lucky, Concubine De appreciates her practical 'sex', but staying by Concubine De's side, she needs to do a lot of things beyond the ability of the palace 'girl', and most of these things are very dangerous, and the result of doing so may really lead to misfortune one day.

Concubine De picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of the warm 'flower' tea soup. After putting down the cup, she picked up the half-embroidered 'flower' pattern on the table and handed it to Qing Xia: "Look at it, how is the embroidery?" ”

Qing Xia took a step closer, squatted down in front of Concubine De, and then scooped the 'flower' and looked at it carefully, and then said: "Niangniang, Qingxia is not good at embroidery, so I can't evaluate what kind of realm Niangniang's craftsmanship has reached. But Qingxia had to admire, because Niangniang had only seen the original embroidery of the 'golden clematis' flower for an hour, but she could be so 'realistic'."

Concubine De smiled slightly and asked, "In your opinion, how many percent can it be counted?" ”

Qing Xia froze for a moment, and then replied: "The ordinary line shape can reach sixty percent, if you can scoop up the golden line, after Watanabe, you can get about ninety." ”

The smile on Concubine De's face faded, and she said, "Why don't you say ten percent." Just say ninety percent? ”

Qing Xia was not affected by the change in the expression on Concubine De's face in the slightest, and said bluntly: "The original golden clematis 'flower' is actually made by one person, and it is not ready to be replaced until this year. A person's embroidery is like a person's handwriting, no matter how clever a person is, it is impossible to be completely consistent. ”

She paused for a moment before she said, "So it can also be said that the difference in this percentage is negligible. No one can completely imitate the handwriting of another person, but in this world. There are still a lot of forgeries that have not been discovered! ”

"Hehehe." Concubine De suddenly smiled heartily, and after laughing, she praised Qingxia: "Maybe you didn't mean it, but I listen to what you said." ”

Qing Xia whispered with some embarrassment: "The maid didn't think about it so much just now, she just said whatever she thought." ”

"I can hear you." Concubine De nodded, and after removing her smile, she sighed a little worriedly: "Golden thread, can you get it as scheduled?" ”

Qing Xia raised her head slightly, although she didn't speak. But there is already a layer of 'wave' and 'tide' in my heart.

Listening to Concubine De's tone, the whereabouts of the golden thread have been determined, and it is only a matter of time before she gets it.

But this is something related to the dignity and mission of the mysterious unit in the Yulin Army, that is, a forbidden item. Since ten years ago, the first gold thread was produced, and it was taken away by Ouchi. Although the method of making gold wire has been retained in the original production of zuò, it has never been reproduced.

Even if this Concubine De Niangniang has a wide range of hands, the result of 'privately' reproducing this kind of golden thread is likely to implicate the three clans. Thinking of the identity of the owner of the zuò shop and what could make him take such a risk, Qing Xia only felt that his brain was suddenly very insufficient.

"What are you thinking?" Suddenly there was Concubine De's voice in his ears.

Qing Xia was stunned, and then said without a trace of concealment: "The maid is sleepy and 'confused', and the company that has the qualifications and ability to 'privately' produce gold thread is only one in Kyoto." But judging by the identity of that family. The result of this is likely to be self-defeating. ”

Concubine De laughed lukewarmly and said, "You're right, otherwise I wouldn't have gone back and forth to ask her for a few times, and she excused herself with excuses." But at the end of the day. The risk of doing this can implicate the three clans, the upper parents, down to the heirs, no wonder I said that I wanted to help her girl say a 'door' royal family, she gritted her teeth and refused. ”

Qing Xia couldn't help but ask: "But listening to what Niangniang just said, it seems that she will agree to Niangniang's request when she is nearby?" ”

"Because Wanjia is going to have an accident, she may ask me, but I don't know if I can catch up." A cold smile appeared at the corner of Concubine De's mouth, "If you want something, you have to give something, and when indecisive people are faced with a desperate situation, they are often willing to struggle and breathe rather than die happily." ”

……

After Mo Ye and Shi Yi finished walking four streets, the sun began to turn west, and the sunlight gradually faded.

Along the way, the two patronized and chatted, but they didn't buy anything. It wasn't until they finally entered a simple vegetarian restaurant that the two of them found that they were both empty-handed, and they couldn't help but smile at each other at the same time.

The content of the chat is rich, but it is also very asymmetrical. In Mo Ye's opinion, Shi Yi's mind has too many bizarre jokes and short stories, but she thinks it is very interesting to hear. And along the way, Shi Yi asked her some questions about this country, either explicitly or secretly, and in his twelve years of life, he spent a period of time living in a distant foreign land, which led him to have a lot of difficulties and 'confusion' in this capital. But when Mo Ye told him about the old news of the capital that seemed nothing new to her, Shi Yi always sounded like relish.

In the middle of a day of leisurely walking, Shi Yi was like this, while conveying novelties to Mo Ye that she had never heard of, and at the same time asking Mo Ye for the dust of time precipitated in the capital.

The content is somewhat contradictory in terms of 'sexuality', but the process of chatting is very smooth.

It was almost evening, and the business of the vegetarian restaurant where the two of them rested was sluggish, not because of poor service and poor dishes, but because the location of the restaurant was too high from the ground.

The five-storey complex structure building, the restaurant is on the top floor, and there are two floors of residential houses in the middle, but the bottom floor is not a restaurant. The use of ingredients on such a floor is like pinching a section of the middle of the blood vessel on one of the arms of a person, as if blocking a part of the blood flow to stop a part of the flow of passengers, and no guest wants to have a meal and climb the fifth floor. It's just a pity that this rare high-rise building in Beijing did not take advantage of its architectural advantages to create commercial wealth.

However, the business of this vegetarian restaurant can be regarded as a trickle of endless! Part of the reason is because the vegetarian dishes in this restaurant are really good, and another reason is just like Shi Yi's 'sexual' personality. People who live in Kyoto, where fish and dragons are mixed, not only want to change their light food occasionally, but also want to be able to climb high and look far away from time to time and broaden their "mind".

Standing by the window and looking into the distance, Shi Yi sighed happily: "I like to stand tall and see far." Sometimes I feel depressed, so I come here to sit down. The boss is a vegetarian dish, I don't know if it's because of the perennial 'fiddling' of green cabbage leaves and white radish, people are also very freewheeling. ”

"I'll have to come here often when I have the chance." Mo Ye didn't continue to sit at the table waiting for the food, she stood up and walked to Shi Yi's side, and followed Shi Yi's example and looked into the distance. After a while, she also sighed: "The place where I grew up is a small county town, and the tallest house is no more than three floors. It's the first time I've stood on such a high ground today, and it's a strange feeling, thank you for bringing me here. ”

Shi Yi still maintained a distant look, did not look at Mo Ye, smiled and said, "Comfortable little town! Maybe the people who live there won't have as many troubles as the people in the big commercial capital, and the need to climb high and look far away can be realized as long as you find a random mountain to climb. ”

"That's right." Mo Ye nodded.

At this point, just as the two of them were quiet together, about thirty feet away from this building, the noisy sound of gongs and drums suddenly rose, and then a guard of honor marched by.

Shi Yi retracted his gaze and asked casually, "What's going on?" ”

Mo Ye shook her head, she didn't know much about it.

The honor guard walked up another street, and from the window of the vegetarian restaurant, only the longitudinal side of the procession could be seen, and this longitudinal side was limited by the width of the street, so that Mo Ye could only vaguely judge that this was not a wedding honor guard, but more like an official on patrol.

But it's not hard for Kyoto's residents to tell the difference, and to be exact, they often see this kind of pomp, but today's pomp and circumstance is a bit too grand, so that the few customers in the restaurant also gather at the window. After a while, the shopkeeper also approached, and even the chefs who were about to set up a pot for stir-frying in the back kitchen temporarily put aside their spoons and ran to the window to watch the excitement.

In order to join in the excitement, diners do not seem to be in a hurry to wait for the food to be served. People who can climb five floors for dinner don't look like busy people.

After watching it for a while, among the few guests gathered by the window, a middle-aged man in ordinary clothes couldn't help but mutter: "Shopkeeper, I can't help but want to complain again today, the location of your store is indeed high, but the angle is a little off!" It's been several times, and there is a bustle on Changyi Street opposite, and you can only see a corner here, and you can't see the protagonist! ”

The shopkeeper of the vegetarian restaurant just smiled kindly and did not speak.

But one of the diners next to the middle-aged man opened his mouth and said, "You don't understand this, do you?" If that kind of pomp and circumstance had been passed down the street below, the building would probably have ceased to exist. ”

The middle-aged man who was the first to speak just now immediately said in confusion: "Why is this? ”

"Think about it carefully, there are more than two-story houses on both sides of Lok Yat Street?" The middle-aged diner paused for a long time before lowering his voice: "Safety is the most important thing...... I won't say more, so as not to cause unpleasantness to the shopkeeper. ”

The middle-aged diner's eyes were blank, and then he seemed to understand something, and he smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, at the wooden staircase outside the 'door' of the restaurant, a sound of footsteps approached from bottom to top, and a new batch of diners was about to enter the restaurant. It's just that their figures haven't appeared at the 'door' yet, and they have already entered the store with a surprised tone.

"Oh, this time Jingzhong can be regarded as a figure."

……

When the scorching sun of 'spring' leaned against the mountains of Tianxi, the brilliance faded, and became like a red-hot iron ball, sitting in the courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace for half an afternoon, and embroidering the last leaf of the golden clematis 'flower' on the brocade in his hand, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the courtyard.

The footsteps were sparse, obviously the sound of the 'girl' walking, but it was not as submissive as the palace 'girl' walking, with a kind of lord style of the person himself.

didn't see him, Concubine De could vaguely guess who the other party was in her heart. This expected thing was a little unexpected, and a smile flashed in Concubine De's quiet eyes, and she slowly put the embroidery 'flower' in her hand back to the table beside her, and then leaned back on the upholstered rattan chair relaxedly.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps outside the courtyard entered the courtyard, and stopped at a position far from Concubine De, and then there was a 'bang', which was the sound of knees hitting the stone slab on the ground. There was a determination in the dull voice, but the kneeling man did not make any sound.

Concubine De slowly opened her eyes, and in an instant, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes, and she stood up from the rattan chair and said in a lost voice: "Sister Zheng, what's wrong?" Get up quickly, it's cold on the ground. ”

Although her words were true, she did not go over and help the 'woman' with slightly messy sideburns who was kneeling on the ground.

It was only after the air seemed to freeze for a moment that Qing Xia, the 'woman' of the close palace who was standing beside her, walked over and helped the 'woman' up.

The fine sweat on the woman's forehead had not yet dried, and a few strands of 'messy' hair were wet with sweat, and her eyes were slightly red and swollen.

This 'woman' is the wife of the official Shangshu, the Zheng family. But compared with the identity of the head of the Wanshang Shujia family, she has another identity that will be more glorious when she says it, that is, the 'female' owner of the weaving workshop that once provided clothes for the masters of Ouchi.

The deeds of the 'female' son doing business and standing alone have set off a 'tide' since the granddaughter of Ye Daorong's family became famous in the business world at the age of 20 more than ten years ago. There is only one 'daughter' among the heirs of the Zheng family, so it is not particularly strange for the Zheng family to take on such an important industry as the Zheng family.

However, today, for the sake of her husband's family, even if the Zheng family no longer wants to risk her mother's share of the industry, she has to go through this experience.

"Concubine De." Zheng, who had been silent for a long time, finally opened his mouth with difficulty, and while slowly 'touching' out a thing wrapped tightly in a brocade from his arms, he said in a deep voice: "A new 'fine' silk thread has just been produced in the workshop, and I remembered that the 'flower' pattern of the new embroidery of the mother was just one piece of thread, so I hurriedly sent it. ”

……

When the sunset was only halfway down to the Tianxi Mountain Range, the Zheng family left the courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace.

She is a frequent visitor to Xiaohuai Palace, so the restrictions on entry and exit are not so cumbersome and harsh, but the difference between respect and inferiority is always to be kept, and her personal maid is always not allowed to enter the hospital.

Out of the courtyard, Zheng's close-fitting maid Ah Yu, who was guarding outside the courtyard, hurriedly approached and grabbed Zheng's right arm.

The soles of Zheng's feet were indeed a little vain, and thinking back to the conversation with Concubine De in the quiet courtyard of Xiaohuai Palace just now, she not only felt a sense of detachment after strong pressure, but also a sense of irritability in her heart.

The 'woman', the words hidden in the needle made her dare not show any annoyance on her face at all, but when she thought about it afterwards, the more she thought about it, the more anxious and angry she felt.

As the only 'woman' of the Zheng family and the 'woman' of the Wan family, today is the first time to bend the knee and beg for someone. But this time the knee bending made her feel like she was bent over.

Ah Yu is the maid ring brought from her mother's family when the Zheng family married into the Wan family. From the girl in the boudoir to marrying into the Wanjia family, Xiao Yu has served the Zheng family for more than ten years, and she has become an old girl who is still unwilling to marry, and the sense of dependence and trust between the master and the servant is no less than that of sisters with different surnames.

Ah Yu didn't seem very happy when she saw that Zheng's face was different, and remembered the reason why Zheng entered the palace in a hurry, so she asked in a low voice, "Miss, but things are not going well?" ”

Although the Zheng family has been married for many years, Ah Yu is still used to calling her Miss as she did when she accompanied her in the boudoir in the Zheng family. However, this kind of title, which seems a little awkward in the eyes of her husband's family, can indeed make Zheng's heart more cheerful, and it also reminds her that Ah Yu is a maid 'girl' brought out from her mother's family, and she is always a little different from the group of girls in her husband's family.

"How can it not be smooth." Zheng said impatiently: "She asked me for that thing a few times, and as soon as I scooped it out, she had to accept it immediately." ”

Ah Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and wondered: "Why does Miss still look very worried?" ”

"Concubine De...... This person may not be the kind of person who will help you do things after receiving benefits. Zheng sighed shallowly and said: "If the result is really so bad, I have no choice, who told her identity to be there, but I have rejected her many times before!" ”

There was a pessimistic feeling in Zheng's words, and Ah Yu immediately argued after hearing it: "Even if she has become a queen now, that kind of thing is not something she says she wants, and we can give it!" She is clearly embarrassed by the young lady, even if you give her what she wants, it is not necessarily better than offending her. ”

"How could I not know this?" Zheng shook his head a little weakly, and said slowly: "But now, only this road still has some hope. If the master is finished, our Zheng family will also follow the 'door' court to decline, who made me just a 'woman'. ”

Ah Yu fell silent when he heard this. After a while, she asked again: "Miss, in fact, Ah Yu has always wanted to ask you, why do you think that the master will definitely be imprisoned this time?" Before the results came out, you rushed to the palace to beg the 'woman', did you underestimate the master, but let the 'woman' take advantage. ”

Zheng suddenly stopped, she looked around for a moment, and then said to Ah Yu in a slight voice: "Because by now, I can almost be sure that this time the master was tricked by someone else, and it was the emperor and his third brother who weaved the net!" Maybe the old man shouldn't have been promoted to the secretary of the ministry at all, this is the bait on the hook. It can be seen from this that the master often praises the official 'waiter' Lang Gao Yu is such a 'shrewd' person, he is the top three jinshi in the previous dynasty, but he has been willing to be the master's deputy, what benefits, merits are draped on the master's body, but in fact, it is to make the hook that hangs the master tighter and tighter......"

Having said this, Zheng's face became ugly, and the depression in her heart became heavier. When she found that her husband was tied by two sets of rope nooses inside and outside, even if she could distinguish the veins of the noose, she was powerless to untie the knots of the rope.

I had to temporarily stop the chaotic thoughts in my heart, and I had to concentrate all my 'essence' and divine power on the only way out. Zheng pursed his lips tightly. swallowed the next half of the words back into his stomach, and then turned to Ah Yu and said: "If I don't enter the palace in advance, and wait for the results from the master's side to come out, my actions will not be able to avoid suspicion like now." It was the worst-case scenario, but I had to plan for it early. If the master is really fine, then it is better, even if I make an extra trip, I will not lose anything. ”

Ah Yu nodded in understanding. But when one of the problems was smoothed out, another one that she had been worried about came up again.

"But what about the line? If you send it out, you won't come back, and I don't think that 'woman' will have any good intentions. When Ah Yu spoke, the worried look in his eyes was 'revealed'.

"That line, naturally, is fake." Speaking of this, Zheng snorted coldly, "I've been planning since the first time she asked me for that thing. A copy was forged in case it was needed. The gold thread given to her just now has almost the same color and texture as the real thread, but after only three months have passed, the truth and falsehood will naturally be visible. Even if there is really trouble in the future, it will be wrapped along that thread and will not be used as evidence for conviction. It doesn't get in the way. ”

"Miss is smart." Ah Yu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at the same time praised sincerely.

……

Of the people in the palace today, the second person who will feel very tired should be the second prince Wang Hong.

One night a few days ago, because of the assassination incident in the palace, although the second prince Wang Hong was only injured on one hand, he suffered a lot of blood loss. The palace people of the entire Huayang Palace have carefully served the 'servants' and recuperated for a few days, and Wang Hong's face is still a little pale.

His physical condition is already extremely poor, and he has only recovered in the last two or three years, and he is no longer so prone to illness. But that doesn't mean he's really strong, in fact, his physique is still much weaker than his peers.

His injuries hadn't healed yet, and he hadn't recovered so much blood and qi that he had lost, so he galloped out of the palace in this physical condition, and finally broke the wound on his hand for the second time. Although some bleeding was prevented because of the cloth belt wrapped around his hand, and he was bandaged soon after returning to the palace, the situation seemed to be quite good, but at night, Wang Hong's body gradually became hot again, and his forehead was cold.

After using a little ginseng soup and washing up briefly, the second prince Wang Hong was really tired of reading and homework for half an hour every night, and went to bed early. However, he only slept for a while, and kept dreaming of scattered and broken dreams, when the dream suddenly stopped in a picture, and he woke up.

As he sat up in shock, his injured hand unconsciously pressed heavily on the edge of the couch, the soft silk mattress became hard, and the sharp pain like a tear in the wound in the palm of his hand spread across his arm and into his heart, reminding him of the separation between reality and dreams.

A fine layer of cold sweat had once again oozed from his forehead.

But he did not notice this, for his gaze naturally fell on the knee-high brocade quilt, which was covered with a square cloth. It was evident that the veil had been folded into a long section at first, and as it slid off his forehead as he sat up suddenly, the fold was half loose.

Wang Hong stretched out his hand to pick up the handkerchief, twisted his fingertips, and felt that the handkerchief was an extremely simple cotton fabric, with a slightly damp coolness.

After he fell asleep, the light in the dormitory was blown out, leaving only one corner of the room that did not interfere with sleep, but the light was so weak that it could almost be ignored. However, today, the palace 'maid' who was on duty in the dormitory vigil had already heard the sound from the couch, and through the faint light of the ever-bright lamp, through the thin gauze tent, the palace 'maid' saw that the second highness had woken up, and immediately opened her eyes that had been 'covered' sleepy, and asked softly: "Your Highness, do you need slaves and maids to serve 'serving'?" ”

Wang Hong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Palm lamp, you come here." ”

When the palace 'girl' heard the second prince call her over, her tone was extremely simple and direct, she couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and hurriedly lit the triangular glass lamp on the table, and approached the couch with the lampstand.

The triangular glazed lamp has a total of three candles, and the light is reflected by the crystal glazed lampstand base, just lighting this lamp, but every corner of the dormitory suddenly brightened.

With this bright light, Wang Hong saw clearly the cotton handkerchief in his hand, the handkerchief is the simplest cotton natural 'color', but in the white 'color' on the whole face, a small red 'flower' petal embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief is extremely conspicuous.

Wang Hong's gaze only stopped on the 'flower' petals, but his heart suddenly 'twitched', and his hand holding the cotton handkerchief with two fingers also trembled, and then the whole palm of his hand 'kneaded' the handkerchief into the palm of his hand.

The excessively bright light of the glass lamp also illuminated the pale face of the second prince and the forehead oozing a fine sweat, and the palace 'girl' who held the lamp could see this clearly even if she stood outside the silk tent. The palace 'girl' was very worried, after all, this prince was usually quite friendly to their slaves, which could not help but make people feel grateful, but at this time she didn't know what to do.

The second prince's health has always been very poor, and even the imperial doctor sometimes can't do it.

After standing for a while, the palace 'girl' naturally saw what the second prince seemed to be holding in his hand, and kept this action all the time, and did not say anything again. The palace 'girl' was surprised in her heart, and couldn't help but whisper curiously: "Your Highness, what are you holding?" ”

The second prince Wang Hong came back to his senses, a trace of amazement appeared on his face, and then he turned his eyes to look at the palace 'girl' who was holding the lamp, spread his fist to support the cotton handkerchief, and said lightly: "Is this what you put on the forehead of the palace?" ”

The palace 'girl' hurriedly shook her head and said respectfully: "The slave and maid have been guarding the corner of the room, Your Highness has said before that you sleep shallowly, so you don't like people to come close to disturb, the slave and maid have always remembered it and dare not disobey." ”

After glancing at the cotton handkerchief a few times, she added: "This handkerchief doesn't look like an item in the palace, it's too plain." ”

Wang Hong's eyes moved, and he said, "Do you also think that this veil is not a thing in the palace?" ”

When the palace 'girl' heard his words, she thought of the bloodshed that happened in the palace a few days ago, she seemed to realize something, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a "bang", and suddenly said: "It's the slave and maid who has a lot of mouths, and she should ...... her mouth."

As she knelt, the glass lamp in her hand flickered, shaking the bright light, and at this moment, Wang Hong seemed to vaguely see a figure flashing in a corner of the dormitory.

"Okay, just ask you to hold the lamp, and then hold the lamp steady, it has nothing to do with calling you the palm mouth." Wang Hong breathed a sigh of relief softly, seeing that the corners of the palace 'girl's eyes were drooping, she was sleepy, obviously she didn't seem to have come to serve herself just now. After thinking about the figure he seemed to see just now, he said again: "You go to the 'door', if the palace doesn't summon you, don't come in." ”

Hearing his words, the palace 'girl' felt a little less frightened, but she was very suspicious. She was a little incomprehensible, the second prince suddenly asked her to hold the lamp and approach the couch, just to look at her? She vaguely felt that it should be that the second prince was going to tell her something, but for some reason she suddenly canceled it.

She was a little uneasy, and just before turning around and going out, she asked softly: "Your Highness, are you really fine?" ”

"It's okay, you go out, and tell the people outside not to come in and disturb." Wang Hong raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead casually, and then put the cotton handkerchief back into his sleeve, and then lay down and continued to sleep.

His Royal Highness the prince has said that Cheng dù, and the palace 'girl' will be bad in the brain if she stays longer.

And when the palace 'girl' who held the lamp came out of the dormitory and gently closed the big 'door', Wang Hong, who had just laid down on the couch in the dormitory, sat up again.

After sitting quietly for a while, and when the dizziness in his mind faded, he lifted the quilt, lifted the silk tent with one hand, and removed his feet to take off his shoes. And at this moment, he suddenly felt a light breeze blowing, which was really abnormal in the closed room, and he subconsciously raised his head, and met a pair of eyes that were also looking at it flatly.

"Little Star?"

Although the light line in the corner of the dormitory was extremely weak, Wang Hong could only see the general facial features of the person standing in front of him, but he still saw her identity from her familiar standing posture and body shape at a very fast speed.

"Your Highness......"

The figure immediately replied to him.

His heart suddenly swelled with great joy. Slightly stunned for a moment, he couldn't wait to put on his shoes, just stood barefoot on the cold ground, suddenly stood up from the edge of the couch, and hugged the thin figure in front of him into his arms.

His arms wrapped around her shoulders, Wang Hong only felt that the person in his arms was thinner than three years ago, he felt a slight pain in his heart, and sighed: "You are finally back, it is good that you can come back, and it will be fine as soon as you want......"

"However, Your Highness, you don't look very good right now."

Hearing the words of the person in her arms, Wang Hong slowly let go of the arms that were bound on her shoulders, moved her face back to front of her, and said with a happy smile in her eyes, "I'm fine." You haven't been back for three years, so I don't know, but everyone else knows, and my body has gradually grown up a bit. ”

Under the dim light of the long lamp in the corner, Xiaoxing, a thin 'female' with curly hair and a coarse cloth dress, did not say anything immediately, but raised her hand and put it on Wang Hong's shoulders and gently pressed him to sit down. Then she squatted down in front of him, first raised her palm to her mouth and sighed, then rubbed it quickly, and then held Wang Hong's bare feet on the ground, and slowly 'rubbed' them.

"Your Highness can't look like this, you'll get sick." The thin cloth skirt 'female' Xiaoxing finished 'rubbing' Wang Hong's left foot, and began to 'rub' his right foot again, "It's still like this, my feet are always not hot at night, and now it's the warm 'spring' season." ”

Feeling the familiar 'rubbing' finger press from under his feet, Wang Hong became more and more sure that the 'female' figure in the dim light was not the phantom shadow in the dream, but his little star had really returned.

As for why she suddenly appeared in his dormitory, and the palace people inside and outside the dormitory were all unaware, according to what he knew about Xiaoxing's light and agile skills, it was not difficult for her to do this. There are several long-term palace people in Huayang Palace who know Xiaoxing's other identity, and they will inevitably help Xiaoxing and make her avoid Yu Linwei, who patrols the palace several ways-

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