In the bedroom of King Su's mansion, a lamp was placed on the table.

Mrs. Lu was not lightly tired, her skirt was wet with sweat, she got down from the soft couch, flattened the thin pants and skirt that were clinging to the seams, and said with a smile:

"Ling'er, how's it going?"

Xu Buling's face turned blue, and he only felt that he couldn't survive without asking for death, and the Lock Dragon Gu that was suppressed by death was about to attack.

But Mrs. Lu is a good person who takes massage seriously, and she can't blame Mrs. Lu for her bad heart, so Xu Buling sat up for a moment and pressed down the nameless fire before she sat up and said with a smile:

"Not bad, huh...... In the future, this kind of thing will still be done by the maid, Aunt Lu is weak and tired, right? ”

Mrs. Lu was indeed a little tired, her arms were sore, she put away the medicinal wine, wiped her hands clean, and rubbed her arms, with a sense of accomplishment in her eyes:

"It's okay, the imperial doctor said that the medicine and wine are strong, and I can only use it once every half a month, so I'll rest for a few days."

"It's really ...... strong"

Xu Buling smiled lightly, got up and put on his robe, and helped Mrs. Lu to walk out: "I'll send you back, I'm sweating, I have something to do tomorrow, rest early." ”

Mrs. Lu had been chatting with Xu Buling for a long time, she was tired and thirsty at this time, and seeing that Xu Buling was also a little tired, she called the moon slave in and said with a smile: "You also rest early, I can go back by myself, and I will come back tomorrow to take you to Xiao's house." ”

Xu Buling nodded with a smile and sent Mrs. Lu out of the corridor, his eyes swept towards the back of Feng Fengyun with some disobedience, and reason made him look away again.

"What the hell is this medicine ...... wine?"

Xu Buling's brows furrowed, and his eyes moved to Xiao Manzhi, who was still sleeping in the garden, and Ning Yuhe, who was meditating.

Steamed bread......

Xu Buling coughed lightly, rubbed his forehead, turned around and walked into the house, changed into a jet-black robe, and then flew up to the eaves.

Ning Yuhe had not been settled, thinking about messy things, and when he heard the movement, he raised his head, looked at the apprentice who did not walk on the roof of the road, and said suspiciously:

"Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Xu Buling stood on the roof and blinked: "Hmm...... Go out and do something. With that, he disappeared from the eaves.

"Running errands at night?"

Ning Yuhe frowned, and calculated a little, it seems that it has been almost half a month since the last time the Queen Mother went to Furong Temple......

！！

Ning Yuhe's eyes widened, his expression was very strange, and he said secretly: Could it be that Ling'er is preparing to bully the Queen Mother in the palace, this is ...... How does this work......

Ning Yuhe wanted to get up and follow up to persuade Xu Buling not to take risks, but this kind of thing didn't seem right to persuade, so he hesitated a little, but he still didn't see anything, and entered the house with Zhu Manzhi, who was sleeping heavily......

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The palace lights swayed in the wind.

The delicate beauty in a long black dress, with Qiao'e making a dignified and atmospheric appearance, walked out of the lifeless Changle Palace with brisk steps.

Xiao Qi stood in the corridor and watched, the belt around his waist outlined the gourd-like figure vividly, a golden hairpin was obliquely inserted between Lingyun's bun, the golden hairpin phoenix held a pearl on his head, his hands were stacked on his waist, and the dignified and noble spirit in his bones was shown without deliberate movements.

After the figure disappeared into the majestic palace city, Xiao Qi raised his hand and hooked the hair next to his ears, lowered his head and unfolded the big red phoenix robe to look at it, shook his head and smiled helplessly, and then turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

The palace maid who followed looked at the strong woman who followed the 'Queen Mother', and wondered why the Queen Mother and Miss Xiao had changed the maid, but they naturally didn't say much about these things as palace maids, and followed honestly.

Xiao Qi walked under the eaves of the dormitory, tilted his head slightly, and his voice was cold:

"This palace is in a bad mood, let's go down and rest, don't wait."

"Yes."

The palace maids had long wanted to get off work, so they bowed slightly, and ran down on their chatter.

Xiao Qi frowned slightly when she saw this unruly appearance, but the deep palace was already lifeless, and it was not right to force people into walking corpses in order to kill the rules, so she didn't say much at the moment, just turned her head to look at the personal maid:

"Orchid, you also go to rest, Imperial City Ouchi, nothing will happen."

The sturdy orchid, with a slight bow, walked to the house near the dormitory.

Xiao Qi entered the dormitory alone, looking at the dazzling array of multi-treasure shelves, as well as the various tools on the table, it seemed that she could imagine the scene of her sister staying here alone for a long night. She walked slowly to the multi-treasure shelf, looking at the handmade villains, ponies, and carts on it, with a little smile in her eyes:

"The craftsmanship is really bad......"

After looking at it for a while, although there was nothing to catch the eye, Xiao Qi didn't feel sleepy, turned around and walked to the side of the phoenix bed and sat down, staring at the carved beams and paintings but lifeless Nuo Da bedroom, and didn't know what to do for a while.

used to be the head of the Xiao family in Huainan, and he had not slackened for half a quarter of an hour for many years, and he was almost driven crazy by the pressure of the mountain, and he got used to it after a long time. Suddenly coming to this idle palace, after the initial little bit of novelty dissipated, the whole world seemed to be left with only dead silence.

At this moment, Xiao Qi empathized with what kind of life her sister has lived in the past ten years. If she really entered the palace, I am afraid that she will go crazy in two or three days, except for looking forward to coming to the end of her life quickly, there seems to be nothing to look forward to.

Xiao Qi pursed her lips, her blood was connected, how could she not feel sorry for her own sister, but her life was at the other extreme, not much better than her sister who suffered from the deep palace. The world is like this, between the family gate valve and the emperor and general, a person's life and death are insignificant, not to mention a little loneliness or pressure.

Xiao Qi sat on the edge of the bed for a while, not sleepy, maybe she wanted to experience her sister's daily life, stood up and walked around, looked along the objects on the shelf, and found a few wine bottles from the corner of the dormitory. Squatted down and picked up a small silver kettle, opened it and sniffed it in front of his nose, and a very special fragrance came to his nose.

"Alas......"

Xiao Qi's face was calm, but his heart sank, he thought about it, stood up and walked to the back window, poured the poisonous wine in the jug directly into the garden, and threw the bottle away, and then walked back to the shelf to check the remaining flasks.

Fortunately, there is only a pot of poisonous wine, and the rest is the wine in the 'Apricot Blossom Brew', 'Green Jade Brew' and 'Broken Jade Burn'.

Xiao Qi often heard about this 'No. 1 liquor in the world' from the mouths of customers, but in order to keep his mind clear, he didn't drink a drop of alcohol on weekdays, but tonight, it seems that he can forget about those tricks and calculations for the time being......

The silence of the night is a little scary, and the silence is so quiet that you can't feel the sound even if you look closely, as if the whole world is dead.

Xiao Qi was silent for a moment, picked up a pot of broken jade burning, walked to the side of the phoenix bed, squatted down and touched it with her hand, and easily found the small box that the Queen Mother tried to hide.

"After so many years, I haven't changed my habit of hiding things......"

Xiao Qi picked up the small box, walked to the soft couch and sat down, first picked up the broken jade and took a sip.

When the sake enters the throat, the heat goes straight to the lungs, and it is like a red-hot iron stirring in the stomach, making people tremble uncontrollably.

But it's this kind of unbearable liquor that can make people put all their minds away and concentrate on the wine.

Xiao Qi had a layer of sweat on his forehead, his brows were furrowed and he coughed lightly twice, and finally understood why the people of the rivers and lakes regarded this wine that had no characteristics except for the strong as a good wine to take a sip before they died.

The rivers and lakes are far away, and most of them are lonely, and only this kind of thing that is difficult to enter can make people feel that they are still alive, not a walking corpse.

"Hoo ......"

Xiao Qi slowed down for a moment, picked up the wine jug and looked at it: "No wonder people in the rivers and lakes say that after a sip, you can't forget it...... That's true......"

After taking another sip of broken jade, Xiao Qi put down the wine jug, opened the box and glanced at it—rice paper, purse, villain, and fox tail.

The little figure carved in wood was a young man with his hands raised, and he looked so beautiful that she couldn't make out who it was.

After Xiao Qi looked at it a few times, he put the wooden figure aside, and picked up the fox's tail - the white tail was fluffy, and the top was a cone carved from mahogany, a bit like a stopper, it should not have been finished yet, and the polishing was not fine enough.

Xiao Qi took the fox's tail and thought for a long time, but he didn't understand the use, but he just put it back in the box as a part of a large object, picked up the purse next to it, and after opening it, poured out a golden quail egg wearing a red rope.

"Huh?"

Xiao Qi's blushing cheeks showed a little doubt, took the golden quail egg, looked at it carefully, and shook it to his ear, there was a slight sound of something turning in it. With a slight groan, she pinched the red rope with her hand and pulled it.

Rustle –

Buzz~~

The golden quail eggs trembled, quite magically.

Xiao Qi had a little doubt on her cheeks, squinted her eyes and thought for a moment, then threw the golden quail eggs on the couch, with a little annoyance in her eyes, thought about it, and took out her handkerchief like a snake and scorpion, put the golden quail eggs back in her purse, and threw them into the box.

"This Xiang'er...... What kind of mess is it......"

Xiao Qi's eyes were weird, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she was silent for a moment, but she sighed again, raised her hand and picked up a stack of rice paper, opened it and glanced at it.

"When autumn comes, September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor...... This who wrote the anti-poem ......"

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately urge ......"

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain......"

Xiao Qi's eyes gradually became solemn, and she carefully looked at the poems in her hand, but she didn't expect her sister to hide so many rare poems in the world. She knows that Xiang'er likes poetry and talents, but she likes to like them, where did she get these poems that have never been passed on, and she doesn't have this talent in her memory......

After looking at it casually, Xiao Qi's eyes became more and more surprised, and he could clearly see that these poems were not written by one person, but each of them was a rare masterpiece in a century, and the people who wrote these poems did not look like people from this world at all.

In the dead of night, the lights are quiet.

Xiao Qi, who was dressed in a red phoenix dress, gradually leaned on the soft couch, holding a wine jug in one hand, putting the poem manuscript on her lap, and carefully flipping through them one by one, leaving only the rustle of paper flipping in the room......