That night, Bai Jingyin came to Chengying, holding something like a treasure, and said with a sincere face: "It's really difficult for you to have an apprentice like me, oh, this sachet is embroidered by me seriously, you see?" ”

Chengying was incredulous at first, took the sachet suspiciously, and touched the still lame but sincere 'Mandarin Duck' expression before he loosened slightly, and his tone softened a little:

"Miss, you have been clever since you were a child, and you can know the way of marching and fighting, let alone this little embroidery needle."

"It's better for you to give you advice." A sly smile crossed Bai Jingyin's eyes, "Even the osmanthus petals in this sachet were dried by me personally, you smell it, isn't it fragrant?" ”

Chengying put the sachet under his nose and sniffed,

The strong fragrance went straight to the Tianling cover, in addition to the osmanthus petals, it was also mixed with messy incense powder, which was already too fragrant.

"In addition to the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, there is something else, Chengying, aren't you a nose spirit, if you can guess it, I will listen to you in the future!"

"You can't deny it." Chengying, who was full of trust in Bai Jingyin, could have thought that there was a hidden mystery here, took a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and recalled.

Gardenia? No.

Jasmine? Not anymore.

"How's it going, is this smell familiar?" Listening to Bai Jingyin's voice became a little ethereal, Chengying shook his head in confusion, pressed his temples, and felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

"It's a little familiar," ...... word familiar was not finished, and Chengying's body fell backwards with a limp.

Bai Jingyin turned around and hugged her, thoughtfully tucked the corners of the quilt after placing it on his bed, stuck out his tongue at the unconscious Chengying, and whispered:

"Of course I'm familiar with it, this is your own ecstasy incense."

Changing into a familiar night suit and masking his face, Bai Jingyin looked at his handsome and capable self in the mirror, and stroked his forehead and sideburns in a chic manner. Moving her slightly stiff body, she glanced back at the sleeping shadow of Zhengxiang, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast night.

***

Bai Jingyin casually lay on the glazed tiles of the palace, holding a branch, and raised his eyes to look at the brilliant stars in the night sky. At this moment, if she was not afraid of alarming the guards, she really wanted to shout 'Long live freedom'.

The time has passed, and the palace people are no longer allowed to move around at will.

The Daqi Palace is as quiet as a cold pool at the moment, the moonlight is cold and soft, and when it is lightly brushed on the body, Bai Jingyin suddenly feels a little sleepy.

At this moment, there was a cold sound of flute in the distance, which stood out in the silent night.

She slowly opened her eyes, and for some reason a person who knew music well could hear some unspeakable emotions in this silence.

Bai Jingyin was idle, and immediately decided to see who could blow such a beautiful sound.

But when he followed the sound, he looked at the huge three words on the plaque in front of the hall, and was quite speechless.

'Qianqing Palace'

If she remembers correctly, she seems to have been to this place more than once.

I wanted to turn around and leave, but a team of patrolling guards happened to come with a lamp, and Bai Jingyin couldn't help but go to the roof to take refuge for a while, and try to hide his breath, trying not to let Yuan Ruiming, who was slightly higher than his martial arts, notice.

Speaking of this person,

The sound of Xiao has not stopped, the sound of the song is high and low, for a while it is like a splashing spring, and gradually it is like a rain falling, as if you can still feel the cold and killing meaning in the end.

Listening and listening, Bai Jingyin fortunately didn't leave, and the whole person squatted on the roof of the Qianqing Palace, while sighing that such a bad-hearted person could blow such a beautiful sound.

Wait a minute.

What's wrong with a good sound, it's not a nuisance if it's good? Why can he blow the flute, but he has to issue a holy decree to prohibit her from playing the piano.

Before, he was blatantly frivolous and teased her with an iron-clad ...... Woman.

Bai Jingyin's few drops of favor towards him that he had managed to squeeze out retreated in the past one by one, and then, she rolled her eyes fiercely, and had a series of plans in her heart.

The Qianqing Hall is smoked with ambergris incense all day long, Yuan Ruiming's long black hair is not tied up but scattered at will, his eyes are slightly closed by the window, Ren Shuying is oblique horizontally, and he holds a snow-white jade flute in his hand, which is famous as Feiqiong.

"Tut-tut."

There was an unseemly smacking sound of disdain from the roof.

Yuan Ruiming opened his eyes in an instant, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and just when he was about to lift the flying body to arrest someone, he suddenly found that he couldn't use it at all.

Bai Jingyin pinched the burned incense in his hand, which was originally developed by Chengying to deal with his own running around.

"Do you dare to break into the palace without permission?" Yuan Ruiming tried his body several times, but he was still weak, and his tone was a little colder, "If I shout, you won't be able to fly out of this Qianqing Palace." ”

She blatantly lifted the tiles wider, and said in a thick voice:

"You just shout, anyway, don't blame me for this paralyzed and weak appearance when my subordinates see it. Isn't the face and prestige of the dignified emperor more important than taking my life? ”

Bai Jingyin is not afraid at all, his opponent in this palace when there is no one except Yuan Ruiming.

"Don't worry, I didn't think about it last time, and I won't do anything to you this time."

Last time?

Yuan Ruiming's eyebrows jumped, and he realized that the assassin on the roof who had done something to him in the bath that day, and used drugs in his mouth to give himself was the same person. The fists clenched tighter and tighter, and the anger in his eyes seemed to burn, and he gritted his teeth and slammed it:

"I'm going to kill you."

Bai Jingyin changed his posture, leisurely propped up his face, and teased him:

"Have you ever heard of the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where the jade people teach. Now it seems that our Majesty's Xiao is much more powerful than them. Thinking of some of these two words, Bai Jingyin smiled even more meaningfully, but unfortunately the ancients didn't understand.

This seems to be a description of a prostitute, and Yuan Rui endured it.

"Then have you ever heard of the diving Jiao of the dancing ravine, the wife of the crying lonely boat?"

Very good, this time it is to describe the deep resentment of the woman, Yuan Ruiming continued to endure.

It seems that this emperor has no culture, Bai Jingyin completely forgot that there is no Du Mu Su Shi in this era, shook his head, and said seriously:

"Listen to the advice of this hero, those of you who are emperors, read more books, otherwise you will be easily laughed at."

Yuan Ruiming: "......"

At the age of five, he flipped through all kinds of classics in the library pavilion, and now he also reads seventy-seven eighty-eight, never thinking that one day he would be ridiculed for being uneducated.

Yuan Ruiming didn't answer, Bai Jingyin pursed his lips and secretly said that he was bored.

No, if she didn't let this emperor be half angry, she wouldn't be able to avenge the revenge of the day.

The so-called snake hit three inches, but where is the weakness of this emperor, the emperor, the man.

Pregnant!

Suddenly, Bai Jingyin had a flash of inspiration, and the smile in his eyes was even better.