Chi Yu Wei stepped forward and pulled Zhao'er's corpse away, a sharp hairpin slipped from between her palms, Chu Wunian blinked, and the sharp light in her eyes quickly covered with a layer of darkness.

"Stupid."

Zhao Zhixun's voice was cold, and he threw the bow and arrow in his hand to Qin Tian.

"Prince Xun, who is dignified, would even pity a little slave girl in the court?" Song Chengyu stood up and sighed twice.

Zhao Zhixun turned around, and the tail of his eyes swept towards him, "Who to keep, who not to keep, the master has the final say." ”

Shen Weizhi, who had just finished watching the excitement and was bowing his head to taste tea, immediately stepped forward and bowed to Zhao Zhixun as soon as he smelled the smell of gunpowder, "What the prince said is true." Then he came to Song Chengyu and grabbed his robe, "Let's finally win him!" This emotion is very exciting to look at.

Zhao Zhixun's inky eyes fell on the slave girl who was taken away by Chi Yuwei, and his brows furrowed slightly.

It was his idea to pick these female slaves from the hidden court to be the prey of the wolves in the hunting grounds, these female slaves were all slaves who wore sins left over from the previous dynasty, and working in the hidden court was just the first hell that tortured their bodies and minds, and the second hell was waiting for them, and now it was better to let them become the prey in the belly of the wolves than to send them to the front-line soldiers to be happy.

There, they will only live rather than die, and they should thank him for ending their lives here.

He originally thought that in this hunting and gambling game, there would not be a female slave survive, who knew that there were still such characters in the court, if he won, Song Chengyu and Shen Weizhi would put down their identities and go to the famous Yucuixuan in Chang'an City to buy him two pieces of fine mutton fat jade. The most important thing is to let the two of them break the bank, and the most important thing is to let them climb out of the bed in the biting autumn wind, and go to the crowded place to buy jade for him, which is what he wants to see the most.

Thinking of this, his face immediately darkened in half, and Prince Xun, who had stood in the court for more than ten years, made a bet with someone, and lost the bet for the first time in his life...

Yutang, who was sitting in the carriage with him, felt that his back was cold for no reason, he quietly turned his head and found that his master was staring at him, and the coolness in his dark eyes was like the autumn rain in October, drenching him in the cold, "Master, this tea is cold, and the slave will give you heat." ”

After he finished speaking, he picked up the fan and fanned the small stove on the table very hard.

"I'll go back to the house in a while to find a husband, and take it to the main courtyard through the back door, don't make a fuss." Zhao Zhixun leaned against the wall of the car, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

Yutang's hand that was still fanning the stove paused for a moment, only to understand that the cool eyes of the master were not aimed at him, and immediately responded appropriately, "Hey." ”

When Chu Wunian was thrown to the Qilin Courtyard by Chi Yu Wei, her blue eyes were stunned, she thought that she would be taken back to the dark and secluded court.

"The girl was injured, I invited the husband, and the girl went with me to see the husband first." Yutang walked up to her and looked at her at eye level, and his tone was quite kind.

"Where is this?"

Chu Wunian's whole body was tense, covering the wound on his elbow, refusing to move half a step.

"The Prince's Mansion, the prince has already taken out the documents in the palace for the girl, and the girl will not have to go back to the court in the future."

Yutang looked back, his expression was indifferent, and there was no trace of contempt for her in his eyes.

Chu Wunian pursed her lips tightly, the many wounds on her body were still aching, she nodded slightly, and followed Yutang to see her husband.

When Zhao Zhixun came out of the Yong'an Hall, Qin Tian stepped forward and handed over a document, "This is the document of the slave girl in the palace." ”

He glanced at it, and his thin lips murmured softly, "Chu-Wu-Nian." ”

Back in the Qilin Courtyard, Yutang had already led people to wait for him under the corridor, and from afar, Zhao Zhixun saw a woman with a maid's hair bun and a green dress standing beside Yutang, which was the uniform dress of the maid in the prince's mansion.

Zhao Zhixun stood in front of the two of them, staring at Chu Wunian's outfit, his handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Master, the slave asked the princess in the house to dress her up." Yutang saw that his face was not quite right, and immediately threw the pot to Mama Wang, she was an old man in the house, so she naturally knew how to dress up the maids in the house.

"Dress up as an acolyte."

Chu Wunian was staring at his moire brocade boots, when a cool sound suddenly sounded over his head, and the tip of his nose wrinkled.

"Hey."

Hearing this, Yutang pulled her down to change her dress.

When she stood in front of him dressed as a waiter, he nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, you are not allowed to change into the costume of a maid without the order of the master." ”

"Yes."

Chu Wunian blessed his body.

As soon as Jun Mei's eyebrows were stretched, Zhao Zhixun frowned again, "The posture of this blessed body is also gone, and the attendant should have the appearance of a attendant." ”

“......”

Chu Wunian didn't dare to bless himself easily, so he could only follow the example of Yutang and bow his head at him.

Yutang, who was waiting outside the door, pinched his cuffs, and his heart was sunburned, Lord really doesn't like women, could it be true that he has a habit of breaking sleeves as rumored outside?

Therefore, for so many years, the maids in the house have not been allowed to step into this unicorn courtyard for half a step?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly hugged his thin body, thinking that he had been innocent for so many years, it was really not easy.

"What do you think! The master asked you to go to Ruyizhai to get the Poria cake for the old lady, did you go to get it? Qin Tian stared at him for a long time, and before Zhao Zhixun entered the house, he told him.

"Minions, let's go!"

When he came back to his senses, Yutang suppressed the shame that had just arisen below, and pulled out his legs and slipped away, disappearing faster than usual.

Zhao Zhixun sat on the bench and began to deal with the official documents on the desk, in the eyes of outsiders, he was the powerful Prince Xun, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands for rain, if he stomped his feet, the entire Chang'an City would tremble! But what they don't know is that as one of the top courtiers and auxiliary princes above the court, he is very busy every day, dealing with both court affairs and family affairs in the prince's mansion.

After processing the official document, he let out a long breath.

"Slave is your punishment for losing a bet?" Suddenly, there was a questioning voice beside him, the voice was not soft, and there was no cowardice that a slave girl should have.

"For you, it's punishment, and for you, it's relief."

At this moment, Zhao Zhixun had to take a closer look at Chu Wunian, who had been standing beside him, working in the palace all day long, and couldn't see the sun, her skin was so white and delicate that she couldn't say anything, and there was a small mole on the tip of her small nose, which she couldn't see if she didn't look carefully.

"The slave and maid are grateful for the king's saving grace." She only bowed her head slightly, not daring to bless herself. The gratitude is true, otherwise tomorrow, she will be sent to the military camp on the front line for the soldiers there to enjoy, and Zhao'er is the same.

Thinking of Zhao'er, she clenched her cuffs slightly.

The dim yellow afterglow outside the carved window fell on her neck, lining her neck with a white skin, the delicate earlobes were exquisitely translucent, and the only deficiency was that there was a faint trace of anger under her eyes.