Around the pavilion, the two caught and hid for a while, and when they heard Qihang, they concluded that the woman in front of them was definitely not Ping Shiyuan's little pepper, even if the two had the same appearance.

In the war years, women from large families practiced some protective martial arts, although it was a very common thing, but it was obvious that this woman's martial arts only belonged to the ranks of flower fists and embroidered legs. The kind of lethal martial arts practiced with Ping Shiyuan is not a grade at all.

"Almost, that's it." Seeing that the woman was panting and her plump breasts were also rising and falling, she couldn't help but think of the feeling of lying on it that day, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Where do your thief's eyes look?" Seeing Qihang's straight eyes, the position she was staring at was very unusual, and the woman hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

"Ahem, that........ I see behind you, there's someone coming behind you. Wen Qihang couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Although Wen Qihang's physical age is not very old, and he has not reached the time when he is very eager for the opposite sex, he can't help but Wen Qihang has a very mature soul. Especially since he already had a good impression of Ping Shiyuan, now that he sees a pretty face that is no different from Ping Shiyuan's appearance, he naturally can't help but think a little about it.

"Hmph, you actually want to lie to me, nasty." The woman snorted.

"I really didn't lie to you. Someone is coming, and you can see when you look back. Smell set sail assured.

"Oops! It's really coming. I'm going to go first. The woman hurriedly glanced back, and saw in the distance Wang Jien leading several palace maids to this side.

"........" Wen Qihang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the words, and he couldn't help cursing Zhao Lao Er in his heart. Since this woman is so afraid of being found out with a man, it proves that this woman can only be a concubine in the palace, not a princess. Anyway, it can't be a palace maid, after all, it is impossible for a palace maid to wear such gorgeous clothes.

"By the way, don't tell anyone that you've seen me. Not to mention knowing me, it's better not to even mention me. The woman had just trotted away a few steps, and couldn't help but come back and threaten Wen Qihang: "Otherwise, I will definitely make you look good." ”

"........" Hearing this woman say this, she couldn't help but scold when she heard Qihang, what a good cabbage let the pig arch! Zhao Laoer, the middle-aged uncle, is about to run for four, and it doesn't matter if he marries a queen who is more than ten years younger than him, he doesn't even let go of such a little girl.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing and hearing that Qihang was stunned, the woman anxiously admonished.

"If you don't leave, you don't need me to say it." It is good to say that you can't eat grapes, it is good to say that grapes are sour, and it is good to say that you love the house and Wu, anyway, you are in a bad mood now, so you pull a stinky face and say.

"Sick." Seeing and hearing that Qihang's mood suddenly turned bad for some reason, the woman muttered. However, seeing that Wang Jien was already close at hand, he couldn't care about it, so he had to slip away first.

When Wang Jien walked over, Wen Qihang was still looking at the direction where the woman disappeared in a daze.

"Wenjue, Wenjue, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, old Wang, what is the will of the old lady?" Wang Jien called several times in succession, and only then did he come back to his senses when he heard Qihang.

"The Queen Mother, her old man, stayed awake all night last night, and now she feels a little sleepy. I ordered the little one to accompany Wenjue to enjoy the flowers first, and when the flowers were over, the Queen Mother said that she would see you again. Wang Jien replied.

“........ That's good! Wen Qihang couldn't help grinning. This is the dismount! said that he wanted to see himself, but he came, but he disappeared again. It seems that this woman is stingy, up to eighty years old, down to eight years old, all of them are no exception. Isn't it that I rejected her idea of being a matchmaker last time, and now I take the opportunity to give myself a little color!

"Wenjue, please come here." Wang Jien invited.

Smelling that the mood is not good, a little bit is a promise. With the direction of Wang Jien's guidance, the more I walked, the more confused I became.

"Lao Wang, are you sure this is the way to enjoy the flowers?" Wen Qihang wondered.

"It won't be wrong, the little ones have been in the palace for several years, and when they were in the previous dynasty, the little ones were already on duty in the palace, how could they make a mistake." Wang Jien said with a smile.

"Lao Wang, you can't harm me! If this is the way to the harem, both of our heads will have to move. Smell the sail and stop the way. This route is obviously the route that the woman who resembles Ping Shiyuan just now sneaked away. If that woman is a concubine, then this is the way to the harem! If Zhao Lao Er knew about it, he would die.

"Oh, my Wenjue! Be careful! Be careful! You just give the little ones three hundred guts, and the little ones don't dare to take you to the residences of the nobles! Wang Jien shouted vigorously. This damn smell of sailing, it's really too bold, you really dare to say anything!

"Well, no, that's good." Wen Qihang said strangely in his heart: "However, is this the way to the Imperial Garden?" ”

Wang Jien said with a smile: "Of course it's not the imperial garden, even the imperial garden in the palace in this winter has no scenery." ”

"And where is this going?" Wen Qihang said curiously.

"Yanfu Palace." Wang Jien replied.

"Can you enjoy the flowers in the main hall?" Wen Qihang grinned. When did the greenhouse technology in the palace become more advanced than that in Guanlou Village. Sure enough, it's royal! With advanced technology, instead of planting vegetables first, we started to grow flowers and grasses first.

"Shouldn't the flowers of winter be admired in the temple?" Wang Jien smiled with a smile on his eyebrows.

"Well, that's right." Wen Qihang nodded. Indeed, these nine cold days, any flowers, put them outside, they were frozen to death.

Yeonfu Palace, a place for the royal family to play on weekdays. The current scale is not large, and large-scale repairs will have to wait until the Song Huizong period.

However, even in winter, without the decoration of green trees and flowers, you can still see that this is a very delicate garden.

"Wenjue, it's here. This is Yanfu Palace, where the Queen Mother arranges for you to enjoy the flowers. In front of Yanfu Palace, Wang Jien introduced.

"What a flower, so precious! It is necessary to use such a magnificent hall to store it. Looking at the magnificent hall in front of him, he was surprised by the sight of Qihang.

"Wenjue will find out soon, I'll arrange it first." After Wang Jien finished speaking, he instructed several chamberlains and palace maids behind him: "Take Wenjue in to enjoy the flowers and serve carefully." If anything goes wrong, watch out for your skin. ”

"Yes." Several palace maids hurriedly responded to Wang Jien, and then saluted Wen Qihang and said, "Wen Jue, please." ”

"Such a grand ........," Wen Qihang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

(End of chapter)