Chapter Eighty-Seven: Don't Regret the Golden Silk Clothes, Don't Believe in the Old Yellow Calendar
Four hundred and eighty Southern Dynasty Temple, twenty-four flower trade winds, the cuckoo cries to urge the red.
When the first rays of winter sunlight were projected into the east wing through the pale green glass window, Ruolan's eyelashes moved, her eyes slowly opened, and she peeked at the people around her, he was sleeping sweetly, with a baby-like satisfied smile on his handsome face, not at all like the legendary palace killer.
Pillowed on His Highness's strong arms, the faint masculine aura made her feel comfortable and didn't want to move. But when she thought of her identity, a burst of gains and losses came to her heart, after all, she was just a lowly palace maid, and the distance between her and His Royal Highness the high-ranking prince was like a cloud and mud, she reminded herself not to expect too much, so she propped up her jade arm and wanted to get out of bed.
Helpless, there was no strength in his body, His Royal Highness, who had tasted it for the first time yesterday, did not know moderation, Ruolan was forced to be helpless at first, and then half-pushed and half-satisfied, and finally greeted him. The girl who didn't know the severity finally suffered the hardship.
A pair of warm hands reached behind Ruolan's back and pulled her into her arms. Feeling the ** bone erosion brought by the skin-to-skin blind date, a gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Don't move if you're uncomfortable." Ruolan looked away in a panic, not daring to look at the star-bright eyes.
She forced her voice and whispered: "Your Highness Xie has mercy, the slave is fine." Let the slaves and maidservants wait for His Highness to get up. ”
Qin Lei kissed her on her plump and bright red lips, put her on the bed and said, "No need, His Royal Highness is not a pampered person." As he spoke, he turned over and got up, but he couldn't find his clothes, and stood on the carpet and scratched his head.
Ruolan couldn't help laughing, grabbed a white towel to wrap her body, and forced herself to get up and get off the ground. found that the pain there was unbearable, if Qin Lei hadn't hugged him in time, his legs would have been weak and he would have fallen to the ground.
After a while, feeling better, she let go of the hand holding Qin Lei's arm, slowly moved to the closet, and took out a neat stack of clothes from it. He whispered: "Your Highness, the slave maid is waiting for you to change your clothes." ”
Qin Lei looked at her with pity and nodded.
Qin Lei, who was wearing clothes and had been looking at Ruolan with a smile, suddenly had a strange look in his eyes.
Finding the strangeness of Qin Lei's gaze, Ruolan looked down at herself, and suddenly found that a snow-hungry Hanmei was blooming on the white silk scarf......
The girl grabbed the red plum in a panic and held it in her hand, but exposed the beautiful legs of the snow-white green onions.
Qin Lei saw her shy, anxious and crying, and smiled at her gently: "You and I still have something I can't see." ”
This kind of fierce comfort is obviously not something that a virgin girl can bear, Ruolan doesn't care about the red plum, and covers her cheeks that are about to burn with her hands. Qin Lei also found that his words did not have any good effect, and laughed dryly: "You can rest today." I'll find someone to serve you. After saying that, he ran out of the house as if he were running away.
From the gaping fingers, the girl looked at the place where Qin Lei had disappeared, and her heart was extremely confused.
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Qin Lei was very cool, and ordered a few palace maids to enter the house to take care of Ruolan. He walked around the garden with his hands behind his back and humming a little song. greeted everyone they saw warmly, and the bluffing palace maids and maids were busy kowtowing and saluting. made Qin Lei so bored.
He walked along the small bridge and walked towards the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, and Shi Meng and Shen Bing followed with a smile on their faces.
Standing in the pavilion, Qin Lei smacked his lips and looked around at the scenery of the courtyard, and suddenly regretted: "This scenery is too bleak, not good." ”
Shi Meng hurriedly stepped forward and joked: "Yes, Your Highness, Chunguang is infinitely good." ”
Qin Lei subconsciously received: "It's just that there is little time." Only then did he react, and waited for Shi Meng in annoyance.
Shi Meng blinked innocently with a pair of bull's eyes, and after a while, the two of them burst into an incomparably ugly laugh. The magpies foraging in the snow were startled, and the snow hanging from the trees was shaken.
Shen Bing looked at Uncle Shi with admiration, and said in his heart that this guy didn't dare to say.
After the hip-hop was over, Qin Lei's commotion calmed down, he looked at Shen Bing and asked, "Bing, what are the arrangements for today?" ”
Shen Bing took out a small notebook from his arms, looked at it, and said, "There is only one thing today, and the iron commander in the mansion will come to visit." At Qin Lei's request, Shen Bing reluctantly became his work secretary.
Qin Lei secretly screamed in his heart that lewdness was the beginning of depravity, and he actually forgot about his brothers.
After breakfast, I went to see Ruolan again. The girl was so miserable that she barely ate something and was falling asleep.
Qin Lei paced to the gate of the East Palace slightly proudly, and asked a few soldiers to come. Sitting in the gatehouse, chatting with the doorman.
Gradually, the sun rose, but no one was seen. As soon as Qin Lei wanted to send someone to take a look, a horse came galloping from a distance, and immediately jumped down to Shen Bing, who had gone to meet him early in the morning, he was anxious to run inside, but was stopped by Qin Lei and taken to the gatehouse.
As soon as Shen Bing saw Qin Lei, he knelt down and said, "Your Highness, something happened to them under the Iron Command." ”
Qin Leihuo stood up and asked quickly, "Explain it clearly!" ”
Shen Bing said 'oh' and whispered: "Actually, nothing big happened, it just made the family trapped in a shop." ”
Qin Lei kicked him and scolded, "Bastard." "Straight to the door.
Shen Bing hurriedly caught up. Qin Lei asked, "Whose people are they?" How many? ”
Shen Bing whispered: "Tiance Army, three or four hundred." ”
Qin Lei let out an 'ah' and said depressedly: "*** Tiance Army, *** Taiwei Mansion." He took out an arrow from his bosom and threw it to Shen Bing, and ordered: "Let Huangfu Zhanwen pull two guards over." To be a veteran. ”
Shen Bing let out a 'hey', turned over on his horse, and galloped away.
Qin Lei said to the guard named Manan beside him: "Blow the assembly horn." ”
Manan took the horn off his back and whined. Qin's ** team mostly uses gongs, drums and whistles to communicate, and this is the only one that uses horns.
In the time of twenty breaths, except for a few secret sentinels, the black-clothed guards distributed inside and outside the Prince's Mansion stood neatly in front of Qin Lei, and there were two hundred people. Qin Lei looked at these kind faces, thought for a while, and said softly, "Go and fight with His Highness." ”
At this time, a little eunuch with clear eyebrows ran out of it. Qin Lei smiled and asked, "Father-in-law De, what did the second brother say?" ”
The little eunuch said with a smile: "If you go back to His Royal Highness, the prince will let you beat him hard, and he will stand up to it when he says something." ”
Qin Lei said in his heart, he pushed himself to the grassland last time. smiled and said, "No problem, let the second brother take a look." ”
The little eunuch grinned again: "Your Highness, the crown prince also sent you a horse." Before he could finish speaking, there was a dense sound of horses' hooves from behind the south wall, and in an instant, two hundred horses appeared on the street corner.
Qin Lei was overjoyed and said to Eunuch Xiaode: "Just say to the second brother, I am arrogant enough, I like it." ”
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Qin Lei led the black-clothed guards out of the Yanxi Gate, the only gate of the imperial city guarded by the prince's guards, and galloped along the Wuyi Alley. Naturally, someone showed them the way.
Yin of the Great Qin Kyoto Prefecture ordered that except for emergency military situations, horses were not allowed to be ridden in the central capital. Although this rule is useless for dignitaries. But like Qin Lei, the formation of more than 200 horsemen charging collectively has not appeared for at least five years.
This kind of rampage brought down countless street stalls, and also evoked some bloody memories of the people of Zhongdu.
The accident occurred on Taozhu Street, which is the most famous antique street in Qin, close to Fuxi Street.
As soon as I turned to Taozhu Street, I saw a group of soldiers in blue armor on guard. I saw more than 200 horsemen rushing straight over. The leader of the team said to the soldiers who were a little nervous around him without fear: "In the five hundred years since our Tiance Army was formed, no one has dared to cross this line. ”
The soldiers looked at the red line in front of them, remembered the long and glorious history of the Tiance Army, and suddenly became full of confidence. Ashamed of his infirmity, he straightened his chest like a team leader and stared viciously at the other party's whirlwind rushing. brewing feelings, ready to send them a faint taunt at the moment they stop at the precipice.
The horse team is still five feet away from the red line. Seeing that the other party showed no signs of slowing down, the pupils of the team rate gradually tightened.
History itself is meant to be broken.
The other party seems to have no taboo about the name of the Tiance Army, and he is unaware of the red line on the ground. The horses roared past, trampling and shattering the striking red line on the ground, and crashing head-on into the soldiers who were in a daze. Except for the vigilant team who dodged in great confusion, the remaining twenty soldiers were brought to the ground and trampled repeatedly by the hooves of the horses that followed behind.
After more than 200 rides, a few pieces of torn red cloth were left on the ground, shivering ridiculously in the cold wind. It echoes the wounds of broken bones and dying injuries everywhere.
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