Chapter 296: Encountering a Little Fan Girl
When night fell, Yang Yi changed into the clothes of a kitchen worker and set off to the palace with more than a dozen imperial chefs.
Because the royal family has a dining room, which has all the tools for cooking and cooking, this departure is light and simple.
In order to avoid suspicion, Yang Yi chose to mingle with the chef and walked on foot.
Along the way, the shopkeeper repeatedly informed the environment in the palace and the time of the change of guards, and Yang Yi remembered it in his heart.
After a few incense sticks, the palace finally arrived.
Everyone entered the east gate, and more than a dozen royal guards were at the entrance.
Each of these guards has the lowest cultivation level in the Martial Spirit Realm, wearing a golden helmet and armor, and they are majestic.
After the inspection, a group of more than a dozen people passed through the majestic halls, winding corridors, and water pavilions...... Finally, we arrived at the royal family's dining room.
After changing into a night robe in the imperial dining room, Yang Yi said goodbye to the shopkeeper, padding his heels, like a dexterous and agile kitten, and his figure quietly dissipated.
When he went out, Yang Yi followed the coordinates in his memory and headed towards the Bodhi Garden.
Relatively speaking, the strictness of the Taihe Hall bathed by the empress must be higher than that of the Bodhi Garden.
On the way, Yang Yi raised his mind to the limit, spared the waves of patrolling guards, and got closer and closer to his destination.
Stomp, stomp!
At this moment, more than a dozen patrol guards of the Royal Forest Army appeared in front of them.
The one who took the lead turned out to be two powerhouses at the peak of the Martial King Realm, and it was expected to be a commander-level existence.
Because the other party's cultivation is extraordinary, his perception will be significantly improved, Yang Yi did not dare to slack off, his heart moved, his heels were in a hurry, and he tried to hide in the purple bamboo forest behind the rockery.
"Squirting ......"
The ghost knows that in this rockery, the surface rocks are weathered and fragile like tofu, and when Yang Yi's heels are pointed, the rock fragments fall, conveying a slight crisp sound.
"Commander, there's movement over there?"
Several guards on patrol were stunned for a moment, and they all turned their heads to stare in the direction where Yang Yi was dodging.
"Let's go, let's see!"
The captain of the guard, who was leading the two peaks of the Martial King Realm, made a gesture.
Together with a dozen or so guards accompanying him, spears in hand, they quickly approached.
Yang Yi even had the mind to scold his mother, he didn't expect him to be so declining, and he was discovered by a group of guards before he even arrived at the Bodhi Garden.
However, there were many people on the other side, and Yang Yi did not dare to hesitate, and exerted his speed to the limit, like a headless fly, he had to fly in the palace.
"There's an assassin, catch him!"
A group of patrolling guards were suddenly startled and quickly chased after Yang Yi.
As the movement became louder and louder, many of the guards on patrol got the news and gathered from all directions, forming a situation of encirclement.
Yang Yi frowned secretly, and in the midst of galloping, what appeared in front of her was an elegant attic.
The attic is small compared to the other halls, and the building itself is new, apparently new, and the interior is splendor and clearly inhabited.
"The assassin is over there, everyone chase after him!"
At the same time, a roar and hurried footsteps sounded in the darkness behind.
Yang Yi had no way to run at this time, he gritted his teeth and pushed open the door of the main hall, and then quietly closed it.
"Who?"
At this moment, a crisp sound of a girl's bell ringing chimes sounded in the hall.
This voice faintly gave Yang Yi a familiar feeling.
But he didn't think much of it, and looked up.
What appeared under his nose was a screen more than a foot wide, and through the screen, a delicate figure loomed in the mist.
Apparently, there was a woman bathing through the screen.
Yang Yi realized that the identity of this girl was absolutely extraordinary, and she couldn't tell what kind of princess and saint she was, so she planned to push open the screen and want to hijack the woman.
Click!
As the screen was pushed open, what caught my eye was an elegant and elegant face.
This is a girl about the same age as Yang Yi, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a pair of crystal clear eyes, and a little drop of water on her curved willow eyebrows, trembling slightly...... If it is elegant and beautiful, Xiaolu narcissus.
Down her cheeks, there was a piece of ice-like skin, looming in the rising hot water.
"Little Pi Niang, Lao Tzu will call the people of the rivers and lakes the little overlord of picking flowers, don't call me, if you call me again, I will strip you of your clothes, and then kill you!"
Yang Yi deliberately showed a vicious appearance, and the Yellow Pole Sword bloomed with a cold light, which instantly rested on the girl's white-skinned and lustrous neck.
"Giggle...... Yang Yi, you broke into the palace in the middle of the night and clamped your sword around the girl's neck, are you crazy?"
Because the girl was bathing, she would be full of spring when she got up, so she could only let Yang Yi hijack her, but she looked very indifferent, lowered her head and glanced at the blade of the sword stuck in her neck, her apricot eyes were round, and her eyes were full of consternation.
"Little, little fan girl, why are you?"
Yang Yi was also confused.
Because he got along with the little fan girl before, the other party covered his face with a light veil, and before, the girl's voice had given him a very familiar feeling, and at this moment, he shouted his name with others.
No matter how stupid Yang Yi is, he deduced the identity of the other party.
"Why did you get to the palace in your night clothes?"
The little fan girl looked very excited, she wanted to get up, but she found that something was wrong, and her delicate and flawless pretty face suddenly turned red, like a ripe cherry, which was very good-looking.
"Then why are you in the palace?"
Yang Yi was also full of doubts in his heart.
"Stomp, stomp!"
At the same time, a rush and heavy footsteps sounded outside the attic.
"The people from the outer gate are here to arrest you, what bad things have you done?"
The little fan girl's eyes were wide open, as bright as autumn water, and her eyes were as bright as stars staring at Yang Yi strangely.
"Little fan girl, don't ask more questions first, quickly find a place for me to hide. ”
Yang Yi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and ran towards the bed quickly.
He wanted to get under the bed, but he found that the bed was forged by warm jade, and there was no gap, so in desperation, he wanted to climb into the bed and cover himself with a quilt.
But there is a sense that it is inappropriate.
The Praetorian Guards searching outside are not fools, how can such a big target not be discovered?
If he does this, he will cover his ears and steal the bell.
And in the huge attic, except for the translucent screen, there was no hiding place for him.
"Knock Knock Knock ......"
At that moment, there was a knock on the door outside the attic.
"Little fan girl, I can't help borrowing your bathtub for use. ”
Yang Yi's heart instantly hung in his throat, and he didn't care about the little fan girl's objection, so he directly raised his foot and sank his whole body into the bathtub.
"You ......"
The little fan girl was also dumbfounded, and her beauty instantly turned red, and she was more beautiful than flowers.
This bath bucket is not big, even if Yang Yi sinks to the bottom of the water, curled up, and the little fan girl's toes are slightly stretched out, she can mention the other party.
This charming atmosphere made her feel uncomfortable.
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