Cui Li heard the knock on the door, opened it and saw that it was her, and was slightly surprised, after all, it was night, and a woman came to knock on the door, although she was familiar, but it also surprised him. What's more, he saw that she helped Hetai in, he knew her thoughts, so he never thought that she would come to him instead of guarding Hetai.

He opened the door, but his hand didn't let go, and he didn't let go of his body, and only asked, "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Can you let me in?" she frowned, looking very lonely. Cui Li moved out of the way.

She entered the room, unfolded the scroll, and asked in a trembling voice, "I just want to ask you, do you know the woman in this portrait?"

"Why did you get this?" Cui Li said in shock.

Xiang Skirt stared at him, "Have you seen it?"

Cui Li hesitated for a moment before he replied frankly, "It's the woman I want to save by refining medicine." ”

Isn't it the prince's wife?" she was stunned.

"The prince cares about her very much, does he like her?" Mrs. didn't even mention half of the sentence, but she hid her portrait close to her, which went without saying. But she still couldn't help asking.

"Of all the women I've seen, she's the best one for her. ”

He knew Xiang's thoughts, and he had hinted at it, so he deliberately mentioned that his refining was ordered by Hetai to be a poisoned woman. He also said that he was very concerned about the woman. He felt as smart as she was, and he would have noticed something. He wanted her to retreat. Don't waste any time on Hetai.

But I don't know if she doesn't understand or deliberately pretends to be stupid, she just doesn't make a mistake. Now that it's explained, maybe she's dead.

In the past, she felt that she might have some opportunities, but after meeting Yu Die'er, even he was dead. Because I suddenly found out that Hetai was not cold to all women at all, at least it was different for her.

"You stole this portrait, return it quickly, if the prince finds that the portrait is missing, he will be angry. Cui Li persuaded.

I wanted to say something more, but Xiang's skirt had already left silently.

Xiang skirt went straight back to her room, but she didn't go back, stubbornly wanting to see if Hetai would really be angry?

The decanting soup was boiled in the small kitchen, and the eunuch gave Hetai a bowl of drink, and slept for a few hours before he woke up. Turned over and got out of bed to find that the robe was off, only the middle coat remained, subconsciously touched the body, and then turned back to look around on the bed, after all, I found that the portrait could not be found.

"Someone. He shouted outside, and the eunuch guarding the door entered.

"Lord, the servant is waiting for you to wash, do you want to eat?" Seeing that he was awake, the eunuch hurriedly stepped forward, took the clothes, and waited for the dressing.

"What about the king's paintings?" asked Hetai, frowning.

The eunuch was puzzled for a moment, and then remembered what Hetai said, he was Hetai's personal eunuch, serving the living, naturally knew that the prince had a scroll always with him, usually when he went to bed, the prince himself took out the painting and put it on the pillow, never liked people to touch. Although he didn't know what was on the scroll, it was definitely precious that the prince always carried it with him.

But yesterday the prince was drunk, and he forgot about this stubble, and Xiang Skirt asked him to wash his face, and he went without thinking so much. Does the prince mean that the painting is lost?

He sweated down in an instant, "Lord Wang, yesterday was not the slave's wide clothes, the slave went to wash his face, and the girl in the Hunan skirt was guarding here, presumably where did she take it and put it?"

She is guarding here, that is to say, she gave wide clothes? Hetai reacted, very displeased, and raised his voice, "Are you the king's personal eunuch, or is she?" and then said in a deep voice, "Your errand is getting better and better, and anyone can get close to this king." ”

"Minions deserve to die, minions deserve to die. Frightened, the eunuch immediately knelt down, and kowtowed to ask for guilt if he didn't listen, in the palace, it was normal for the palace maid to serve, but now that I think about it, she is not a palace maid in this Hunan skirt after all, and she is indeed overstepping. It's just that he really didn't think about it so much at the time, he only knew that the Hunan skirt was brought back by the prince when he returned triumphantly from the border pass, and he thought that the prince looked at it differently. So she wanted to help, so she let her go, and she sent herself out to get washing water, and she went.

"If you don't find this king, if you can't find it, you can get out of here. "Hetai just wants to find the painting now. Other culpables are not taken so seriously.

"Yes, the minion will look for it immediately, and find it immediately. ”

The eunuch hurriedly searched around the room, hating as he looked, where the hell did he put it? What a harmful spirit.

The eunuch had been looking for half an hour, and his heart was already cold, but he didn't dare to reply, he could think that if he said that he couldn't find it, he would definitely have to bear the wrath of the prince next.

There was already another servant who came in to serve and finish grooming, and went to the small kitchen to send a message to make some food, and before dawn, Hetai went to the courtyard to practice his sword, and when he entered the house, he saw that the eunuch was still looking everywhere like a headless fly.

His fire rushed up, originally thinking that no matter who took it, it was designated to be placed in the house, but he couldn't find it yet, and he was a little panicked, Xiang Skirt didn't know the importance of this thing to herself, if she took it, don't throw it away.

"Go find her. He muttered.

"Yes, the minion will go. The eunuch went out as if he had been granted amnesty, and with a gust of wind.

The Xiang skirt was not asleep, the person was lying on the bed, and the painting rested on the table. Cui Li's words were replayed over and over again in his mind, and Hetai's attitude towards himself on weekdays.

Although the prince seems to be very serious about himself, after all, he doesn't even shy away from such secret existences as Feng Chi and Feng Che. But this is an official matter, and when he comes back, the prince is in the palace, and most of the contacts and messages outside the palace are handed over to him. But except for business, his attitude towards himself has always been very detached, guessing that he just wants to let himself not have illusions.

But there is no way, I just admire him, love him, as long as I see him, my heart is happy. always thought that sooner or later, the prince would see his dedication and friendship.

So even if he knows that he doesn't have himself in his heart, it's nothing, because he may not have anyone else in his heart, he didn't see how good he was to other women, and he never mentioned it to several ladies, he is a person who does great things, how can he only care about the love of his children. Over time, I became accustomed to this indifference. But now I find that it is not at all, he also has feelings, and he will also be attentive to women. Even Cui Li has talked about it several times recently.

I pretended to ignore it, but my heart was really hit.

"Xiangskirt girl, have you slept? The eunuch knocked on the door with the resentment in his heart.

Looking for yourself to have a portrait? Xiang Skirt understood in her heart, and straightened out her scattered bun in the mirror, put on the portrait and rushed to Hetai with the eunuch.

"What is the matter with the prince's rumor?" she asked knowingly, because she saw that the eunuch's face was depressed, and her heart was also a little drumming, after all, she called people in the middle of the night, and she couldn't wait for dawn to ask, which showed that Hetai was angry.

"What's the matter? I said, Xiangskirt girl, did you take the portrait of the prince, where did you put it?" the eunuch said angrily.

"I took it and brought it back. Xiang skirt whispered.

"What?" the eunuch said in a loud voice, and then remembered that it was night, so he lowered his voice and asked with an angry temperament, "You said that you will give the prince wide clothes, and if you don't comply with the rules, why do you still take things away?"

Plainly burdened, scolded, frightened, originally he was complaining and angry, this is still light and light, what did he say and brought it back. You really dare to be smooth with this hand.

"Give me the portrait. The eunuch stretched out his hand and said patiently.

"Since the prince's things, I will naturally return them to the prince. Xiang skirt said stubbornly.

The eunuch thought that he would take the portrait and go back to present it, and he would be better at this level. But she refused, and she couldn't help but escalate in her heart, and secretly snorted coldly in her heart, "You just die." ”

When the two entered, Hetai was leaning on the back of the chair and closing his eyes to recuperate, and breakfast was on the table in front of him, but he didn't move.

"Lord Wang, the people have arrived. The eunuch's voice at this time was just right, neither high nor low, it would not disturb Hetai, and it could also be heard clearly.

Hearing this, Hetai opened his eyes and sat up straight.

"Hunan skirt see the prince. She saluted.

When the eunuch saw her, he only saluted, and did not say anything else, nor did he ask for sin. said directly, "Lord Wang, she took the portrait, and she said that she took it away." "Anyway, let's get rid of myself first. Anyway, she doesn't deserve to cover for her herself.

"You took the portrait of this king?" asked Hetai, frowning, leaning forward and staring at her.

Somehow, Xiang Skirt didn't dare to look at him, and her heart became nervous, "Yes, the subordinates should be damned, the subordinates didn't mean it." ”

"Don't hand it back yet!" he exclaimed. The Hunan skirt was frightened, and even the eunuch trembled.

"Take it. The eunuch transferred his anger to her and said coldly.

She didn't dare to argue any more, so she took out the portrait and handed it to the eunuch, who held it in both hands and presented it to Hetai. He took it, unfolded it again, and saw that it was correct, and then put it in his arms.

looked at her coldly and said, "In the past, on the front line, this king took pity on your parents and your parents, and was helpless, so he responded to your pleas and took you in. It's just that some things are out of line on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. ”

"The subordinates know that they are wrong. She endured the sourness in her heart and admitted her mistake.

She naturally understood what Hetai was referring to, and the overstepping of the rules on weekdays meant that she often did not call herself a subordinate, but called herself by her name, not a maid and maidservant, but she did things like serving tea and pouring water. Come to think of it, the prince did mention that he only did his job, or to put it mildly, that he was not a maid. I only treat him as polite, and I can't bear to work hard. It turned out that he was dissatisfied and didn't like it.

And last night he shamelessly widened his clothes and took away his things, which is what he said in his mouth.

"If you can do your part, do it, if you can't do it well, or if you have something else to think, you will leave early, this king doesn't like subordinates who don't know the rules. Hetai closed his eyes again and said coldly.

"Lord Wang?" Xiang Skirt was shocked, this was to let herself go? She couldn't believe it, it had been a few years anyway, and she didn't expect him to be any different from her, and what kind of friendship he had. But in the past few years, she has also been doing things for him loyally, and there should be some master-servant feelings without the love of men and women, but now because of this one thing, she said that she wanted to leave by herself.

Did he really treat himself so kindly?