Hetai really didn't pay attention to this little eunuch, let alone know that because he had just reprimanded the eunuch who was passing the word, this little eunuch was panicked and scared.

Because he was thinking in his heart what to say when he saw Yu Die'er at night, should he take out the portrait first and test Yu Die'er's reaction? Or should he first ask her if she remembered the boy she had saved. If she doesn't remember, what will she say, if she remembers, but still sternly rejects her affection, what will she do?

The more I thought about it, the more I had a headache, and I only felt that my head was full of mush, and my heart was also a mess.

Hetai was irritable, and his hands subconsciously snorted a few times on his face, trying to sober himself up.

"Lord Wang, do you want to wash up and go to bed?" The little eunuch thought that Hetai was tired, although he rarely went to bed so early on weekdays, he still asked with concern.

"When is it going to bed? Are you a sleepy insect when this king is?" said Hetai coldly.

The little eunuch regretted wanting to slap himself, too many mouths, when the prince was in a bad mood, maybe the silence was golden, and it was safer to pretend to be wood.

But if you don't say a word, in case the prince is really sleepy, will he scold himself for not seeing enough, and the master wants to rest, but he can't see it, and he is indifferent like a dead man?

Alas, in the final analysis, it is difficult to be a slave! It does not matter whether what is said is right or wrong, but the mood of the master is the key to right or wrong.

It was still very early before the time of the meeting, and Hetai waited in the pavilion of the concentric pool.

At three o'clock, the fish and butterflies arrived as promised.

In the distance, Hetai saw a pink and white figure.

"I don't know why the prince asked me to come?" Yu Die'er entered the pavilion, and she was not polite, and sat down on the stone bench.

On a summer day, even at night, there was still a heat wave, and there was no coolness, and the small fan in her hand kept fanning, trying to drive away some of the stuffiness.

She didn't pull her hair up, but her black hair fell down to her waist. Light and languid, undisguised. The little face as white and shiny as bone china has a faint red crimson, and the petals are as cute. There is no powder, but the natural lips are red and white, as if dyed red lips, red and gorgeous, and the red plum outlined by the silk thread on the pink and white dress complements each other.

She is so casual, Hetai is the first time to see her, and I can't help but be a little stupid.

It is also the first time that Yu Die'er has strict rules in the palace, and no one dares to go out without pulling his hair. She didn't mean to have untidy makeup, but it was not close to the concentric pool, and it took a lot of time to go back and forth, and when I went back, I was afraid that it was late at night, and I was afraid that I would have to sleep before I shampooed my hair. So she washed her hair first, thinking that it would dry quickly when she came out and dunked around, and it would not affect the rest time. Anyway, it's a big night, and I don't think I can meet anyone on the road.

Originally, she thought it was nothing, but now that Hetai was staring, she also had inappropriate thoughts, after all, the other party was a prince and a man. It's really rude to come to an appointment with such untidy makeup. Subconsciously pulled his hair and twisted a strand in his hand to relieve the tension in his heart.

Looking at Yu Die'er's unintentional shy girlish attitude, Hetai felt that his heart was deeply touched again. Her every move, her smile, stepped on his strings everywhere, as if he couldn't escape no matter what.

Uncomfortable being stared at by him, Yu Die'er sat upright and explained, "I haven't dried my hair after washing it, so I didn't pull my hair in a bun, which is rude." ”

Although it was an apology, there was no humble tone of admitting her mistake at all when it came out of her mouth, and it was as cool and indifferent as ice and snow.

"Heh......" Hetai laughed when he heard this. I don't know if to laugh at her for being bold, or at laughing at her for even explaining so justifiably.

Hetai sat next to the stone bench next to her, and the smell of bluegrass wafted from his nose, and he leaned closer to her, and the fragrance was even stronger. It may be emitted with shampoo oil or essential oils for hair care. Yu Die'er saw him coming over, and subconsciously moved to the side. Her hair was black and shiny, abundant and smooth, like shiny black satin.

"The weather is fine now, but if it's winter, it's best to wash it during the day, the sun is good, and it dries quickly. It's too cold at night. As he spoke, his hand couldn't help but touch her hair. Yu Die stood up in shock.

"What are you doing!" she said, her face alarmed.

"This king didn't do anything, he just wanted to see if your hair was dry. ”

Hetai couldn't help but do it, seeing that he frightened her, he quickly found an excuse to beg for mercy, he was on business today, and he didn't say anything else, so he left his popularity.

Yu Die'er naturally didn't believe it, and still looked at him suspiciously. Ever since she experienced Tsurutai's unreasonable way of forgiving him during the day, she has become wary of Tsurutai, for fear that he will do it again if he disagrees.

"This king is not moving, he is sure not to move, you sit. ”

"What's the matter with you, tell me quickly. Butterfly sat down on a stool a little farther away.

There were two lanterns in the pavilion, barely lit, and the outside of the pavilion was in darkness, and she looked around the dark surroundings, feeling a little afraid.

"You sit down here, so far away, how loud must this king be before you can hear it, and then others will hear it. ”

Hetai looked at her looking left and right, thinking about the time she went to Tongxin Pond to pick lotus, singing and strengthening her courage, knowing that this girl was scared in her heart, and stubbornly wanted to sit away from herself, so she deliberately coaxed her over.

Who is there here, except for himself and him, who comes here at night. Because the concentric pond is relatively secluded, in addition to the lotus appreciation, there are not many people who come, because there is no other scenery except the lotus pond, and after the initial freshness, the lotus appreciation is also less, and the night is dark and can't see clearly, most of them are seen during the day.

But because I was afraid, I didn't refute it, and since there were steps, I went down, so I moved back slowly.

"Do you want this king to fan you? Hetai saw that although she was fanning the wind, her face was still a little sweaty.

"Don't. Yu Die'er flatly refused.

Hetai didn't insist, but asked with concern, "Do you use ice in the palace?"

Yu Die'er shook her head, "There are many people in the palace who don't use ice, and it's nothing, and it's not uncommon if you don't need it." ”

Although the Ministry of Industry is in charge of a number of ice cellars, which are specially used by the royal family in the palace to relieve the heat in the summer, there are many royal personnel, and there are many dignitaries, all of whom rely on these stored ice cubes to survive the hot summer, which leads to the scarcity of ice cubes and is extremely precious. In order to ensure the use of some people, it is natural that not everyone can enjoy it.

Ice in summer, charcoal in winter, even if it is a concubine, it is not needed for a low position. The allocation in the royal family's palace is also limited, don't even think about those concubines and the like. Most of them are concubines who are eligible for this treatment.

According to Yu Die'er's grade, it doesn't mean that she can't reach it, but she is not a concubine, let alone an imperial heir, so she may have been ignored by the affairs department, or because the rank of the imperial female official was vacant in the previous dynasty, and some treatment was not clear, so it was simply not.

The fish butterfly is also hot, and I also want ice, but I don't think I will leave the palace one day, and I don't bother to fight for these two dates.

Hetai thought, this girl is really unpredictable, sometimes she doesn't give in, and sometimes she doesn't care about anything. On such a hot day, how difficult it would be to endure without ice in the palace.

"The prince won't just say this, right?" Yu Die'er naturally knew that she would definitely not just ask such a sentence, and wanted him to speak quickly.

Seeing that she seemed to be in a hurry, Hetai no longer cared about him.

"Then the king of Japan said, I have the opportunity to show you the life-saver I have been looking for, do you remember? As he spoke, he pulled out the portrait from his bosom.

Yu Die'er was shocked, Hetai asked herself to come to find out with herself, I heard Ping Lianchuan talk about the portrait, so she was very sure that this should be her own portrait. She took the scroll, but did not open it immediately, because she did not know whether she would recognize it or not.

All along, Yu Die'er didn't want to admit it, so she pretended not to recognize Hetai, and never mentioned that she had saved him, because she had killed him in her previous life, and she didn't want to hurt him again in this life. If he admits it, if he gives to himself like he did in his previous life in this life, he will definitely be used by others and repeat the mistakes of the past.

didn't dare to care about him, sometimes deliberately didn't give him a good face, and even when he showed his intentions, he refused mercilessly. Yu Die'er really can't say whether she likes it or not, loves it or doesn't love it, because she never thinks about it.

She only knows that not liking him and not loving him is the best protection for him. Without a soft underbelly, he will be invincible, thousands of times better than being caught by others.

Besides, the fish and butterflies in this world are not as simple as in the past, and the hatred is in the body, and maybe one day the East Window incident will affect others, so she always feels that it is better to be alone.

is willing to cut her body and dare to pull the emperor off the horse, her family has already made her take care of herself, and she has to rely on Pinglianchuan to settle them. If you like someone again, you are really limited everywhere, and you will only look forward to the future.

Now although Concubine Su and Hebi are prisoners, if they don't die for a day, Yu Die'er will not be steady in her heart, worried about whether they will be able to turn over again one day, and if they are imprisoned for life, she will not be able to spend her life in the palace with them, and she will still leave the palace.

Besides, she doesn't have to spend it, and if she can't detoxify it, she may not be able to pass this year. Yu Die'er was suddenly a little sad, is it that God is afraid that she will fall into the love network for a while and drag others down, so she arranged such a fate for herself, this only has half a year to live, even if you want to drag anyone down, you have no chance.

Thinking of the poison on his body, thinking that his life would not be long, Yu Die'er was suddenly relieved, everyone was going to die, and he didn't have to worry so much, anyway, no one could threaten him with a dead person. can admit it, and can only admit it, because the human skin mask has already happened in the palace. If he doesn't admit that he is the one who saved Hetai, after he dies, if someone pretends to be the one who saved him, it will really hurt him.

After his death in his previous life, wasn't that Xiyun the one who deceived him by disguised himself? Although he was already in another life, thinking of this, Yu Die'er still shuddered. I have strengthened my heart to admit it. If he admits it, Hetai will be down-to-earth, and no one will be able to deceive him in the future.

After some thought, Yu Die'er opened the scroll. Although I knew it was my own portrait, I was surprised the moment I saw it, and the painting was so vivid.