Chapter 10: Who's the pot, who's the one who carries it!

If it is said that the scene that Yuezhou saw tonight, there may be a possibility of misunderstanding, then the current intact black oil bomb has become ironclad evidence.

The guard who brought him in looked ugly, and replied after consideration: "At that time, only the subordinates and Xiao Zeng were in the room, and the others were tidying up outside, and they didn't see this thing. The stakes are high, you can get an idea. ”

Yue Zhou looked at the hot potato in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh.

Take an idea, what idea can he, a small leader of the guards of the Royal Guards, have?

Before coming, Yue Zhou only thought that this was a good errand, after all, protecting the princess and Lu Li, no matter how you think about it, it is an infinitely glorious thing. He only needs to spend twenty-one days here in leisure, and when the princess is finished, he will be greeted with a large number of rewards.

Who knows......

It's only been four or five days, and there is such a big mistake!

He couldn't hide it, he didn't dare to hide it even if he ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall.

For today's plan, whose pot is the one, who carries it himself!

Thinking of this, Yue Zhou suddenly got up, stuffed the hot potato into his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "I want to go to the palace, you are here to live and guard." ”

He walked to the door, turned back again, and commanded in a low voice: "Be sure to be optimistic about the national teacher and his subordinates, let the brothers have snacks tonight, even a fly can't fly out of Yanhua Temple, understand!" ”

Seeing this, the guard should have solemn eyebrows, and Yuezhou did not dare to delay any longer, so he hurriedly went out, pulled a good horse from the stable, and drove all the way into the imperial city in the night.

……

The night is as cool as water, and the autumn moon is frosty.

The fire in the Changming Hall has been extinguished, and the hustle and bustle outside has gradually fallen silent.

Zhao Huangge took the medicine, and for fear of touching the wound, he could only take a soft pillow and lie on his side on the bed.

Jinxiu took the boiled medicine and entered the door, and when she saw her white paper-like face, she blamed herself: "It's all the slaves and maids who take care of them well, and the princess punishes the slaves." ”

This appearance caused Zhao Huangge to chuckle, glanced at her, and asked, "Okay, how about punishing you for drinking the medicine for the palace?" ”

She said with a disapproving ridicule, which made Jinxiu more and more sad, and said softly: "If you can, the slave is willing to hurt herself, after all, my cheap life ......"

But before she finished speaking, she saw that the smile on Zhao Huangge's face was not there, and her face sank: "Splendid." ”

The last time Jinxiu said this, Zhao Huangge turned over, and when she said this again, she closed her eyes, suppressed the surging anger in her heart, sat up straight, and beckoned her to come: "Who said that your life is cheap?" ”

Jinxiu subconsciously bit her lip, taken by Zhao Huangge's momentum, only red eyes and said: "Compared with the princess, the life of the slave is not worth mentioning. ”

Her appearance made Zhao Huangge's heart soften.

Zhao Huangge sighed, but in the end he softened his tone, and said softly: "You have grown up with this palace since you were a child, and you are accompanied by food, clothing, housing and transportation. ”

In her previous life, Jinxiu paid too much for her, she wasted half her life, why not Jinxiu?

Before she died, she had arranged all the paths that belonged to the faithful servants, but after she died, she ......

Jinxiu gave up the rest of her life and crashed to death in the charred Qiwu remnant palace.

The blood stained red and scorched, and it fulfilled her original promise: where the princess is, the slave and maid will be there.

After being reborn in this life, the only thing she is glad about is that nothing has happened yet.

She can save them, protect North Vietnam, as for herself, it is another hell, as long as she can reverse all this, it is another infamy, what can she do?

But they must never be the same as in their previous lives.

So—

"In this case, this palace doesn't want to hear it again, remember?"

She wants them to live upright, wanton and chic, and live like a person in this life.

Zhao Huangge's words were harsh, but the care and love in his eyebrows and eyes were clearly visible.

Even though she still thought so in her heart, Jinxiu didn't dare to say it anymore, only nodded heavily: "Slave remember!" ”

Seeing this, Zhao Huangge smiled and said softly: "Okay, wipe it with a handkerchief, I don't know, I think this palace bullied you." ”

Hearing this, Jinxiu was a little surprised, bit her lip and said, "The princess will not bully the slave maid, and the slave maid will serve you to drink medicine." ”

She changed the topic a little awkwardly, Zhao Huangge chuckled, didn't say much, only reached out to take the medicine, and drank it all.

And Jinxiu's hand handing over the candied fruit stopped in mid-air, looking at her with some surprise.

The princess has always been afraid of bitterness, and such a bowl of bitter medicine, if it was before, she would have to eat half a bag of candied fruit coquettishly.

But today, it's so smooth?

Zhao Huangge realized something, took the candied fruit and stuffed it in his mouth in disguise, and asked vaguely, "You weren't hurt at that time, were you?" ”

As soon as she said this, Jinxiu was immediately diverted from her thoughts, and hurriedly replied: "No, the slave and maid woke up in a moment, but in the end it delayed time and caused you to be injured." ”

When Jinxiu said this, she pursed her lips again, and wanted to say something, but in the end she just said: "That person is not heavy, and the slave is not injured, so you don't have to worry." ”

There was some caution hidden in her words, Zhao Huangge paused slightly, and then said softly: "Jinxiu, you did a good job tonight." ”

Zhao Huangge said this in the clouds, but Jinxiu didn't ask more, but said softly: "Princess, it's late at night, the slave and maid are waiting for you to rest." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huangge bowed his head, lay down on the bed obediently, and closed his eyes.

The candle flame was blown out, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Splendid closed the door and turned to stand under the cloister for vigil.

The night was thick, the moonlight climbed the steps, and the frost was light and cold.

She slowly spread her palm, and there was a tiny pearl hidden on it.

The pearl rolled on the ground, the dirt on it was still there, and Jinxiu even clearly remembered the pain when she was beaten.

She looked at the pearl silently for a moment, then looked back into the room, and threw the pearl into the glove bucket.

The princess must have her own plans, and if she doesn't want to say it, then she won't ask.

After all, that was her master and her faith.

……

Zhao Huangge couldn't fall asleep in the end.

She had probably lost sleep tonight, and not long after she lay down, she heard the sound of partridges in the back window.

The partridge voice was of different lengths, but Zhao Huangge suddenly opened his eyes.

"Come in."

The woman's voice fell, and the back window was pushed open, and the man rolled in like a monkey: "Say hello to the master." ”

It's Xinyi.

He ran from one to the next, with obvious fatigue on his face and burning eyes.

Zhao Huangge sat up and asked, "Why did you come here?" ”

Xin Yi turned around and closed the window, and said with a frown: "My subordinates have been wandering outside for a while, and the Imperial Forest Army doesn't know what to eat tonight. ”

It's all like this, and he hasn't forgotten to praise himself, Zhao Huangge couldn't help laughing, and said: "Such a group of waste, it's worth your effort, I think you are regressing more and more." ”

It's just that when she said this, she paused slightly.

She was also confused, Xin Yi in her previous life was naturally easy to deal with them, but the current Xin Yi was only in her early twenties.

Fortunately, Xin Yi didn't hear the inappropriateness in her words, and only smiled when she heard the words: "Don't worry, master, your subordinates will practice diligently when they go back, and they will definitely get back the losses they have suffered next time!" ”

As he spoke, he saw Zhao Huangge get up and get out of bed, and hurriedly came over to help her.

It's just that when he smelled her, Xin Yi instantly frowned: "The master is injured?" Which son of a son did it! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Huangge glanced at him and said, "That bastard has gone to hell, are you going to look for him?" ”

Her words seemed like a joke, but unfortunately the coldness in her eyebrows and eyes made Xin Yi feel cold.

He shook the goosebumps on his body, obediently helped Zhao Huangge to sit on a chair, and hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "Since he is dead, then wait for a hundred years to settle accounts with him." Now, the subordinates still have to work for the master, don't lose the big because of the small! ”

Zhao Huangge slapped him with his backhand and sneered: "Okay, let's get down to business." All arranged? ”

Xin Yi saw that she really didn't look like she was in trouble, so she put her mind at ease, and returned to her seriousness in the next moment: "Don't worry, master, your subordinates have done everything right." ”

When he said this, he wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "But there is one thing that my subordinates think is strange......"