Huaiqing was stunned, Zhao Yingyue looked at Huaiqing just stopping under the light not far away, and the light reflected Huaiqing's handsome face.

As soon as Huaiqing heard that he claimed to be in the palace, a spirit dragged his limp and turned away.

This self-proclaimed palace is not the emperor's woman, or the emperor's sister and sister, the third watch is a lonely man and a widow in the middle of the night, if he really doesn't know the thick-skinned, he will be caught and said that he is molesting, wouldn't he jump into this surging river and can't wash it away.

Zhao Yingyue watched people run faster and faster, and immediately became angry: "Molestation this palace, and dare to escape the crime when the deeds are exposed......"

Zhao Yingyue's voice was so delicate that she couldn't afford it, and Huaiqing didn't hear it at all.

One leg can't run on two legs, Zhao Yingyue chased after him a few steps, but at this time, Zhao Yingyue stepped on her long skirt.

The waves of the river swelled, and a tear of the tulle was followed by an exclamation.

Zhao Yingyue was unstable, and she fell to the ground, and her delicate elbow was broken.

Zhao Yingyue had never eaten broken skin, but she only felt that her arm hurt and stabbed for a while, so she sat there and cried.

Huaiqing glanced sideways, and was overjoyed, the time and place are right for people today, and he is so happy that he is not happy.

Zhao Yingyue raised her head and watched Huaiqing's lame legs run away, her silver teeth clenched, and the children of the family were really unreliable.

After a few moments, Nanqiang didn't know where to find a set of clothes for the little palace maid, and after changing his clothes, Nanqiang just came out of the corridor, and heard the little palace maid walking next to him discuss in a low voice:

"Did you hear that? The man who assassinated the princess was a lame man. ”

"Whew...... I don't know where it came from. I heard that Jing Zhaoyin's eldest son has a leg disease. ”

Nanqiang also whispered: "Cripple? It's not easy to be an assassin for a lame person these days. ”

Nanqiang followed behind the little palace maid, and listened to what the two little palace maids in front of him said: "The two sons of Jingzhao Yin's mansion heard that they did not come to participate this year, the eldest prince Wen Chengyu has a leg disease, and he has not stepped out of the mansion for many years, and the second prince Wen Chengmu heard that he was beaten on the street a few days ago, and now he is still lying in the mansion to recuperate." ”

A little palace maid smiled: "The son of the dignified Jing Zhaoyin was beaten in the street with a sack and seriously injured, which is really unheard of." I don't know which one is so bold, I heard that this incident also alarmed the emperor, and the emperor often asked Jing Zhaoyin if he found out the real murderer. ”

"Jing Zhaoyin hasn't found any clues after checking for so long, I'm afraid it's difficult."

Nanqiang felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and left from the fork.

Nanqiang walked to the end of the corridor and saw a person sneaking out of the room, Nanqiang squinted his eyes and looked.

Nanqiang's pupils suddenly constricted, strode forward, grabbed the man's collar, and dragged the person into the room.

Huaiqing only saw a cherry-colored shirt, thought it was a robbery, squinted his eyes and exclaimed: "I am a eunuch!" ”

Nanqiang pinched Huaiqing's neck: "The master is looking for you, the little eunuch!" ”

Huaiqing listened to the voice, breathed a sigh of relief, and then tensed up again.

"You, you, you...... How did you wear the clothes of a palace maid? ”

Huaiqing just turned his head and wanted to take a look at Nanqiang, but was pressed back by Nanqiang.

"Okay, you stinky Taoist priest, you dare to harm me, you have a long ability."

"The situation is forced, and you have to do it as a last resort, you have a lot of adults, forget it this time?"

Nanqiang gritted his teeth: "Forget it? No way! ”

She had just been chased with a stick of incense, and her legs were broken, and if she hadn't been clever enough to jump into the river, she wouldn't know where she was eating a board whip.

Huaiqing raised his voice with his back to Nanqiang: "If you are unkind, then don't blame me for being unjust." ”

Nan Qiang scoffed at Huaiqing's threatening words: "You are now the meat on the board, let me slaughter, you still dare to talk to me here......"

Huaiqing screamed coldly, Nanqiang was so frightened that he hurriedly covered Huaiqing's mouth, Huaiqing took a long mouth, biting Nanqiang's fingers, Nanqiang couldn't pump in pain.

"Release, release!"

Nanqiang knocked Huaiqing on the back, and the more Huaiqing ate it, the harder he bit it.

Nanqiang let go of his arms: "I'll count three times, you let go, and the previous thing will be over!" ”

Huaiqing nodded, and Nan Qiang grinned in pain: "Don't bite Lao Tzu and nod!" ”

"Three...... Two...... One ......"

Huaiqing spit out Nanqiang's fingers, Nanqiang loosened, and his fingers were numb with pain.

"You stinky Taoist, you belonged to a dog in your last life?!"

Huaiqing straightened his clothes, Nanqiang stretched out his hand again, and said quietly: "The palace maid's fornication is a capital crime. ”

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang, dressed in a cherry-colored palace maid's suit, with messy hair on his head, and at a glance, he knew that he couldn't comb his hair in a bun.

"No one will see you're an imposter along the way?" Huaiqing joked suspiciously.

With this messy hair, Huaiqing felt happy when he thought about Nanqiang being stared at and scolded by the eunuch in charge.

"You tiger-backed bear-waisted, this big man with a stubble on his chin is not unnoticed. Everyone is busy with their work, how can they have time to stare at you. ”

Huaiqing didn't care about Nan Qiang, and stared at Nan Qiang: "You really have a bit of a woman's appearance when you wear women's clothes, but your chest is a little flat." ”

After speaking, Huaiqing reached out to poke Nanqiang, and when his finger was an inch away from Nanqiang, Nanqiang held Huaiqing's finger and twisted it hard.

"Master, what do you want to do with such big breasts."

Huaiqing loosened his fingers in pain, and the sound of rustling outside the house, Huaiqing covered Nanqiang's mouth and leaned against the door.

Huaiqing wrapped Nanqiang's collarbone with one hand, covered Nanqiang's mouth with the other, and Nanqiang leaned on Huaiqing's chest.

After the footsteps passed, both of them wiped their hands and mouths in disgust.

At that time, Huaiqing changed back into the eunuch's clothes, and the two sneaked to the main hall, and Nanqiang in the palace saw at a glance that her mother was talking to Wenren Zhongshu.

Huaiqing glanced at it and said in a low voice: "Of these ten talents this year, one of them must be the champion in the future." If you want to find a husband and a husband for your sisters in the family, you can choose among these ten, as for whether you can pick a champion, it depends on your luck. ”

Nan Qiang's eyes immediately stared at these individuals like a hungry wolf staring at a fat lamb.

Nanqiang suddenly came back to his senses, squinting his eyes to see Huaiqing, how did this stinky Taoist priest know that she was going to pick a husband for her sisters in the family?

Huaiqing paused: "But I don't think you're lucky, and this doesn't look like a person's ability, so don't harm your sisters." ”

Nanqiang looked at it, only the boy sitting opposite Wenren Zhongshu was still good-looking.

Nanqiang remembered that the person seemed to be called Fusong, met in Xuncheng, met again in Kyoto, just on the boat, he got a word flower in a poem, presumably he was also good-looking, talented, if the moral character is acceptable, isn't it the husband she wants to find for her sister and Lingsu?

It's really fate! The more Nanqiang looked at it, the happier he became, as if he was already his own family, and his eyes softened.

Huaiqing looked at Nanqiang with disdain and bumped Nanqiang with his elbow.

"It is said that Miss Zhongshu is very talented, how about improvising a poem in public today?"

Nan Qiang raised his eyes and looked at a pot-bellied poop, wearing a dark purple embroidered robe, looking at his age, he should have just passed the age of neutrality.