"Presumptuous! How can this temple be ...... Ooh! Zhao Xixing glared down majestically, but as soon as he turned his head, his body hanging on the earthen wall was unstable, and his hand was about to fall down as soon as he slipped it.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Douxi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly supported Zhao Xixing, if he fell in the dignified East Palace and gnawed on the mud, his ten heads would not be enough to cut off.

Zhao Xixing stabilized his body, had a false alarm, and his twin strands were still a little trembling. However, thinking of the person on the other side of the wall, he suddenly had infinite courage, not to mention a wall, even a city he could climb over.

So half an hour later, the two of them were panting and their feet were on the ground, Douxi was tired and sweating, but Zhao Xixing's eyes were shining, looking at the unlit wing, and his energy became more and more energetic.

“…… Alright, Your Highness, go quickly. Minions take the wind for you. If they find out, the minions will learn to cries twice. Douxi sent Zhao Xixing to the wing room in a row.

The man had just taken two steps, then paused, and looked at Douxi cautiously: "Just ...... So get in? ”

Dou Xi slapped his head and was anxious: "According to the Fengyue script that the slave heard, this is how it works!" That's right! Your Highness, just go forward boldly, the second girl will definitely be waiting for you at the couch! ”

"The folk customs are very reasonable." Zhao Xixing added two points of courage, wiped the ashes on his face, stroked the folds on his shirt, raised his head with his chest straight, and confidently pushed open the door.

Squeak. The door opened and closed again, and Zhao Xi suddenly became nervous.

There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, only the faint moonlight leaked in through the green screen window, leaking a half circle of silver white.

I vaguely saw a woman leaning on the bamboo couch under the window by the moonlight, bending her knees and hugging her, looking at the moonrise in Zhongtian in a daze.

Zhao Xixing's throat moved, it was too quiet around, and there was an almost static beauty in front of him, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

He was timid, so he wanted to sneak out quickly while the woman didn't find out, but as soon as he turned around, he felt that when he went out to see Douxi, the latter laughed at him, "How did His Highness come out so quickly", whether it would damage his "saint prestige".

So he immediately paused, turned around, and happened to meet Cheng Ying's gaze.

Then time stood still, and Zhao Xixing felt that he had passed the most difficult moment so far.

No one moved first, and no one spoke, the two just looked at each other motionlessly, the black rumbling night was silent, the hazy moonlight cut out the woman's shadow, and a pair of watery eyes were as bright as dew under the moon.

So in front of such a gaze, Zhao Xixing suddenly panicked.

The Four Books and Five Classics were exemplified, and all the books he had read in half his life flashed into his mind, thinking about finding out what appropriate words and what should be said at this moment.

However, in the end, it was a blank, Zhao Xixing's legs were stiff, and he regretted that Douxi was not around, otherwise how to deal with the current situation, I think the "folk experience" should be much more useful.

Fortunately, Cheng Yingyu spoke first: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, this is ...... Turning over the little girl's boudoir in the middle of the night? ”

Zhao Xixing felt that there was something wrong with this. But he can't deny that from climbing over the wall to touching in, he has been brave all the way.

After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and said with a serious face: "It's really ...... Dou Xi is also a mistake. ”

"Oh, it turned out that Douxi instigated His Highness. Then ask Your Highness to go out and punish that slave well. Cheng Ying seemed to be smiling, and her tone was a little cold.

"Huh." Zhao Xixing responded warmly, and was about to turn around and go out, but he felt that he had fallen on something, as if he had been driven away.

He was in good spirits, and immediately turned around, making sure that if there were three catties of iron under his feet, he would definitely not go back, and then he walked up to the woman, took his hands, leaned down, and looked at her face carefully.

Cheng Ying bluffed, and subconsciously leaned back, but felt a hand blocking her back, so that she couldn't retreat an inch, so she could only stand there straight and stare at the man at hand.

The moonlight is like water, cutting out the perfect lines to indulge, there is a Peter Langjun like jade, towering like a pine in the wind, especially a pair of eyes, amber-like light brown pupils, in the clear light of broken silver.

Being reflected by such a pair of eyes, Cheng Yingyu felt that her whole body softened.

She felt that the distance between the two was too close, and if she moved forward a little, she could hit the tip of Zhao Xixing's nose, and wanted to retreat, but Zhao Xixing's hand was horizontal there, locking her in a square inch of space.

The wind was blowing through the court, and it was cool in the middle of the night, but Cheng Yingyu felt that the air temperature was rising, and after a while, her vest was covered with a layer of hot sweat.

"Temple...... Your Highness...... Zhao Shenyan! So, when Zhao Xixing's body leaned forward by two inches, Cheng Yingbu was so frightened that he immediately shouted, "You...... You're so close! I've got a scab on my face! ”

The corners of Zhao Xixing's lips hooked.

So such an arc that is not unfamiliar, but under such a moonlight, in such a silent night where there are only two people, Cheng Ying's heart trembled and swayed dizzily.

"After the decree of marriage came down, I finally managed to slip out...... So take a closer look, are you angry? Zhao Xixing chuckled lowly, biting the words tiredly.

Cheng Ying's sweat on his vest was fluctuating again, and he drank ashamedly and angrily: "In hindsight, I just know how to play tricks!" I said I'm angry, what can you do? Shouted with the saint in court and tore up the holy decree, or did you make a contract with the Hou Mansion for a few years? Which one can you serve the world again?! ”

The woman complained a lot, but Zhao Xixing had pointed her ears, picked up a certain keyword, and smiled gloomily: "Are you angry? Still is...... Are you jealous? ”

"Phew! Slippery! Where did you learn the word jealousy! Cheng Ying hurriedly scolded and gagged him, for fear that the man would say something in the vernacular.

Those straightforward and heart-to-heart words made her face red from earrings to her neck.

Fortunately, the night was like ink, and Zhao Xixing couldn't see it, otherwise she would have to hope that there was a crack in the ground.

"Cheng Yinghu, I admit that you scold me and complain about me, but if you think my mind has changed, I will never admit it." Zhao Xixing solemnly colored, and his tone was a little hoarse, "I'm here to tell you, don't worry, I'll arrange the marriage contract of the Marquis of Pingchang, don't worry, don't suspect anything, and don't be angry with your body." ”

These sentences are too "tricky".

Cheng Ying's suffocation a few days ago disappeared at once.

She began to secretly scold herself for being spineless again, and people sent her away in a few words, but the people of the world are still celebrating the splendid relationship between the Heavenly Family and the Hou Mansion.

So she turned her head, straightened her face, and tried her best to make her tone sound bluffing: "Someone puts his lips up and down, and if he is obedient, he will become an article." You are the East Palace, and you can't do some things yourself, how can you make me believe in you and reassure me? ”

Zhao Xixing's eyes darkened, as if he had been prepared, he took out a small box of red sandalwood from his arms, and handed it to the woman, who opened it and was stunned for a moment.

Luan Yin.

The power seal of the crown princess, the symbol of the hostess of the East Palace, is like seeing people, and the officials have to kneel and worship the gold clay.