As for the loss of this Luan seal, even if it is the concubine who came in with a sedan chair, it is a little unjustifiable.

Cheng Yingyu naturally knew the weight of this little gold clay, and also understood the meaning of Zhao Xixing handing over the gold clay to her.

Feeling the weight of the Luan seal on the palm of her hand, the woman first breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart was out of breath.

She prepared a lot of questions and ridicule and temptation, but Zhao Xixing simply printed it to her, so she didn't need any explanation.

But then Cheng Ying was annoyed again, annoyed that he was a little villain, and annoyed that Zhao Xixing was so fine, and easily saw through some thoughts.

"Who wants your Luan seal? Am I such a small-bellied person? I just asked casually, I can't afford such a big battle! Cheng Ying raised his eyebrows and threw the Luan seal out, "This seal is too precious, you should keep it, and give it to the crown princess who has passed the door in a few days!" ”

With a bang, the priceless Luan seal smashed into the ashes of the floor tiles, but Zhao Xixing's smile became thicker.

It's good not to say this, but when he says it, it confirms something, and the more he listens to it, the more happy he becomes.

So he leaned over and picked up the gold clay, wiped it, and solemnly stuffed it back into the woman's hand, and the dark pupils in the moonlight were deep.

"Cheng Yingyu, whether you want it or not, this seal hall will be given to you. Because the main hall is a man, it is his responsibility to do something to reassure you. ”

The man spoke seriously word by word, and his hoarse tone was as heavy as a flute in the middle of the night, and the murmuring flowed to the tip of people's hearts.

Cheng Ying could clearly hear her heartbeat, and she was about to jump out.

She hurriedly turned her head, for fear that her uncontrollable laughter would be looked at by the man, and she tried her best to suppress her voice and said, "What a thief!" Now that you have given me the seal, how can you explain to your crown princess at that time, and how can you explain it to the people of the world? ”

Zhao Xixing lowered his head and smiled, his eyes sparkling: "This hall only needs to explain to you, and the rest ...... What if you can't explain it? ”

Cheng Yingyu couldn't hold back in the end, burst out laughing, covered her lips and said, "...... Then beware of the saint being the first to beat you to the ground! ”

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the room, and the moonlight was shattered in half.

Mixed with Douxi's sharp and sharp partridge call, as well as the scolding and footsteps of Rong Wei and Xiao Zhan.

Finally, Douxi almost cried: "You can't go in...... Sword sword sword, third son, pull it out slowly! ”

Cheng Ying's head was big, and her heart was panicked, and she could already hear the chanting of the girl, "Second girl!" Is the East Palace in it? ”

"No !!"

Cheng Ying subconsciously roared, and then glared at Zhao Xixing, who was in place, helpless, and stared at her.

It seems that they have done something bad and have been caught red-handed, and both of them are blushing at the same time, and they are so anxious.

So, at the last moment when Yu Niang and others pushed the door in, Cheng Yingyi grabbed Zhao Xixing and pushed him to the back window.

Boom. There was a muffled sound. It seemed that a heavy object had smashed into the pit, and immediately the man gasped.

Cheng Ying was very sorry for Zhao Xixing.

If memory serves, there was a mud puddle under the backyard window, and the big yellow dog on the corner came to pee from time to time.

But she couldn't think so much, so they pushed the door in with a candle.

"The old body saw Douxi, where is the East Palace? Turning over my daughter's boudoir at night, it's the other way around! Where is he?! ”

Yun Niang was violent, and Rong Wei and Xiao Zhan were also set up with a sword.

"It's just that Douxi himself came to visit me, what does it have to do with the East Palace! Donggong also knows etiquette, righteousness and shame, how could he do something to turn over the boudoir! Cheng Yingyu glanced at Douxi, and the latter echoed in a loud voice.

The girl held the candle around the circle, but she really didn't see a figure, and she was suspicious: "The old body heard it wrong?" Wait, girl, what's in your hand? ”

"Nothing! Mother-in-law, you're dazzled! ”

Cheng Yingyu hurriedly stuffed the gold mud into his sleeve and hid it tightly, determined that he would not hand it over even if the sky and the earth were cracked.

So the turmoil ended quietly, and everyone in Jixiangpu had a good night's sleep, except for the East Palace.

Because of a strange smell in the sky, the palace people smoked the incense of agarwood for half a night, and then let the faint bamboo fragrance return.

However, the next day, when Cheng Yingbu knelt in front of Zhao Yin, she regretted a little, should she have locked the door last night, so that Zhao Xixing couldn't get in.

Now looking at the sage with a gloomy face sitting on the top of the imperial study, she feels that it is really a good thing not to go out, and "bad things" are spread thousands of miles.

"The people see Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty......"

"Get up. I have sent all the idlers away, and there are only you and me here. Queen Minde, you don't need to talk about those scenes. ”

Zhao Yin interrupted Cheng Ying's kneeling, and sat on the dragon chair very casually, not looking like a saint.

Cheng Ying settled down, got up, and got straight to the point: "...... But for last night's night visit to the East Palace? ”

"Night visits?" Zhao Yin sneered, "He climbed over the backyard wall in the middle of the night, touched into the boudoir, and smelled in the sky above the East Palace when he came back!" I know that very well! ”

After a pause, Zhao Yin's brows furrowed, and he accentuated his tone: "The East Palace, which used to have no folds on its clothes, is now doing such a shameless stupid thing!" I'm about to marry the princess, and it's ...... Good saint, reversed, all reversed! ”

Cheng Ying raised her eyebrows: "Your Majesty, is this complaining that I instigated the East Palace?" ”

Zhao Yin's face turned blue, and he said coldly: "Have you forgotten what I warned you before?" I don't have a tendon for my unfilial son, I can't take him, but why can't you recognize your own heart and lure him into the abyss step by step! ”

"Your Majesty's words are funny." Cheng Yingyu was not afraid at all, anyway, she opened the skylight and said something bright, she was a merciful queen, and she was not afraid of Zhao Xiang, who knelt on her back then.

"The people's daughter can't recognize her heart, can Your Majesty help the people's daughter recognize it?"

"Presumptuous !!"

Zhao Yin was angry, took out the emperor's shelf, and slapped the jade case violently, which frightened the secret Yu Linwei and the palace people outside the palace in fear.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and the Kyushu Futu, the subordinate who had just entered was estimated to be unable to "leave".

However, the fact is that Cheng Yingbu looked directly at Zhao Yin and smiled noncommittally: "What is Your Majesty angry about?" Is it because you can't control your own son, or because you are angry that your daughter is ignoring your hadith? ”

"It's really hard to imagine how cautious you were when you were still in the shell of Hua Er, bowing three times and knocking nine times, but now you dare to argue with me."

Zhao Yin got up and walked towards the woman, his slightly narrowed eyes were cloudy and tumbling into a ball.

The air temperature in the upper study drops. Yu Linwei's sword was unsheathed, ready to carry out the king's "beheading" order at any time.

Cheng Ying smiled faintly, not to mention being afraid, there was a faint arrogance between her eyebrows.

Feeling the fang luan mark in her arms, she suddenly had infinite courage.

She wanted to respond to something to him.

After four years of pressing in her bones, she wants to quench a sword, and today she will show the monarch and fight the sword without regrets.

The thirteen daughters of Jiangmencheng, the queen of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, eight hundred miles of Qinchuan mountains and seas, who dares to stop it.