As time passed, the peach petals accumulated in the palm of the hand.

Cao Xigu's head hit the cold stone brick floor, and she was so frightened that her clothes were sweaty.

After a long time, I heard Zhao Xixing's leisurely words: "Cao Xili is an official in Jiangnan, why is he in Beijing now?" ”

Cao Xigu licked her lips and said cautiously: "Back to Your Highness, last year's tax and New Year's Eve arrived, and my brother went to Beijing to report on his work. The courtiers also followed, admired the prosperity of the capital for a long time, and thought of seeing the scene of holy governance. ”

Zhao Xixing's eyes were cold: "A glimpse of the Holy Rule? You can say that again. It's just that...... If there is no return, it will be wronged. ”

The words were very light, with the leisurely energy of appreciating the flowers and willows, but it made the scalps of the women in the field numb.

The saint is strict and lives up to his name.

"Your Highness's forgiveness! The courtier's daughter just spoke out disrespectfully, and she lost her style, and the courtier's daughter was guilty! Cao Xigu lost her composure anymore, and fell to the ground with a thud, kowtowing like pounding garlic, "I only ask Your Highness not to be angry with my brother!" ”

Cao Xigu regretted it overwhelmingly, her face was like gold paper, she played a little temper, and it was not good to plant anyone, and she was planted in the hands of the East Palace.

She grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, walking sideways in the land of Zhuxi, not that she had never heard of the name of "saint". But when she really bumped into it, she found out that the word saint had to sign up with Hades.

"There is a provincial door on the left corner of the garden, which is intended to alert the palace people, and always reflect on their own bodies, whether they are out of ceremony. Then go to the door, and kneel down for a day and think about it. ”

Zhao Xixing's last sentence came, and Long Xiangwei immediately came up, escorted Cao Xigu and left, the woman's face was discolored, and the public knelt in this court, and her face was lost.

The rest of the women also resigned one after another, not daring to stay longer. After a while, Zhao Xixing and Tang Lanlan were left, as well as a bunch of black attendants.

Zhao Xixing glanced at Tang Lanlan, and there was no expression, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the woman: "Thank you, Your Highness, for breaking the siege." ”

"It's not about you." Zhao Xixing said lightly.

After a pause, his eyes fell on the woman's legs wrapped in white cloth, and Zhao Xixing added: "...... Hurt that day? ”

Tang Lanlan was stunned. Suddenly this sentence refers to that day she broke Zhao Xixing and climbed to the roof to drink, Zhao Xixing thought that when she came down, she fell and injured her leg.

Of course not. I learned from Aunt Chi Chun that the East Palace was hiding on the roof, so this girl prepared a ladder to go up and down.

Tang Lanlan immediately crossed this sentence in her heart, but she didn't say it, just smiled lightly: "Lang Zhong has seen it." It's good to raise the moon for more than a month. ”

"The main hall has already reminded you that day, such a high place ......" Zhao Xixing's words came to an abrupt end, he realized that there were still dragon-like palace people behind him, so he waved his hand and retreated everyone.

After all, the word "climbing the roof of the East Palace" spreads, although he doesn't care about the name of a saint, his face still has to be slapped.

"This hall has practiced martial arts, so light skills are naturally not a problem. But is it a female stream in your boudoir, climbing to such a high place, and dying? Zhao Xixing sneered, "Oh no, now it seems that it was sent away." ”

The words are still mean. Even if there is even the slightest hint of concern, it is hard to say it.

Sure enough, as the paper said.

Tang Lanlan's mind swept across the wall of the study of the Tang Mansion, a certain piece of paper, "The East Palace is mean, and the face is cold and hot."

So she forcibly suppressed the unhappiness that instinctively swelled up, and smiled gracefully: "If Your Highness doesn't feel uncomfortable, it should be regarded as a meeting gift to Chengfeng Lang." ”

Zhao Xixing raised his eyebrows.

If ordinary people heard his words, they would have been unnatural with twelve points on their faces, and there was actually a thin-skinned daughter who made fun of him in turn.

Tang Lanlan thought of a certain piece of paper on the wall of the study that read, "Although the East Palace is courteous, it also praises the woman's righteousness", so she decisively added.

"Your Highness, let's go to the front hall. Last year, the party in the south did not stop the wind and rain, and this year's spring made an incident in Lanling again. Now Jiangnan weaving into Beijing to report work, Jiangnan for the national money and grain land. The people are the first, the spring ploughing is prosperous, and the water conservancy of the summer flood is also flourishing. At that time, there were a lot of excerpts to discuss, and some of them had to be bothered by His Highness. ”

Everyone is beautiful, three from four virtues, so it is indeed a little unusual to hear this political discussion from the mouth of the daughter of the Tang Mansion.

"Didn't Tang Xing teach her to train her virtues?" Zhao Xixing said in a cold tone.

A woman's lack of talent is virtue, not to mention the crime of interfering in politics. The question was so serious that the air froze for a moment.

Tang Lanlan secretly clenched her hands, holding back the sweat, thinking of the dense paper on the wall of the study, and decided to gamble.

She then raised her head and raised her eyebrows in response: "The courtiers dare not speak falsely about the affairs of the temple." However, as a citizen of the Western Zhou Dynasty, he has a family and country in his heart. ”

Zhao Xixing bowed slightly, then brushed his sleeves and left, walked out of the garden with his colored back, and seemed to think of something, and instructed Douxi beside him: "...... Send two imperial doctors to the Tang Mansion. Look at the legs for her. ”

Douxi hurriedly responded. I was still suspicious in my heart, I knew that I could make the "saint" Donggong shush and ask for warmth, it was like a stone flowering.

Strange.

He couldn't help but look back at the figure sitting on the four-wheeled vehicle behind him, and sighed lightly: "Blessing is coming, and I can't stop it." ”

The spring breeze rises, the peach blossoms bloom, and the green tiles and red walls are good.