Chapter 225: Bamboo Curtain

Imperial Palace. In the red wall and green tile, the pomegranate flowers on the side of the royal wall bloom ten feet, and the red and gorgeous petals pave the bluestone Yongdao scarlet.

Zhao Xixing's long body jade stood on the white jade platform, his eyes skimmed over the bright yellow glazed eaves, and fell on the palace people in the palace road, more than a dozen people were leading the way palace maids, and the first one was Cheng Yingyu, stirring the corners of his clothes and hanging his head.

Dou Xixing was next to Zhao Xixing, and he didn't dare to breathe too much, for fear that Cheng Yingyu and others who were passing by at their feet would find them, otherwise the embarrassment would be embarrassing.

After all, Cheng Yingcai asked for advice from the East Palace as always, and then was hung at the gate of the palace for a while, and finally was beaten back as always, and now he was sent out of the palace according to the jade order of the East Palace.

And the fact is that this East Palace was on the high platform next to the hall, and watched the whole scene like a play, and the "missing" jade order was also left in advance, and the person was not in the palace at all.

"Your Highness, go back?" Douxi saw Zhao Xixing looking at the pedestrian motionlessly, and glanced at the sky, "The sun is rising, it's hot." If His Highness harms the heat, the slave will never give up. ”

The man in the robe hummed noncommittally, but the person did not move, his eyes fixed on the shadow of the red wall, and there were waves in his indifferent eyes.

Douxi's eyes lit up. There is play.

Her little queen was denied half a moon, and the East Palace finally came to see her, although she was hiding from herself, but it meant that the stones began to loosen, and the ice cubes had to be warm.

Douxi suddenly lifted his spirits and said boldly: "Your Highness, the slave is talkative...... Why don't the slaves stop the second girl, Your Highness take a good look? This time, the girl has come to eat closed-door soup every day, and her little face has lost a circle, and the slaves are distressed when they look at it! ”

Zhao Xixing glanced at Douxi and raised his eyebrows: "Are you distressed?" ”

Three words in a very light tone. Dou Xiwu's legs and stomach were weak, and he hurriedly slapped himself in the mouth, really pretending to be a hero sometimes, and sending his life to the guillotine.

"Damn it! Your Highness forgives your sins! What does the slave mean ......" Douxi struggled to think of an excuse, but Zhao Xixing didn't bother to listen, his eyes looked away, and he couldn't see much emotion on his face.

"Ask Neku to find some half-old bamboo mat curtains and put them on the palace road she often walks."

Donggong's sudden positive order, the hope of teaching Dou Xicai to extinguish was ignited again, tasting this taste, and the thief smiled: "Your Highness, this is distressed by the second girl, I am reluctant to let her bask in the sun...... Minions are talkative! ”

The conversation was extinguished. At the moment when Zhao Xixing's gaze drifted over, Dou Xi slapped his face and locked his mouth.

"After staying by the side of this temple for a long time, you are getting more and more bold? The last person named Li Chen 'died' in this way. Zhao Xixing said slowly, "It's hot early this year. The main hall is sympathetic to the palace people, and the subjects are also worried. ”

The man frowned and sighed lightly, he had the demeanor of worrying about the country and the people, if he didn't know that the saint was hiding under the wind Lang, he would definitely be deceived by this look.

It was Douxi who snickered, opened his throat and instructed the palace people: "Your Highness's jade order: order the inner library to find some bamboo mat curtains and put them on the palace road...... That's! That's right, the one that the second girl often goes...... No, His Royal Highness is sympathetic to the palace people, and he is by no means afraid that the second girl will be sunburned! ”

"Ahem!" Zhao Xixing coughed violently twice, and his steps to leave were a little chaotic.

Although the next day, Cheng Yingyu ate the closed door again, and when he saw the curtain in the sky above the palace road, he asked Douxi what was going on, and he replied to Douxi's words of sympathy for his subjects, but in the end he couldn't help but add.

Someone is definitely not for someone!

June. In the depths of the Jade Mountain, the Liao Gorge is so green that the green shade is black, the stream is clear and the valley is quiet, and the cool breeze is not like a summer.

Xue Gaoyan patted Lu Rong's shoulder and smiled at the three thousand dead soldiers in front of him: "Come on, come on, meet the new brother!" In the future, the bronze door of the Imperial Palace will have to be opened for us by him, otherwise you will not be able to attack it no matter how sharp your sword is! ”

"In the lower willows. On the day of the incident, it was thanks to this lord. "Liu Hao is very cordial.

"Just call me Lu Rong." Lu Rong answered, looked at the black-clothed dead soldier under the stage, he had never seen a big scene, he was a little embarrassed, "I am just a little guard who closes the palace gate, not an adult." ”