"In that case, then I'll come back in the evening!" Qi Huaixuan flicked his sleeves and walked straight away without giving face.

Leaving behind Zheng Weirui, who was frightened, and the Holy Emperor who recovered with a gloomy face.

Ye Nanfeng hurriedly knelt down: "The mother emperor forgives the sins!" ”

Regardless of whether you are wrong or not, kneel down first and then speak.

With a good attitude and a soft body, you can live longer.

The Holy Emperor raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Nanfeng coldly: "What are you guilty of?" ”

Ye Nanfeng rolled his eyes, raised his head and said in confusion: "Erchen did the errand assigned by the mother emperor......

"It's not your fault." The Holy Emperor waved his hand, "Go and call the east wind." ”

Ye Nanfeng was ecstatic in his heart, Zheng Weirui's mistake was crookedly and annoyed Emperor Xuan of Great Qi, and he directly announced his private past to the public, and even announced his ambition to Jia Dongfeng to the public, which forced Jia Dongfeng to the point where he had to marry...... Maybe you don't need that dangerous move at all, and you can take over this splendid country steadily......

Qi Huaizhen wore the clothes of the palace attendant of the Great Zhou, covered his face all the way, with the memory of the secret map, along the main road of the imperial city towards the direction of the deep palace, and finally vaguely saw a rather deserted palace, blue tiles and red walls, incompatible with the golden advocated by the Great Zhou, there was a person standing in the hall, that person had his back to himself, snow-white clothes dragged to the ground, his body was lonely and cold, in the dark hall, as if floating ice and snow.

"Finally found you." Qi Huaizhen smiled with relief and raised his feet into the temple gate.

The person in front of him slowly turned around, he was holding a bamboo slip in his hand, his appearance was not top-notch, but that elegant and unattainable expression, and the independent style of the world, made Qi Huaizhen hold his breath - he was not Zhen Liancheng!

"Looking for me?" The person in front of him raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qi Huaizhen, his voice was like ice hitting jade, which was very good.

Qi Huaizhen hesitated for a moment, glanced at the full bookshelves in the hall, and said with a salute as the attendants of the Great Zhou Palace: "Third Highness, it was His Highness who asked me to come over and find a few poetry collections. "The person in front of him is beautifully dressed and not a palace person, and he is a man in the deep palace, thinking that it is the waste prince Ye Xifeng who is known for his cowardice.

Da Zhou Shangwen, the prince and princess, oh no, it is the princess, and she is proficient in poetry and songs, so the excuse is that Jia Dongfeng looks at the poetry collection, and it should not be wrong.

Ye Xifeng looked at Qi Huaizhen with an unpredictable expression: "Dongfeng hasn't read poetry collections for several years. "Although the person in front of him is dressed as a palace attendant, although he is a castrated man, but his eyes are clear and lofty, his expression is firm but not pressing, if there is a spring flowing in the mountains, like a gentle wind in the forest, between the eyebrows and eyes...... It bears some resemblance to his deceased wife.

Because of these similarities, although Ye Xifeng was very confused about the identity of this person in his heart, he also turned around slightly, signaling Qi Huaizhen to look around, but his eyes were glued to her.

Qi Huaizhen was a little like a man's back, even if he pacified the rebellion of the Eight Kings and was at stake in life and death several times, he was not nervous at this time, his heart was fluttering and almost jumped out of his mouth, obviously the other party was just a weak person who was powerless......

She tried her best to calm her mind, and began to pretend to look for books carefully, and the hall was full of bookshelves, and the shelves were so full that there was almost no room for them.

There are paper books, brocade scrolls, and bamboo books on the shelves.

Bundles of bamboo scrolls are wrapped in pale gold satin brocade, neatly stacked on the bookshelf, clean and dust-free, and there is even a faint fragrance of books and sandalwood on the man's body in the air, which makes people slightly intoxicated by the smell.

Qi Huaizhen flipped through some books at random, and found that these books had a complex collection, beyond her imagination, mountains and rivers, geography, mathematics, poems, calligraphy, and anecdotes, almost everything, but there was really no law in the placement, neither according to the content, nor according to the texture of the book, it was very inconvenient to find.

This kind of inconvenience made her breathe a sigh of relief, picked up a few poems casually, put them in her arms, and prepared to slip away.

Ye Xifeng stood quietly at the door, silently watching Qi Huaizhen keep walking back and forth by the bookshelf, picking up a book and reading it hastily.

The palace attendant was obviously very uncomfortable with his gaze, but his suppressed expression was still as bright as the pine wind in the mountains, and his eyes were a little sassy.

In a trance, Ye Xifeng seemed to see another shadow, vague, separated and overlapped with the face of the strange little palace attendant in front of him. He unconsciously reached out and touched his heart: Who is the person he is watching?

He looked at it for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Dongfeng wants to see Lianbi's poems?" ”

Zhen Lianbi's poems, Jia Dongfeng can recite them backwards, how could he let a little palace attendant find it and show it to her?

Ye Xifeng chased again: "Who are you?" Who asked you to come? ”

The tip of Qi Huaizhen's nose began to sweat, and he wondered if he would directly stun the overly sharp man in front of him with a knife in his hand.

However, her body was far more hesitant than her mind, and she hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't do it.

A life-saving voice finally came from outside the hall: "Your Majesty wants Your Highness to attend tonight's dinner, why don't you go back and wait for Your Highness to bathe and change clothes?" What kind of system does it become to wander around? ”

While speaking, Zhen Liancheng walked into the hall quickly, respectfully saluted Ye Xifeng, and reprimanded Qi Huaizhen with a straight face.

Qi Huaizhen hurriedly saluted Ye Xifeng as if he was amnesty, and ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Ye Xifeng stared at her back and left his sight, Fang Cai's strange eyes were erased without a trace like the phantom of the water moon mirror flower, and then he raised his eyes to look at Zhen Liancheng and smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few years, but you have the ability to reach the sky, who is this person?" ”

Zhen Liancheng smiled slightly: "Your Highness should thank me for saving His Highness's life, it is inaccessible from the Dust Palace, if that person is plotting against His Highness, it will be bad." ”

"If you don't tell me, I have my own way to find out." Ye Xifeng put down the book in his hand, pursed his lips, and didn't even bother to give his usual smiling face, and returned to the inner hall without looking back.

Zhen Liancheng was slightly stunned, Ye Xifeng seemed to be angry? And the reason for his anger seems to be because he didn't tell him Qi Huaizhen's name and identity? What's there to be angry about, even if he is angry, shouldn't he be angry at what conspiracy he is planning?

Zhen Liancheng shook his head in confusion, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Qi Huaizhen left.

Qi Huaizhen walked extremely fast, as if there was a flood beast behind him, until he walked out of the Huangji Gate, he suddenly remembered that he had entered the palace to find Zhen Liancheng.

Zhen Liancheng relieved himself of the siege, he should have found a secluded place to wait for him, but he seemed to have lost his soul, and he walked all the way out, and he missed a big event.

There was no one in the autumn, and Jia Dongfeng, who had settled everything, finished lunch and was slightly thirsty and sleepy, thinking that it was due to the fact that he secretly reviewed the twists and turns she couldn't finish for the Holy Emperor every night, and was too tired.

Thinking like this, she walked back to the dormitory to prepare for bed, because she still remembered Qi Huaixuan's choice of concubine in her heart, and did not pay attention to the strange expressions and faces of the palace people she encountered on the way back to the dormitory.

Pushing open the door, there was a thick curtain in the dormitory, and it was as dark as night.

Jia Dongfeng frowned slightly, and she didn't know which new palace attendant had forgotten to ventilate the dormitory, but she knew her dormitory well, and walked to the side of the bed smoothly without distinguishing, and touched her waist to prepare to undress, but before she could do anything, she smelled a familiar, warm and silky, and vague aroma in the air......