Soon the waiter carried a big drum, and Xincha also received an order to take Lin Yufu's outfit to guard outside the hall.

"Miss Yufu, it's time to change your clothes!" Yan Linyu raised his hand, Lin Yufu squeezed out a reluctant smile, and glanced at Yan Linjun, his face has not looked very good in the past, presumably he is afraid that he will say something in front of the emperor, right?

If it had been put in the past, she would definitely have participated in the previous book regardless of it, but now it is different, she is soft-spoken, even if she said that Yan Linjun collaborated with the enemy and treason, she would only be dragged away and cut down. If ······ What if you can enter the palace to serve the emperor?

A bold idea slowly emerged from Lin Yufu's heart.

Compared with the violent and impermanent Yan Linjun, Yan Linyu is much more gentle and amiable! In the past, she had more dealings with the emperor, and she was more confident to win Yan Linyu's favor!

Yan Linjun's face was dark, and Lin Yufu knew that when Yan Linyu left, he would still be unable to escape death. She will also die in an "accident" like Zhang Jian.

But now there is a question in front of her, how can she get the emperor to be interested in her?

At this moment, she wanted to learn the annoying drum dance and those seductive methods.

When Xincha changed her clothes, she bowed her head and was silent, thinking that she was nervous.

"Don't worry, girl, just dance at your previous level. After pleasing the emperor, you can also ask for a favor and leave this palace. Anyway, I saved my life! ”

Lin Yufu listened, looked up at Xincha, shook his head and said, "You are still too naïve, even if I leave the palace, I still can't get out of the palm of the prince's hand, unless I ······"

"Unless you ······ with the emperor" Xincha immediately covered her mouth and looked at Lin Yufu and said, "Girl, do you want to follow the emperor?" ”

Lin Yufu didn't know why Xincha showed such an expression, isn't marrying the emperor something that every woman dreams of?

"Any questions?" Lin Yufu asked rhetorically.

"There's no problem, it's just that we used to joke that if you were born in a good family, you must be the most beautiful concubine in the emperor's harem with your appearance. But you say······"

"What did I say?" Lin Yufu was a little curious.

"You say, you'd rather be a finch in the clouds than a parrot in a golden cage for fun!" Xincha's hand combing his hair paused, sighed and said, "You used to be so chic!" ”

"Really?" Lin Yufu was a little moved, she cupped her forehead and said, "After I got up from the river, my brain can't remember a lot of things from the past. What kind of person was I before? ”

Xincha smiled shyly and said: "I can't say it, anyway, girl, you are free and easy, you don't seek cause and effect, just want to be happy." ”

"Don't seek cause and effect, just want to be happy!" Lin Yufu was stunned, no wonder, she was always so happy when she looked at the past, even if she changed her body with herself, she could live a prosperous life.

"I know, since she doesn't want to be a caged bird, then I won't disobey her."

"Girl, don't think about it so much. It's better to dance this dance well, and then plead with the emperor. Otherwise, the prince will give you three feet of white silk again! ”

Shincha looked anxious. She still has time here to reminisce about the past, so let's remember the dance steps that should be done later!

Lin Yufu smiled indifferently, she had already made a decision in her heart, she would finish this dance and live well.

"Don't worry, I won't let you lose a single hair until you change it back!"

Zhao Yuru didn't know that his body had already walked around the ghost gate, and he was munching on mutton buns on the street.

"It's delicious!" She looked satisfied, she used to be very self-disciplined, and she couldn't eat meat a few times a month. Since she changed her body, she has almost eaten a lot of fish and meat, and dragged Song Moqing to eat all over the streets and alleys every day.

"I used to live in vain, how did you think that being a beautiful thin man was the happiest thing in the world?" After swallowing a bun, she patted her stomach with satisfaction, and then swaggered to the next house.

Song Moqing still obediently followed behind her and paid for her.

"Oh, Zhuang Yuanlang, why are you so sullen? Is it so hard to go shopping with me for you? ”

"No, no!"

"Okay, I know if you don't say it! Your soul is still in the Taishi's Mansion, right? Zhao Yuru turned his head with a smile, pointed to the small shop on the side and said, "I'm tired of walking, sit down!" ”

Song Moqing didn't dare to object, and hurriedly followed her in.

"What are you two going to do?" Xiao Er hurriedly stepped forward to wait.

"Any good wine and good food are coming up, this master is not short of money!" Zhao Yuru patted Song Moqing's shoulder and said nonchalantly.

Song Moqing's face was embarrassed, and she stepped forward and whispered, "That, Miss Zhao, I'm afraid the money on me is not enough." ”

"What?" Zhao Yuru was stunned, looked at Song Moqing and said, "You are a dignified champion, but you don't have any money?" ”

"No, no, I just didn't bring too much money with me this time." Song Moqing hurriedly waved his hand.

Zhao Yuru saw his embarrassed appearance, laughed helplessly, and then said: "Don't worry, who am I, the head of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, I have money!" I invite you to eat this meal openly! ”

Song Moqing scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Next time I'll invite you!" ”

"Just waiting for your words!"

Zhao Yuru happily hugged Song Moqing, then poured him a glass of wine and said, "Drink!" If you don't mind, you can tell me, what is the relationship between you and our future little queen? ”

At the mention of this, Song Moqing restrained his smile a little, he lowered his head and said, "Don't joke about me, head coach. Appealing, no, Miss Xu is the future queen, it's better to mention her less! ”

"Hey, you little Jiujiu, you still want to hide it from me? We're all getting married, and we need to learn about each other's pasts. I can see that you have her in your heart! Let's talk about it, being idle anyway is idle, chattering, passing the time. Otherwise, when you go home, you will be arrested and drilled again! As soon as Zhao Yuru thought of his "fierce and vicious" father, his heart beat a drum.

Song Moqing couldn't resist her, so she could only take a sip of wine silently, and said softly: "My father was a protégé of Taishi, and when he was six years old, he fell into the water on the way back to his hometown to visit relatives. The master was kind enough to take me in and let me be a companion with Miss Childe. They are all good people and treat me very well, especially Miss Xu. ”

After speaking, he sighed slightly.

"Childhood sweethearts, unforgettable! But I know that people like us are not worthy of Miss Xu. As soon as she was born, she was cultivated according to the standards of the palace mother. I knew from a very young age that she was a woman I would never be able to reach, and all I could do was to silently guard her and see her happy. ”

Zhao Yuru put a piece of beef in his mouth, looked at the bitter smile on the corner of Song Moqing's mouth, and reached out to pat his head.

"You, you, you're all champions, why are you still so inferior, why do you feel that you don't deserve anyone? Not worthy of me, not worthy of Miss Xu. Do you have to marry a Qinglou woman to be worthy of you? ”

Song Moqing shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that, what I said to you is true." ”

Seeing that he was red-faced and wanted to argue, Zhao Yuru touched his chin with a smile and said, "Okay, don't say it, I know what you mean, eat it!" ”

Song Moqing silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate them without saying a word.

The two had a full meal, and it was getting late, Zhao Yuru walked out of the restaurant with a full burp, stretched her waist, and said happily: "It turns out that life can be so refreshing, I envy her a little!" ”

"Huh?" Song Moqing said with some puzzlement: "Miss Zhao, who are you envencing?" ”

"Me? I'm envious of myself! Eat and drink without worrying, do whatever you want, and have a good fiancé like you. This life has been arranged clearly and comfortably. Except for practicing martial arts, there are almost no worries. ”

When Song Moqing heard this, he said with a smile: "I remember that Mr. Zhao used to talk very little, and he always didn't say a word before and after, and he was very serious. What I have seen today is superficial. ”

Zhao Yuru put away her smile, it wasn't that she didn't want to live like this before, but that skin restricted her. Dayan's Oiran, this name is good, but it is not a shackle for her. Once she only thought about making a lot of money, growing old early, being a free rich woman, and letting a bunch of petty officials in the Xianggu Pavilion serve her. Now that there is no shackles of skin, it is equivalent to completing the goal of aging early.

"It's a pity, this Zhao Yuru is really poor!" She shook her head and walked back with Song Moqing.

Because she wanted to be alone with Song Moqing, she drove the carriage back early, and now the two of them can only walk home slowly step by step.

Zhao Yuru is okay, with rough skin and thick meat, it is estimated that he will not be tired after walking around Beijing. But Song Moqing is different, Wenwen is weak, and gradually can't keep up with her pace.

Zhao ······ Miss Zhao, wait for me! Song Moqing followed behind and complained.

"Gee, I really didn't mean to. Walking, walking, and leaving you behind! Zhao Yuru once again found that he was walking too fast, and hurriedly turned around and walked back to Song Moqing's side.

He took a few breaths, looked around and said, "No, Miss Zhao, are we going in the wrong direction?" ”

"Is there one?" Zhao Yuru looked up, and it was indeed a bit desolate to look at the past.

"Strange, how did I get here?" She was also a little puzzled.

At this moment, a person slowly walked out of the alley, still holding a large plate axe in his hand.

"I can be regarded as finding you, Zhao Yuru!"

The big man shouted with a broken gong in his voice: "Today I will make a break with you here and avenge the lives of more than 300 people in my Weihu Village!" ”

Zhao Yuru raised her eyebrows, looked at Song Moqing, and then said in a trembling voice: "Looking for you?" ”

"Sect Leader Zhao, he shouted your name." Song Moqing said embarrassedly.

Needless to say, this must be Zhao Yuru's former enemy.

"This uncle! Isn't it, this big brother, we know each other? She asked boldly.

"Zhao Yuru, don't pretend to be stupid, a year ago, you led the troops to wash our Weihu Village. I escaped with my life. I've been with you for a long time, and today I finally found a chance to avenge my brother! As he spoke, he raised his board axe, Zhao Yuru was so frightened that her legs were weak, she hurriedly took a few steps back, raised her hand and said, "This big brother, we have something to say." I've heard a little about your Weihu Village, it's not that I said, you have all done all the burning, killing and looting, and I am also ordered to act to exterminate you! If you want to blame, blame my superiors, it was his order! ”

Song Moqing, who was behind her, was stunned for a moment, and quietly stepped forward and said to her: "That, it was the head of the sect that you saw when you passed by this village, and saw that they were full of evil, and you wiped them out easily. ”

"Handy?" Zhao Yuru raised his voice, and immediately dropped one of his mouths.

"Let you support justice, and you will have to give an account of your little life!"

While speaking, Song Moqing had already picked up a wooden stick on the side of the road and hid behind Zhao Yuru tremblingly.

"No, big brother, at this time, you are a big man, shouldn't you be in front of me?" Zhao Yuru couldn't understand Song Moqing's operation.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I will definitely protect myself and won't drag you down!" Although Song Moqing looked resolute, his steps were slowly retreating. It made Zhao Yuru speechless.

"Zhao Yuru! This time you don't have those brass hammers, I'll see where you're going!" "That strong man has already walked towards them, full of murderous energy, where have they seen this battle before?

"There's something to discuss! I am the head of the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and I am the daughter of Zhao Guanming! Zhao Yuru said while retreating: "If you hurt me, the consequences will be very serious!" My dad will kill your whole family! ”

"His grandmother's!" It's okay not to mention it, but it's even more angry when I mention that big man.

"Lao Tzu's whole family has been killed by you! All the women that Lao Tzu snatched were let go by you! Stop it! Take your life! He raised his axe and slashed towards Zhao Yuru!

Zhao Yuru screamed, and rolled to the side with instinct, dodging the attack.

"Big brother! Well, aren't you just a woman? You can snatch me away as a crushing lady! Zhao Yuru knelt down in front of that person with a thud, and Song Moqing behind her widened her eyes, a little unbelieving her ears.

The strong man was also stunned, looking at Zhao Yuru's appearance, his expression distorted.

"Are you humiliating Lao Tzu?" He raised his plate axe and slashed Zhao Yuru in all directions.

Song Moqing was holding a wooden stick on the side, wanting to knock out the strong man, but the axe flew over, and he couldn't find a chance at all.

"Coach Zhao, ······ quickly Hit him! ”

"How am I going to fight?" Zhao Yuru was about to cry, she was a defenseless weak woman!

The two ghosts were crying wolf howling in the alley to avoid the attack, Xu is Zhao Yuru's body is strong, and every time the axe falls, she can easily avoid it.

She rolled to the side, took a closer look, and found that the only thing around her that could be used as a weapon was held by Song Moqing.

"Idiot! Hurry up and give me that stick! ”

Song Moqing squatted on the side, heard Zhao Yuru calling him, and hurriedly threw the stick in his hand to her. But I don't know if the strength is too small, or if I was so frightened that my hands and feet were weak, the stick didn't reach Zhao Yuru, and it rolled to the feet of the strong man.

"To die!" Zhao Yuru sighed in his heart, wanting to cry without tears.

But the next moment, the strong man stepped on the wooden stick, and the soles of his feet slipped and fell to the ground!

Almost at the same moment, Song Moqing pounced, pressed his shoulder involuntarily, and then shouted at Zhao Yuru: "Hurry up!" ”

"Me?" She was stunned, is Song Moqing saving herself?

But where was his weak scholar the opponent of the bandits, Song Moqing couldn't hold him down at all, and he was overturned to the ground in a blink of an eye!

Zhao Yuru bit her lip, forget it, let's fight! Although he doesn't know martial arts, he still has brute strength! Not to mention anything else, the pressure can crush him to death!

"Idiot! Get out of the way! Zhao Yuru shouted, and rushed forward with an elbow blow to the ground. Before the strong man could get up, he felt a heavy blow to his heart, his eyes were black, his throat was sweet, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.

Zhao Yuru, who was lying on top of him, still couldn't believe that he had subdued him with such a move?

"Idiot! Come here, nerd! Is he dead? She didn't dare to move, and there was a cry in her voice.

In the past, Zhao Yuru could kill more than 300 people without blinking, but now she is trembling with fear when she knocks out a bandit.

Song Moqing crawled over, put his hand under the strong man's nose, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I'm still alive!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuru was relieved. Paralyzed, he climbed down from the strong man, and then began to untie his clothes.

Song Moqing was a little puzzled by her actions.

"Don't look at it! Hurry up and take it off! Zhao Yuru glanced at Song Moqing, and then said impatiently: "I'm not going to sleep with you here, take off the clothes and tie his hands and feet!" ”

"Oooh!" Song Moqing suddenly realized, the two clumsily tied the strong man's hands and feet, and then prepared to take him to Zhao Guanming.

"I'll do it!" Song Moqing took a step forward and volunteered to carry him up.

"Alright, don't get squashed!" Zhao Yuru waved his big hand, lifted him up effortlessly, then put it on his back, and limped out of the alley with Song Moqing.

They walked out of the alley, and soon saw the patrol in a crowded place, and they hurried to hand over the bandit to them, and by the way briefly explained what had happened. Of course, Zhao Yuru saved them from the embarrassing fighting process, and only said that he had met the remnants of Weihu Village and subdued them.

Naturally, the soldiers complimented them and took them away. Zhao Yuru turned his head and looked at Song Moqing, who had been rubbing his right hand, presumably injured just now.

"Are you alright?" She stepped forward and asked with concern.

"I'm fine!" Song Moqing shook his head, but Zhao Yuru didn't care so much, pulled his arm, lifted his sleeve, and saw that his arm was already bruised.

"Oh, let's go find a doctor!" Zhao Yuru said worriedly: "You rely on this pole to eat!" Come on! ”

After speaking, she pulled Song Moqing and was about to go to the doctor.

"No need, just go back and let Limber rub it for me!" Song Moqing changed back to the gentle and jade-like appearance, as if the embarrassed man who fled with Zhao Yuru just now was not him.

The two glanced at each other, thought of what had just happened, and laughed out loud.

"Mr. Zhao, with all due respect, I thought it was ······ I thought you were amazing! ”

"Am I not great?" When Zhao Yuru heard this, he suddenly became energetic!

"One move to subdue such a strong man! Can you? You can't hold him down! ”

"Yes!" Song Moqing nodded and said.

"That's because I didn't have that brass hammer with me! Otherwise, he would have been subdued long ago! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Moqing nodded hurriedly and said.

"Alright, I'm exhausted. I'm going home. Zhao Yuru pursed her lips, thinking that she had hit the wall just now, how could she go to that small alley? This time, she said that she would not go back at all, but simply rubbed the horses of the patrol team and returned to Zhao's Mansion with them.

As for Song Moqing, he could only follow obediently.

As he was walking, suddenly there was a loud bang in front of him, and a huge firework appeared in the sky.

"Wow!" Zhao Yuru couldn't help but exclaim as soon as he saw the fireworks.

"What is this holiday? How can there be fireworks? ”

"Oh, in front of the Huaiyang Palace, the emperor has a dinner in the palace today. You also know that King Huaiyang likes these superficial kung fu. The patrol members on the side reported to Zhao Yuru.

"No wonder!" Zhao Yuru smiled slightly.

"But this fireworks are nothing, the best fireworks I've ever seen was the night Lin Yufu won the Oiran last time. That fireworks are the real fireworks and silver flowers, and they are beautiful! The patrolman said with a smile: "That day, the head of the sect, you seem to be out to suppress bandits, and you didn't catch up!" ”

Zhao Yuru's eyes were in a trance, thinking of the day she won the Oiran, dancing on the golden lotus platform in red. There are brilliant fireworks rising in the sky behind her, and the fireworks in the sky and the flowers on the ground are not as good as her appearance.

Now that I think about it, it looks like something from my previous life.

"I know, it's a firework sent by the Prince of Great Qin himself, can it not be gorgeous?" She replied softly.

"Speaking of which, Miss Yufu is also in the palace now, and it is estimated that half of this fireworks are also set up for her!"

"yes, she's still in there!" Zhao Yuru suddenly woke up, the emperor came to the palace, and the king of Huaiyang naturally wanted to give the best hospitality.

With the fireworks, the next step is the beauty dance, right?

"Oops!" Zhao Yuru was stunned, what kind of dance will this Lin Yufu dance?

Xincha yawned, rubbed her eyes and looked at the sky and said, "It's dark!" ”

Lin Yufu was already dressed neatly, and the dinner began, and the music continued to reach her ears. And her heart began to beat a drum.

"Girl, are you sure that's okay?" Xincha said a little worriedly: "Why don't we dance the original dance!" ”

Lin Yufu said calmly: "Don't be afraid! ”

But what she was thinking in her heart was that she didn't understand the original dance at all!

"Okay, as long as the emperor is happy, it's fine! Don't forget, you have to ask the emperor for grace! By the way, appease the prince, he may have been angry before, appease him, and he will be able to spare your life! ”

"I understand!" Lin Yufu nodded, took a deep breath, and walked out slowly.