It's just a matter of hand. ”

Qianwan glanced at him coldly, and kindly reminded, "This suburb is a dirt road, and some gravel fell from the rain a few days ago, so the carriage should not go too fast, be careful." ”

The coachman pinched his sleeve and wiped his sweat, and said yes again and again, "I have to be reminded by the son, my master came back from Moling a few days ago, and he was in a hurry to be afraid that the city gate would be locked today, so he was a little anxious." ”

Qianwan said lightly, "There is still a moment, no hurry." ”

"Yes, yes......" The coachman nodded, and was about to ask his name carefully, when he heard a clear voice next to him, which seemed to be trotting all the way to catch up, and he was a little panting.

"Brother Qi, you go slowly, listen to my explanation first......"

The coachman recognized him and wondered, "Who is this, Lord Qin of the Hanlin Academy?" ”

I heard that Qin Qi has always been good friends, and the two are of the same age, looking at this son who just came to the rescue, he also has a cold face and a jade crown, and his surname is Qi, can he ......

The coachman was blessed to the heart, and immediately restrained his hand, "You are the Jinyi Guard's pacification envoy, Qi Qianwan Qi?" ”

Look at this skillful posture.

It is estimated that the master of this coachman is also an official in the court.

Qianwan didn't bother to chat with her colleagues for a long time, and waved her hand, "No, you admit your mistake." ”

Then he turned around and left.

Seeing that he slipped away, Qin Ci was obviously stunned, and turned his head to the coachman with an apologetic slight bow, "The light is not good at night, you probably recognized the wrong person, we still have some things, so let's leave first." ”

"Huh? Two and ...... slowly"

Without waiting for the coachman to ask again, Qin Ci hurriedly followed Qianwan away.

There was a faint sound of hairpin strings colliding in the carriage, and the people inside hooked their fingers and gently lifted the corner of the curtain, only to see the scene of the two people gradually walking away.

Even in this dim night, it looks long and jade, like rain and mist, and the moon is unparalleled.

The coachman immediately bowed his waist respectfully, "Imperial Aunt, you were frightened just now." ”

The woman's red lips curled, and a pair of longing beautiful eyes moved back and forth between the backs of the two, and finally settled on the purple-robed man, and asked lightly, "That is, Qi Qianwan?" ”

"If the little one is not mistaken, it should be Lord Qi who rescued us."

"Huh...... Bengong remembered that the old birthday banquet of Qi Pavilion was coming. ”

"If you go back to the imperial aunt, it will be the beginning of next month." The coachman replied cautiously, "There are still some days." ”

The woman stroked her sideburns and slowly straightened the hairpin on her bun, "Go back and tell the housekeeper that this time the old Qi Ge's birthday banquet invitation will be accepted." ”

The coachman lowered the curtain for her and lowered his eyelids, "Yes, Imperial Aunt." ”

……

Wei Yan carried a heavy wooden barrel and walked to the stream by the palace wall to get water, and his steps were a little staggering.

He bent over to look at the barrel slowly sinking into the water, his expression dark.

"Who's there!"

The patrolling Jinyi guard saw a sneaky figure by the stream, scolded sharply, and strode around from behind the rockery.

Wei Yan's complexion fluctuated, he coughed twice, lifted the wooden bucket filled with water, and knelt down in front of the brocade guard over there, covering the blue and black under his eyes.

"Lord Hui, the slave is on duty tonight, and Wang Jin's father-in-law instructed the slave to water the flowers in the Fei's womb."

"What kind of water is you watering this big night?"

The brocade guard interrupted straight, showing his disbelief, and vigilantly pressed the knife on his waist, "The palace gate is locked, you can't go out unless you want to, you still run to this cold palace, I'm afraid you don't want to be whipped." ”

Wei Yan's body fell lower, and a bloody mark appeared in his palm.

The brocade guard slowly approached, and with a "click", the handle of the knife was unsheathed.

"What's going on here?"

Luo Gan walked over, and his sharp eyes swept towards the brocade guard.

"Lord Qianhu, there is a suspicious eunuch here......"

"I see you've got water in your head." Luo Gan kicked him, "Are you blind that this eunuch nameplate is still hanging on you, wasting time on this, and don't go to your lord to be on duty." ”

The brocade guard clenched his fists in panic and retreated.

Luo Gan walked up to Wei Yan and carefully examined him.

I really can't figure out how his ruthless superiors treat such a little eunuch with a blind eye.

In addition to the face that can be passed, this thin little body is like a wilting little cabbage.

"Anyway, what did that old thing tell you to do?"

(End of chapter)