Mai Sui followed far behind with a light foot, not daring to make any sound.

The emperor's air pressure is too low.....

At this moment, I wish I could turn into a cloud of air.

Zhang Deming stood in place, and after watching the back of his long live master leaving, he raised his hand and gently slapped himself.

"Didn't you see the concubine asleep? Talkative. ”

Ye has been looking at himself more and more unpleasantly lately.

Alas.....

Just as I was thinking about it, I was suddenly hit on the forehead by something.

Zhang Deming let out a cold sweat and bent down to look at the thing that fell to the ground.

Hey...... Isn't this a minion's purse?

Silently picked it up and tied it around his waist, he took the wide sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

When he pulled his purse today, he wanted to tell him that there was no silver in it, but he forgot about it when he was hit by the concubine.

When the lord left the palace today, it was indispensable to spend money, but the purse was empty.....

Thinking of this, Zhang Deming couldn't help but tremble.

As if thinking of something, he turned his head to the end of the road to look again.

Long live the Lord and the concubine have already returned, what about Yuan Shen?

Yuan Shen is a very good secret guard, and he is the best at tracking and finding traces, and if he is sent out to find someone, it will be a no-brainer for him.

But he hasn't heard from him for half a day.....

Zhang Deming couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could Yuan Shen be hiding somewhere again?

He paused in place for a moment without waiting for Yuan Shen, turned around and prepared to walk towards the courtyard.

Just as he turned around, a huge black shadow "swished" down in front of him, and the floor under his feet shook at the same time.

He took two steps back in fright, and almost stumbled to the ground.

The cold sweat that had just been wiped off was all over my body again, and my heartbeat suddenly skipped a few beats.

Finally gaining his footing, he looked intently ahead.

I saw that the huge black shadow in front of me turned out to be Yuan Shen.

Yuan Shen had a swollen red envelope hanging from his forehead, which he could see clearly even in the dim light.

He cried with a chubby face and looked at Zhang Deming with a face full of grievances.

"Grandpa Zhang, what do you say I did wrong?"

Zhang Deming shook his head in confusion: "Yuan Shen, what did you do wrong, I really don't know this..."

Yuan sniffed deeply.

"I just went out to look for the Long Live Lord, and I found the person in less than half a pillar of incense, and I just went over and shouted: Your Majesty, you haven't been back to the palace for so long, are you lost? Before the words fell, Long Live Ye kicked a stone in front of his heel, and accidentally smashed it on the forehead of his subordinate, and his subordinate was stunned at that time. ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his forehead: "It hurts......"

After hearing this, Zhang Deming took a deep breath, looked at the empty purse on his waist, and felt deeply gratified.

Fortunately, what Long Live smashed was just a purse.

If there was a stone at the feet of the master just now........

Silently glanced at the lump on Yuan Shen's head.

Yuan Shen's appearance at this time, that is, his fate, is estimated to be worse than him.

He looked at Yuan Shen sympathetically: "Long live Lord should be kicking stones to play, he didn't mean it, this is a mistake, I'll take you to get some ointment, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

Yuan Shen nodded, covering his forehead with one hand, holding the saber at his waist with the other, and followed Zhang Deming to the imperial pharmacy with a bulging belly.