Chapter 165: The Little Pony Coat. 【3】

"You go out first."

"Huh? ...... Oh. Mu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Jiang Jiuxiao with resentment, covered his emotions and glanced at Yan Li appropriately, seeing that people didn't mind Jiang Jiuxiao opening his mouth to give orders, he pursed his lips, raised his chin and said, "Go out with this son!" ”

The person he was facing would naturally not be Jiang Jiuxiao and Yan Li, the little eunuch who was dealt with by him.

He wondered in his heart that these two people were probably going to say something he couldn't listen to. At the beginning of the topic, both of them seemed to be playing a pantomime.

Mu Qingchen is like this in the eyes of the world, fearless and uninhibited, like a wild horse that has escaped from the leash, and no one can pull it back.

Yan Li seemed to be used to or didn't care about his rudeness, so he smiled faintly at this.

Mu Qingchen took the little eunuch who was still a little stunned out, and also helped Jiang Jiuxiao and them cover the door very intimately.

When the door made a sound, blocking the last trace of light coming in from the outside, Jiang Jiuxiao got up, and when his dark red eyes were raised again, it seemed that they were no longer so empty, but under the faint halo of sunlight imprinted on the window paper, it looked particularly evil and dangerous.

Faintly, a little bit of anger was revealed.

Jiang Jiuxiao seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, she approached Yan Li step by step, her eyes flashed with blood, and her voice was low and not small, but it echoed in his ears as if it was amplified, "I think, I have made it clear to you, what do you mean by this?" ”

Jiang Jiuxiao stepped on the steps and let out a click, not taking his eyes off the slightest.

Another step, however, at this moment, she suddenly stopped, frowned for a moment, and sure enough...... But, heh.

She chuckled suddenly, Yan Li's expression remained unchanged, still with a faint smile, but it seemed a little unnatural, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes from time to time.

Jiang Jiuxiao smiled meaninglessly, and at some point, an extra bell appeared in her hand, and she shook her strength almost imperceptibly.

Mu Qingchen was teasing the little eunuchs, guards, palace maids and others outside to pass the time, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice. He naturally turned his head and looked at the door of the imperial study, as if he wanted to know something through the thin door.

He swept it over, and seeing that none of the people had heard the sound, he curled the corners of his lips again, and returned to his previous amusement.

'Zi Xiao ......'

Yan Li was defenseless, her head moved back, and Jiang Jiuxiao didn't know how to appear behind him, Jiang Jiuxiao's hand luck, and Yan Lidi's head seemed to be separated by something invisible, she was like this, her head was close to Yan Lidi's ear.

The red light in her eyes flickered more and more, and she moved her lips and said softly, "The ghost catching game has begun." ”

At the same time, in a magnificent temple, a gorgeous and flattering woman coughed violently, as if she wanted to cough out her lungs and internal organs.

She held her head in one hand, and with the other, her fingers were sharpened as her fist pierced her palm.

At this point, the woman is like a fish thrown out of water, greedy and unruly trying to absorb more oxygen.

Her face was a little pale and sweaty.

A worried and anxious voice came from outside the door, "Niangniang, Niangniang, are you okay?!" Do you want the slave to go and boil the medicine now? ”

The woman lowered her eyes and flashed the yin owl, coughed, weakened, and said in a gentle voice, "This palace is fine, go and boil the medicine." ”

"Yes, sissy."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and her two hands danced so fast that people couldn't see the movements clearly. The moment her movements were over, a dark light seemed to flash through her fingertips.

Then she walked to the window and snapped her fingers.

The leaves rustled and moved, like a cool afternoon breeze, without a trace......

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In the next second, Jiang Jiuxiao returned to the bottom of the steps, she looked at Yan Li lightly, Yan Li didn't seem to be aware of what had just happened, but said, "I thought that in this way, your actions would be more convenient, didn't you?" “

Jiang Jiuxiao reacted for a moment, and only said that he was answering her question about suitability. She pursed her lips, but because of that, she felt strange.

Her actions, behaviors, and even her purpose have never been deliberately hidden, even if some people suspect that she is plotting to usurp the throne.

However, the lord who was 'plotting to usurp the throne' still helped her 'commit crimes'. How this could be explained made strange to her.

And there is a reason for it, and there must be something wrong with it.

However, it is not convenient to talk about this at this time, and Yan Li seems to be telling her something.

In this case, why don't she cooperate with him in a play.

Jiang Jiuxiao smiled softly with an expressionless face and said, "That's true, then, thank you...... Brother Huang. “

Yan Li seemed very happy to hear Jiang Jiuxiao call him the imperial brother, he laughed a few times and said, "Hahaha, Jiuxiao, do you know what day this month is?" “

Jiang Jiuxiao pursed his lips, and then said lightly, "I don't know." “

"It's coming to the end of the year, and the tradition of the Southern Dynasties over the years is a feast of flowers."

”......“

Yan Li was not surprised that Jiang Jiuxiao did not speak, but continued to explain, "The Hundred Flowers Feast is simple, that is, when all the ladies from all parties show their talents, and the princes and nobles and other children must participate, and my sons are no exception. “

Jiang Jiuxiao said, "What does the imperial brother want?" “

Yan Li smiled again, "No, I just want you to attend this banquet." “

"......" Jiang Jiuxiao was silent for a moment, noncommittal, and said to him, "But there are other things?" “

"No, you're just very stuffy."

"Since that's the case," Jiang Jiuxiao waved slightly, "Retire." “

The door was opened, and they all lowered their heads in panic, but Mu Qingchen tilted his head slightly, and watched Jiang Jiuxiao walk out of it with a smile, dressed in a black robe, as cold and handsome as herself.

Mu Qingchen wondered in his heart, when he would have to change his clothes to other colors. It's really, at a young age, he is dressed in black, like a little old man.

When Jiang Jiuxiao walked to his side, Mu Qingchen suddenly came back to his senses.

"Gone."

He replied, "Yes." “

The two staggered to the gate of the palace.

On the way, Jiang Jiuxiao looked around, and probably simulated a rough idea in his head. She only regretted that this was a ghostly building, but there was no way for her to see the whole structure from the sky.

However, this is not the point, what she wants is to find a precise direction.

Mu Qingchen was rarely silent, because he could see that he was observing something. At the same time, he himself was thinking about something, the holy decree of the king......

Kaiyang was waiting outside the palace, and just as Jiang Jiuxiao stepped into the car, the familiar voice came again-