"Big brother, are you a eunuch?"

Li Chongxuan sat upright on the stone bench, his eyes locked on Songyue, who had been watching the play for a long time.

“... No," Matsutsuki stopped eating, wanting to laugh but subconsciously chewed twice with a stiff face and swallowed dryly.

"Is that big brother a sister?"

Li Chongxuan, who witnessed Songyue's wax chewing, completely lost interest in the pastries on the table, and even began to wonder if the pastries in Cining Palace were as delicious as he remembered.

"No," Song Yue furrowed her brows and looked at her clothes, "How could Your Highness have such a guess?" ”

"Father once said," Li Chongxuan shook his head and tried to imitate his father's chic posture: "There is no second man in this harem except him." ”

This prince ...... Not too smart Ako.

"Then what are you—" When the words came to his mouth, Song Yue could only block it in his throat, and he didn't see many palace people hiding around, no matter what kind of favored person he was, he couldn't talk about the royal family in the palace, not to mention that he was just a plaything living in the corner......

Taking advantage of the fact that the prince on the opposite side had not yet reacted, and those palace people who were far away had not noticed what was happening, Songyue changed a gentle posture: "Then His Royal Highness doesn't live in the palace on weekdays?" ”

He picked up the pastry and sent it to Li Chongxuan's mouth, and a smile appeared on his face in front of the Queen Mother: "Your Highness to taste it?" ”

The smile learned by the slave art workshop is not of much use to the child, let alone after witnessing him chewing and swallowing the osmanthus cake slowly as if it had been dry for ten days?

Pushing away the osmanthus cake that was close at hand, Li Chongxuan made a small face: "I see that you are making fun of this prince and want to separate the relationship between me and my father." ”

"But this prince is generous," the young prince wanted to turn his back and use the high and profound back of Mr. to arrange the well-thought-out homework, but the stool was too high and the position was too small, and he twisted his little buttocks hard, but he couldn't turn around after all, so he had to pick up his little hands, puff up his chest, and try to ignore Songyue, who occupied most of the line of sight in front of him: "I will punish you to copy the Heart Sutra three times today, and hand it over tomorrow." ”

"Yes..."Song Yue couldn't help laughing: "But the villain can't get out of this Cining Palace, I'm afraid that His Highness needs to send someone to pick it up..."

"Why?" The young prince began to be anxious: "Even the prince has to send the homework assigned by Mr. himself to Mr.'s study, why do you have to send someone to take the homework assigned by the prince?" ”

"If you go out, the villain will no longer be a villain." Maybe it's a dead man who accompanies the funeral, maybe it's a eunuch, in short, it won't be Matsuki anymore.

Li Chongxuan still knew that there were many rules in the palace, and seeing that he looked really sincere, he didn't ask any more questions, and let go of this curiosity, and noticed something more important: "I said you, what are you laughing at!" ”

"No, no," Matsuki's good-looking eyes rippled, "It's just that I suddenly remembered something funny." ”

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An Yu, the girl who was almost convicted of assassinating the king, was now brought in and knelt in the hall.

This is Wang Shilang's mansion, and there are countless officials living next to each other under this imperial city, so Li Siyuan and his entourage got out of the car and picked a door at random, and someone greeted them inside and outside.

The emperor lay on the cushioned couch on his side, Yi Shu gently applied some medicine to him with his fingertips, and Shen Qingjun and Wei Qing sat on the stool on the right side and looked at An Yu.

An Yu'an knelt quietly, her head bowed, her hair was scattered as she escaped and struggled, and instead of maintaining a reluctant bun, she chose to pull out the hairpin and let the green silk be draped.

The black hair blocked her expression, and she didn't take the initiative to make a sound, listening to Li Siyuan's inhalation sound in the hall, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.

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"These five big bucks...... Isn't it a little more expensive? The man in the coarse undershirt looked at An Yu's eyes and quickly explained: "Miss, I'm not saying that you are not worth the price...... No, I mean you don't have to sell it so expensive, oops, my old Wu is a rough man, hey, I can't speak! ”

The man who called himself Lao Wu wanted to explain what he meant to An Yu, but he began to slap himself in the mouth before he could say a word to himself.

The people around wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, wanted to help but didn't know how to speak, and finally pushed each other to squeeze out a literati.

"After all, we have already arranged for Li Ergou, a scoundrel, presumably few well-wishers are willing to provoke him, and the high-ranking officials will not buy Miss when the emperor travels," the literati who was also a coarse linen shirt, but was much thinner than Lao Wu, patted Lao Wu's shoulder: "The Li family is not short of silver taels, and they can still afford five big money, Chu Yuan, what do you say?" ”

Chu Yuan, who was following behind An Yu, didn't say a word, just glanced at Lao Wu coldly.

"I'm talking about you kid!" Lao Wu seemed to be angry, picked up the sword on his waist, and hit Chu Yuan with the scabbard: "You are my junior brother, and you are not my master, why do you keep glaring at me with eyeballs!" ”

Chu Yuan didn't hide, took a step back and raised the broom leaning against the wall to take Lao Wu's scabbard, the two began to discuss without saying a word as usual, and everyone was used to it, silently giving up an open space for them, and almost knocking the melon seeds to applaud.

This "nonsense" came at the right time at such a time, which dispelled the tense atmosphere between each other because of the separation from An Yu tomorrow, and also dispersed the deep anxiety in An Yu's heart.

"Leave them alone, let them make trouble," An Yu walked to the table, picked up the wine that had already been poured and saluted everyone: "An Yu respects all comrades, but I can't drink it today, and when we realize our dreams, we won't get drunk and go home together!" ”

She lifted the bowl and drank the wine in her hand, the muddy wine slashed through her throat, bringing a burst of burning, this wine is the cheapest and the strongest, it has always been the necessary yellow soup for those soldiers before the battle, why is she not on the battlefield today?

I hope I can earn a few pennies for everyone to spend.

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She could see that when she was holding the pillar, Lao Wu and Lao Chen were pressing Chu Yuan and not letting him rush out;

She could see the movement of the people who had been hiding as she impulsively climbed into the emperor's carriage and prepared to draw their swords.

She shouldn't have taken the risk—it's just that when she heard that there was that Shen Qingjun in her entourage, she thought of a second way.

The opportunity was rare, and she couldn't give it up.

So she only told Yang Shu, who was convinced by everyone, about this matter, and told him that if she lost, she would find a way back for everyone.

Pressed everything to gamble, and she won.

So at this time, I can quietly kneel under the hall and watch the emperor pinch his throat and cry out in pain, why don't you go back and hug your mother and cry? This faint king.

"Oops, hiss, Xiao Shu let me hug me, this wound really hurts!" Li Siyuan's voice came from the upper seat, full of grievances.

...... An Yu suddenly felt a weakness of hitting the cotton with his fist...... And that's... Are they like emperors facing great enemies?

Yi Shu patted Li Siyuan's back, comforted the emperor lying in her arms, and urged: "Let's hurry back to the palace, let the imperial doctor prepare, and wait for the emperor to return to the palace, the emperor's dragon body cannot be lost." ”

"And you," Yi Shu set his eyes on An Yu's body: "Since Qing Zhaoyi wants you to enter the palace to sweep, you can go to the outer courtyard to be a rough girl and work hard." ”

Yi Shu glanced at Shen Qingjun, who seemed to have a trick in mind, as if he remembered something, and admonished: "Within three months, don't let this palace see you in the inner courtyard." ”