She was holding her breath in her chest now.

How could he not have heard that it was just her momentary words.

But you can still do that to yourself.

What if he doesn't have a good sense of proportion?

How could he not value himself like this?

"I want to be alone."

After saying this, she gritted her silver teeth, for fear that if she opened her mouth again, she would stab him.

There was a moment of silence, and his cold voice carried a heavy pain: "Then I...... I'll see you another day. ”

The door closed gently, and Luo Xiaoxiao buried herself in the quilt.

What exactly should she do?

Beigong Yao probably knew that she didn't want to see him, so she didn't show up for the rest of the year.

She couldn't sleep well, so the familiar sound of the leaf flute came from afar, and it accompanied her to a good night's sleep.

I still have the strength to play the flute, and it seems that there is no big problem.

After Luo Xiaoxiao got out of bed, he walked out, but he couldn't find him.

She stood under the moon for a moment, and the maid came out and put on her clothes: "Miss, it is more exposed, you watch your body." ”

"I'm watching the sky at night."

The maid asked cooperatively, "What did the young lady see?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao smiled: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. ”

After she and the maid returned to the room, not far away, a dark figure that could almost blend with the night blew the leaf flute and walked out of the corner.

Neither of them took the initiative to appear in front of each other.

There is only the sound of the leaf flute every day.

Liuliuliu really couldn't stand it: "Dad, you're worried about him, just go and see him." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao drew the last stroke, blew dry the ink, and then replied: "Who said I was worried about him." ”

"Then what do you do outside for half an hour every night with the sound of the flute? I'm not afraid of the cold. ”

Luo Xiaoxiao still answered the same thing: "I'm watching the sky at night." ”

She carefully put away the painting that had been painted for several days: "Don't talk nonsense, what happened yesterday?" ”

Beigong Yao did not restrict her movements, but no one would take the initiative to tell her about the outside world.

Fortunately, there is also a six-six-six-six that is finally barely reliable.

"Today, it was found that in Shandong, some people embezzled military salaries, the people involved in the case raided their homes and beheaded them, and their wives and children were not enslaved."

Luo Xiaoxiao closed her eyes.

Yesterday was a locust plague in Shanxi, and he killed hundreds of people.

The day before yesterday, he was a trading official in Henan, and he killed dozens of people.

The day before yesterday......

Now I heard that he is investigating favoritism and fraud in the Jiangnan Imperial Examination, once this matter is confirmed, I am afraid that thousands of people will fall to the ground.

This dynasty has existed for hundreds of years, and the inaction and permissiveness of the previous emperors have caused the court to be full of moths.

And Beigong Yao's handling method is different from the composure and calmness of the original plot, and it is different from dividing and eating.

Now he is more like venting, but if he is caught, he will be beheaded at the lightest, and the whole clan will be implicated at the worst.

Although he killed all the moths of the court, such an iron-blooded wrist made the people below panic, and the surviving officials did not dare to make a hundred mistakes, and they were even harsher to the subordinates, and the lower ones were even more harsh to the people.

In addition, the princes and nobles whose interests he touched are fanning the flames behind their backs, and now the people have worn the rumors of asking for another prince.

It's not going to go on like this.

The superior is the king, and the combination of grace and power is the way to the top, and blindly forcing will only harm others and oneself.

Beigong Yao wouldn't be unclear about this truth, but he still did it.

Luo Xiaoxiao got up and decided to meet him and ask him what he was going to do.

This was the first time she had left the palace, and just a few steps away, a little eunuch recklessly bumped into her.

"Slaves are guilty, slaves are guilty!"

"That's it." Without waiting for the maid to reprimand, Luo Xiaoxiao raised her hand: "You go." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss."

After he stepped back, Luo Xiaoxiao pinched the note he had just stuffed into her.