As the old saying goes: there is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below. It is summer, and the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, thin and inseparable, is entangled, falling on the eyelids of pedestrians, and it seems to be extraordinarily gentle and slow, more like a lover's gentle caressing.

Most of the roadside stalls hold up their own umbrellas, in this quaint street, the lining is particularly quiet, the ancients penned Jiangnan, most of them are this charm.

In the distance, an oil-paper umbrella is hazy in this drizzle, like seeing flowers in the fog, and it is not real.

The mist was thick, and the figure gradually approached, and for a moment, time seemed to stop, frozen at this moment, and the eyes were full of the man's cold eyes.

"Imperial capital, but that's it." Xiao He's cold voice came, and it sounded unreal on this quiet ancient road, making people feel that it was just a flash in the pan, and if you accidentally touch it, it will disappear in this snap of your fingers.

"Childe, it's hard to travel today, why don't you find an inn to rest first?" The scholar behind him, Huayi, asked softly while holding an umbrella for Xiao He.

"So be it." Nodding, Xiao He walked forward, his already cold handsome face lined with black gold robes even more cold.

Alas, Childe he ...... It's really changed......

The painting smiled bitterly, looking at Xiao He's back, his eyes were full of distress.

"Have you heard, that new champion is coming to the imperial capital today!" As soon as I stepped into the inn, I heard the storyteller's voice slightly excited.

Xiao He's eyes flashed slightly, and he poured a cup of tea, his low-hanging eyes were covered by his eyelashes, and he couldn't see through his expression at the moment, his slender and white fingers held the teacup, and the white jade teacup lined his hand with even more distinct bones.

"That champion, I heard that he is a person from Huai'an, who is about to reach the weak crown, but above the palace test, he can be called a sweep of thousands of troops, and with a wave of his hand, he will compare a group of pretentious talents."

The fan in the storyteller's hand was wide open at the moment, and the spit was flying, and the eyebrows were dancing.

"So, isn't this champion Wenqu Xing?" The guest below said disdainfully. ,

"That's not it!! The cousin of the daughter-in-law of the sister-in-law of the old lady was the guard who stood aside during the palace test, and it was real to see it, so naturally there would be no fake! The old storyteller was anxious, for fear that others would not believe him, and he spoke louder and louder.

Xiao He, who was on the side, frowned, and after seeing it, he wanted to step forward and scold, but Xiao He raised his hand to stop him.

"When you first come here, don't make trouble," Xiao He said lightly, a face as perfect as a knife cut was expressionless.

"Don't cause trouble? Brother Tai is really cautious! A warm wind suddenly came from behind him, and in an instant, Xiao He's hand holding the teacup tightened, and a pair of eyes flashed with murderous intent.

When did this person appear by his side, he didn't even notice, damn it!

The silver needle in his sleeve was ready to kill the man at any moment, but the man held his hand quietly.

Duan Heng's sunny-skinned sunny face was the first to catch his eye.

"Brother Tai, a non-heroic hero who fights and kills, wouldn't it be ...... if he sees blood" The voice stopped abruptly, and Duan Heng looked at Xiao He in a daze.

There was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a straight line, his fair complexion was not sickly, but there was a feeling of a warm child, however, his eyes were too sharp, and the breath around him became too condensed.

"The Mo master is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world." This sentence suddenly appeared in Duan Heng's mind.

Duan Heng's eyes looked at Xiao He in a daze, and he seemed to be stunned.

"Have you seen enough?" In a low and indifferent voice, no joy or anger could be heard, Xiao He's eyes did not have a trace of warmth, and he looked at Duan Heng coldly.

However, in the next second, Xiao He's eyes caught a glimpse of a red figure, and his eyes flashed.

Damn, that woman is here too! I cursed in my heart.

Suddenly, Xiao He looked at Duan Heng, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, stunning and bewildering, with a long arm, Duan Heng was caught off guard and pulled over by Xiao He.

With a "bang", Duan Heng was pressed to the table by Xiao He, Xiao He's body pressed against Duan Heng's body, and the posture of the two people was extremely ambiguous at the moment.

Duan Heng could even clearly smell the faint fragrance on Xiao He's body, as well as hear Xiao He's heartbeat.

With a clear cough, Duan Heng's face turned red suspiciously.

"You...... Don't do that, I ...... I'm not a broken sleeve! Duan Heng thought about pushing Xiao He away as he spoke, but who knows, Xiao He didn't move at all.

Moreover, the smile on the corner of his mouth still did not fade.

"But...... I'm a broken sleeve......" Xiao He's voice was not loud or small, just enough to be heard by the woman in red.

Hearing what Xiao He said, the woman in red's body stiffened.

Suddenly, he ran towards Xiao He like crazy, and his eyes were red.

"Xiao He! You...... Are you really a broken sleeve? The woman in red's hand pointed at Xiao He and Duan Heng, her fingertips trembled, and her voice choked.

A pair of eyes looked at Xiao He with resentment.

"yes, I'm Broken Sleeve." Xiao He smiled and spit out such a fluttering sentence from his mouth, and the tears of the woman in red suddenly fell.

Turning his head, he took a deep look at Xiao He again, bit his lip, which was already a little white, and ran outside quickly.

The moment the woman in red stepped out of the door, the smile on the corner of Xiao He's mouth disappeared, and the momentum around her suddenly became indifferent.

Regardless of Duan Heng, who was still a little dazed on the table, he strode towards the box upstairs.

Duan Heng looked at Xiao He's back a little inexplicably, and suddenly, as if he had come to his senses, he patted his head.

So that's the case, the man in black was probably entangled by the woman, so he lied that he had broken sleeves.

However, there is no need to carry it like this, he Duan Heng made a shield so inexplicably, it is really ......

In the end, Duan Heng touched his nose in a sneer, this person is not ordinary, it is better not to provoke him, that cold-faced man, at first glance, he is not close to people, he should leave the place of right and wrong quickly.

Duan Heng's eyes flashed, and he turned around and left the inn, it seems that in the future, this imperial capital will change the sky.

Inside the wings.

The mist was thick, and the light smoke hazy the people behind the screen.

......The sound of a splash of water suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the room.

Xiao He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his ink hair was untied, and he spread out at will, and his body under the bath bucket was covered by layers of pear petals, only one shoulder was exposed, as if the fine white jade had been finely carved and flawless.

The mist softened her face, making it less cold. Heaven seems to favor this man very much, and the kind of beauty that cannot even be described in words is completely imprinted on him.

However......

Xiao He got up expressionlessly, put on his coat, and stood in front of the mirror.

A pair of eyes stared at herself in the bronze mirror, her gaze became cold again, and the person in the mirror had a tranquil aura like a lan, however, the premise was to ignore the frost in her eyes.

is neither male nor female, and even he can't look at it......

The corners of Xiao He's mouth hooked up a touch of mockery, and he looked at the chest cloth on his chest.

That's right, she's a woman.

Because she is a woman, she can't accept the woman in red, a year ago, she inadvertently saved that woman, so this woman has been pestering her until now, and this woman, called Mu Qingjuan, is the sister of the emperor today, the princess of the royal family.

Knowing her identity, in fact, at that moment, she wanted to kill her, but ...... That woman is also innocent, she can't anger others because of personal grievances, in this way, what is the difference between her and that dog emperor?

A tear "clicked" and dripped to the ground, seemingly broken.

Gongzi was originally a coquette, but she couldn't help herself, she could only fade her red dress, wrap up a robe, and bundle up green silk.

Everything was given by the emperor!

Swallowed the pain in his eyes and opened his eyes again. It has recovered the light wind and lightness, as if the hatred that flashed in his eyes just now is just an illusion.

"Childe, the father-in-law in the palace has come, and the emperor invites you to go to the palace to face the saint." Outside the door, the sound of painting came.

The corners of Xiao He's mouth hooked coldly, "Okay, I'll go out immediately." ”

That's right, the champion who was talking about everyone in the hall just now was her.

If she wants to kill the emperor so that his life is worse than death, the first thing is to mix with him, fabricate an ordinary family as her background background, and then go to the top exam and meet the saint, which is undoubtedly the safest way

After all, a talent with no background is far easier to grasp than a person with a strong background.

Xiao He looked at himself in the mirror again, dressed in black, mysterious and noble, but restrained and calm, with deep eyes and a light purse of the corners of his mouth, which was exactly the emperor's favorite image of Wenchen, restrained and not impatient.

For the sake of this emperor, she has put a lot of effort into it, if she can't catch this fish again, I'm afraid she will ...... I can't talk about it, right......

"Xiao Zhuangyuan is really dignified, even when the slave sees it, he feels that his eyes are bright." At the moment when Xiao He stepped out of the door, a glimmer of light flashed in Gonggong Liu's eyes, only to see Xiao He dressed in black, low-key and introverted, his jade-like face was full of condensation, three thousand green silks, only a black ribbon was tied, elegant and free, and his lips were pursed, which made people feel that this person was not easy to get along with at first glance, however, the luxury that lingered around his body made people want to explore his condensed and frosty heart for no reason.

Rao is Gonggong Xiao has seen all kinds of beauties like this, and he can't help but sigh.

"Father-in-law, please guide me, I'll just wait to face the saint." Xiao He smiled detachedly but without losing his manners, and took out all the humility of being a courtier.

Even if he is just a eunuch, he must be good at life, and now his identity is "a scholar from a poor family", although he has an extraordinary temperament, he must also be humble and polite.

To make a play, you have to make a full set, not to mention, this Gonggong Liu may have been sent by the emperor to test her, if her performance does not satisfy the emperor, maybe...... She will never get what she wants.