Hearing the word peach, the girl's dark eyes moved, staring at a plate of pink peaches on the table, swallowing her saliva, snatching the bowl from Ye Yinchen's hand, and pouring a bowl of black decoction with a bang.

Then the white and tender little hand stretched out, "Bring the peach." ”

Ye Yinchen smiled and handed over a full plate.

He saw that the girl's cheeks were bulging, and he squinted his eyes in satisfaction, looking like a well-fed little beast, so his black eyes also bent.

"Your Majesty, why don't you see Rong Lin?"

Bai Zhen concentrated on nibbling on the peach, "Well, I just don't want to see it." Wasn't you always jealous before, wouldn't it be better not to see him? ”

Bai Zhenyun told lies lightly.

In fact, she just subconsciously felt that Rong Lin was a bit evil.

But she couldn't say anything was wrong.

In short, it's better to keep a distance from him.

Ye Yinchen nodded lightly and did not speak.

For several days in the future, Rong Lin would come to see him with a good tonic soup.

But they were all shirked by Bai Zhen for various reasons.

And Jun Wuxue's side, in less than three days, took a group of male pets and returned to her Guangping Palace.

Bai Zhen stood on the bell tower, taking in the reluctance of her to stare back at the palace, and giggled.

Bai Zhen returned to the palace, and Jun Wuxue was beaten back to the original form of King Guangping.

Everything seems to be going according to the same trajectory again.

Bai Zhen, as usual, collapsed in the imperial study after the morning court, sometimes sleeping soundly, sometimes whistling, teasing the birds outside the window.

It can be said that it is extremely boring.

She spilled a handful of grain and watched the birds fly down from the trees, scrambling for food.

She propped her head on her hands and muttered, "Eat quickly, and when you're done, you'll fly away." Because here, the sky is going to change. ”

As if they understood her words, several birds flapped their wings twice and flew away.

**

The weather has not been very good in recent days.

It was rainy and dripping, and there was no intention of stopping.

It's already summer, and the wind blows on this rainy night, and it's still a little cold.

Jun Wuxue was stuffing the letter of transferring troops back to Beijing into an envelope in the mansion, when the window was suddenly blown open by the wind, making a clanging sound.

She glanced up, put down the letter, and got up to close the window.

Correct.

Jun Wuxue just stretched out his hand.

I felt a gust of cold wind pour into my neck, and the murderous aura invaded.

She subconsciously wanted to turn around, but someone was faster than her, and before she could move, the long sword mixed with the cold of the rainy night had already reached her neck.

Jun Wuxue shrank unconsciously.

She slowly turned her head.

A darkiron mask comes into view.

As if breathing a sigh of relief, Jun Wuxue raised her hand to push away the sword blade and said, "Why are you here?" ”

But the blade of the sword did not move.

Seeing this, Jun Wuxue scolded coldly, "Take the sword away!" You are crazy? ”

The person on the other side didn't care, the dark eyes behind the mask emitted a terrifying chill, and even the voice seemed to be icy.

"Did you give the information to Xiliang and Beiling?"

Hearing his question, Jun Wuxue was slightly stunned, and then hooked her lips and laughed.

"Why, didn't you give me this information? I'm just adding firewood to make Jun Wuyue die faster, isn't that what you want? Anyway, you should thank me. ”

The long sword approached a few points forward, leaving a thin blood mark on Jun Wuxue's neck, and under the mask, the inky black eyes narrowed slightly, and it was extremely cold, "Who let you act without permission!" ”