This bell tower is more than ten zhang high, and you can see the green tiles in the palace when you stand on it during the day. From the top of the building hangs more than a dozen strips of red silk half a zhang wide, if there are good steps do not want to walk, you can also take this shortcut that has nothing to rely on.

If a person falls from this bell tower of more than ten feet, it will not be much better if it is not a piece of meat.

The incense on the top stood on the fence with red silk in hand, and the man who caught up next to him asked, "Whose little lady is this?" Who is your master? ”

Wanxiang looked back at him: "Want to know?" ”

Then he was dragged by someone's foot, and Wanxiang raised her other foot and put up a soft needle to slash the man's hand impartially: "You give me the head gold, and I will tell you." ”

"You actually have a hidden weapon?"

"Oh? Where is it? Then he stepped on the man's hand.

If there is a shortcut, some people can't stop making it bad, and a few strips of red silk are torn to pieces. The one with the incense was moved by the people above, and while it was not broken, the incense hurriedly grabbed the man next to him.

"Huh! You ......"

Wanxiang didn't care about the rest, and climbed up like holding a bamboo pole. Sweat flowed into the wound, and I could only endure the pain of drilling my heart.

It's this girl in red who came out of nowhere, and she is about to reach for the last head gold of the year.

King Yi motioned for the person on the bell tower to make a move, and the man pulled out the short knife wrapped under the red cloth around his waist.

Wanxiang reached out and grabbed the cloth bag of red cloth embroidered with gold clouds hanging on the top of the bell tower, turned around and stepped on the man's hand holding the red cloth knife, and kicked the knife in his hand with the other kick.

The knife flew out and pierced into the crack in the brick at Xiao Huaijin's feet. The people around couldn't stop hiding back: "Knife! There are knives! ”

This moment of strength was used, and the wound was torn, and one fell from the edge of the bell tower before he could stand firmly, and the veil was blown away by the wind.

Xiao Huaijin pinned the short knife to his waist and grabbed the remaining red silk on the side and walked up, seeing that Wanxiang had fallen, he kicked off the wall and swung out for a distance to catch Wanxiang.

Wanxiang, who was thinking about how to save herself, was held in Xiao Huaijin's arms, and she was still tightly holding the bag with gold ingots in her hand. The four eyes met, and Wanxiang had never seen her prince so closely.

In the past two years, his eyes have been a lot more resolute, and his perseverance makes people feel down-to-earth.

Liang Cuo, who was halfway there, saw that his prince was holding the incense and hurriedly jumped down: "Lord! ”

Xiao Huaijin glanced at Liang Cuo: "It's a shame that you're still a man, and you can't even catch up with her." ”

As soon as she came to her senses, Wanxiang knelt on the ground and offered the bag embroidered with gold clouds with both hands.

Xiao Huaijin reached out and took the gold mask next to him, who he didn't know, and leaned over to bring it to Wanxiang, who dared to raise his head, and his eyes were rippling on the tip of Xiao Huaijin's heart.

Looking at the bag she offered, Xiao Huaijin didn't stretch out his hand and threw down a sentence directly: "I've rewarded you." ”

Although it is just a pair of jade pillows, King Yi has nothing to be reluctant to, but he is not happy in his heart. I don't know where Xiao Huaijin got such a woman.

Liang Cuo pulled out the dagger in the brick crack and stood beside Xiao Huaijin, Xiao Huaijin asked unhurriedly: "Grabbing the first gold at the beginning of the year is a gentleman's dispute set by the ancestors, I don't know where this came from?" ”

After speaking, Wanxiang stretched out his hand and pointed at the person behind King Yi, Xiao Huaijin took the dagger in Liang Cuo's hand and paced in front of King Yi: "I am not powerful, but I am a short-term character." How does King Yi want to take back this dagger? ”

Everyone is watching, and King Yi's face is about to be hung up.

"Brother Huang, my slave is unruly, this dagger ...... I should have given it back to him. ”

Xiao Huaijin closed her lips tightly and didn't speak, and when King Yi reached out to take the dagger, Xiao Huaijin deliberately shrank back.

"Brother ...... Emperor"

"It is not advisable to see blood in the first month, but it is really unforgivable to play such a trick at the feet of the Son of Heaven. Shave off this person's hair and send it to my house tomorrow with a jade pillow. ”

King Yi bit the corners of his mouth, remembering that Xiao Huaijin was going to enter the palace tomorrow to resume his life, and he could only answer respectfully in front of people's eyes: "Yes." ”

Waiting for the people to disperse, Xiao Huaijin turned his head to look at Wanxiang: "The head gold has been robbed, are you still watching the war dance?" ”

Wanxiang's little head melon should still be thinking about the moment when Xiao Huaijin just hugged herself, with a solid chest, warm temperature, resolute eyes, and the big hand that seemed to be able to support him for the rest of his life.

"Ahem." Liang Cuo coughed softly twice, and Wanxiang came to his senses: "The prince is asking his subordinates?" ”

"Or else?" Xiao Huaijin looked a little happy, probably because he got the first gold and the jade pillow used by his mother.

Hearing the sound of drums not far away, Wanxiang couldn't help but tiptoe and look: "My subordinates want to see it." ”

Xiao Huaijin looked at the red blood stains on his hands again: "Go home." ”

"If you can't see it this year, won't you have to wait a year? Maybe a few years ......."

This is a master who can not even want his life for the sake of playing. The winter coat is so thick, the blood has penetrated, and I still want to play.

"You want to die here?"

“……”

"We'll see again next year, back home."

How do you know if there is a next year? Maybe next year it won't be the Imperial City anymore, maybe next year I'll die at the hands of someone I don't know, maybe next year...... That's all a definite thing.

Although he only suffered a knife wound and felt that there was no big problem, how could Xiao Huaijin dare to disobey if he wanted to go home?

He pursed his lips and followed behind Xiao Huaijin, nostalgic for the sound of war drums not far away.

Everyone wanted to take a second look at the girl who had snatched the last bag of gold from a group of men before they walked back to the car.

If it goes down like this, maybe it will be transmitted to the palace before dawn. Sitting in the car, Xiao Huaijin leaned to the side and looked at the bag embroidered with gold clouds in Wanxiang's hand: "You don't have to grab such a bag, and you don't have to fight for any face for this king in front of King Yi." ”

"Wanxiang knows that she is reckless today, and she also knows that we should hide it, but the things of the princess and the princess should always be taken back. Staying in King Yi's mansion, he may have been deliberately thrown in some pickled place by King Yi. ”

"Just a pair of pillows."

"If my subordinates can find their mother's belongings, they may be very happy. The prince's face didn't care, it was really unexpected by his subordinates. ”

"No one is gone, so what's the use of those things?"

Wanxiang looked up at Xiao Huaijin with a confused expression, but she was self-inflicted? Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and tilted his head to the side.

Why are you desperate to grab this thing? Xu simply wanted to get back Xiao Huaijin's mother's things, or didn't want to make Xiao Huaijin lose face too much, or both. In short, they just wanted to make him happy.

When he arrived at the palace, Wanxiang seemed to be able to hear the sound of drums, and he was still muttering about the war dance he hadn't seen, which was quite resentful.

As soon as she returned to the courtyard, Qi'er hurriedly gave Wanxiang medicine. After a while, Liang Cuo went to the courtyard of Wanxiang, and when he saw that it was Qi'er who came out to greet him, he asked, "Where is Wanxiang?" ”

"The girl is wearing medicine."

Liang Cuo handed over two prayer lanterns: "The prince asked the incense to put good medicine and then play with it." ”

"Yes." Qi'er Haosheng stretched out his hand to take the prayer lantern: "Thank you, the prince." ”

Hearing that there was a prayer lantern to be put off, Wanxiang didn't care about the medicine behind her, and sat up as soon as she turned over. stepped on the shoes and put on the coat, pushed open the door to expose his head, and saw Liang Cuo's back disappear before he called Qi'er: "Qi'er!" Prayer lanterns? ”

"Just girl, your ears are smart, and the prince said that you will play with good medicine."

……

Xiao Huaijin stood in the courtyard, watching a few snowflakes falling scattered in the sky, and thought: When will this snow fall?

Finally, I saw the prayer lantern in the corner of the courtyard rising into the sky like a crescent moon, so I was relieved to go back to the house to rest.

Liang Cuo took out the veil that fell from the incense from his arms, Xiao Huaijin took it in his hand, and saw a few wisps of smoke-like lines embroidered on the corner of the veil: "What is this?" ”

"Maybe it's a cloud of smoke."

Xiao Huaijin pinched the veil and thought to himself: I don't know if the news of Yuanhou's assassination has reached the palace.