Murong Shi quietly walked to the two of them, looked out along Murong Xi's line of sight, and asked with a smile: "What is the thirteenth brother looking at?" ”

When the thirteenth prince heard this voice, he was so shocked that he immediately stood up straight, looked at Murong with a particularly embarrassed face, and stammered, "Seventh brother, you, why are you here?" ”

Murong Shi gently tapped Murong Xi's forehead and said with a smile: "What have you been busy with these days, how did you forget the days when we played chess twice a month." ”

Murong Xi remembered it after he reminded him, and said again and again: "It's delayed, it's delayed!" As he spoke, he subconsciously turned his head and looked into the palace alley, looking a little reluctant, "Go, go, go, I haven't practiced chess for a long time, and I'm rusty." ”

Murong Shi directly crossed the Anren Gate in front of him and walked in the direction of Murong Xi's attention. His action was so startled that Murong Xi called out repeatedly: "Seventh brother! ”

A touch of sunset sets on the horizon, and the sunset is dazzling. The soft red light sprinkled in the palace alley, shining on Murong Zhao and Yang Qiqi's bodies. Yang Qiqi's white and delicate face was coated with a layer of pink glow. His eyes are sparkling and he smiles playfully.

Murong Shi had never seen such a beautiful and clean, porcelain doll-like little palace maid. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to greet Murong Zhao very calmly, "Eleventh brother." ”

Murong Zhao nodded to Murong Shi with a smile and said, "Seventh Brother also went to greet the imperial grandmother?" ”

Yang Qiqi saluted Murong Shi and Murong Xi who were following him, subconsciously took a step back, and hid behind Murong Zhao with his head down.

Since the beginning of her previous life, she has been very afraid of this Seventh Prince. Although it is said inside and outside the capital that he is a well-known virtuous king, Yang Qiqi is afraid of him. Later, when there was a palace change, Yang Qiqi knew that his fear was reasonable. This Seventh Prince is really a complete hypocrite. Although on the day she died, she didn't see Murong Shi for a moment. But Yang Qiqi just felt that what Murong Shi did was only a hundred times more hateful than Yang Yuyan and Zhang Zonghei.

Murong Xi shouted Brother Eleven, and his head was stunned and fixed on Yang Qiqi's puffy face.

Murong Zhao felt the searching eyes, and unconsciously moved his body, completely blocking Yang Qiqi behind him.

Murong Xi smiled wryly, and asked very embarrassedly: "Well, in two days, my father will drive to Yijun Palace to escape the summer, and Brother Eleventh will also go, right?" ”

Murong Zhao nodded inexplicably and replied politely, "This is natural, hasn't my father already made a clear decree, will there be any changes?" ”

Murong Xi waved his head again and again: "No change, no change!" The eleventh brother returned to Beijing, and he didn't go out of the palace with his father to escape the summer. I, I remind Brother Eleven that I can't return to the palace until August 15. Bring the things you like and the palace people...... Just, it's good. ”

Although Murong Zhao didn't understand what the Thirteen Princes had in mind, he still thanked him with a smile and said goodbye to the two of them and returned to the Wude Palace.

Murong Xi actually stood in place and watched the master and servant and his party turn around the palace gate, and the figure disappeared completely, before he turned around worriedly.

Murong Shi couldn't help but smile, "Thirteenth brother, why do you want to be so engrossed?" ”

Murong Xi and Murong Shi have always been close, and they have always spoken directly, rarely avoiding anything. Today, Murong Shi's face turned red, and he hesitated on his face, and he rarely considered whether he should say it or not.

Murong Shi smiled gently: "The little palace maid who follows the eleventh brother is the six-grade female history sealed by the father, right?" Look, it's a wonderful person. ”

Murong Xi suddenly became interested, and said, "This little girl is a very interesting person......" He said, and couldn't help but tell Murong Shi everything about Yang Qiqi mending his clothes that day, "Seventh brother, you said that the six ceremonies, could it also be the idea of the little seven gang Murong Zhao?" ”

Murong Shi looked at Murong Xi with a smile and asked rhetorically, "Why do you think like this?" ”

Murong Xi replied honestly: "Only her head can make Murong Zhao respectful." Otherwise, who in the palace will be like the people in the village, what folk etiquette will they keep? ”

Murong Shi nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but be curious about this youngest female official in Dayan.

The two brothers walked side by side towards the Ganlu Palace, and Murong Xi chattered as he walked, "Seventh brother, did you say that Murong Zhao understood my reminder?" Will he take that little girl to Yijun? There were a lot of people accompanying him this time, and the father specially ordered that each prince should only bring five or six retinues. There are so many people in the Wude Palace, counting the little eunuch who always follows Murong Zhao, and Qiao Neisi, who went to the palace, there are two of them. The remaining three don't know if it will be the little girl's turn. Or, she is not in line with Murong Zhao's wishes......"

"What about the belt? What if you don't bring it? Murong Shi smiled thoughtfully, interrupting Murong Xi's continuous worry.

Murong Xi couldn't answer, so he became more and more absent-minded. In the next game with Murong Shi, he didn't win a single one.

After leaving the Manna Palace, Murong Shi couldn't help but instruct the little eunuch who was close to him: "Send someone to keep an eye on that little girl and see what is so great about her." ”