After speaking, she made a decision: "Today, I will allow him to wear a white robe for another day, Qingfeng, and next time I will embroider it for him according to my clothes!" ”

Embroider the same clothes?

The needle in Qingfeng's hand fell to the ground; The blue and white cheeks twitched, and he was busy rubbing his face; Qingge leaned against the door, and fell out of the door at once; Qingyun inserted the sword back into his waist; Qingsha still stood coldly, but the porcelain vase in his hand was accidentally broken; Celadon smiled mysteriously on his face.

"What are you nervous about?" Zhao Xiangling looked at the needle that fell to his foot, picked it up and gave it back to Qingfeng, "I didn't let you embroider the dragon robe." ”

Getting up, Zhao Xiangling owed a lazy waist: "It's not like you're here, I'm going to see if Sanwang has washed up." ”

After taking two steps, she suddenly turned her head and stretched out a finger: "You guys, don't follow." ”

Qinghua, who was just about to move, withdrew her foot.

Seeing Zhao Xiangzero walking away, the three palace maids gathered together and spoke in a low voice.

Qingge said: "Your Majesty should be interested in Lord Zuo Xiang?" ”

Qinghua said: "Your Majesty is interested in all good-looking people. ”

Qingfeng said: "Your Majesty seems to be a little special to Lord Zuo Xiang!" ”

Qinghua said: "Especially bullying Lord Zuo. ”

Qingfeng said: "Special bullying is also a kind of concern. ”

Qinghua Bai glanced at her: "Your Majesty won't like him!" ”

"Blue and white!" Qingge and Qingfeng said in unison, "What do you do always refute us!" ”

Qinghua cried with a face: "Your Majesty said that in the future, Lord Zuo Xiang will cook the meal, and I will be useless." ”

The crowd observed a moment of silence for her place. Celadon coughed twice and reminded: "Idle? Idle to clean the house. ”

The crowd dispersed and no longer discussed.

Qingsha, who reacted half a beat slowly, suddenly said: "Wrong, it's not Zuo Xiang, it's the national teacher." ”

Everyone, silent.

Zhao Xiangling, who didn't want anyone to follow, sneaked into the main house of Wutong Palace. Then he dismissed all the attendants and quietly infiltrated the chamber.

The mist dissipated, and there was a faint sound of water flowing, Zhao Xiangling took a light step and turned around to hide behind the screen.

She glanced and saw a man standing in the pool. I didn't have any clothes, but I couldn't see anything.

One is far away, the other is only the back, and the hair blocks the back tightly. Don't talk about appearance, you can't see any meat at all!

Next time, I will have someone fill up half of the bath in Wutong Palace! Zhao Xiang thought badly.

Looking around the right, she saw that there was a clean one on the screen, probably the clothes that the people inside wanted to change. Bad heart suddenly rose, and secretly pulled out the clean robe that Li Ruiqing wanted to change, and Zhao Xiangling sneaked away quietly.

Hey, hey, hey.

Walking out of the room, Zhao Xiangling smiled and leaned back.

It's interesting, it's so interesting.

Later, Li Ruiqing came out and couldn't find clothes, and he couldn't find anyone, so he had to stand stupidly in the room and didn't dare to come out.

Unless he dared to come out naked, he certainly wouldn't dare.

Zhao Xiangling smiled, walked to the table and sat down.

Raising his hand on the table, Zhao Xiangling played with a tea cup, and saw a tray on the table, which was carefully wrapped in white silk.

It's so white, you don't have to ask to know whose hand it is.

Zhao Xiangling thought for a moment, tore off a corner of the white silk, and squinted his eyes to look inside.

Green.

Zhao Xiangling immediately showed a touch of disgust. She was just about to re-cover it, but suddenly she remembered something and tore off the white silk.

There are a few lotus canopies lying quietly, probably not yet ripe, and there are water droplets on them.

Water. Zhao Xiangling pursed his lips and was silent. She lowered her head and looked at Li Ruiqing's robe in her hand, and then at the lotus canopy on the table, and there was water flashing in her eyes.

Putting down his robe, Zhao Xiangling picked up a lotus canopy and pulled out the lotus seeds inside. She put it in the palm of her hand, looked left and right, and didn't know how to open it.

After thinking about it, she put the lotus seed to her lips and knocked it like a melon seed. The skin of the lotus seed is not hard and opens when you bite it.

Biting the skin together, it turned out to be the same as the man said before, and it can really wring out water.

It turns out that the fresh lotus seeds are really watery.

Zhao Xiangling lowered his head and bit the lotus seed, unable to see his expression, Li Ruiqing stood by the door, looking at her half of the side face and frowning.

He deliberately put his foot down.

Zhao Xiangling immediately raised his head, wiped his eyes, and turned his head to look at the person. It was Li Rui who walked out of the room with his hair wet.

Unlike what he imagined, his clothes were complete and neat, except for his hair, which was no different from usual.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Xiangling put the lotus back on the plate, "Eat your lotus seeds." ”

"It was originally discounted to you." Li Ruiqing said.

Zhao Xiangling's fingers stiffened slightly, pulled his lips and smiled: "Thank you, it's very sweet." ”

The two sat opposite each other, but they were speechless for a while.

Zhao Xiang sneered, and said, "Then I am gone." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Xiangling got up, pulled his hair, and just wanted to run for his life, but he heard the faint voice behind him: "I don't know which section of the lotus ribbon it is, so I folded it wrong, and I will fold it for you next time." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Xiangling walked out slowly.

Li Ruiqing watched her walk away, and looked down to see the lotus canopy with two lotus seeds she had picked at random on the table.

Picking up the lotus pod, Li Ruiqing also buckled two from the top and nested them in the palm of his hand. For a long time, he did not peel off the lotus seed, threw it in his mouth, and chewed it twice.

Not sweet, very bitter.

Zhao Xiangling walked out of Wutong Palace in chaos, passing by countless palace maids to salute her, and she didn't pay any attention.

Back in his hall, Zhao Xiangling took out a letter from the locked drawer. A whistleblower letter that counts as evidence of collaboration with the left.

Countless times, Zhao Xiangling unfolded the letter, and when he saw the familiar pear blossom above, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

It is impossible for anyone to imitate Li Ruiqing's handwriting and monogram under her eyelids. Li Ruiqing's monogram was drawn for him by himself, and his handwriting is even more familiar to him.

There is no doubt that this letter was written by Li Ruiqing.

It can't be faked, it can't be imitated, it can't be copied, and there is no pretense.

What role did he play in the rebellion three years ago, and did he leak the anti-layout map in the palace at the beginning?

These questions may only be explained by him himself.

He put away all his minions now, and seemed to stay by his side and do nothing, but who knows the actions in the shadows?

Folding the letter, Zhao Xiangling closed his eyes and did not let his emotions leak out.

Although most of the things are design, and most of the words are nonsense, there is one thing she is serious: no one who is still by her side today will be so kind to her except him.

Even if he is good to himself, he may be pretending.

Even if it's pretending, no one else is ......

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After the early dynasty, Zhao Xiangling went to Wutong Palace again.

Li Ruiqing has always gotten up early, and it has become a habit. When Zhao Xiangling arrived in his palace, he was practicing his sword.

A sword flew over, and ten thousand lights and shadows wrapped him in sword qi, dense and impenetrable, and he could only see a little green silk, floating with the sword intent.

Hearing Zhao Xiangling's footsteps, he stopped, tapped the ground with his right foot, stabilized his body, and hunted in his robe, as if standing on the clouds.