Watching the condescending Lord Zuo Xiang undress, Ping Xiangyang felt that his head was a little dizzy. He hurriedly turned his head and asked the little maid to fetch his clothes, so as not to wait for Zuo Xiang.

Li Ruiqing did not refuse Ping Xiangyang's kindness. After he changed his clothes, he helped Zhao Xiangling up, and glanced at her legs to know what the situation was.

She wasn't hurt at all.

The idea of carrying her out was immediately dispelled. Turning his head, Li Ruiqing asked Ping Xiangyang: "People? ”

Ping Xiangyang knew that he was asking Wang Yao. God knows how much he didn't want these two to run into each other. However, under the pressure of Li Ruiqing's gaze, he still chose to give in: "In the lobby." ”

"Lead the way." Li Ruiqing said.

Wang Yao was indeed still in the lobby. The son who was traveling with him is now gone, and only one doctor is holding ointment to give Wang Yao medicine.

It was probably he who hurt Wang Yao, and Wang Yao scolded the eighteenth generation ancestor of the doctor while grabbing the arm of the chair.

When Zhao Xiangling saw that he was beaten into a pig's head by himself, and there was no good meat on his face, he secretly stood behind Li Ruiqing.

"You hit it?" Li Ruiqing asked sideways.

Zhao Xiangling rolled his eyes and didn't admit it: "No, he fell by himself." ”

"Oh. I was going to praise you, but now it seems like it's over. Li Ruiqing said.

Zhao Xiangling glanced at Li Ruiqing's side face in horror, not quite believing that such a scoundrel's words came out of his mouth.

Is this her family Ruiqing? It's not quite like that!

Li Ruiqing walked straight in front of Wang Yao. He leaned over slightly, glanced at it, and said, "It's very badly injured." ”

Wang Yao saw the smile on Li Ruiqing's face and had a very bad premonition.

Now Li Ruiqing is not covered with a mask, and completely shows his face in front of Wang Yao. He had always been cold, but now he was smiling and becoming more serious.

"You"

Wang Yao's words did not speak, and Li Ruiqing still kept smiling. He picked up the bottle in the doctor's hand and looked at it, shook his head and said, "This medicine, how can it be taken out for Wang Qiye, I have a good bottle here, why don't you try it?" ”

Without waiting for Wang Yao's consent, Li Ruiqing took out a celadon bottle from his sleeve, opened it and shook it, pulled out the cork and threw it aside, and raised his hand to sprinkle it on Wang Yao's face.

When he landed, the red powder sprinkled Wang Yao's face, and Zhao Xiangling, who was standing behind Li Ruiqing, couldn't help but sneeze.

Hot! Zhao Xiangling's tears came out almost immediately. She remembered the bowl of noodles she had snatched from Li Ruiqing, and now she still felt some pain in her mouth and stomach.

Li Ruiqing wiped her face for her, smiled and said to Wang Yao: "Ah, sorry, I took it wrong, it turned out to be chili powder." ”

Wang Yao's face was covered with chili powder, including his eyes that he didn't have time to close. Suddenly tears and snot came out, and his face was as hot as fire.

Li Ruiqing's chili powder is spicy that ordinary people can't bear.

He hugged his face and exhaled in pain.

His ears were buzzing, and Wang Yao could only vaguely hear Li Ruiqing's words in front of him: "Our family has a bad temper and offends Wang Gongzi, so Li is here to save compensation." After all, the family style is like this, and the prince can only bear more. ”

After finishing speaking, Li Ruiqing didn't look at him again, pulled Zhao Xiangling and turned his head and left, not feeling that he was too much.

He's even more excessive, it's just a small beginning, it's okay, take your time.

Seeing Li Ruiqing leaving, Jing Zhaoyin was busy getting water to wash off the chili powder on Wang Yao's face and the wound that had already entered the wound.

The man who washed his face wept as he wiped it. For nothing else, this pepper is so spicy that even a distant smell is unbearable.

Jing Zhaoyin stood aside, and suddenly remembered Li Ruiqing's previous words: Our family is zero?

To zero!

Cold sweat crept up his back, and he was so frightened that he couldn't figure it out. To zero, how many zeros are there in this world?

Apart from today's saints, who else dares to call to zero?

So, he took the emperor's money and put the emperor in a prison cell?

Wiping sweat, Ping Xiangyang smiled bitterly, is it too late to return to his hometown now?

offended Prime Minister Zuo and His Majesty, how will he live in the future?

Ping Xiangyang's fright Zhao Xiangling won't know, she is in a very good mood now. Holding Li Ruiqing's arm, Zhao Xiangling smiled and said, "Ruiqing, you are really amazing." ”

Li Ruiqing raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Zhao Xiangling said again: "Ruiqing, your chili powder is really amazing, can you give me a little?" ”

Li Ruiqing almost flashed his eyebrows.

That's right, he shouldn't expect Zhao Xiangling to really praise himself.

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Sycamore Palace.

Incense rises to add a touch of tranquility. There are green plants growing by the window, and you don't feel the gloom of autumn at all.

Compared with the previous Qifeng Palace, Wutong Palace is obviously much more vibrant.

Zhao Xiangling changed his clothes after taking a bath, and sat on the cushion refreshed, playing with a metal box in his hand.

The box was painted with dark patterns, some like Sanskrit, others like a jumble of graffiti essays.

There are no gaps, I don't know where to open.

Throwing away the metal box, Zhao Xiangling felt very bored.

She turned her head to look out the door and found that Li Ruiqing had not returned. I don't know where he went, for so long.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, our left minister, it's late."

Kicking the metal box, Zhao Xiangling couldn't help but finally started singing.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, it's him, kill Zuo Xiang, Li Ruiqing."

"Sometimes he's not smart, sometimes he's stupid, he's not as tall as me anyway"

"Really?" Outside the door, Li Ruiqing walked over, and Zhao Xiangling's eyes were full of pleasure. He does not deny Zhao Xiangling's height, but there is no doubt about his height.

Zhao Xiangling fell asleep on the ground, got up again, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Ah, Ruiqing, are you here?" Sorry, I just fell asleep. ”

"Yes." Li Ruiqing sat down beside her, "I just heard you talking in your sleep." ”

Zhao Xiangling was choked by him. This is clearly a daydream for her.

Hehe.

Bai glanced at him, and saw that he seemed to be holding something in his hand, Zhao Xiangling turned sideways and said, "What are you hiding?" Show me? ”

Li Ruiqing gave her a blue baggage: "Miss Chen gave it to you, saying that it was your birthday gift." ”

took it easily, Zhao Xiangling opened it and saw that there was a picture of begonias forming a spring.

"Zihan always spends effort on this." Zhao Xiangling smiled and shouted outside: "Celadon porcelain, put away this picture for me, and put it in the same place as the previous one." ”

The celadon walked in, loaded the embroidery with a tray and retreated, without bowing his head or looking at Zhao Xiangling. She has secretly made up her mind that where there is His Majesty and Zuo Xiang in the future, she will resolutely not raise her head.

Seeing that the celadon door was closed, Li Ruiqing took out another thing and stuffed it into Zhao Xiangling's arms: "This is my birthday gift to you." ”

Zhao Xiangling was stunned for a moment, and then looked down to see that the green bamboo strips in his arms were no more than a small cage the size of a palm.

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