Zhao Xiangling felt that he was dead.

Although she had a few books under her hands and a red pen in her hand, she listened attentively to the sound of the fight outside, and felt more and more empty.

I'm really sorry for Shui Sanshui Er, let them stop Li Ruiqing outside.

I'm sorry, but if you can go out alive this time, I will give you half a year's salary.

After only half an hour, there was no movement outside.

Zhao Xiangling bowed his head and pretended to change the fold seriously, but the red pen fell on the scroll and a red mark appeared.

Someone pulled her fold out of her hand and tossed it aside.

Zhao Xiangling hurriedly lifted the other half and blocked his face.

"Zhao Xiangling, you are good at running away." Li Ruiqing continued to throw away the folds in her hand, and by the way, swept away all the folds that her hands could hold.

Zhao Xiangling saw that he had nothing to stop, so he hurriedly turned his head to pick it up: "Zuo Xiang, how can you desecrate the fruits of the ministers' labor like this, this is what they wrote down seriously one stroke at a time, and it can't be thrown away."

"To Zero, I made a mistake."

Zhao Xiangling picked up the folded hand for a moment, and suddenly felt very aggrieved.

Mistake? So it's just a mistake, isn't it?

She sneered: "Then ......"

Li Ruiqing had already thrown the fold she had just picked up to the ground: "Therefore, I think that mistakes are mistakes, mistakes again and again, mistakes every step of the way, and mistakes are continuous, which is more satisfying." ”

Zhao Xiangling was stunned, and his distracted kung fu was beaten and picked up.

She came back to her senses and struggled: "Li Ruiqing, let me down!" ”

"Don't let go." Li Ruiqing said. In this life, I will never let it go again.

The bed frame is slightly shaking, the candlelight is slightly shaking, the long night is long, and there is more time.

......

Zhao Xiangling felt that there was more than just pain in his body. She felt like she had been torn down.

Seeing Li Ruiqing turn around, she subconsciously retreated to the side.

She's going to keep her distance from the beast.

With his long arms slightly relaxed, Li Ruiqing effortlessly scooped Zhao Xiangling into his arms.

Zhao Xiangling was stunned, feeling the heat behind him.

"Do you know what it is?" Li Ruiqing moved her.

Zhao Xiangling wanted to cry without tears. She didn't know, and she didn't want to know!

"Zhao Xiangling?" Li Ruiqing asked.

Closing his eyes, Zhao Xiangling planned to pretend to be dead.

Li Ruiqing turned her around and let her face herself: "Zhao Xiangling, go back with me before the New Year." ”

"Huh?" Zhao asked Lazily and continued to pretend to be dead.

"Go back and get married."

Zhao Xiangling's eyes widened, and he couldn't continue to pretend to be dead.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

How can they get married, an emperor and a left minister, and if this matter is exposed, won't the world be in chaos?

Li Ruiqing closed his eyes: "I know." ”

"Then you still ......"

"You can do it if you want to, so much to take care of." Li Ruiqing smiled and patted her on the back, "Sleep, everything is with me." ”

Zhao Xiangling closed his eyes according to his words, but there was always uneasiness in his heart.

There was another person who was upset.

When Yu Siqiu woke up, Wutong Palace was quiet and there was no one else. The whole palace was as if it were dead, and there were no lights.

Where had she ever seen such darkness? Even if you are in the cold palace, there are a few candlesticks that are not dark.

She knew that it must be that Zuo Xiang and the emperor did not live here to be so deserted.

You must know that although there are many people in the palace, the place is also large, and the emperor does not have a harem, so all the palace maids and guards revolve around her. Wherever she goes, people follow.

Now that she is not in Wutong Palace, naturally there is no one in this palace.

Touching the dark, Yu Siqiu wanted to light the candlestick, so he might as well touch a warm and soft thing.

She was so startled that before she could react, she was hit hard in the back of her head by a hard object, shattering her skull.

Without saying a word, she fell to the ground and died at the door of the dormitory of Wutong Palace.

The blood, staining the snow-white velvet blanket on the ground, also stained the tips of a person's shoes.

Zhao Xian wiped his hands, looked at the corpse on the ground that was still warm, and sneered: "Waste." ”

Let her do such a little thing, and she will fail.

Li Ruiqing was too cunning to send a stand-in to deal with the affairs of the Sword Shadow Pavilion instead of going there himself.

Is he too confident, or is he too arrogant?

Zhao Xian stepped the blood on the tip of his shoe on Yu Siqiu's face, becoming more and more angry.

He originally planned to use the relationship between Sun Wunian and Zhao Xiangling to make the emperor centrifuge. I didn't expect to hit them right, but asked them to really come together.

If it weren't for the fact that this woman was too useless, and someone would find out if she put a medicinal powder, how could the two of them prepare in advance? How could you fail?

It's good now, but it's even harder to break them up.

With Li Ruiqing's protection, it was too difficult for him to attack that woman.

Zhao Xian frowned and looked at the side room.

Sun Wunian has already followed his father out of the palace, and he should also know about the fact that Li Ruiqing and Zhao Xiangling are together.

Maybe this person can still be used.

Zhao instantly moved his footsteps, blended into the night, and in a few moments, he climbed out of the high wall and disappeared without a trace.

He moved freely at night, no different from the day. At night, it is his best protective shell.

The ending of not sleeping well at night was that Zhao Xiangling did not go to the morning court the next day for no reason, and Li Ruiqing did not go.

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty waited for His Majesty for half an hour. Among these civil and military ministers, there is only one left-hand minister Li Ruiqing.

Regarding the relationship between the emperor and the left minister, everyone has long speculated, and now that the two of them have disappeared together, it is even more discussing.

Some people are timid, so they have to sigh: "The national teacher is misleading the country, the national teacher is misleading the country!" ”

There are also bold ones: "How can the left minister be like this...... Absurd? There is a loss of decency, a loss of style! ”

Some people also whispered and laughed: "You say, is Your Majesty more powerful, or Zuo Xiang is more powerful." ”

Some people laughed and said, "Needless to say? The monarch is the top, the courtiers are the bottom, a century-old tradition, there is no need to doubt. ”

All in all, the court became a pot of porridge on this matter, and everyone had quite an opinion and talked generously.

The person concerned, Zhao Xiangling, slept until noon. She turned around and found that Li Ruiqing had slept more soundly than her.

What really woke her up was the hungry impatient tyrant who jumped on the bed and got into Zhao Xiangling's quilt.

Helplessly, Zhao Xiangling took it out and threw it into Li Ruiqing's arms: "Go to your father and ask him what he wants to eat." ”

Zhao Xiangzero turned his head and heard the tyrant scream. Then, a white mass arced through the air, falling to the ground and falling into a lump of white mud.

Li Ruiqing stretched out his hand, dragged Zhao Xiangling, who had just gotten up, down again, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, sleep for a while." ”

Zhao Xiangling found out that among her and Li Ruiqing, who is the one who likes to sleep lazy.

"Get up." Zhao Xiangling kicked him and wanted to kick him to the ground.

Li Ruiqing opened his eyes, grabbed her ankle with his hand, and dragged her to the ground together.

Zhao Xiangling: "......" is very good, she knows what it means to find a back.