Li Ruiqing: "" suddenly couldn't get angry, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Zhao Xiangling has obviously been premeditated for a long time. She really took out two sweet potatoes from her sleeve and buried them under Li Ruiqing's burned and collapsed library.

"Ruiqing, do you think you can cook?" Zhao Xiangling stared at the pit and smacked his lips.

"You already knew he was going to set fires." Li Ruiqing said.

If she hadn't guessed, where would she have had time to hide two sweet potatoes in her sleeve. It can be seen that she had already expected it when she left the palace.

"That's right." Zhao Xiangling turned his head, looked at him and smiled, "Isn't it smart to think of it when you heard that there was black smoke?" ”

The flattering tone made Li Ruiqing unable to get angry, so he had to sigh softly: "You, you." ”

"Hey." Zhao Xiangling clapped his hands and got up, "Let them deal with it, Ming'er has to go to bed early." ”

"Okay." Li Ruiqing replied.

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Li Ruiqing, as Li Xiang's identity, requires his bedroom to be extremely simple, only one bed, one table and one case, almost no accessories, no furnishings, even the bed curtain is plain yarn, no obvious patterns.

However, this does not mean that frugality is the same as simplicity.

When Zhao Xiangling came in, he noticed that Li Ruiqing's room was no worse than that in her palace.

Pinching the bed curtain, Zhao Xiangling swiped it with his fingertips, feeling cold to the touch, different from ordinary fabrics.

So she laughed: "I thought that the method of drawing jade silk in this world should have been extinct a long time ago, but I didn't expect Zuo Xiang to use it as a bed curtain." ”

Li Ruiqing's bed curtain is the material used to make jade clothes in the rumors of the ancients.

"It's not easy to get dirty, and it's very good at keeping dust." Li Ruiqing replied.

Zhao Xiangling smiled again: "This thing was held and buried by others, aren't you lying in a coffin when you use it?" ”

She half-propped herself up and lay on her side in the quilt, watching Li Ruiqing take off the jade crown on her head and scatter the green silk on her head.

Li Ruiqing replied: "I won't hold it and bury it." ”

"So what?" Zhao Xiangling smiled.

Li Ruiqing said: "You." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Xiangling originally thought that he was calling himself, but when he thought about it, he realized that he was talking about the coffin, and there was no sound when he boarded.

Lighting benzoin, Li Ruiqing shook his wrist to extinguish the fire and put it aside. Wiping his hands, he dismissed all his attendants, and turned his head to see Zhao Xiangling throwing a metal box.

"I touched it from Wang Yao." Zhao Xiangling saw him sitting beside him and said in a low voice, "I met him today, in that store." ”

When it comes to that store, both of them are silent. Uncle Zheng, who is grateful to the Wang family, probably didn't expect it.

"It's okay, I'm fine, I don't know how many times I've seen this scene." Zhao Xiangling smiled, got up and sat upright, "It's still this thing." What do you see what this is? I left it open for a long time and couldn't open it. ”

Taking the cold box in his hand, Li Ruiqing was stunned. He pressed his hand on it, and with only a few slight turns, the box opened.

Zhao Xiangling was also slightly surprised. It's not like she hasn't tried to open the box. Burned with fire, soaked in water, patted and struck, pried, there is no way to open it. I asked Li Ruiqing to try just to trick him, but I didn't expect him to really be able to open it.

Just when Zhao Xiangling couldn't help but want to ask him, Li Ruiqing opened his mouth: "I have seen this box." ”

The contents are simple, only a small cardboard box. And there seems to be something with tentacles lying on its stomach inside.

Before Zhao Xiangling could see it clearly, Li Ruiqing raised his hand and threw the carton into the candle flame, and the flames burst out, and a voice similar to a woman's scream suddenly sounded, making Zhao Xiangling's ears buzz for a long time.

She saw a four-winged flying insect fluttering out of the cardboard box, glowing with purple flames. The silver needle swept by, and it was nailed to the wall, and the whiskers were reduced to ashes.

"Gu worms?" Zhao Xiangling finally became serious.

The southern kingdom did not control the Gu people, and since the southern kingdom occupied most of the land, Miao Jiang, which originally belonged to the southern kingdom, was also annexed by the southern kingdom.

At that time, Miao Jiang tried to release insects to invade the Central Plains, but was discovered by the emperor and curbed it in time, and wiped out Miao Jiang overnight.

Therefore, there are very few people who can control Gu worms nowadays.

"No, that's the Gu King." Li Ruiqing's face was almost so heavy that he could unscrew the water.

Gu worms may only mean that someone can control Gu, but Gu King proves that Wang Yao and Chen Beijue have an extremely powerful Gu control master in their hands.

"There's something I didn't tell you." Zhao Xiangling bowed his head, looking worried.

She rarely shows such an expression in front of Li Ruiqing, even if she pretends to be, she will not pretend to be in her eyes.

"Huh?" Li Ruiqing responded, indicating that he was listening.

"On the day I was captured by Wang Yao, he summoned a mother-in-law and used hypnosis." Zhao Xiangling said, "For a moment, I felt that my father and mother were by my side. ”

Wang Yao may not have thought that the hypnotic secret technique of this world originated from Zhao Xiangling's father, Zhao Yuheng. If he knew, he probably wouldn't have used such a method against her so rashly.

"My father never taught me this method, only my brother mentioned it to me, so I knew what to do."

Otherwise, she might have actually planted there then.

Li Ruiqing didn't know how to comfort her, so he just gently hugged her into his arms and brushed the hair on the back of her head.

"That's it." Zhao Xiangling chuckled, "What are you doing with these again, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, just see the move." ”

Leaning on Li Ruiqing's arms, Zhao Xiangling closed his eyes, as if he was really planning to sleep. Raising his hand, a few silver needles extinguished the candle, and Li Ruiqing lay down with Zhao Xiangling in his arms and hugged him tighter.

Within one night, the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion and the Chen Mansion became the most talked about topic in the capital.

Above the court, this has also become the most headache topic for courtiers.

Zhao Xiangling slowly swept over everyone standing, his eyes sharp. After a while, she said: "I want to understand, what kind of coincidence is it that Zuo Tong Chen Shangshu chose to walk in the water in one day!" ”

In fact, there was no need for the emperor to ask about such a thing, but what was terrible was that Zuo Xiang actually sued the matter, saying that someone deliberately set fire to his house and burned it.

Although Zuo Xiang only lost a study room, according to what he said, he happened to be looking for some information at that time, and the fire almost suffocated him to death in the library.

As a result, the water incident quickly fermented and became a major accident for the murder of Zuo Xiang. Zhao Xiangling took advantage of this to play, and was furious in public, and the ministers were worried and afraid to speak.

Shang Shuling Chen Liangzhou also stood up, saying that he found oil drums and flints in his own fire, and confirmed that someone deliberately set the fire.

Of course, it was arson, but the fire of the Chen family was set by the emperor and Zuo Xiang personally, and the evidence of the crime was deliberately placed in the most conspicuous place.

Originally, Zhao Xiangling was worried that Chen Liangzhou, the old fox, would cover up the matter, but now it seems that he is very cooperative.

Wang San also stood up and said in a loud voice: "Please also ask Your Majesty to be clear." ”

Zhao Xiangling pretended to be tired, pressed his eyebrows, and said: "This matter involves a major matter, who should I hand it over?" ”

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