Already with a crying tone, Qiao'er frowned, looked at the direction of the temple gate, and said in a low voice: "If I were you, I would take care of my mouth, you should understand the truth that trouble comes from your mouth, and also, don't cry, get up quickly, if it is heard by His Majesty and Niangniang, spare the interest, I'm afraid that it is not enough to lose my head." ”

After speaking, he looked around for a while, and said in a low voice: "What I said to her today is also what I want to say to you, after April, there will be some little masters entering the palace, the mother is gentle and virtuous is the model of the harem, if it has a bad reputation in your mouth, don't say that I will ask you to blame!" ”

How dare everyone be disobedient, today's bloody scene is still in sight, poor palace maid is unlucky, presumably at this time has already died, but the initiator of this matter is looking for joy at this time, this is the royal family of the Celestial Empire.

At this time, Jiangnan Hefu.

It has been more than half a month since He Xi came back, and during the day, Master He ordered someone to take He Xi to familiarize himself with the customs and customs of the south of the Yangtze River, although He Xi has long been familiar with it, but after all, he has never seen it with his own eyes, and what he remembers is only the cold case files that Tuoba Yue gave himself.

In the south of the Yangtze River in March, the wind is light and the rain is thin, and the peach blossoms are scorching.

Let He Xi always have a feeling of being like a dream, but peace does not belong to her after all, it is night, Tuoba Yue personally sent a roster.

He Xi was sitting upright at the table copying the notebook, and when he saw Tuoba Yue coming in, Chou'er hurriedly went down to prepare tea, and He Xi finished writing the last stroke steadily, and then got up and saluted.

"I don't know what happened when the Seventh Prince came to visit late at night?" The tone is detached, without a hint of emotion.

glanced at the inscription on the case, "It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and the season of falling flowers is a good time, although it is a good poem, but it should not be a scene, what do you say?" Tuoba Yue took a step closer and shrouded He Xi in the shadows.

He Xi wanted to retreat, but he also stopped abruptly, forced himself to raise his head and look at him: "It's just copying the calligraphy, the Seventh Prince is too fussful." ”

Tuoba Yue's palm actually covered He Xi's heart, it had nothing to do with love, but he still saw the panic in He Xi's eyes, these eyes were extremely beautiful, in the past two years, he had seen the joy, anger and sorrow revealed by these eyes, but in the end they would return to death.

"He Xi, you have to deceive yourself before you can deceive others, the spy seeks his heart, He Xi, what about your heart?" The tone seems to be suspicious, but also seems to be demagoguery.

Yes, Tuoba Yue, who has always prided himself on having insight into human nature, can't see He Xi's heart, whether it is from the moment He Xi stepped into southern Xinjiang, or the woman standing in front of him at this time, smiling lightly, Tuoba Yue can't see through it.

"He Xi has no intention, the Seven Princes have not forgotten." He Xi opened the slender fingers that covered his chest, and said calmly.

He Xi was unintentional......

The slender fingers trembled slightly, he forgot, not only did she have no heart, but he also had no heart, and his evil face was as calm as water at this moment.

"It's not too early, the Seventh Prince, please go back, I will keep that roster in mind, Miss Xiao Nai, I guess I am still waiting for you." He Xi didn't know why, but he would add the following sentence, and he regretted it.

The man in front of him was a little happy, he smiled brightly, he was in a good mood, he reached out and rubbed He Xi's head, his movements were familiar, and he did not shy away from it.

"You should rest early, I will go back to southern Xinjiang tomorrow, and He Qing will help you do the rest."

He Qing is He Xi's nominal father, and naturally he is also a person under Tuoba Yue, He Xi smiled lightly, bent his knees again, and dodged Tuoba Yue's hand without a trace.

"He Xi understands."