Chapter 72: The Vinegar National Master Vinegars Himself (2)

He stopped. Raised his sleeves to cover his face, turned around and walked to Zhao Xiangling's side, reached out and poked her, and then pointed in one direction.

Xuanyin.

Seeing him walking this way, Zhao Xiangling raised his eyebrows and straightened his clothes, standing upright to maintain his demeanor.

The palace maids of Wutong Palace have all been cleaned up by Li Ruiqing, except for a few necessary henchmen and palace maids, it is not like there are people here.

"Afraid of him?" Zhao Xiangling looked at Li Ruiqing to hide his face and smiled quietly at him.

"I'm afraid of you." Li Ruiqing still raised his sleeves, covered his face, and turned his head to ask Zhao Xiangling, "Is that person him?" ”

Which person? Oh? Zhao Xiangling suddenly realized that Li Ruiqing was still wondering who the person who secretly kissed him was.

"How is that possible?" She laughed, "If it were him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help but take off his head first." ”

Is it okay for me to kiss casually? Don't say kiss, even if he touches the corner of his clothes, it feels too much.

Looking up, seeing Xuanyin getting closer and closer, Zhao Xiangling couldn't help but feel disgusted again, remembering that it was a troublesome thing for Li Ruiqing to come out without a mask and be seen by him, so it was better to think of an idea to avoid him.

She looked left and right, and there was only a bush next to her. Xuanyin came here, most likely because he saw the two of them, and Li Ruiqing hid his face, and rashly hiding it would only provoke suspicion.

After thinking about it again, she made up her mind to pay attention, and suddenly hugged Li Ruiqing's waist, pushed him aside, rolled into the bushes and pressed on him.

Li Ruiqing didn't expect her movements at all. He raised his head slightly, frowning and wanting to ask, but Zhao Xiangling had untied his robe and held his fist at his side.

A sentence sounded in his ears: "Drive him away and play a play with me." ”

Lowering his head, Zhao Xiangling bit his earlobe and licked it gently.

There is a little advantage to reading too much in the book, that is, you know a little bit about what you should know and what you shouldn't know.

The earlobe is the most sensitive place for most people.

Li Ruiqing's eyes widened and saw Zhao Xiangling licking his lips, his lips hooked, and his eyebrows and eyes were like silk. Rolling his throat slightly, without thinking, he raised his hand and pressed her head.

The upper body leaned forward suddenly, Zhao Xiangling lowered his head and printed it on his lips, just wanted to remind him not to act too much, but he was afraid that the footsteps were approaching, and the sound had arrived.

Li Ruiqing held her hand and did not let go, but stuck tighter. The scorching heat made Zhao Xiangling a little dizzy.

But she heard footsteps getting closer. Xuanyin was probably looking for her.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiangling closed his eyes, and simply choked Li Ruiqing's lower lip without doing anything, thinking to himself, anyway, kissing once is also a kiss, kissing twice is also a kiss, as His Majesty, she does not suffer, it is Li Ruiqing who suffers.

She is a woman who wants three thousand beauties in the three palaces and six courtyards in the future, this kind of small contact, there is no fear.

The person under him seemed to freeze, but in an instant he came back to his senses, pressed Zhao Xiangling again, approached her, and got close to her.

Men, always self-taught in certain things.

Knocking on Zhao Xiangling's lips and teeth, Li Ruiqing drove straight in, his lips and tongue were warm, making people linger. Sucking, flipping, leaning, wrapping, memories poured in, he remembered the warm incense of yesterday, and also remembered who the person who stole the incense was.

But there are still doubts, is that his fantasy, or is it a fact?

He let go and asked Zhao Xiangling again: "Could it be Sun Wunian?" ”

Zhao Xiangling's mind was blank, and he instantly returned to his senses after this question. Thinking of the question Li Ruiqing asked, her face turned red, and when she looked to the left, Xuanyin had long since disappeared, and she was furious: "Yes! It's just thoughtless! You don't admit it! ”

Getting up and peeling off the withered grass leaves on his body, Zhao Xiangling kicked Li Ruiqing, turned his head and ran.

Right, right! Li Ruiqing is a bad thing who doesn't admit it! Ignore him again!

"To zero!" Li Ruiqing's speed is always faster than Zhao Xiangling. He grabbed her arm and didn't tell her to run away, "That person, me?" ”

"How is that possible?" Zhao Xiangling sneered and shook off his hand, "Master Zuo, dare to do it, how can you not know what you have done?" ”

After speaking, she flicked her hand, pushed him away and went straight back to Qifeng Palace.

Li Ruiqing didn't chase after him, which made Zhao Xiangling's heart even more depressed. She looked at the cold and quiet palace and suddenly became irritable.

"Qingyun." She said.

Qingyun came out with his sword in his hand. She fell from the eaves and bowed slightly: "Your Majesty." ”

"Clean up all the mechanisms here, and order the celadon to come to see me." Zhao Xiangling said.

Qingyun Ying: "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

Turning his head and taking a long leap, Qingyun disappeared from Zhao Xiangling's sight.

After a stick of incense, Qifeng Palace took on a new look, and the originally empty courtyard was busy with palace people, and the vacant side room of the ear room also lived in the palace maid.

Celadon stood with his hands down, listening to Zhao Xiangling, who was sitting on a gold-painted hollow wooden chair in front of him.

"Xuanyin has already left the palace?" Zhao Xiangling's liveliness is completely different from Fang Cai's. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the corners of her eyes were narrow and raised, like a phoenix's tail feathers.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Celadon nodded, "Donglin has sent five people to test and make sure that Xuanyin himself is no longer in the palace. ”

Zhao Xiangling smiled: "It seems that those old foxes will soon know who the palace master is." ”

Fang Cai's deliberate cover-up was just to aggravate Xuanyin's suspicions. What Zhao Xiangling really wanted to do was to spread the news.

Li Ruiqing will not reveal his identity, and they can only guess and not get a real answer.

In the midst of ambiguity, there will always be someone who can't sit still. What Zhao Xiangling wants is that he can't sit still.

A left-hand minister without any background has been able to control half of the power of the southern kingdom, if he climbs the big tree of the emperor again, whether the southern kingdom is surnamed Zhao or surnamed Li, everyone should make considerations.

The first to be unbearable are those powerful ministers and nobles who have been entrenched in the court for many years.

Only when they make a move, Zhao Xiangling has the possibility of settling accounts with them.

Not everyone can think so far-reaching, Celadon didn't think of this layer, she hesitated, lowered her voice and said: "Your Majesty, the left prime minister is ...... over there"

Zhao Xiangling smiled: "Do you think Zuo Xiang has been in vain all these years?" Maybe he didn't know it at the time, but he understood what I meant afterwards. ”

Celadon still doesn't understand. What are the benefits of exposing the identity of Lord Zuo Xiang? Haven't they always been covering it up and doing their best job of secrecy? Why did you suddenly give up all your efforts and ignore nothing?

Zhao Xiangling didn't explain, but ordered: "Tell Donglin, in the future, just like today, if there is no news, you will go to rob the news of the Shadow Pavilion, you have no ability, and it is not difficult to steal the fruits of other people's labor." ”

Celadon was dumbfounded.

At the same time that the two of them were talking, Genmu was also telling Li Ruiqing about the big and small movements in the palace.

"Master, Xuanyin is out of the palace, and the Ministry of Industry has already received the news that the national teacher is suspected to be the master." Zhimu handed a letter folded into Fang Sheng to Li Ruiqing, and couldn't help but say, "Master, Your Majesty is not shallow this time. ”