After speaking, she turned around and left, without looking at the slightly changing face of the person behind her, she jumped straight onto the eaves and took a shortcut to Qifeng Palace.

The organs of Qifeng Palace have been dismantled according to Zhao Xiangling's orders, and now they are full of vitality and finally have the appearance of the king's residence, but the anger on Zhao Xiangling's face makes others dare not approach.

There were palace people kneeling on both sides of the road, no one dared to look at her face, Zhao Xiangling didn't look at it, and rushed straight to the study in the side hall.

As soon as he entered the study, Zhao Xiangling pushed open the bookcase, held the pen between his teeth, spread out the yellow paper, and sharpened the ink and dipped the pen so fast that it was dizzying.

The ink was dripping, and she wrote with a pen: "Today's left minister Li Che is good in his line, Han Mo is fragrant, and Hu Lelan, the eldest daughter of Weiwei, is full of four virtues, gentle and good, it is really a good couple, gold and jade are good, and I wish the two families to ...... together."

Before she could continue writing, one of them grabbed her hand and pulled out an ink pen, threw it aside, turned her around, and made her look into her eyes.

Zhao Xiangling stared at him with anger in his eyes, did not dodge or dodge, and snorted coldly: "What? Don't like it? I will be perfected......"

With his hands behind him, Li Ruiqing bullied forward and pressed her down on the case, unable to move. The ink tray overturned and toppled over the table.

Anger burst out from his eyes and burned all the way into Zhao Xiangling's eyes.

Zhao Xiangling felt that the top of his head and his back were cold, and he knew that it was ink smudged and soaked his entire back.

She wanted to push him away and get up, but the latter imprisoned her tighter, Zhao Xiangling was annoyed: "Li ......"

Before she could roar, Li Ruiqing lowered his head and bit her lip, and the whole person pressed on her, making her breathless.

However, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he has done such an intimate act to himself again and again!

If the first time is drunk, the second time is acting, then the third time, what is this third time!

Zhao Xiangling opened his lips slightly, wanting to bite down on his lip, but the latter seemed to notice it, and got up but didn't let go of her.

Zhao Xiangling leaned his face upwards and bent over the desk. She felt that such a confined posture was really humiliating, and bent her legs to kick Li Ruiqing.

Li Ruiqing bent his right leg forward, pressed her restless legs to death, leaned over her ear and whispered: "Who I like, don't you know now!" ”

Letting go of his hand, he reached out and slammed his hand on Zhao Xiangling's side, took half a step back, turned around and jumped out of the window.

Zhao Xiangling got up, ink dripping down his hair, looked out the window, pursed his lips and said nothing. Until he stood with a little sore legs, he leaned back gently, but he didn't expect to sit on the ground.

The table, collapsed.

Without any explanation, Li Ruiqing left the palace overnight and did not see Zhao Xiangling again. As Zhao Xiangwan said at the beginning, if he really didn't want to stay in the palace, no one would be able to keep him at all.

After a long night, Zhao Xiangling sat by the window in his middle coat and looked at the sky for a long time. After a long time, she lowered her eyes and sighed, climbed into bed in the dark, and closed her eyes.

I thought that I would be able to see him in the court the next day, but I didn't expect him to claim that he was sick and didn't come to the court.

Looking at his handover, Zhao Xiangling lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time. After a long time, someone from the palace handed out an excerpt, and Zhao Xiangling's approval of the red was on it, and the left minister took leave, quasi.

Since that day, Li Ruiqing has not appeared in front of Zhao Xiangling.

The end of July was the birthday of the first emperor, and according to the rites of the southern kingdom, Zhao Xiangling had to preside over the annual sacrificial ceremony at the Jiuqingshan Youmin Temple on that day.

Therefore, as early as a month ago, Guanglu Temple and the Rite Department of the Ancestral Department of the Qing Priest Division began to prepare for Zhao Xiangling's trip.

Now that July is about to pass, all parties report to Zhao Xiangzero and ask her if it is feasible.

Zhao Xiangling realized that in the past, these trivial matters had always been handled by Li Ruiqing and her, and she never had to worry about these things.

Now he has two hands, no one to manage, so she can only do it herself.

Whenever Zhao Xiangling picked up the lamp and approved the document until the middle of the night, she especially missed the days when Li Ruiqing was there.

Squinting at the mountains of twists and turns on the side of the case, Zhao Xiangling yawned: "Celadon." ”

Celadon who was waiting on the side was busy holding the lamp: "Your Majesty? ”

"Get me some snacks and make a cup of strong tea." Zhao Xiangling bowed his head and ordered, "Go ahead." ”

Celadon bowed and saluted, but couldn't help but raise his head and remind: "Your Majesty, it's been the third watch, and you haven't closed your eyes much in the past few days, or ......."

Zhao Xiangling didn't look up: "Go down and do it." ”

Celadon moved his lips, but after all, he didn't say anything, and bowed to leave.

Outside, Qingfeng saw that the celadon came out, and the lights inside were still on, and sighed softly: "This time Qinghua is still lying down, Qingyun is silent, Qingsha only knows how to fiddle with his own bottles and cans, and His Majesty sent Qingge out to take on the task, and we don't have enough manpower." ”

Celadon raised his eyebrows, looked at the dark blue circles under Qingfeng's eyes, and whispered: "You go to sleep for a while, just wait here for me and the little palace maid." ”

Qingfeng did not refuse. Someone has to replace the celadon in the morning, and if she doesn't go to sleep, it will be even more difficult to delay tomorrow.

Nodding, Qingfeng looked at the sky and the moon slanting westward, and couldn't help but say: "It would be nice if Lord Zuo Xiang was here, when the Lord is here, His Majesty never sleeps late." ”

"Don't talk too much." Celadon looked at both sides, and there was no one else except for the palace maid who was bowing her head and guarding, so she breathed a sigh of relief, "You went to sleep earlier, where is there so much talk?" ”

Qingfeng lowered his head and sighed again: "Sister Celadon, I just think Your Majesty has been very unhappy recently. ”

Celadon also sighed: "The gentleman is unpredictable, this should not be discussed by us, these words are rotten in the stomach, don't mention them in the future." ”

What can they change? Since you can't change it, it's best not to say it.

Turning his head, Celadon saw the lights inside, and the worry in his eyes grew. Your Majesty will be able to endure it if it continues like this?

Breaking away from everyone, Zhao Xiangling finally stopped writing and leaned on the table dragging the front of his clothes. My nose was a little sour, and I felt very aggrieved.

But why be sad? Why are you wronged? She didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

But one thing is clear, she misses Li Ruiqing very much...... Cooking.

Ruiqing, I want to drink Sydney soup. Zhao Xiangling turned his head, feeling more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

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On the desk, a white porcelain bowl rests half a piece of pear, raised in the hot soup, and has begun to cool.

Li Ruiqing flipped through the information on the desk, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to the outside: "It belongs to wood." ”

Belong to Mu Huang into the house, bow his hand and bow: "Master." ”

"You go ......" Halfway through speaking, Li Ruiqing paused and sighed lightly, "That's it." ”

He smiled and lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty hasn't slept yet, she is reviewing the excerpts of the day after tomorrow overnight." ”

"Got it." Li Ruiqing bowed his head, but did not ask Zhimu to leave.

He smiled again: "I heard that Your Majesty has been busy with government affairs these days, and the matter is too complicated, and Your Majesty is not easy to rectify for a while, so I have to take it all over." Master, your trick is really high, clever. ”

Li Ruiqing didn't have the slightest joy, and wrinkled his eyebrows silently.

Seeing that he still didn't speak, Xiang Mu continued to fan the flames: "I heard that there are only two of the six powerful palace maids around Your Majesty, and the people who take care of them on weekdays are not happy, and Your Majesty is delicate, and you will never eat anything that is not in line with your appetite." ”

Li Ruiqing's eyebrows twisted deeper.