The next day, when the sun was shining brightly and shining through the window frame, casting a zigzag shape on the side face of the painting thirteen, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, and glanced up at the room, where everything was the same as it had been last night.

It seemed that he had spent the night safely, he got up and walked outside the door, and followed a group of palace painters to the dining hall to eat, choose any dishes and chopsticks, and eat in the same pot, Zhou Rong could not have a chance to start.

At the end of the day, Hua Thirteen did not encounter a trace of abnormality, as if he was no longer a thorn in Zhou Rong's eyes and a thorn in his flesh. The next day was the same, everything was a little weird as normal, the food was non-toxic, the painting garden was peaceful, and sometimes several officials of the painting garden summoned the court painter to give lectures, and nothing else, and Feng Bo never looked for painting thirteen again.

The next day was the second round of the painting in front of the palace, and when he returned to the room after dinner, he found that everything was as usual, and when he sat down in his chair, his eyes were stung by something on the table, which was a long strand of bloody hair, and on it was a note:

"The safest place can't hide from the most vicious blade."

When Hua Thirteen saw the "safest place", his heart was suddenly shocked, he grabbed the long strand of bloody hair, and ran desperately towards Empress Jiang's dormitory like crazy. He couldn't help but hate himself for being so careless, Zhou Rong didn't do anything to himself in the past three days, he must have been secretly pondering Jingmo's whereabouts, there were many people in the palace, and the walls had ears, he was so stupid as to bet on Jingmo's life.

He ran to the palace gate out of breath, and the guards stopped the panicked and hurried plain-clothed boy.

Painting Thirteen's heart went up and down, and he could even feel that the hair in his hand was still dripping blood: "What about Jingmo?" No, no, what about the little guy sent by His Highness Cheng? Did you see this place? What's wrong with her here? You let me in! ”

"Thirteen?" Just when the thirteenth painting was in turmoil and worried, a calm and soft voice came from behind the palace gate, and Jingmo asked puzzledly, "Is something happening?" Why are you so nervous? ”

Hua Thirteen was stunned, he looked at the long bloody hair in the palm of his hand, and then at Jingmo, who was safe and sound. Jingmo blinked and asked, "What is in your hand?" ”

"It's your ......," Thirteen suddenly understood, "It's not your hair." Zhou Rong didn't know where the safest place was, oh no! Jingmo, pack your things and come with me! ”

"Come on, surround me! You watchdogs are such a waste, such a big living person dares to be put in the queen's bedroom! ”

A snarky woman's voice rang out, and Hua Thirteen recognized at a glance that it was Zhou Rong's wife, Lord Qiu, who rushed over with a team of guards.

The head of the guards guarding here stopped and said, "County Lord, this is the former residence of Empress Jiang, and you can't make a mistake." I also asked the county lord not to use troops here, disturbing the spirit of the first queen. ”

Lord Qiu pinched his waist and scolded and shouted: "I can only call the guard dog that can't bite!" Can't even look at the door, and you're embarrassed to stop the county lord? You also said that this is the former residence of the former queen, and the sister of the county lord is now the queen of the world. What's wrong with me coming to arrest the slut who is doing evil in the palace? Who dares to stop me? ”

"Lord Qiu, be cautious!" A strange and ethereal voice came from behind Lord Qiu, and he walked gracefully to Hua Thirteen's side.

All the guards saluted: "See Grandpa Wei!" ”

Lord Qiu glanced at Gonggong Wei, and his arrogant domineering spirit faded slightly: "Yo, what wind blew Gonggong Wei here?" Gonggong Wei served the emperor, and he still had the leisure to come here to take care of this idle matter? ”

"In the harem of the imperial court, anything that makes the emperor's sacred heart unhappy is not an idle matter, and our family has to take care of it. The county lord lives happily with her husband outside the palace all the year round, and does not walk around the palace all the year round, so she must not know that the name of Queen Jiang is even the sister of the county lord, and Queen Qiu does not dare to mention it easily, let alone say some disrespectful words in front of the palace people. Gonggong Wei smiled skillfully, and pointed at the county lord Qiu with an orchid, "The county lord is making trouble in Queen Jiang's bedroom in the middle of the night, if the emperor knows about it, I'm afraid even Queen Qiu will be affected." ”

Lord Qiu pursed his lips unconvinced, and pointed to Jingmo in the palace gate: "Father-in-law Wei doesn't have to scare me, this slut doesn't know what means he used to hide here, if I bring him to the emperor, I may receive a reward or be punished!" ”

Hua Thirteen took out Yin Chenglian's token and said-for-tat: "She is a person from His Royal Highness Cheng, and she is here to do things on the orders of His Royal Highness Cheng." His Royal Highness led his troops south, toiled outside, and sent his family to his mother's dormitory, and the county lord felt that the emperor, as His Royal Highness's father, would he blame the county lord for his bad intentions or would he blame His Highness? ”

The county lord Qiu glanced at the token as if it were fake, and suddenly most of his arrogance was extinguished, and when he hesitated, Gonggong Wei stepped forward with a smile on his face, waved his sleeves, and signaled the guards brought by the county lord to disperse quickly. In the blink of an eye, only Lord Qiu was left.

"It's rare for the county lord to enter the palace once, and he should also accompany the queen's mother, who has been angry with the little prince who has become more and more stubborn recently." Father-in-law Wei smiled and congratulated, and then whispered, "The county lord has a deep affection for the county horse, and everyone knows it. But our family kindly reminds us that the way of husband and wife is to play a game between two, not one to be a pawn of the other. ”

Lord Qiu was stunned suddenly, sneered and left angrily. And Fang Cai's words and paintings were faintly heard in his ears, and he was quite impressed by this Wei father-in-law.

When Grandpa Wei turned around, his face was gloomy, Fang Cai's smile faded away, and he stared at Hua Thirteen with his loose and drooping eyelids: "Confused!" Licentious! Our family really didn't expect that you seem to be a steady young man, how dare you do such a bold thing? If the emperor knows, and no matter whether your reason is true or not, even if you have ten heads, it is not enough to cut off! ”

"Father-in-law, I can't help it. Zhou Rong covered the sky with one hand in the painting garden, and I could only find the safest place in the palace to hide people. Thirteen explained.

"And the Tibetans! This little hoof, I'm afraid you want to hide Jiaojiao in the golden house! I can deceive Tianyu, and I want to deceive our family! Gonggong Wei glanced at Jingmo and urged angrily, "Come out!" What's going on? It's addictive to live in Queen Jiang's bedroom, right? ”

Jingmo glanced at Hua Thirteen, and Hua Thirteen stretched out his hand to her: "Don't be afraid." Tomorrow is the second game. ”

Father-in-law Wei rolled his eyes at the two of them: "Our family has already told you, if there is anything that needs help, just inform our family." What's the matter, don't believe in our family? Or do you dislike our family? ”

"No, no, my father-in-law misunderstood. I just thought that if I could figure out such a trivial matter, I wouldn't bother my father-in-law. Hua Thirteen saw that although Gonggong Wei didn't have many good words and good faces, he really wanted to help him.

Looking at Hua Thirteen's serious explanation, Wei Gonggong suddenly raised his hand and touched Hua Thirteen's cheek quite lovingly, and Hua Thirteen jumped back in fright.

Father-in-law Wei crossed his orchid fingers to hide his face and giggled and bent over: "What a pleasing young man!" Alright, let's go with us tonight! ”

Jingmo frowned, clasped the palm of the painting thirteen, and said vigilantly: "Thank you father-in-law for your kindness, but the thirteen entering the palace is a painting, not coming... Come ......"

"You want to say you're not here to accompany our family, are you?" Gonggong Wei glanced at Jingmo and snorted, "As the saying goes, there are many dreams at night. On this last night, our family will not take you in, with your two abilities, will you be able to see the sun tomorrow alive? Little brother, will you go with us? ”

Hearing this, Hua Thirteen got goosebumps and fell to the ground, he thought about it, and his words made sense, so he took Jingmo and went with Grandpa Wei.

As the first chief eunuch of the inner court, the mansion in the palace is no less luxurious and rich than any favored concubine. Painting Thirteen and Jingmo were stunned for a moment, and Grandpa Wei chuckled, but the delicate hands with orchid fingers unconsciously climbed onto the shoulders of Painting Thirteen: "You live in the wing room outside the corridor." ”

Hua Thirteen hurriedly dodged sideways, and laughed awkwardly: "Thank you, thank you, Grandpa Wei." ”

Gonggong Wei looked at the figure of Hua Thirteen from top to bottom with a glittering look in his eyes, and suddenly turned his head to Jingmo: "You little girl, what time is this, why don't you go back to the room to take a bath and sleep?" ”

Jingmo awe-inspiring jumped in front of Hua Thirteen: "My father-in-law also rested early, and I took my Thirteen Lang back to the room first!" ”

"Yo, this stubbornness is really a fight with Tianyu!" Gonggong Wei's red lips pursed lightly, and he looked at the thirteenth painting, "I guess, tomorrow the palace test, the little brother still has a lot to pay attention to, maybe, he has to ask our family to help." We're going to talk about things, what are you doing here, little hoof? ”

"You, men?" Jing Mo glanced up and down at Grandpa Wei, and pursed his lips vigilantly. Grandpa Wei turned sideways and replied with a contemptuous laugh.

Painting Thirteen stared at the unfathomable looking human spirit in front of him: "Jingmo, you go and rest first." I do have something to ask for Grandpa Wei. ”

"But he ......" Jingmo still wanted to say something, but he was suppressed by the determined and serious gaze of the thirteenth painter, so he had to go back to the room silently.

Gonggong Wei pointed to Jingmo's back and said with a smile: "The figure, it's really not much better than Tianyu, and the appearance is not as beautiful as the ladies in the palace, but the point of 'empathy, knowledge, and interest' is in the hands of you men!" ”

Hua Thirteen didn't talk to him directly, but just pleaded with himself: "Father-in-law Wei, I have something to ask for." The ink used in the painting in front of the palace hall has always been prepared by the Hanlin Painting Garden, but I suspect that Zhou Rong will take this opportunity to poison me, so I want to ask you to do me a favor. ”

While listening, Gonggong Wei pulled Hua Thirteen to sit on the soft couch, and in a blink of an eye, he took off only one layer of underwear, kicked off his boots and put his bare feet in Hua Thirteen's arms, and asked with a confused look: "Poisoned?" Zhou Rong, that ugly thing, wants to make trouble, doesn't he? How do you think I can help you? ”

Hua Thirteen swallowed his throat, carefully removed Wei Gonggong's legs in his arms, and whispered a few words. Gonggong Wei nodded in agreement, but put his legs in front of Hua Thirteen again, but this time, he lifted his pants high.

Hua Thirteen was about to get up to say goodbye, but in his lower eyes, he caught a glimpse of a row of small characters engraved on the inside of Wei Gonggong's legs. Gonggong Wei seemed to notice it, and immediately withdrew his amorous dancing legs, and sneered: "I hate it." ”

Painting Thirteen had no time to care about anything else, and his mind was like being struck by a thunderbolt from a sunny day, because he had seen this row of small characters more than once: Accept the Hanshi, and the sky is lacking.