It has been more than half a month since I came to Prince Gong's mansion, and I thought about it again and again, I am not sure enough to kill Dongfang Sheng, so let's try it first, whether Dongfang Sheng doesn't care as much as he sees it every day.

The moonlight is bright and the breeze is gentle. Tonight it was the turn of the chill on duty, and the autumn snow had already gone to rest. Dongfang Sheng didn't seem to be sleepy, reading a book in the candlelight, reclining on the soft couch, holding his forehead with his left hand casually, and holding the scroll with his right hand, as if he was reading with relish. A crescent white robe is worn on the body, coupled with this wanton appearance, it is really handsome.

Hanxin stood quietly aside, and from time to time he picked up scissors and cut the burned candle core, and the room was bright again. The room was eerily quiet, and the chill seemed to hear only his own heartbeat and breathing.

Dongfang Sheng suddenly said: "Go and make me a cup of tea!" ”

"No."

After a while, Han Xin walked into Bixiao Pavilion again with a plate of snacks and a cup of tea. Dongfang Sheng still maintained his original posture, and looked over slightly when he saw Han Xin coming in. Hanxin put down the tray, handed the teacup to Dongfang Sheng, and said, "Childe, please drink tea." ”

Dongfang Sheng stretched out his hand to take the tea cup, held it in his hand, picked up the lid of the cup and smelled it, but he didn't drink it, but put it aside casually, and said, "The cold tea art still needs to be learned." ”

Hanxin was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly replied: "Thank you Gongzi for reminding me, Hanxin will learn more in the future." At this time, the cold heart was a little more vigilant about this Dongfang Sheng, she put poison in this clear tea, this medicine is colorless, slightly fragrant, and the freshly brewed tea together, the taste will be covered by the tea fragrance, can't smell, is this Dongfang Sheng still smelling? If it really smells out, it means that this Dongfang Sheng is already a first-class master. Only such a master has an overly ordinary sense of smell and hearing. I was thinking about it, fortunately I didn't do it in a hurry, if I did it tonight, I am afraid that I would have already been in a different place at this time.

Seeing that Han Xin was slightly distracted, Dongfang Sheng said: "Tomorrow, I will go to the royal hunting ground to hunt, and you follow me." The tone of affirmation was not tinged with a hint of questioning.

"No."

"Serve me to rest, I'm sleepy." Dongfang Sheng said, got up, and walked into the bedroom. Hanxin followed him and walked in. When he walked to Dongfang Sheng's side, he saw that he had raised his arm, and Hanxin carefully went to untie Dongfang Sheng's belt, because he was petite and his arms were a little short, Hanxin would lean close to his side to untie the belt, and a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers filled his nose, which smelled particularly good, this was the smell of Dongfang Sheng's body, Hanxin was stunned, quickly untied his belt, put it aside, and then reached out to take off Dongfang Sheng's outer coat.

Dongfang Sheng went to bed, put out the candle in the cold, and withdrew. The faint smell in the snort lingered and lingered on the side.

Early the next morning, Hanxin came to Bixiao Pavilion, Dongfang Sheng was ready, glanced at Hanxin, and saw that Hanxin was still wearing the maid's clothes of the palace, a gray coarse cloth dress, and suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and said: "Butler, bring the clothes prepared for Hanxin." As soon as the words fell, Steward Fu walked over with a white silk robe, handed it to Han Xin, and said, "Han Xin, this is what the son ordered you to make, go and change it on!" ”

Hanxin stretched out his hand to take the clothes and glanced at Dongfang Sheng, only to see Dongfang Sheng's deep eyes looking at her, and there was no emotion in his eyes. Then he turned around and went to change his clothes.

When I went back to the room, I picked up my clothes and put them on my body, which turned out to be quite suitable, as if they were tailor-made for her. The cold heart of the body grows very fast, although only twelve years old, in the same age is considered to be tall, due to long-term exercise, insufficient nutrition, the body is thin, shriveled.

After a while, I saw a white figure come to the hall, the clothes fluttered, the body was light, the face was beautiful and elegant, the facial features did not seem to be unfolded, a little more childish, only a pair of eyes as clear as a spring.

Dongfang Sheng saw the cold heart coming over, nodded, very satisfied, and walked out, followed by cold heart. There is already a fiery red horse at the entrance of the palace, with a sturdy body and a long flying mane, which is the best among the horses at a glance, which should be Dongfang Sheng's Feiyun Cong.

Coming to the gate, Dongfang Sheng turned around and said, "Do you know how to ride a horse?" ”

Coldly said hesitantly: "I know a little, but I am not familiar with it." ”

Dongfang Sheng immediately ordered: "Prepare a horse for Hanxin." A moment later, the guard brought another horse. Dongfang Sheng flew up, rode steadily on the horse, pulled up the reins, and his neat movements made many maids full of admiration.

Hanxin also slowly climbed on the horse's back, and slipped down several times in the middle, causing the guards and maids on the side to laugh softly, as if they had finally climbed on the horse's back after a lot of hardship, and before they could sit down, the horse began to go, and was so frightened that Hanxin leaned forward and leaned back, and there was a burst of ridicule. Finally caught up with Dongfang Sheng's pace, and Hanxin rode on his horse and followed cautiously. Behind them, there were several personal guards.

Suddenly, a sentence came from the air, "Your equestrian skills are really bad, if you are seen by others, it will not be a shame for me to be a dignified maid of Dongfang Sheng like this." ”

As soon as the words fell, before the cold heart reacted, the horse under the crotch seemed to be frightened, and rushed out like a sharp arrow, the cold heart instinctively tightened the reins, but after thinking about it, let go of the hand, the body was turned upside down on the horse, as if to roll down, suddenly the waist tightened, a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers surrounded him, and he leaned on a strong chest behind his back, and his ears came: "Tighten the reins, clamp the horse's body with both feet, crawl slightly, and look ahead." ”

Han Xin's body was stunned, although he was not young in his previous life, he had never been so close to a man, and now he was leaning on such an ambiguous posture in Dongfang Sheng's arms, which made Han Xin, a killer who had been trained for many years, a little panicked, his heart beat faster, and he didn't hear clearly what the voice was in his ears just now.

Dongfang Sheng seemed to notice the stiffness of Hanxin's body, and laughed lightly: "Hanxin, you have to be serious when studying, I never teach people easily." ”

A joke made the chill return to the state, and readjusted according to the riding posture of Dongfang Sheng just now. Dongfang Sheng saw that Hanxin reacted quickly, jumped up, and returned to his horse, Hanxin only felt that his back was empty, the scorching temperature was long gone, and there was a little strangeness in his heart.

In this way, several groups of horses galloped forward, dusty and roaring.

Half an hour later, he finally came to the royal hunting ground of the Holy Heaven.