"Madam, I have a toothache and can't eat sweets Feng Miao hugged the plum bottle and made excuses. Even if she didn't plan to climb the dragon and phoenix in the palace, she didn't want to suffer this dumb loss for no reason.

But she was too small, and she had to protect the cut spring flower, Luo Bingyu took a few steps forward and had already twisted one of her arms. The osmanthus cake forked by the silver hairpin has been shaken off more than half, and only a little dregs are left hanging on it.

"Someone rewards you, don't know what to do." Luo Bingyu's long, pointed nails were already on Feng Miao's neck, pinching out a red mark.

Feng Miao frowned, endured the pain, and refused to let go of the plum bottle with both hands, for fear that she would smash the Empress Dowager's belongings in a panic. When he was anxious and afraid, a cold voice came from behind him, with a little shallow mockery, "Luo Bingyu, others call you Mrs., do you really dare to agree?" Well? The tail note is gently raised, carelessly, but it seems to be in the chest.

When Luo Bingyu heard the sound of melting ice and snow, his whole body was like being struck by lightning, he grabbed Feng Miao's fingers and involuntarily let go. "Lord Deacon......" She bowed down with a smile, put away her arrogant and domineering appearance, and showed a somewhat pitiful expression.

Gao Huan stretched out two fingers, pinched the silver hairpin, and with a slight twitch, he took it out of Luo Bingyu's hand, "You won't even forget how you did to educate the palace maid, right?" Do you really think you're a lady? ”

Feng Miao saw Luo Bingyu's hand clenched in her sleeve, her expression was frightened and frightened, and she was strange in her heart, this woman seemed to be very afraid of Gao Huan. That kind of fear seeped out of her bones, making her whole body tremble uncontrollably, as if Gao Huan could break everything she had earned with a flick of her fingers.

HD Huan raised his hand casually, and the silver hairpin poked into the crack of the bluestone wall brick with a "poof", leaving only a section of the hairpin tail exposed, swaying, "You go back." When Luo Bingyu heard these three words, he hurriedly saluted him as if he had been amnestied, stepped on small steps, and fled back to his Lanfang Palace, and finally did not forget to close the door of the palace "Kara".

Feng Miao's eyes widened and she looked at Gao Huan, and asked in confusion, "What is a nurturing palace maid?" ”

Gao Huan rubbed the corners of his forehead, leaned down to her ear and said, "Raising a palace maid is a special palace maid who teaches the emperor how to be a real man." ”

"Huh?!" Feng Miao heard for the first time that there was such a palace maid, and she seemed to understand whether she understood it or not, and she felt that she shouldn't ask any more. She squinted her crooked eyebrows, inserted the flower branch firmly, turned around and left, "I'm going back, the Empress Dowager should have finished worshipping the Buddha." I also forgot to ask why Luo Bingyu was so afraid of him.

"There is a small road, go to the Fengyi Hall closer, I will send you there." HD Huan tugged at her sleeve and led her into a road she had never walked before, "Go back and change into dry clothes first, don't catch a cold." ”

At the end of the path, Gao Gao Huan took Feng Miao to an arch, "Walk along the stone road, pass the pavilion on the left, and turn a corner to the side door of the Fengyi Palace, remember?" ”

Feng Miao nodded, said goodbye to him with a smile, and walked with the plum bottle in her arms. After a while, I remembered that since I entered the palace, I hadn't seen the young son of heaven, and the empress dowager didn't say when she would be allowed to go home. After a while, I remembered that there was Gao Huan in the palace, after all, he was a familiar person, and the inner courtyard of the deep palace was not so terrible.

She walked a long way, and then remembered to look at the road, on the left and right, are hanging Shu brocade tents of the palace room, the eaves corner hanging golden bells, the wind blows, making a sound of Lingling. Looking at the past from room to room, it's all the same, where is there any gazebo? Feng Miao shrank up, she seemed to ...... Lost.

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