The young man's body is like a ghost, his toes are quickly probed, on the branch of the flower, the other foot is stuck at the junction of the bucket arch, the body swings out of a sleek arc in mid-air, the movement is as smooth as water, and the fallen flower branch is fished back to the b>

The Empress Dowager faintly heard a suspicious sound, and looked back, but there was no one behind her. If the man was still there just now, he could hear a slightly heavy breathing sound from the top of his head at this moment, but the Empress Dowager was just a woman who didn't know kung fu after all, and she left without noticing anything unusual.

Feng Miao and the young man shrank in the shadows cast by the dougong, and did not let go until the surroundings fell into darkness again, and the heart that mentioned the throat and eyes did not let go. Feng Miao's mouth was still covered by the man, she felt that the young man put one hand on her mouth and the other hand on her waist, and suddenly thought of a question, where did he catch the spring flower?

Just as he was thinking, the boy had already jumped off the ground with her in his arms without saying a word. As soon as her head was tilted, the flower branch in her mouth was just inserted into her hair. The fragrance of spring flowers lingered on the top of his head, Feng Miao had never seen such a skill, thinking of the crisis being lifted, he was surprised and forgetful, reached out and put his arm around the young man's neck, pressed to his ear, and said in a void voice, "You are so amazing!" ”

The boy grabbed her wrist and shook it off disdainfully, and with a finger at her throat, a pill was put in her mouth. I don't know what technique the young man used, but when he slapped her on the back, the pill rolled into her stomach, leaving only a slightly sour taste.

"Today's matter, you are not allowed to mention it to anyone," the young man spoke slowly, his voice echoed with a buzzing sound, and he couldn't hear his original timbre, and his cold tone was mixed with contempt and ridicule, not like what a young man should be, "Otherwise, if that poison attack just now, you will die of rotten intestines and broken bones." ”

Feng Miao didn't expect this person to be so moody, thinking that Hengzhu was a death, he didn't even bother to write, and asked angrily and aggrievedly, "If I don't say it, will you be willing to detoxify me?" ”

The young man stroked the back of his hand, there were still the tooth marks she had just bitten out on it, thought for a moment, and said extremely indifferently, "Ten days later, the third watch, still here, see how you perform." ”

"You scoundrel......" Feng Miao recalled the sentence with rotten intestines and broken muscles and bones, and a layer of mist immediately appeared in her eyes. The mist gathered more and more, gradually condensing into two round droplets, crumbling in her smart and beautiful eyes. She longed to curse with the most vicious words in the world, but after thinking about it, she couldn't think of any suitable words, so she could only try to remember the thing she hated the most: "You are simply the green worm you found when you eat rice, and you hate it to death." ”

The boy had hidden all his movements and breaths, and had almost become one with the darkness, his voice slowing down, with a bit of melodious rhyme, "The more you talk, the faster the poison will be." ”

Feng Miao hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, and her actions were a little childish. The boy was pleased with her quietness, and instructed her in words, "Go out along this road, and don't turn back." As long as you are honest and obedient, I can consider giving you an antidote. ”

Feng Miao followed his words, opened the door and walked out quickly. The moment the door opened, the light outlined her slender back. The boy stared at her bright yellow skirt and sneered. This tender yellow fabric, which was presented by the weaving workshop last month, was dyed with only four horses in total, and all of them were presented to the Fengyi Hall. The Empress Dowager felt that the color was too fresh and tender, and it did not match her age, so she gave it to the palace people around her.

There is really no simple and clean person in the palace, and the little girl is clearly the palace maid of the Fengyi Palace.

Running out in one go, Feng Miaocai remembered that there was still a spring flower in the bun, and when she touched it, she saw that the petals had lost their moisture, and a few places were still crumpled and tattered. She quietly turned around, and the door she had just come out of had been tightly closed, looking like an abandoned palace. If it weren't for the sour taste in her mouth, she would almost be suspicious, it was a dream she had.

Not far ahead is the side door of the Fengyi Palace, Feng Miao held the plum bottle, entered the main hall with trepidation, put the plum bottle first, and then folded his hands in front of him, and respectfully knelt down to "The slave is late to pick flowers, please punish the Queen Mother." ”

The woman sitting on the carved beard bed, although she is of high age, is actually only in her early forties. The hair is combed into a neat high bun, the hair accessories and clothes are simple and simple, only a pair of sheep-patterned jade brocade belts around the waist, the workmanship is fine, showing a bit of luxury.

The Empress Dowager is still the same as usual, happy and angry. Probably hasn't recovered from the shock and fear, Feng Miao always feels that today's Empress Dowager makes her particularly afraid. She can imprison Emperor Xianwen in the secret room, or she can end his life with a bowl of medicine, what else does she dare not or can't?

"Feng Miao, you are too presumptuous," Feng Qing stood behind the Empress Dowager, the corners of his mouth turned up proudly, and his eyes flashed, "This is a flower to worship in front of the Buddha, and you picked such a branch back?!" Do you have a grudge against getting up early to pick flowers in the cold weather, so you deliberately perfunctory? ”

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