22, fright under the moon
I couldn't have a good rest this night, and when it was easy to get my son, You'an left Xinlan Courtyard as usual and went to the appointed place to meet Li Dan. Fortunately, the palace is not too strict with the newly selected palace maids, and Xinlan Courtyard is not locked every night like the nobles' bedrooms.
When Li Dan saw her coming, he didn't say a word superfluously, raised his legs and left. You'an couldn't help but slander, saying that it was just pointing the way, and it was really just pointing the way, but she also thought about whether Li Dan would have any clever arrangements. As it turned out, she was overthinking.
The moon was round and large, and Qinghui covered both of them with a layer of silvery hoarfrost, and their hearts beat faster and faster with their steps.
The first few times I fell into danger, but they all came suddenly, and I could only stiffen my neck to meet it without preparation. But this time it was different, I planned what I was going to do, but I was nervous.
Halfway through, You'an finally couldn't help but speak: "Your Highness......"
Li Dan kept walking, and only one word floated over against the wind: "Say!" ”
"That ......," You'an pondered, "the maid is thinking, is what you are going to do at this time considered stealing?" Don't ask for yourself, it's not in line with the courtesy......"
She really can't bear Li Dan's three changes in temperament this day, so she can only try it with etiquette and morality, after all, he has a noble background, and he should always have some shame that is higher than that of Dousheng Xiaomin.
Li Dan's steps stopped suddenly, You'an was still searching his intestines and pondering the words, and he was unexpectedly hitting his back, and a sneering voice came from above his head: "When you don't ask for yourself, isn't it called stealing?" ”
What a sentence that pokes people to death......
But You'an still didn't give up: "Your Highness, the servant just thinks that the risk of this matter is still very big, and the servant is just a small ant in the palace, but it doesn't matter, but if it affects His Highness, wouldn't it be a trouble." There must be many talented people under His Royal Highness, and it is safer to ask them to do it than to be a servant. ”
Li Dan hooked the corners of his mouth, as if he had heard something funny: "It will take three or five years to raise a shadow son alone, not to mention one in a hundred, and you have to slowly change your identity, and the cost of silver money is more than hundreds of thousands." In case of a miss, the gains outweigh the losses. ”
You'an's eyes widened in disbelief, she understood, his secrets were all very expensive, and she was the only one who came for nothing, even if she folded here, she wouldn't feel distressed. She really didn't have much more to say......
There is a small official office in the palace, and the commonly used papers, after being taken out of the treasury, are temporarily stored here for the nobles in the palace to withdraw at any time.
In the dead of night, the lights of this official office have long been turned off and locked, but a small ordinary style of Pisces snap lock is difficult for You'an. She had already prepared a thin bamboo stick, closed her eyes, and poked it a few times, and the lock split in half and fell into her hand.
The surprise that flashed on Li Dan's face made You'an a little proud, lockpicking is the most ordinary skill of a craftsman, and there are many tricks among craftsmen.
You'an stepped forward lightly, she didn't dare to light a candle, she could only use a little faint moonlight, on the small shelf on one side of the row to touch it, relying on the texture of the tentacles, selected a suitable yellow rattan paper, took out a piece and put it in her arms.
never imagined that this would go so smoothly, and the young peace of mind was overjoyed, and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he was so frightened that he almost screamed.
I don't know when a person stood behind him, the light was too dim to see his clothes, only a beautiful face, just exposed in the moonlight, a pair of faint and shining eyes, staring coldly at You'an.
You'an thought that the princes born by Empress Wu had been born very well, but the face in front of her still made her want to admire from the bottom of her heart, just like the moon gods that those orchids often talked about, so that her instinctive first reaction was not that she was discovered, but that she shouldn't have bumped into the fox fairy.
The person on the other side didn't speak, and You'an couldn't speak, she was about to bow her head and go sideways, when the man suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the golden hairpin on top of her head.
Now You'an Ke is in a hurry, there is still Li Dan's Spring Palace embroidery hidden in it, and it is precisely because of its importance that she doesn't feel at ease wherever she puts it, and would rather put it directly on the top of her head.
"This ...... Uh, Lang Jun, that's the maid's personal thing...... If you are short of money, let's discuss......" You'an wanted to reach out and grab it back, but the man touched his body several times in a hurry, and finally raised his hand to pull off the hairpin on the top of his head, and compared it with You'an's stick, and then inserted it back into her head one left and one right.
You'an blinked, and suddenly felt that her heart and eyes were indeed insufficient, what did this mean?
After the man did this, although there were no more superfluous words and movements, the whole person was visibly relaxed.
You'an raised his hand to touch the hairpin, but as soon as his hand moved, the man grabbed his wrist, and there was a hint of impatience in his faint and shining eyes. You'an had no choice but to speak again: "If the servant has any offense, please say it directly." ”
But the man still said nothing, but firmly grasped her wrist, and forbade her hand to reach her head.
The young peace of mind moved, and asked tentatively: "You...... Got a bad throat and couldn't speak? She was still answered by a stagnant pool of silence. She twitched her hand vigorously, but she didn't move: "Can you let go of the servant, the servant promises not to move the things on her head." ”
The man listened to her words, and sure enough, he let go of his hand, and You'an thought a little weakly, what excuse to get out. She knew in her heart that she had taken a piece of paper from the shelf on her left, and when she thought about it, her eyes involuntarily glanced to the left.
Even when she didn't notice this small change, the person on the other side had already taken a step to the right, reached out and took a stack of yellow rattan papers, twisted his fingers, and began to count the numbers, it was the stack that You'an had taken one of them.