Chapter 119: The Rise of the Wind Lan

After Gu Lingge figured it out, he just lightly took out a bronze-colored object from his arms. The object is square, a square piece of bamboo, but it is painted bronze. There is nothing written on it, not even a sign that indicates the belongings, it couldn't be simpler.

"What is this?" Qing Ruifan sat upright. The things that can come out of Gu Lingge's arms are not ordinary, even if it is a piece of paper and a thread, it is the same reason. Qing Ruifan once deeply realized that he thought it was a simple painting, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but the next moment he deeply felt why Lixia's eyes were so strange at that time. There were small holes in my hands, but when I looked at them again, I found that the paintings were all full of needles.

"Well, this is the defense force of the entire Fenglan Palace that is represented." Gu Lingge's vigilance has never been on the surface, everything is done in secret, which is good for everyone. But Qing Ruifan actually didn't notice it. He only knew that he had set up people in Fenglan Palace, and he regularly reported Gu Lingge's movements every day, but he didn't know that Gu Lingge would also put down eyeliner in the place where he lived.

"And the entire Yongyuan Palace." Gu Lingge's next words made the corners of Qing Ruifan's eyebrows jump. No one has ever been bold enough to dare to ambush in the Yongyuan Palace. It is true that the Imperial City is the place of heaven, and the Yongyuan Hall is the core lifeblood of the entire Imperial City. If the life of the Son of Heaven hangs, how can the country be so beautiful?

"Don't worry, I don't mean to hurt you." It is estimated that Qing Ruifan's surprise and distrust inadvertently revealed made Gu Lingge look at it squarely. The warmth in her eyes froze, and the bronze bamboo pieces were already in the palm of her hand, and she didn't seem to move anymore.

"Shadow Rui." Gu Lingge raised his voice, raised his neck with graceful lines, and his refreshing and slightly cold voice permeated the hall. Someone jumped down from the beam, lowered his head, clenched the hilt of the saber with both hands and stood in front of his chest, and ran towards Gu Lingge with small steps.

"Master." The voice was low, his head was raised, and he had an ordinary face, Qing Ruifan didn't care too much about the scars on the faces of others, and Gu Lingge's face didn't look bad, after all, he was the one he raised.

"Since Ming'er, you have been under the name of the emperor's dragon guard, and no matter what happens in the future, the emperor will arrange it, and you don't have to obey this seat anymore. Do you understand? "Every word of Gu Lingge carries an innate momentum, and every syllable is unquestionably firm. Qing Ruifan looked at Gu Lingge at this time, and every cent on her face was the pride of the only one in the sky and on the ground.

"So, where does the shadow book come from?" Ying Rui's face didn't change when he heard the news, but he remembered another question, Gu Lingge has always been their master, and it doesn't matter if he has a credential or not, but now that he said that he wants to transfer power, where should the shadow book as their life certificate be returned has become the focus.

The shadow book is a kind of tool for Gu Lingge to order the shadow guard. The shapes are strange, and what it looks like is completely based on Gu Lingge's mood at the time, but because Gu Lingge is painting the shape and supervising the producer, it is unique in the world. Gu Lingge had already said when he stood in front of Yingrui and them with the bamboo shadow book, no matter what time it was, seeing the shadow book was equivalent to seeing Gu Lingge, and the subsequent charge was still based on this.

"Shadow book, this seat will be kept for the time being, and you just listen to the emperor's orders." Gu Lingge's plan just now should be different from what he is now, so his explanation at this time sounded a little pale. The shadow book was still in Gu Lingge's hand, and what she said was indeed a little unconvincing.

Ying Rui is the kind of person who will never ask about things that are not part of his mission, and many times all he asks for is an explanation, and of course he will keep his mouth shut when he gets it. Gu Lingge nodded, Ying Rui took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms, spread it flat on the ground in front of Gu Lingge, and then walked away quietly.

"Ying Rui is the leader of so many people in this palace, you can just call him if there is something." The reason why Gu Lingge was selected by Ying Rui back then was his loyalty and not much to say. Qing Ruifan's performance in front of her, on the whole, was enough for her to withdraw Ying Rui and them, but Gu Lingge thought of it when he just remembered this stubble.

When she asked Ying Rui and them to just monitor and do nothing, Qing Ruifan was assassinated once, although he finally ran to the Imperial Garden to save his life, but at that time, if Ying Rui and they helped, it should not be so embarrassing. Anyway, she has already passed the time limit for inspecting Qing Ruifan now, so she almost has it.

"Ah Zhi, the shadow book ......" Qing Ruifan looked at Gu Ling's singer pinching the bamboo piece and felt a little embarrassed, so he still wanted to mention it.

"It's not for you." Unexpectedly, Gu Lingge sternly refused, then stood up, released the force in his hand, and the quilt slid down without warning. The cold air was like a beast that had found the right entrance, roaring and tearing apart Gu Lingge's body, pouring cold air into her chest one by one, dull and sensitive.

"I'm back at Fenglan Palace." This was not a whim of Gu Lingge. Anyway, it's night, she just doesn't have to hide anything, and no one finds out when she walks back to Fenglan Palace. Qing Ruifan also stood up, not understanding what he had just done to make Gu Lingge so angry.

What he cared about was not the loss of a simple shadow book, but the sudden anger on Gu Lingge's body. I was confused and didn't know what I had done wrong, and then the person left.

However, it is good that she is back. The days to come are still so long, and he and she have time to take their time.

When Gu Lingge entered the Fenglan Palace, the maid guarding the door fell asleep gently leaning on the door frame, with a circle of white fluff on her neck, and her round little face was blown a little cracked in the cold wind of deep winter. There was a small low chair in the corner of the door, which was used for them to rest.

Gu Lingge didn't think about waking up the palace maid, so he moved the place gently, took a few steps back to run, and then climbed over the wall to get in. The walls of Fenglan Palace are not high, and Gu Lingge has no pressure.

The palace is still furnished. After entering the gate, there are bonsai on both sides of the stone path, and because the solar term has passed, although it is an evergreen tree, there is still a situation of falling leaves. The door of the main hall was tightly closed, and through the window, there was only a faint candle inside, which should have been opened for the palace maid who was keeping vigil.

Gu Lingge gently pushed the door, and the squeaky sound was still a little noisy in the middle of the night. When Gu Lingge entered the door, there was already an earth dragon in the house, and the heat from the fine golden silk charcoal was really much warmer than outside. Everything in the room was still in place. Including a half-man-high pillar she had placed at the door, on which was placed a plate for her to put some insignificant knick-knacks, which was still there, and the things on it were the soup women she had placed on it when she was about to leave.

Gu Lingge's favorite painting that once made Qing Ruifan's hands ache is still placed in the most conspicuous place, and she will have a great sense of irritability when she wakes up in the winter morning, so she should try to put some fragile things next to the bed to wake up. At that time, the porcelain and clay pots that had been placed horizontally were there, giving her the illusion that she had just gone out for a while and had not stayed overnight.

It should be hard for Lixia to maintain these. Although she is a thoughtful person, most of Gu Lingge's hobbies are how happy she is, and sometimes she can't even remember where she threw things away, and it is really hard for Lixia to be able to restore it so accurately.

"Master." A voice sounded behind him, Gu Lingge turned around as if he was frightened, Li Xia wrapped himself in a lotus-colored ferret velvet cloak, and his hair was smooth and draped down, like a silky satin. She was wearing a silk middle coat, and an orchid was embroidered on the sleeves, which made people feel a lot more gentle and bright.

Lixia has always been a gentle person, Gu Lingge will always support her no matter what she wants to do, no matter when she agrees to do it, there are no conditions, even if she finds the conditions, she will be able to achieve what she wants. Lixia has always been, always been a person for Gu Lingge.

She said that she didn't know the beginning of the fate of the two people, and she didn't know why Lixia had to do all kinds of things for Gu Lingge. But Gu Lingge has always been the same, no matter when, as long as someone treats her well, then that person deserves to be treated well by Gu Lingge no matter what.

"Mother, you're finally back." The moment Li Xia saw Gu Lingge, she blinked her eyes several times, and when she finally confirmed that she had not admitted her mistake, the whole person began to run over in a few steps, and then without saying a word, she knelt deeply, and her face was full of joy - fortunately she came back, no matter what happened, fortunately, she was finally back.

"Get up." Gu Lingge looked at Li Xia, a little unsure of what he could say. Lixia is not her big palace maid now, but Qing Ruifan's noble concubine. Many times she can't be the same as before, the gears of things are already changing, and Gu Lingge feels very embarrassed now.

"Mother." Lixia felt very tired when these two words came out. She didn't feel hard when she went out of the palace gate alone and was coldly spoken to by the concubines before, and she didn't feel scared when she stood in the empty hall and was angry at Qing Ruifan, even when she did so many things along the way, she never felt hard, but now when she saw Gu Lingge, the whole person was almost paralyzed.

Gu Lingge saw the gray and hard work in the depths of Lixia's eyes, she squatted down and stretched out her hands to hold this person in her arms. I'm a poor and hard-working palace maid, and it's really hard. The temperatures of the two people overlapped, and Gu Lingge suddenly felt the coolness on his shoulders, as if something had come out.