Qi Wei also couldn't believe that Linlang actually killed the cat with her own hands, she had only heard of all kinds of bad behaviors of this unruly princess before, and when she saw it with her own eyes, she was also embarrassed, how could a beautiful woman be born so vicious?

Her hands were full of hot blood, and the dead thing covered in blood on the ground was so shocking, Linlang throbbed suddenly, knowing what she had just done, she took a step back in a panic, and the two maids behind her were also frightened, and they didn't dare to help her, she sneered, "Who made it a beast that eats inside and out, I raised her for nothing, it doesn't even know its own master, shouldn't it die?"

Qin Xiaoyu looked at the cat on the ground that was originally clean and alive and couldn't move anymore, and felt uncomfortable and sad in her heart, after all, it was she who angered Linlang and harmed it.

"Princess, didn't you brave the rain to look for it all over the palace?

Qin Xiaoyu muttered, walking towards the red and white cat on the ground, Linlang was shocked again when she heard her words, her face was even whiter, looking at Xue'er who was killed by her, its green eyes opened wide as if she was dead, she took a step back again, remembering that Xue'er was only a little older when she was carried, and she was so fat and round by her careful care, and remembered that it was also naughty and cute when it often jumped on her lap and was intimate with her, she actually looked at the purpose of coming, and killed it with her own hands, yes, she killed the cat she raised with her own hands, no wonder those two maids were so afraid of her。

Qi Wei looked at Linlang who pursed her lips tightly, and he thought again, she also regretted it at the moment, otherwise why would he see some wet red in her eyes?

Everyone watched Qin Xiaoyu squat down, stroking the cat's open eyes, and whispered, "After all, I can't stand you, I will bury you well." Thinking of Xiao Dezi who died because of her, all of a sudden, the guilt surged like a frenzy, and the wetness in his eyes flooded again.

Murong Yan glanced at Qin Xiaoyu lightly, and when he looked at Linlang again, his eyes were dark, "Linlang, you don't change your original intention, have you forgotten?"

Linlang's heart was twisted, and she didn't dare to look at the emperor's eyes, her imperial brother was not only referring to this cat, but also others, such as Ning Xiang and Fifth Brother...... Her original intention has long been forgotten, when she was still a little old child, she abandoned her biological mother and brothers and sisters, and the moment she threw herself into the arms of the Queen Mother, she forgot and lost.

"Go over there and kneel, you should reflect on yourself. ”

Murong Yan's voice was as cold as frost, what is the emperor, not angry and self-assured, Jiao Linlang was so shocked that tears soared all of a sudden, she pinched her hands that were full of blood and sticky, and then forgot about the dead thing on the ground, stiffened her body and slowly turned around, slowly walked out of the pavilion, knelt down in front of the dead cat in the pavilion, there was still stagnant water on the ground, and when she knelt, the stagnant water rose and sprinkled her dirty face.

When did the queen mother's favorite youngest daughter receive such treatment? The culprit was Qin Xiaoyu, and she also caused her to kill her own pet. The bloody hand swept the sewage on his face hard, the smell of rust was disgusting, and he stared at the stiff mass not far away, and his silver teeth rattled. It would be nice if it was Qin Xiaoyu who died.

Originally, the rain was getting lighter, but now it was getting heavier again, like a punishment for the princess whose hands were covered in blood.

The maid was stunned for a moment, thought about it and carried the umbrella over, and just as she was about to hold it up to the top of Linlang's head, the Pope shouted, "If she doesn't get some water in her brain, can she be sober?"

Wang Zhongren thought to himself that it was time to teach this unruly and willful Linlang some lessons, and dared to be presumptuous in front of the emperor, and the blood splashed all over the ground stained the emperor's eyes.

Although it was summer, but the heavy rain was pouring, and it was very cold to fall like this, she knelt in the rain and shivered slightly, sniffing her nose gently, and the intersection of tears and rain had long been indistinguishable. Watching her being punished, she should be happy, Linlang didn't provoke him, but Qi Wei somehow couldn't be happy, and she had a trace of sympathy for her, after all, she was a princess, and she was also arrogant, she just cried when she was punished, and she didn't beg the emperor for forgiveness.

The emperor bent down and helped Qin Xiaoyu up, Qin Xiaoyu immediately jumped away as if he was fleeing, and gave him a salute, he smiled, and there was a lot of scheming in his eyes, "What, don't you continue to pretend?"

Cold sweat kept breaking out on Qin Xiaoyu's forehead, it turned out that this person knew that she was pretending to be drunk.

She replied with a smile, "Your Majesty, the slave really drank too much today, and Fang Cai was really drunk and hazy, so he couldn't recognize you and the princess, and he offended him between his words, and I hope the emperor will forgive me." ”

"Then you're really drunk. ”

His voice was cold, but there was still a hint of stagnation in his slightly gloomy eyes, which Qin Xiaoyu didn't want to see very much, as if he could pounce anytime and anywhere, she wrung her eyebrows, looked at the dead cat on the ground, and took the opportunity to interrupt, "Your Majesty, can that cat be handed over to the slave to deal with?"

"What's there to fiddle with a dead thing? Accompany me to the Qianqing Palace to drink, okay?" He was polite, and asked her opinion, but it was clear that she hadn't answered, but he took her hand, and she saw that her hands were still stained with the blood of a dead cat, "Your Majesty, the slave's hands are dirty." ”

As she spoke, she trembled and wanted to withdraw her hand from his palm, but he said lightly, "Isn't it just some blood, the king of a country, are you still afraid that it won't work?" shook her hand again, and dragged her out of the pavilion like this.

The old eunuch Wang Zhongren quickly followed and gave the two masters umbrellas.

Qin Xiaoyu was very depressed all the way, just like this gloomy weather, not to mention the anger of the eldest sister and Xia Wan'an, the cat that was pleasing to the eye was also indirectly killed by her, and now she is obviously so tired that she doesn't want to walk, and she was forced by the emperor to go to the Qianqing Palace to drink.

She sighed to herself, this life as a eunuch is really bloody and not easy.

Wang Zhongren saw Qin Xiaoyu's sad face, and snorted in his heart, this little eunuch is cheap and good, should sigh is whether he is good or not, he is a four-grade general manager to give her this milky little eunuch to play an umbrella, how can he not add to the blockage in his heart, but who makes our emperor favor her? He has nowhere to spread his anger.

Murong Yan heard Xiao Yu sigh, turned his face sideways, and saw that the old eunuch had hit the umbrella on himself, wetting most of Qin Xiaoyu's shoulders, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't say anything, but let go of Qin Xiaoyu's hand, which made Xiao Yu breathe a sigh of relief, and finally escaped from this person's shackles.

She saw him turn sideways, and the hand that had just taken her stretched out towards Wang Zhongren, Wang Zhongren glanced at him helplessly, and handed him the oil umbrella in his hand, he said lightly, "Anyway, you are soaked, it is the same whether you play the umbrella or not." ”

Wang Zhongren, who was following behind, nodded submissively, "Yes, Your Majesty." But he didn't think like this in his heart, just now he was holding an umbrella, and he could rub a little, but now that the umbrella is handed over to the emperor, he really has to be drenched into a soup chicken.

The hand holding the oil-paper umbrella went around the back of her neck and stopped at her chest, the umbrella was mostly given to her, but it made his shoulders damp, she tightened her heart, and pushed the umbrella to his side dutifully, but this man was too strong to push it at all, and the rain outside was loud, but his tepid voice was very clear, "You are injured in the left shoulder, and it is not good to be drenched in the rain." ”

If all the previous things were like this pouring rain that wet her heart, and his words were like the softest morning light on a spring morning, shining straight into her heart, warming her dampness and soothing her sorrow.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the feet that were parallel to the man, they were already wet, cold and unconscious, but unexpectedly the hands he had taught him to shake and the shoulders covered by the umbrella were steeply warm.

......

Before Murong Yan left, he gave Qi Wei a look, and he naturally understood that he was asking him to deal with the dead cat thoughtfully.

Qi Wei handed over the cat to his hand and buried it, this palace was already full of bones, not to mention that there was an extra cat.

The spicy and murderous woman outside the pavilion was rarely quiet, kneeling there motionless, a pair of small fists tightly clenched on the side of her clothes, as if resentful, and as if stubbornly resisting the rain.

After all, he was an iron-blooded man, and when he saw the woman being punished like this, he felt a little pity, and he walked out of the pavilion.

Suddenly, the top of his head was clear, no heavy rain fell, and there were more black boots under his eyes, and he raised his blurry and swollen eyes, and the black charcoal-like face crashed into the bottom of his eyes, and he actually picked up the umbrella that fell in the rain and propped it up above his head, for a moment she felt that this piece of black charcoal was not so ugly, but it was only for a moment, and soon her eyes were filled with disgust.

Linlang's fist hanging down his side tightened again, "Get out of here!"

Seeing that her temper has not changed at all, she is still so stubborn and fierce, Qi Wei only feels that hatred is not made of steel, how can the emperor have such a girl?

"If you weren't a woman, who would care about you? The emperor asked you to reflect here, why don't you have a trace of remorse?"

Linlang's pair of Hongye's abnormal eyes turned to Qi Wei fiercely, "I regret it." I knew that I wouldn't have given Qin Xiaoyu to my fifth brother at the beginning, and I knew that I would torture Qin Xiaoyu to death with my own hands, I pulled out her tongue, destroyed her limbs, and stuffed her into an urn to watch her rot little by little, I wanted to teach her to survive and not to die. ”

Her voice was sharp, just like the last moment of the tragic roar of the cat that died in her hands, sparing him as a general who was accustomed to seeing blood, listening to the scenes she described, he was also terrified, his lips were pursed tightly, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed in his dark eyes, and finally said coldly, "Murong Linlang, you are worthy of being the daughter of the Empress Dowager Qin, and your ruthless methods are not inferior to the Empress Dowager." I hope you can continue to be so arrogant, and hopefully, you won't end up like that cat!"

Pinched the umbrella violently, the handle of the umbrella was instantly shattered in his palm, as soon as he let go of his hand, the bright red oil-paper umbrella fluttered and fell in the rain like duckweed, the sharp edge of the umbrella crossed the corner of the woman's eyes, drawing a faint bloodstain, and finally fell to Linlang's feet, the rain flooded her head again, she sneered, "Qi Wei, you dare to call this princess by her name, and I will never spare you!"

Qi Wei looked back, only to see her eyes blood-red, some skin broken at the end of her eyes, blood mixed with rain slowly flowing down her cheeks, his eyebrows twisted suddenly, she seemed to be deprived of her heart by hatred, and she was like a ghost asking for her life.

At a young age, he was so vicious, could it be that he was really afraid of her?

"Murong Linlang, I'm waiting for you!" he let out a low sigh and strode away.

......

Inside the Qianqing Palace.

The desk is burning with sandalwood, white smoke rises, floating and sinking in this damp air, so engraved Qin Xiaoyu's mood, the window is not closed, the rain drifts in, the smoke is swirling, the fragrance is fragrant, and the fragrance of the long-leaf orchid under the window edge is entangled.

Already soaking wet, Wang Zhongren put the clean cloth and clothes in her hand, then retreated, and gave her a heavy and complicated look before leaving, as if telling her that the emperor will hand it over to you, and you will serve the miscellaneous family.

Waiting, waiting...... Her mind is full of the word "waiting", how to serve, where to serve, the more she thinks about it, the more annoying she becomes, she is wiping her hair with a cloth in her hand, and the more she wipes her hair, the more messy it becomes......

"Qin Xiaoyu, have you changed your clothes?"

Only separated by a screen, through the screen, vaguely saw the figure slowly approaching, her heart trembled, the cloth in her hand also fell, she panicked to pick up the cloth on the ground, when she bent down, the person had come to the front, she moved slightly stiff, and then to pick up.

From the top of his hair, the man's warm voice came again, "It's just a piece of cloth, why are your hands shaking so much?

How could she bother the emperor to come up and do this, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't hold back her trembling, and quickly picked up the cloth on the ground, not daring to look at him, she wrapped her hair and rubbed it back and forth.

Something was placed on the table, and she didn't have to look at it, she also knew that it was two jugs of wine, and the lid of the jug was opened, wafting out a mellow aroma of wine, and when she smelled it, she knew that it was ten miles of incense.

Raised, she remembered that not long ago, it was also in this old place that she was drunk by this faint gentleman, and later she hugged him as a chrysanthemum boy. This time, if she gets drunk and talks nonsense again, I'm afraid that she will be killed, and she hasn't found her mother yet, how can she be in a different place?

Just as she was thinking about how to escape, he walked over from across the table, his body was slightly close, and a stream of sandalwood swayed with the breeze outside the window, especially refreshing ironing, this person should have changed into clean clothes, her little heart suddenly contracted, and she heard him say, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

She glanced at the dry clothes on the long case, she bit her lip, and a dry and timid voice came from her throat, "That's the royal clothes, and the slaves don't dare to wear them." She looked out the window uneasily, not daring to look at this person, Xu because of this person's identity, Xu is something else, in short, she didn't dare to look at it.

"The night is long, and I have time for you to change. He moved closer again, a smile of unknown meaning tugging at the corner of his lips, "Why don't you even take care of your hair and teach you to make a mess?"

Before she could recover from the meaning of his previous sentence, his white hand snatched the cloth from her hand, the warm palm covered the top of her slightly wet hair, and the five fingers gently copied into her messy hair like a warm current, and gently combed it with his hand, and then, he thought that it was troublesome to comb his fingers, so he took a wooden comb to comb her hair, she tried her best to refuse, but he shot a look over, and he would tell you what it means to resist ineffectively.

Sitting on the cold chair, it was like sitting on pins and needles, he stood behind her with a long body, the hand holding the comb gently combed, to the bottom of some knots, his other hand carefully pinched the end of the hair, slowly combed through, did not hurt her at all, like a husband who is used to combing his wife's temples.

In this life, no man has ever combed her hair, Murong Yan is the first, and he is gentle and unspeakable.

Xiao Yu forgot to resist, she sat there dumbfounded, motionless, looking at his handsome and plump face, silently enjoying the tenderness of the man who ruled the world to her.

She thought again, how great would it be if Chrysanthemum Dude could comb her hair once, even once?

"Xiao Yu'er, I've never combed anyone's hair, how well do you comb it?"

Qin Xiaoyu was shocked again, turned his head in shock, and opened a pair of eyes in disbelief, as if asking him, really? Why?

She thought that he was skilled in combing his hair, and he must have combed his concubine's hair often to be so good, but it was the first time, and the first time he gave her a eunuch, which was suspected of deceiving people, but why did he lie to her?

He is the emperor, as long as it is the woman he wants, isn't it easy to get it? Qin Nanxin, Yue Jia and the others are all superb women, but they don't seem to be as good as his eyes. She remembered that Yue Jia said that the emperor had never touched her for two years after marrying her, and his relationship with Qin Nanxin was so stiff now.

Could it be that he hasn't met the girl he likes yet?

He's too picky.

Qin Xiaoyu was flattered again, but he could only go with him, he combed her hair, and gently dried it for her, the moonlight was heavier, but the rain was not small, only the sound of rain falling on the windowsill in his ears, but he was speechless, but she vaguely saw a trace of sadness in his deep eyes, the sadness seemed to be indescribable, and it flowed faintly between his eyebrows and eyes, as if carved into a lifetime of wind and frost.

He was missing someone, she thought, and that person must be a woman.

Her brow furrowed until he walked away, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to her, her consciousness pulled back.

It wasn't until later that when she entered the palace in another capacity, she still couldn't forget this time, which was too beautiful and warm, like lying comfortably on the coldest snow day.

"Since you don't want to change your clothes now, then warm up with a glass of wine. ”

The orange warm light fainted on the man's face, and his heavy ink and green silk hung down all over his shoulders, and the wind was scorching, covering the sky and the moon, and her reddish eyes were full of reflections, and it would be difficult for others to come in.

His voice was warm, and he lacked the seriousness of the relationship between the monarchs and ministers, which was really difficult to shirk, so Qin Xiaoyu had to bite the bullet and cooperate with him to have a drink.

This glass of wine immediately caused adverse reactions again, such as the head began to dizzy again, and the body became hotter and hotter......

You must know that she has drunk a lot of wine before, although she has been resting in the pavilion for a long time, and has experienced the incident of Princess Linlang falling cat, her mind is already sober, this ten miles of incense is a strong wine, and if she drinks it again, she is afraid that she will be even more drunk than last time.

I heard that the emperor is not drunk with a thousand cups, and it is really impossible to knock him down before he gets drunk.

If you secretly pour out the wine in the cup while drinking, it is even more impossible, this Huaidi is not good, the eyesight is the best, and he sees it closely, she has no chance to cheat at all.

If she is a martial arts expert, then at least she can use internal force to force the wine out of her body, unfortunately, she is just a half-witted person in martial arts.

While pondering, Murong Yan had already filled her empty cup with wine again, this time he didn't seem to want to get drunk like last time, he wanted to torture her slowly, and she also saw the malicious smile at the corner of his slightly raised eyebrows.

This Huai Di is really bad.

Suddenly, an idea skipped through her mind, she really admired her cleverness, and said with a hippie smile, "Your Majesty, it's boring for us to drink like this, why don't we guess the boxing, and if you lose, you will drink the winner's glass of wine together, okay?"

She thought that the king of a dignified country must rarely play this kind of game, and the more she wins, the less she drinks, at least she will not get drunk and talk nonsense in front of him.

His eyes lit up, and he gladly accepted her proposal, "You have gone to great lengths to make this suggestion, why don't I follow you?"

Qin Xiaoyu trembled again, this person actually saw her through.

She hung her head, and he smiled again, "There are two jugs of wine here." You only get one chance to fight me. If I lose, drink up the two jugs, but if you lose—" he paused slightly, and continued, "drink them all, or strip them naked." ”

The blood on the soles of his feet is surging, and he has a little red face, Emperor Huai, who has suffered a thousand knives, what is the difference between the choices you give me?

As shrewd as he is, how can he not see through her thoughts, his thin lips are shallow, and his dark eyes are full of teasing, "The difference is that you will do it, or I will do it?"

The man who is as gentle as jade, although he is amorous and unrestrained when he talks about this teasing, does not reduce his nobility in the slightest.

Qin Xiaoyu's cheeks became even redder, it turned out that this was Murong Yan's real intention in bringing her to the Qianqing Palace to drink, this man was really too direct, and he didn't understand subtle beauty at all.

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