"Who are you?" Ye Zhao calmly spit out the words, "What are you going to do?" ”

The boy's movements stiffened slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he moved the blade away slightly, and his voice was still hoarse and cold: "You don't need to know this, get out if you don't want to die." ”

Oh?

Suddenly moved some blades, could it be an acquaintance?

Ye Zhao held the knobby hand, the slightly cool fingertips crossed the back of his hand, and felt the young man's body behind him become stiff, she hooked her lips and smiled, and easily took the dagger.

She tossed the dagger aside, turned around, hooked the young man's neck, and stepped forward.

The light in the room was dim, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the faces of the people in front of her.

A very delicate young man's face, with good facial features, but his skin is black, but it does not hinder his beauty, but gives people a different feeling.

- didn't match the face of the person she remembered.

Not Lu Zhizhou.

Her eyes were dark, and the young man opposite was a little unsure.

Master ...... You don't recognize it, do you?

He never thought that he would meet Shizun so coincidentally.

Originally, he just wanted to kick people out, so he continued to heal in the room, but he didn't expect that this person was Ye Zhao.

How could the master leave the Imperial Spirit Gate......

Lu Zhizhou's breathing was slightly tight, looking at the girl's close face, the Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Tsk." Ye Zhao grabbed his neck with one hand and narrowed his eyes, "You are very bold, you want to be the one who licks blood on the tip of the knife in the past, right?" ”

"I ......"

Cold sweat broke out on the boy's forehead, and before he could come up with a reasonable explanation, the girl suddenly let go of her hand, and her slender fingertips suddenly ran down his neck, gently across his Adam's apple, and then down, and finally on the placket of his clothes......

In this case, if you go any further, won't you have to untie your clothes?

Lu Zhizhou's eyes dodged, and he looked away with difficulty, and his expression remained unchanged: "This girl, please respect yourself!" ”

Ye Zhao smiled and pushed him in the chest, pushing the man against the door panel, and the other hand against his head.

"You're blushing?"

She smiled lightly and stepped forward, her lips pressed against his Adam's apple, her breath sprayed on his neck, and the slightly itchy touch made him stunned for a while.

"Your heart is beating so fast, is it scared, or is it ......" she looked up, her eyes sparkling, "Do you like it?" ”

Lu Zhizhou pursed his thin lips, strongly concealing his flustery and ...... Inexplicable delight.

Ye Zhao stared at him for a long time, but he never saw any clues, and then gave up that idea.

I don't know why......

Why does she think that this black briquette and Lu Zhizhou are the same person?

"Get out." Ye Zhao's face was slightly cold, and he took a few steps back, "While the deity has not changed his mind, get out of the deity's sight now." ”

Lu Zhizhou was relieved, but he couldn't help but feel lost in his heart.

But he really can't stay here anymore.

He lifted the curtain and jumped out of the window.

The young man's long figure gradually disappeared from sight, and Ye Zhao raised her hand, revealing a faint silver thread on her hand, which extended from her wrist and through the window, connecting with the boy in the distance.

This person is full of suspicions, and Ye Zhao naturally won't let him leave like this.

Xiao Er knocked on the door at this time, Ye Zhao opened the door, and watched Xiao Er bring in all kinds of refreshments.

Ye Zhao waved his hand: "It's okay, you can step down." ”

Xiao Er answered and hurriedly retreated.

After he left, Ye Zhao simply didn't close the door, and after a while, the storyteller's impassioned voice came from downstairs.

She sat still, listening to the storyteller's slightly exaggerated story, a little sleepy.

When he heard the storyteller end the story, Ye Zhao got up and walked downstairs.

"Shopkeeper, can you storytellers tell stories?" Ye Zhao walked downstairs and dropped a bag of broken silver on the table, "The price is negotiable." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up: "Eh, okay, wait a minute!" ”

He weighed the weight of the money bag, and his heart became more and more joyful, and he took the storyteller and led Ye Zhao up to the private room on the third floor.

"Miss Ben likes to listen quietly." Ye Zhao threw down another tael of silver, and raised his head pretending to be domineering, "Understand?"

The shopkeeper responded again and again: "No problem, no problem, girl, listen slowly!" ”

He hurriedly vacated an entire third-floor box for the night shower storyteller, and before leaving, he still had a flattering smile on his face.

The storyteller was a little cramped: "Girl, what story do you want to hear?"

"I heard that Princess Liuli is pregnant, why is that?" Ye Zhao squinted, leaning back on the chair as if casually, supporting his head with one hand.

She smiled casually: "Miss Ben heard that this matter came from your teahouse?" Tell Miss Ben a brief story, and when Miss Ben is happy, she may be able to reward you with some broken silver. ”

The storyteller rubbed his hands and hurriedly said, "You can ask the right person, this matter is what I heard from an insider!" That Liuli princess, who fell in love with the prince of Pingyang Houfu, and the two of them had a secret knot! ”

The son of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion?

Isn't it just a?

"How can I say this, Miss Ben can remember that there are already wives and several concubines in the backyard of the prince of Pingyang Hou Mansion, Princess Liuli is the most favored princess of the saint, how can she be with the prince of Pingyang Hou Mansion?"

Ye Zhao was interested: "You can elaborate more." ”

The storyteller smiled mysteriously: "These two people, they met at the palace banquet, the prince of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion is a master of love, and Princess Liuli is just beginning to fall in love, how can she resist the teasing of this prince?"

This story lacks authenticity, but with the temperament of Princess Liuli, she is pregnant again......

Even if the backyard of the prince of Pingyang Marquis Mansion already has a wife and concubine, it should be to let the prince dismiss the backyard and marry her as a wife, not to ask Emperor Yuanwu for marriage to her and Lu Zhizhou at the palace banquet.

Ye Zhao came back to his senses: "Miss Ben wants to know, who is this insider in your mouth?"

The storyteller showed an embarrassed expression, and Ye Zhao directly threw him a hundred taels of silver tickets.

He immediately smiled: "Actually, the little one doesn't know who he is, the man is wearing a cloak, but when he left, the little one saw the jade pendant hanging on his body, it was from the General's Mansion!" ”

The people of the General's Palace?

What does this have to do with the General's Mansion?

A mist gathered in Ye Zhao's eyes, but he didn't ask again, and was just about to let the storyteller leave, but he heard a brutal female voice outside the door-

"Who occupies the usual box in the main palace?!"

The girl's voice revealed unhappiness: "You spread the rumors of Princess Liuli, this palace can ignore it, but this palace often hears about the box of books, how can you let others listen to it?!" ”

This tone ......

As soon as Ye Zhao heard it, he knew that this person was the princess of Chang'an under the knee of Xue Guifei, who was currently the most favored in the palace.

This princess is notoriously brainless, and was grounded at a palace banquet a few days ago for inappropriate remarks.

- Otherwise, she wouldn't have said in front of everyone that it didn't matter if she spread the rumors of her eldest sister.

I really don't even want to pretend to be polite on the surface.

Ye Zhao wanted to get up and leave, but he didn't think about it, Princess Chang'an directly pushed open the door, and scolded fiercely: "This palace wants to see who occupies the box of this palace!" ”