That night, a strong wind blew up.

The rain that had been empty for two days began to rain again.

The raindrops hit the window edge, accompanied by gusts of cold wind, and hit the people on the couch.

Zhao Chaoxi shivered coldly, and shrank his cold toes into the depths of the quilt.

The couch leaned against the window, and it seemed that the window could not be opened.

Zhao Chaoxi had to wrap himself in the quilt, slowly straighten his waist, and poked his hand out with a drowsy mood, wanting to close the window.

Cool raindrops fell on the hands and slid down the skin of the wrists, sweeping away the meager heat of body temperature.

Zhao Chaoxi frowned, and felt that he was about to buckle it after feeling the window buckle.

A faint female voice sounded outside the window.

"Miss, leave this kind of thing to Miao Miao."

As soon as Zhao Chaoxi's hand to buckle the window was released, the window sash creaked and returned to its original position.

In front of the originally empty window, I don't know when, there was a person.

"Miss, Miao Miao is back."

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At the same time, inside the Xuanyuan Palace.

Zhao Qingwei was playing a game, and sitting opposite him was the most honorable person in the entire Great Yan, Yanhuang Xuanyuan Jing.

"Zhao Qing, did he do what you said that day?"

Xuanyuan Jing rubbed the white chess piece in his hand, although his eyes were staring at the chessboard, his eyes had already wandered.

Zhao Qingwei didn't answer, he gently glanced at Xuanyuan Jing, whose eyebrows were gloomy, and changed the topic, "Your Majesty, this chess has been played for two nights. ”

yes, two nights.

In the past two days, the army of the whole city went out to look for those famous sons and nobles who were robbed, but none of them were found, and in all kinds of embarrassment, the royal family came out to the Jianghu organization Chang Ming Pavilion to offer a reward, but Chang Ming Pavilion refused.

There is no one in this world who Chang Mingge can't kill, and there is no one who can't be found, except for the old immortal.

Something that has something to do with the old immortal, Chang Mingge is unwilling to touch.

"I can't hide anymore, Zhao Qing." Xuanyuan Jing said as he spoke, his hand trembled, and he threw the chess pieces he was holding in his fingertips into the chess box, "I must give an explanation to the courtiers, I must ...... But Zhao Qing, why do you have to come to find me in everything! ”

"I can't find anyone, I can't."

Zhao Qingwei looked at the emperor who was over forty years old and went crazy as usual, obviously, this is not the first time.

From the time he chose Xuanyuan Jing as the king he wanted to assist, he was Xuanyuan Jing's sword, Xuanyuan Jing's eye, and Xuanyuan Jing's most loyal chess piece.

Waiting for Xuanyuan Jing to drop everything on the table, after venting, Zhao Qingwei handed over a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, take a breath."

After Xuanyuan Jing's angry eyebrows softened, he took the cup of tea, and his facial features twisted helplessly and painfully, "Zhao Qing, a person of my age is still so unreasonable, and I let you see jokes again." ”

Zhao Qingwei shook his head and said, "You are the Son of Heaven." ”

The implication is that you are the Son of Heaven and I am a courtier, and you can do whatever you want.

Xuanyuan Jing finished the tea in one gulp, and hesitated for a few minutes before speaking, "Zhao Qing, Ah Che mentioned to me a few days ago that he wanted to break off the marriage contract with Chaoxi, but I didn't agree, you can't agree." ”

At the mention of Zhao Chaoxi, Zhao Qingwei's eyes were a little soft, "Thank you, Your Majesty." The minister has a daughter in this life, and naturally hopes that she will be happy in everything and get what she wants. ”

A dark glint flashed in Xuanyuan Jing's eyes.

Sure enough, what Zhao Qing wanted, he only asked his daughter to be safe and happy.

Compared with those ambitious guys, who is more reassuring to him than Zhao Qing?

Xuanyuan Che's brain, this unclear dead boy, is simply ridiculous to break the marriage contract for a wild girl!

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A bright purple bolt of lightning fell, shining brightly in the courtyard.

Zhao Chaoxi looked at Wang Miaomiao, who was smiling at the corners of his mouth in front of him, staring straight at him, and his heart was furious.

After Zhao Chaoxi returned home yesterday, he didn't see Wang Miaomiao as usual.

In his heart, he knew that Wang Miao Miao was fierce and unlucky.

She recalled how those masked silver-clothed men killed people without blinking, and remembered that when she was in Yunshang Pavilion, the girl who stopped Wang Miaomiao from going up the flower ladder pulled Wang Miaomiao to the auction backstage.

In fact, Zhao Chaoxi was suspicious at that time and opened his mouth to stop it, but the girl said that this was the rule, and the maid could not go up the flower ladder, so Zhao Chaoxi had to give up.

She herself has to go through the role task, but if she can't live or die, how can she stop the route that others should take.

So, is the current Wang Miaomiao alive or dead?

"Back to ...... Coming back? Zhao Chaoxi moved back, and his hand secretly reached into the box next to the pillow.

Knowing this moment, Zhao Chaoxi understood why there was a dark box with a dagger next to the pillow.

Because there is a crisis all the time!

Woohoohoo, this world is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will quack.

Wang Miaomiao looked at Zhao Chaoxi's movements, her smile became bigger and bigger, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be able to grin.

Zhao Chaoxi swallowed her saliva unconsciously, only to feel that the next moment, Wang Miaomiao was about to pounce on her.

But Wang Miaomiao just put her hand on the edge of the window and said slowly and humbly.

"It's cold at night, and the slave closes the window for you."

Quack –

The window was closed, isolating the wind and rain outside, and also blocking Wang Miaomiao's voice.

Zhao Chaoxi only felt that his heart trembled violently with this window. She shook her hands, gasped, and touched the corner of her forehead, and on such a cold day, she actually gave birth to a thin layer of sweat.

Almost sleeplessly, until the day was about to break, Zhao Chaoxi barely fell asleep.

I just slept, and after a while, I heard a shout in my ears.

"Miss, the head of the house has come back from the palace and said that he has something to tell Miss."

"Miss, miss?"

She slept lightly this night, not to mention that the person who called her was Wang Miaomiao.

Zhao Chaoxi's confused mind immediately sobered up, and she sat up straight like a corpse.

But Wang Miaomiao, who is in the daytime, has shrewd eyes, and has never put down her pouting mouth, and her shouting appearance is no different from the past.

It was as if the strange scene of last night was just a dream for hers.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for Wang Miaomiao to dress herself, Zhao Chaoxi opened her mouth to probe, "Wang Miaomiao, where did you go that day in Yunshang Pavilion?" Miss Ben didn't even see you when she came home, what a boldness. ”

Wang Miaomiao's eyes widened, "I'm back, miss." The girl who led the way in Yunshang Pavilion told me, Miss, you went home first, so anxious that I was in a hurry! I thought you didn't want me anymore! But the girl told me that you were too sad to come back first, and ordered the people of Yunshang Pavilion to send me back. ”

Zhao Chaoxi: ......

Are you sure?

Knowing that the temptation was fruitless, Zhao Chaoxi stopped talking.

After she finished dressing up, she was walking on the way to Zhao Qingxiao's room, thinking about what happened to Wang Miaomiao, when a burst of electricity rustled in her head.

[Ah~ It's a good day again, good morning host, do you want to do a task to warm up? 】