The snow was heavy and the ground was pure white.

A team of palace maids walked on the palace road, and soon arrived outside a palace. After the leading palace maid and the guards whispered a few words, the heavy palace door slowly opened.

The palace maids were already bowing their eyebrows, but when they arrived here, they were even more deferential. Without him, because this palace is the residence of Emperor Daliang.

Chongming Palace.

And they were ordered to deliver the pills, and Emperor Liang was obsessed with asking for elixirs, and these things were already a daily necessity.

The snow in the courtyard of Chongming Palace is naturally sprinkled and swept at any time, but there is still a thin layer of ice on the road. Perhaps it was because of this that the palace maid who was walking at the end slipped slightly, and the porcelain bowl in the food box shook. The palace maid subconsciously opened the food box and looked at it.

This is not in accordance with the etiquette, but they come to send immortal products every day, and there has been no problem for so many days. So the guards turned a blind eye. Just don't see it.

"Xiao Rong, pay attention!"

The palace maid in front of her reprimanded in a low voice, but the voice was not loud, only the two of them could hear it. Under the Son of Heaven, the slightest loss of propriety may lead to death.

"Yes, sister."

"Xiao Rong" also whispered, and his feet were more careful.

"Xiao Rong" is not a real palace maid, but actually the third princess of Daliang, Song Qing'an, pretending to be mixed in.

sighed softly in the heart of the palace maid before her, if it weren't for Xiao Shao's sudden illness, she wouldn't let Xiao Rong come to replace her. Xiao Rong this person, they have never seen it before, or Xiao Shao said that this is one of her fellow villagers, who has always been careful, and can be replaced.

They waited outside the door for a while, and when the eunuch had finished preaching, they entered the hall.

Emperor Liang used not all pills, but also medicinal food and other things, and the food box that Song Qing'an was carrying was medicinal food.

The palace maids handed over the things to the eunuchs in turn, and they tested the poison and then sent them to the inner hall where Emperor Liang was located.

Song Qingan lowered his head, opened the food box, took out the medicinal food and handed it over. The medicinal food was still very hot, but Song Qingan was motionless, always lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes. The eunuch had tested the poison with a silver needle, and he was to be sent to the inner sanctuary.

"Wait."

A soft voice came slowly, but there was also a coldness that could not be ignored, clinging to it like a poisonous snake. Song Qing'an lowered his head, only to see a pair of black soap boots slowly approaching, and the dark lines of woven gold on the hem of his clothes were clearly extinguished under the candlelight.

It's a five-clawed python pattern!

There is only one person who can wear this pattern in the entire girder!

"I've seen Lord Palm Print."

The people in the side hall immediately knelt on the ground to salute, but Pei Qing stopped beside Song Qing'an.

"Look at the face."

"Replying to Lord Palm's words," Song Qing'an lowered his head and replied respectfully, "The maid is Xiao Rong, because Sister Xiao Shao is sick, the maid came to replace her." ”

Pei Qing didn't say anything more, only motioned to the eunuch holding the medicinal food to hand over the things.

Syllable!

The porcelain bowl had not yet reached Pei Qing's hand, but for some reason it fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces and medicinal food were splashed on the ground. The hall was already extremely quiet, and this sound was like thunder, which made everyone bury their heads even lower.

"Palm Print, Lord spare!" When the eunuch saw this, he was horrified and kowtowed again and again to beg for mercy. Pei Qing's dark eyes were dark and uncertain, and a strange smile faded from his lips.

Seeing that the eunuch's head was about to break and ooze blood, Pei Qing stopped: "Okay, in Your Majesty's Palace, you can't see blood." ”

Only then did the eunuch stop moving, only thanks. He knew that it was Master Palm Prints who had spared him.

"Son... Shall the servant go get another one? Song Qing'an on the side whispered, Pei Qing let out a faint "um", but stopped Song Qing'an when she got up to leave.

"Miss Xiaorong," Pei Qing rubbed her jade wrench, took a few steps forward, and the dangerous aura enveloped Song Qing'an entirely, "The road is difficult to walk on a snowy night, let's accompany Miss Xiaorong on a trip." ”

The rest of the people in the hall were shocked, Xiao Rong was just an ordinary palace maid, how could He De let the palm print accompany her? Did she get the blue eyes of the palm print, or did she ......?

For a while, everyone in the palace secretly looked at the slender palace maid, and there were envy, jealousy, and worry in their eyes.

"The servant thanked Lord Palm Print."

Song Qing'an still blessed her body obediently, covered by her wide-sleeved robe, her ten fingers were clenched, leaving a blood-colored crescent mark on her palm.

Outside the hall, the snow fluttered, and two people were covered with snow. I don't know if Pei Qing did it on purpose, he didn't bring anyone else, so he walked with Song Qingan against the snow.

In order to prevent accidents, Shang Shan Jian has always prepared more medicinal food. Shang Shan Jian and Chongming Palace were not far away, but Pei Qing walked very slowly, and they only passed half the way after about a stick of incense.

The palace maid's clothes were not very cold, and Song Qing'an was already so cold that she shrunk after walking for a while. She raised her head to look at the tall back in front of her, her meek eyes were gloomy and distorted at the moment, with a hint of malice.

As if feeling something, Pei Qing looked back at this time, and in the dark, the little palace maid quickly retracted her gaze, as if nothing happened. Pei Qing's heart snorted, and his feet became slower and slower.

"Lord Palm Print..."Song Qing'an finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hinted euphemistically, "It's not too early, if you go late, I'm afraid Your Majesty will be angry..."

"What does it have to do with our family?"

Pei Qing was so leisurely that he seemed to be taking a walk, and the words he said made Song Qingan grind his teeth secretly.

It's a pity that she can't do anything to Pei Qing after all, not to mention that she is still a palace maid on the surface, even if it is her true identity, it is not enough to see in front of Pei Qing.

Song Qingan silently lowered his head, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

I'm afraid it won't work out today, and I don't know when the next opportunity will be.

Song Qing'an was already a little absent-minded, and he didn't notice that Pei Qing in front of him had stopped. When the tip of her nose was about to touch Pei Qing, Song Qingan suddenly came back to her senses.

She was quick to plop to her knees, though someone was quicker than she was.

Pei Qing held her arm at the right time and lifted her up.

"Why does Miss Xiaorong salute at every turn?"

Pei Qing said as she spoke, but the hand holding her arm rubbed upwards ambiguously. The agarwood struck in wisps, and Song Qingan inadvertently raised his head and crashed into Pei Qing's dark pupils.

The bright snow light illuminated Pei Qing's face, but he saw that his face was as white as jade, his eyes were as narrow as snake pupils, his nose was like a hanging gall, and his lips were like Zhu. Although he is a eunuch, he has no servile spirit at all, but he looks like a sickly and gloomy nobleman.

His appearance is very demagogic, if ordinary palace maids are treated like this by Pei Zhangyin, they are afraid that they will be in a mess, and they suspect that they are the only ones who can enter Pei Qing's eyes.

It's a pity that Song Qing'an is not an ordinary palace maid, and when Pei Qing's hand came up, she immediately had an alarm bell in her heart.

Did he see something?

Song Qing'an's heart hung in the air, glad that he was not stupid enough to hide things in his sleeve, and on the other hand, he speculated about Pei Qing's words.

Why do you have to bow at every turn?

This is very strange, her identity at this time is still an ordinary palace maid, and it is normal to salute Pei Qing. But if she is a princess...... Indeed, it is not right.

But it must be known that Song Qing'an is called a princess, but in fact, she has been in the cold palace for many years, and she has long been forgotten by everyone in the palace.

This is also one of the reasons why she has the courage to show her true face, how can Pei Zhangyin, who holds great power, recognize her?

In a moment, countless thoughts surged through Song Qing's head. Years of being in the cold palace have given her a very deep disguise, even if her heart is turbulent, her face can be calm and unwavering.

Pei Bao looked at the little palace maid in front of him and was stunned for a moment, then avoided his eyes, and lowered his head as if he was ashamed, revealing a thin white and fragile neck.

is a very normal reaction.

Song Qing'an had been keeping her head down before, and no one noticed her appearance. At this time, he looked at Pei Qing for a moment, but let him see it clearly.

This Xiaorong girl was born beautiful and close to a demon, with a white face, a pair of fox eyes with affection, and the tail of the raised eyes is like a sharp hook.

It easily hooked people's souls.

But I heard her call out shyly and timidly.

"Pei Palm Print......"

This voice was soft and tactful, with a tingling and hoarse feeling, if it was an ordinary man, I was afraid that it would have already fallen.

It's a pity that Pei Qing is not an ordinary man.

He laughed in his heart, but he changed his words quite quickly. However, he does be a little more tolerant of beautiful and well-behaved people, but that's about it.

His expression softened, but his eyes grew darker and darker, thick like ink that could not be dissolved.

Song Qing'an had been lifted up by him, but seeing Pei Qing slowly pulling the distance between the two, he leaned over her ear. There was a snort spraying down, like the "hissing" sound of a poisonous snake.

"The posture of Xiaorong girl is just like half the moon......"