"Playing music."

The eunuch who had served for many years shook off the dust of the Buddha and motioned for the song and dance to continue.

The cheerful music sounded, and the hundred officials quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and began to act again, and devoted themselves to the joy of singing and dancing.

*

Longhu Street, Night House.

Ye Xiuyan accompanied her family to keep the New Year, kowtowed to her parents with her brothers and sisters, received the New Year's money, laughed for most of the night, and did not stop until the third watch in the middle of the night.

Xianghu made a big fuss in the palace, Le's eyebrows danced, and he rolled on the bed: "Hahaha, master, laugh at me, laugh at me." ”

"The moment you didn't see the wig fall, the bald head of the imperial concubine was like a pearl in the night, illuminating the entire Chaoyang Hall for three points, which was more dazzling than all the lights and candles in the hall combined."

"You're pretending to be a dancing girl at a night party to make trouble just to make her embarrassed?"

Ye Xiuyan smiled helplessly, and looked at her for a long time: "Let you stare at Cining Palace, do you have any new discoveries?" ”

"Yes."

Xianghu stopped smiling, and the fox's eyes showed a little solemnity.

"Oh?"

Ye Xiuyan's eyes lit up, and she came to her senses: "What did you find?" ”

"Before the night banquet in the palace, a mysterious person appeared in Cining Palace."

Xianghu was puzzled: "He was dressed in black and with a hat, and he appeared very suddenly, and no one found out where he came from." ”

Ye Xiuyan took a breath: "What is he doing here?" ”

Xianghu looked at him jokingly: "Reprimand the imperial concubine." ”

"Reprimand?"

Ye Xiuyan was incredulous: "Did you hear what they said clearly?" ”

"The imperial concubine withdrew all her subordinates."

Xianghu shrugged his nose and looked innocent: "I can't get too close, I can't hear it very clearly, I only hear a few words." ”

Ye Xiuyan frowned slightly: "What did that person say?" ”

"He probably meant that"

Xianghu's eyes rolled, sorted out the words he heard in his mind, and expressed them in his own way: "Blame the imperial concubine for not taking good care of the little emperor, letting him be in danger on the street, and was almost abducted by the photographer." ”

Ye Xiuyan exclaimed: "He actually knows about shooting flowers? ”

Xianghu smiled: "Could it be that there is such a thing?" ”

"Hmm."

Ye Xiuyan was surprised: "When the Yangge team was touring in the morning, someone did want to kidnap the little emperor, and I saved him, but."

Xianghu was surprised: "But what? ”

"At that time, there was no one around the little emperor."

Ye Xiuyan was sure: "The secret guard was also taken away by him, otherwise he wouldn't have been taken advantage of by the flower and robbed people on the street." ”

"Not a royal guard."

Xianghu was dumbfounded: "Who could that be?" secretly stalking the little emperor, and moreover, he will reprimand the imperial concubine for this. ”

"This is a problem."

Ye Xiuyan's smart brain was running rapidly: "The news they checked before was wrong, the imperial concubine was only a minion at best in the whole incident, and the real mastermind behind the scenes was someone else, and even the identity of the little emperor was not just as simple as an ordinary child." ”

"Uh-huh."

Xianghu agreed: "That person reprimanded the imperial concubine, didn't give any affection, scolded like stinky socks, the old woman usually acts as a prestige, and she is about to go to the sky, in front of that person, she is so frightened that she trembles, and she doesn't even dare to let go of a fart." ”

Ye Xiuyan's heart was gloomy: "Why did that person suddenly appear, come and go without a trace." ”

Xianghu secretly guessed: "Xu is an immortal cultivator." ”

"Why would an immortal cultivator participate in the palace fight?"

Ye Xiuyan rubbed her eyebrows with a headache: "What is their purpose?" ”

(End of chapter)