Xue Yuxiao closed his eyes and sorted out the new knowledge, raised his eyes and said curiously: "Where are they usually pointed, why haven't I seen it?" ”

Thankfully, she said she hadn't seen it. He felt a very hidden joy at this sentence.

Pei Yuxue's throat moved slightly, he raised his hand, slowly touched it, his knuckles sank into Xue Yuxiao's fingers, and took her fingers and moved them over - a little, gently, slowly and gently took her to cover her waist, where his waist and lower abdomen were connected, a little off, Xue Yuxiao's palm fell on it.

"Here." He whispered.

He was dressed thinly, and Xue Yuxiao could almost vaguely perceive the hidden bulge of the guarded sand. On his smooth and fair skin, there is such a bright and gorgeous imprint. Xue Yuxiao's mind was in a trance for a moment, and he quickly retracted his fingers and hurriedly pulled back.

If you touch it again, it will be a hooligan, and she remembers that Pei Yuxue doesn't like to have physical contact with her.

"Is it all here?" Xue Yuxiao took a sip of tea and moistened his throat.

"The Fourth Highness is in the center of the eyebrows."

"Poof." Xue Yuxiao almost squirted out the tea, she was choked, took out a square handkerchief from Pei Yuxue's sleeve and wiped the corners of her lips, coughed for a long time, "He, he-"

Pei Yuxue gave her a smooth back.

Xue Yuxiao's mind came to mind the young man he saw that day, he was dressed in scarlet clothes, golden locks, golden bells, and the sound of clanging collisions sounded when he moved. The cinnabar mark in the center of his eyebrows was lined with red clothes even more beautifully, not like His Royal Highness of the royal family, like a servant who sings lyrics wantonly, like a musician who travels around the world, like a mountain spirit, who does not know etiquette and solemnity.

"Why?" She asked.

"Because he got rid of the cinnabar privately, and after being discovered by the emperor, he re-lit it on his eyebrows, so as to warn him and everyone that His Royal Highness is still pure and innocent, and it is not allowed to be defiled and distorted." Pei Yuxue said, "If he loses his body, he will be found immediately, and even with the attendants and servants of the Coral Palace, and the guards who come and go, a total of more than 100 people, their heads will fall to the ground." ”

Xue Yuxiao: "...... His Majesty seems to defend him, but he also seems to hate him. ”

Pei Yuxue nodded.

Xue Yuxiao pondered for a moment and said, "His document asked me to meet at the Danqing Pavilion. ”

Pei Yuxue immediately said: "He is His Majesty's person, you shouldn't go to see him, once he is discovered......"

Xue Yuxiao raised his hand to stop his words, and said, "Your Majesty is pressing the fold now, it seems that you want to use the name of the coral master to meet friends in the text to find out my truth." Since she wants an answer, we weave an answer for her. Let Your Majesty use me with confidence and joy. ”

Pei Yuxue thought for a moment, and watched her find a dress that pressed the bottom of the box - it was her worst one, but the stitches of the fabric were still too delicate. Xue Yuxiao thought about it, and asked the guard Wei Qingyan to bring a few unwanted old clothes, hats, masks, this whole set, not to mention Xie Budo, I am afraid that even Xue Sikong bumped into him on the street, and he would not be able to recognize it easily.

Pei Yuxue said: "Guard Wei's clothes don't fit your size, bring them over, and I'll change them for you." ”

Xue Yuxiao handed it over.

He took out the needle and thread from the wooden box, and measured her waist with his hands as he changed the waist of his clothes. The cold hand was attached to the thin clothes, and the fingertips gently circled her side waist, causing a brief and ambiguous feeling of rubbing.

"Have you thought about it......" Pei Yuxue sighed lightly, "Xie Budo is a knife that His Majesty can't hold on the table, although she can't use this to accuse you of bullying, but you really offended her." If you don't go to see His Royal Highness, maybe in a few days, the emperor will be forced to take the initiative to hire you into the military palace. ”

Xue Yuxiao was silent for a moment and said, "Today, Zhao Zhongcheng was left in the palace. ”

Pei Yuxue tapped his fingertips, and he immediately understood that Xue Yuxiao was considering Zhao Wenqin's pressure.

"Zhao Zhongcheng was kind to me and helped me a lot. She must be under pressure from the Emperor now, and I can't delay any longer. Xue Yuxiao said, "Even if I don't do this, will the emperor not hold a grudge against me the moment my identity surfaces?" Pei Lang, you have always lived in a simple place, and you have not committed any offences with Renqiu. You don't know that some things are rooted in the contradictions between the royal family and the family, no matter what I say or do, my position as a person is contrary to her. But ......"

But her position will not belong to the nobles forever. Xue Yuxiao only does what she thinks is right, and her position belongs to herself.

"But?" Pei Yuxue was keenly aware of the implication behind her words.

Xue Yuxiao shook her head and said nothing, she leaned two inches closer, took his hand and moved it to the other side, urging: "Why do you only measure a little, is that accurate?" ”

Pei Yuxue's breath stagnated, and she felt the fragrance on her body, the hairpin ring on her sideburns almost rubbed against his face, and the cold, silver snake-like forehead fell in front of his eyes—shaking and winding like a spitting letter.

He looked away, took a deep breath, and said with the usual restraint on his face: "Be careful. ”

"Okay."

"Don't look at Xie Budo's face."

"Good...... Huh? Xue Yuxiao looked up.

Pei Yuxue coughed lightly and said with a serious face: "It will be discovered." ”

Xue Yuxiao blinked and analyzed with him: "Don't worry, my acting skills are among the best, and I have wrapped myself into a zongzi, I don't believe he can see it." But just in case, if he sees it, he will inevitably come hard-"

Pei Yingxue handed her the golden knife from her sleeve.

The corners of Xue Yuxiao's mouth twitched, and while sighing at the tacit understanding between the two, a chill ran down his spine, this was a treasure knife that sharpened iron like clay: "Why do you still carry it?" Do you sleep with you every day? ”

Pei Yuxue said: "Once the matter fails, if you see that he is beautiful and can't do it, I can also ......"

"Alright, alright." Xue Yuxiao took the golden knife and said helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't be confused by beauty." ”

Pei Yuxue stared at her for a while, couldn't help touching her face between changing her clothes, and whispered to herself: "...... That's right. ”

Wild Song Five Willows Front (4)

Chapter 27

Palace.

Xie Fu and Zhao Wenqin talked with candles all night, all night long, and the rooster crowed.

A fish-belly-white glimmer appeared in the sky, and the candle in front of the two burned out, and the candle tears flowed all night, solidifying the base and connecting them together.

Zhao Wenqin was drowsy.

Smack. The sound of falling children sounded under the emperor's fingers, and she pushed Zhao Zhongcheng with a pleasant face: "Zhao Qing, it's your turn." ”

Zhao Wenqin lifted her eyelids with difficulty, and made a casual move, and after a while, she heard Xie Fu ask her again: "The book is proofread and printed by the Lantai Pavilion, and the bookstore is also affiliated to Lantai, how could Zhongcheng have no impression at all and don't know the whereabouts of this person?" ”

Zhao Wenqin said lazily: "The minister has been thinking hard about the last bend in the play recently, and he really has no time to take care of the bookstore, you know, the minister has not been to Lantai for half a year to do things, his body and bones can't support it, and the spirit of the person is not enough." ”

This is indeed true.

The emperor asked, "What about the person in charge of printing at that time?" ”

"According to the Indians, the man was unremarkable. There are a lot of books issued by Lantai every day, how can everyone remember them? Let alone...... The style of a hermit who only left a pen name was even present in the previous dynasty. Ladies do not envy glory or greed for wealth, which is a good thing that His Majesty often praises. ”

Zhao Wenqin looked at her and said quite seriously, and then wondered, "Since Your Majesty wants to recruit her, why don't you make an order to treat her politely and hire her into the court?" ”

The smile on Xie Fu's face froze slightly, his fingertips twisted around the chess pieces, and said, "I'm worried that someone is impersonating his identity. ”

"There's nothing to worry about." Zhao Wenqin said with a smile, "In recent times, there are indeed people who are greedy for fame and claim identity, but most of them are shallow and ignorant. There is no vanity under the fame, if you can't even explain the topic of the debate in the book published by the minister, it must be impersonation, such a cunning and sinister villain has already been killed by the minister according to the law. ”

Xie Fu admired it on the surface, but his breath followed. Among the people whose heads fell to the ground, there were those she hinted at sending.

Zhao Wenqin really doesn't get into the ...... If only she would relax......

Both of them pretended to be confused, but in fact, they had a stomach. On the surface, the ministers are dutiful and prudent, and the emperor is benevolent and prudent, but in fact, the confrontation between the two has been fought a few times on this night, and every sentence is full of temptation, rejection, and thinking...... The information released was also vague, and Xie Fu couldn't guess whether she knew the identity of Mingyue's owner at all.

Zhao Wenqin really doesn't pay much attention to Lantai affairs, doesn't she know about it?

After Chaoxia entered the hall, Zhao Wenqin repeatedly said goodbye, claiming that his body would not be able to hold on. Xie Fu's face was slightly gloomy, and he soon regained the image of a Ming Jun and Emperor Xian, and sent someone to send Zhao Zhongcheng back to the garden in person.

On this day, it was the time for Xie Budo to meet the "Mingyue Master" in the Danqing Pavilion.

……

Xue Yuxiao has never been so simple.

The fabric is rough, but fortunately it has worn out and become soft by rubbing. She put on a hat, a mask, and even a burn-like camouflage under the mask, and in order to make her humble background more authentic, she also smeared dry powder on her hands, making them look like they had been weathered and toiled.

With such an image, when she entered the Jingzhao Danqing Pavilion, the nursing home at the door almost stepped forward to stop her. When Xue Yuxiao revealed his identity, the nurse stared at her with suspicious and expectant eyes and spread around.

Xue Yuxiao entered the hall, went upstairs, walked to the room agreed by the coral owner in the paperwork, and then knocked lightly and pushed the door in.

There is a screen standing inside, and there are scrolls hanging around the ink marks that have dried, all kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, Langjun's night banquet, all kinds, innumerable. There was a faint hint of red behind the screen, which was the blood-like red clothes on Xie Budo's body.

Xue Yuxiao entered it, sat down opposite him, and said lazily and relaxedly: "I have always felt that the self-proclaimed 'Palm Coral' is too self-pitying, it turns out that it is not the Coral Lady, but the Coral King, in this way, the opening mark of the frontispiece complements each other." ”

Xie Budo did not wear women's clothes, and he did not hide his identity as a man. Even though he is wearing a veil, the cinnabar mark between the eyebrows is still bright and dazzling.

"The whole companion is immersed in the bright moon and clear light of the lady, and no one remembers the 'palm coral' anymore." He looked at the person who came, looked up and down, and said in an unclear tone, "I thought that the lady had been silent for many days, and even if I waited in the Danqing Pavilion, I couldn't wait for you." ”

At the moment when Xue Yuxiao spoke to him, Xie Budo inexplicably felt that the voice was a little familiar—but only a little. She concealed it in her voice, and it was difficult to distinguish the side of Xie Bu from it.

He suppressed this feeling, his eyes swept all the way from the shabby hat, and when he saw the embarrassing stitches on her sleeves, he suddenly smiled lightly: "Strange, could it be that the entire literati in the capital and the talented women of the entire scholar clan have been suppressed by a person from a humble background?" Is there really such a ...... in the world? The talent of the crown to accompany the capital? ”

Xue Yuxiao had no stage fright, she simulated Li Qingchou's chic feeling in her mind - she couldn't learn her secret weapon skills, and she could still figure out a few points of the charm of the people in the rivers and lakes.

She said: "It can be seen that most of the scholars who accompany the capital are wine bags and rice bags, but straw bags and the like." ”

Xue Yuxiao untied his hat, revealing his masked face. There are some uncovered "burn" marks on the edge of the mask, although vague, but people can immediately understand why she is wearing the mask. She did not feel inferior because of "disfigurement", but said generously: "The world should not have thought that Soral Boy was a man, right?" If such news leaks out, I'm afraid that your pen name will become famous, and there will be many people who are not as good as you to slander you and slander you. ”

Xie Budo stared at her mask pattern, and then looked at the scars on her face. The question asked by the other party had been pondered countless times by him in the silence of no one around. "I don't care," he said. ”

"You don't care...... Xue Yuxiao repeated, smiling slightly, "so I don't care about coming to see you like this." I have been unsuccessful for many years, and I have been a down-and-out wine store for many years, is it that once I am famous, I will put on brocade clothes and satin, and stand on the side of wealth and gold and silver? ”

Xie Budo rolled up his sleeves and poured tea for her, and his expression seemed to be a little boring: "It's really a righteous man." ”

This is Xie Fu's favorite background - humble and poor, but unswerving, if you trust and admire the royal family more, it would be even better, it is simply a sharp blade against the scholars. She likes this kind of talent too much.

The tea was murmuring, and in the sound of dripping, Xie Budo raised his chin and asked: "It's been three days since I was invited, why did you only show up now?" ”

Xue Yuxiao replied unhurriedly: "Since the last volume of "Qiu Fang Ji" was written, the people around me have been turned upside down, their faces have changed suddenly, and there are many murderous machines around me, lest my relatives and friends take my place and take the manuscript instead, I must be sure that Gongzi is not a trap here before I can come." ”

This explanation is reasonable, and Xie Bu has not doubted it and has never delved into it. In the final analysis, he did this kind of thing for the imperial sister, but the sister and brother could get by on face, and his life could be a little better.

"Listen to your tone though...... It's really like Mingyue Niang's own deity, but I'm really not at ease. Xie Budo's voice was amplified, "It is necessary to test you, naturally, you can also test me to confirm your identity, so as not to misidentify the other party." ”

When his voice raised, Xue Yuxiao quietly looked through the screen, and behind a thin screen, he saw several shadowy figures waiting at the door.

That's supposed to be the emperor's man.

Both of them are real writers, so this kind of examination is not difficult. After a while, Xie Budo completely confirmed the identity of this person, sighed slightly, felt very bored, he was lazy, and did not sit dignified, but pillowed his chin on his arm, half-prostrate to read "Qiu Fangji", his back was twisting and turning, like a vein of flowing water.

"Why did you come to see me, you really met with Wenwen?" He was a little unsure.

Xue Yuxiao was serious and unashamed: "Naturally, I also appreciate the talent of the coral boy, isn't this okay?" ”

It sounds smooth, but Xie Budo's sixth sense always feels a little wrong. He raised his hand and clicked on the pages of the book, and suddenly thought: "Then which of my plots do you like?" ”

Xue Yuxiao: "......" Are you referring to the four Oiran books you wrote eloped with Lang Jun and ran away from relatives?

In Xie Budo's bright phoenix eyes, Xue Yuxiao encountered a problem that made her unable to do it, her scalp was slightly numb, and she turned around in her mind: "I like ......"

Xie Budo moved closer, leaned his ear over, and the golden lock hanging on his chest jingled.

"Like ......" Xue Yuxiao raised his head, looked away, didn't look at him, and racked his brains and said, "...... You ......"

Xie Budo frowned slightly: "Mingyue Niang ......"

"I like the section where Chu Langjun eliminated the cinnabar by himself." Xue Yuxiao said.

Xie Budo was stunned.