Shen Qinghe was originally waiting on the side, and his name was called coldly, and at the same time his heart was cold, his body couldn't help but tremble, her lips opened lightly, and the tip of her tongue swept over her teeth: "Please come with the slave." ”

Xiao Qi wanted to raise his feet and leave, but Shen Qinghe's cold voice sounded, and this step was like being tripped by someone with a rope, and the ghost sent the gods, Xiao Qi responded: "The minister there will thank the queen mother." ”

Leaving the inner hall, the unique chill of early spring swept across Shen Qinghe's face, and as soon as she came back, the erected fur collar had already been put down, and at this moment, the cold wind went all the way down her slender pink neck, and she couldn't help but shiver, and even the sachet around her waist moved.

The cold and faint fragrance of begonias flowed in the clear air, Xiao Qi took a deep breath, and looked at the person beside him quietly, although it was Shen Qinghe who led the way, but she always lagged behind herself by half a step and abided by the rules.

Xiao Qi could only glimpse the corner of the blue and white palace clothes out of the corner of his eyes, as if it was the color of the water ripples in midsummer, although it was not as dazzling as the rainbow, but it could also make people unforgettable, and the embroidered upper exposed under the skirt was still occupied by begonia flowers.

Xiao Qi stopped, and the person behind him also stopped, waiting for him to lift his foot, the person behind him naturally followed, just a short distance, because Xiao Qi did it deliberately, Shen Qinghe felt very depressed, she unconsciously increased the strength of the soles of her feet, hoping that Xiao Qi could hear it, so she could go quickly.

The dull footsteps fell on the floor tiles, and it was difficult for Xiao Qi not to pay attention.

The smile in his eyes followed Xiao Qi's raised eyebrow bones, crawling all over his face, he turned around abruptly, stood still, Shen Qinghe didn't catch it, and hit it with a head, and his body suddenly leaned back.

The black jade tassel between the buns is like a frightened floating butterfly, and the jingle wants to spread its wings and fly away, and the faint gardenia fragrance passes through Xiao Qi's mountain court, which is richer than a begonia, he can't help but reach out and hold Shen Qinghe's slender jade wrist, the slightly cool skin touches his hot palm, Xiao Qi pulls back, and Shen Qinghe can stand firm.

Dizzy and dizzy, his forehead was knocked by the pearl dragon eye on the dragon robe, Shen Qinghe couldn't care about the pain, in Chen Fu's exclamation, he twisted his wrist, took two steps back and knelt down: "Slave and maid should die, please forgive the saint." ”

The gardenia was blown by the wind and scattered.

Xiao Qi's fingertips grinded, Fang Cai's touch was still slightly felt, he frowned, looked at Shen Qinghe who was kneeling in front of him, and suddenly lost interest: "I remember that there is still something in the Qinzheng Palace, so I will go to the queen's palace to sit down for a while, and you go back to serve the queen mother." ”

Xiao Qi dropped a word, turned around and left, Chen Fu, who was following behind, hurriedly passed by Shen Qinghe, he stomped his feet, he couldn't speak, he could only follow Xiao Qi quickly, and let Shen Qinghe kneel on the ground, cold sweat soaked his underwear.

After a while, there was no sound around, so she slowly raised her head, looked at the palace gate not far away, and was stunned for a while before she hurriedly got up, dusted off her clothes, and went back to serve the Queen Mother as usual.

At this moment, Chen Fu's footsteps were a little slower, and he hurried to catch up with Xiao Qi, and said with a smile on his face: "Holy Lord, then let's go to Fengluan Palace?" ”

"Where else can I go?" Xiao Qi said in a cold voice, got on the sedan chair, and didn't sneer until a long line walked out of the distance, and looked back at the direction of the Ci'an Palace, and suddenly felt a little more bored in his heart, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell gardenia and begonia incense, and the empty hands were not willing to shake the void.

Xiao Qi grinded his teeth secretly and sighed.

Chen Fu, who was under the sedan chair, noticed his movements, and also secretly glanced back, thinking about something in his heart.

When the team passed through Ganquan Palace, there happened to be a person standing at the palace gate, and when she saw the emperor's sedan chair walking in front of her, Shi Shiran saluted Xiao Qi above: "Concubine to the saint to ask for peace, the saint is safe." ”

Xiao Qi looked at the thinly dressed but gorgeous person in front of him, and didn't think for a moment who this was, he held his forehead with his vague index finger, and glanced at Chen Fu below, Chen Fu immediately said: "The slave asks for Jiang Meiren's little master, little master." ”

Jiang Meiren bent her knees and said with a smile: "Grandpa Chen is polite." ”

"Jiang Meiren, where are you going?" Xiao Qi easily found out who Jiang Meiren was from his mind, and saw that she was wearing a light pink palace dress with a flower on her forehead, standing alone at the palace gate, her eyes were faint, and she had lost interest.

Jiang Meiren didn't have the voice to scream, so she naturally had to bend her knees, her chin was lifted slightly, and she changed to a weak look: "The concubine saw that the weather was good today, so she came back from the imperial garden, but she didn't want to meet the saint." ”

The beauty is shy, and she can be the emperor's heart, but Jiang Meiren obviously doesn't understand Xiao Qi's temperament, such a person with different thoughts, not to mention Xiao Qi, even Chen Fu can ask herself, she is afraid that she is not here to wait for the rabbit.

said that he was going to the Imperial Garden, but there was no palace attendant beside him, not to mention that the makeup had ulterior motives, Chen Fu inevitably lamented for Jiang Meiren in his heart, he didn't do all the play.

Xiao Qi didn't have any waves in his heart, and he didn't even forget to sarcastically say: "Jiang Meiren, the wind and cold in the imperial garden, next time you go, remember to wear more, I still have to go to the queen's palace." ”

Jiang Meiren's face turned pale in an instant, and the smile on her face was like paper paste, and she was hit to pieces by Xiao Qi's words, she only knew that the saint came out of the Ci'an Palace, and happened to pass through her Ganquan Palace, but she didn't expect that the saint was going to Fengluan Palace, and the queen and the virtuous concubine didn't deal with each other, wasn't it because the virtuous concubine occupied the saint?

If the queen knows about it, she wants to cut off her beard halfway?

Jiang Meiren's knees were weak, and she watched the sedan chair leave, wanting to cry without tears.