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But Sister Dougao didn't show off her talents in this area very much. She didn't sing along with literati poetry like the talented women in the book like the talented women in the book. Instead, she was very low-key. Entertain yourself.

Except for the little emperor and the divorced daughters in the Lefang Division, few people in Dali knew about this, and all the civil and military officials in the imperial court only regarded her as a matter of people and left and right hands...

At this moment, Li Wangque couldn't help laughing secretly, looking at the expression of the girl in palace costume.

He is very clear that Mrs. Zhao's "Sapphire Case" has been quietly read by Sister Doukou recently.

Several times recently, when she came to supervise his homework, she would flip through a miscellaneous book, put her chin in her hand, bit her lip and look at a certain page in the book, as if in a daze, without turning the page for a long time.

The young man was curious. Once she received the mother's order and left in a hurry, and forgot the miscellaneous book. He picked it up and flipped through it, but a piece of poetry note with someone's poems fell between the pages.

The handwriting is elegant and graceful.

However, the little emperor Li Wangque was quite puzzled.

He also likes Mr. Zhao's "Sapphire Case". Every time he applauds and applauds in front of her in a hurry, Sister Doukou never makes a sound and listens quietly. When he asks her, he either shakes his head or smiles. skip……

At this time, seeing Zhao Rong and Dou Kou looking at each other, the latter even brought up the "Sapphire Case" face to face.

The little emperor lifted his spirits and pricked up his ears, as if he was afraid of missing what the two of them said next.

"Mr. Zhao?"

Cardamom opened her lips and whispered.

Seeing that Zhao Rong was staring at her all the time, and she didn't know what she was looking at, the girl couldn't help frowning slightly, and her round and delicate chin, which was raised habitually, raised a little again.

His eyes were fixed on the "greedy talent" in the mouths of the sisters who came back from Xingzi Town not far away.

Zhao Rong was actually distracted.

Because just now when the little emperor mentioned that he could borrow and take books at will, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a book to return in Xumiwu.

Well, I brought it down from the seventh floor of the academy building and brought it to Dali with the intention of returning it...

"Oh, sorry, I remembered something else."

At this moment, the young Confucian scholar looked at the girl in palace costume and shook his head apologetically.

"you……"

A look of annoyance appeared on Cardamom's pretty face, but immediately, she took a heaving breath and calmed down.

The girl tilted her head slightly, "Have you finished thinking about Mr.

Zhao Rong looked a little embarrassed, and nodded, "Well, it's almost there."

He lowered his eyes slightly.

Recently, it seems that because of the influence of Gui's dripping heart lake water and the pictures he saw, he often has complicated thoughts and 'crazy thoughts'.

Not only desires and emotions, but even the little thoughts that pop up in my heart will be suddenly magnified with some randomness.

For example, on the carriage to the palace just now, Zhao Rong couldn't hold back for a moment, remembered, and muttered a comment about the taste of a certain liquid, which made the two women in the carriage ashamed.

Another example is not long ago when we built a small north house in Dongli. Facing the beautiful Qing Jun and his desolate lady, Zhao Rong couldn't hold back for a while, and bullied him domineeringly. However, every time the lover courts each other intimately, the two fall in love with each other, and they actually play the way of upside down.

Although Zhao Rong deliberately avoided the last step because he was worried about seeing the clarity of his mind, he just ate some appetizers and saved the abalone meal for later, but even if he realized this recently, he has been consciously restraining himself and trying his best to calm down Thoughts and desires, so that the mind is like still water.

But it also has little effect.

Because after all, a hundred secrets are a sparse one.

He often is a little careless, and thoughts and desires will emerge from the depths of his heart.

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help frowning.

And the most important thing is that unless he deliberately marks Xinhu, in many cases, the matter of being magnified is subconsciously ignored by him, thinking that it is a normal state of mind... It is hard to guard against.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but said inwardly: It seems to be related to the test of return. Hearing the meaning of what it said that night, it seems to know that this young master is in this state, but it still asks me to see the clarity of the heart...see the clarity of the heart...this kind of Under the state, even a little wave in the heart lake is magnified, isn't it several times more difficult to cultivate the mind?

Seeming to be 'sneaky' again, Zhao Rong was alarmed, raised his eyes, and whispered to the girl in palace costume who was waiting quietly:

"Well, sorry girl, what did you ask just now, can you say it again?"

Cardamom's pretty face was expressionless, she pursed her lips and looked at him for a few breaths.

She spoke and repeated it again.

"My servant dares to ask Mr. Zhao, is that Nanshan's masterpiece poem not just written for that Fairy Su? The 'he' here..."

After the words fell, the girl quietly waited for an answer.

"Oh, girl, so that's the problem."

After Zhao Rong listened carefully, he smiled and nodded.

The next second said directly: "Thinking too much."

After speaking, he immediately turned his head and strode away from the imperial study room.

The action is not sloppy.

Cardamom: "..."

Little Emperor: "..."

The atmosphere in the imperial study room fell into a dead silence.

You think too much... think too much... too much...

The solemn and sincere voice of a certain man seems to be still echoing in the study...

"Push!"

Li Wangque, who was punished to kneel, held back his laughter and couldn't help but make a sound.

Then the next second, he immediately covered his mouth and lowered his head, because the gaze of the girl in the palace costume next to her had already cast her...

The girl in palace costume pursed her lips, shifted her eyes from the little emperor, squinted her eyes and looked at the back of a young Confucian scholar striding away outside the door.

……

After walking out of the imperial study and getting rid of a certain literary girl who seemed to like brainstorming, Zhao Rong smiled.

He didn't leave the palace, but turned around, followed the memory and walked on a road of 'returning the same way'.

Zhao Rong walked towards Guanghan Palace alone.

He muttered softly on the way.

"The books in the study will be borrowed later... Well, my lord has left Qian'er and Qingdai behind, and came here to accompany you to act and have a boring meal, but you still ask the little emperor to kneel down. It's a bit outrageous."

Zhao Rong nodded, and touched the two objects in his left sleeve with his right hand.

One is a booklet.

A hidden history book from the seventh floor of the library.

one left.

It's a silver token...

……

Chapter 479 This... No... It's not from Ai's family!

Imperial City, outside Guanghan Palace.

Zhao Rong was stopped.

In front of the door, there were dozens of Li Nus who were the most important, and the leader with the highest status, Qian Yue Li Nu, stepped forward with a frown.

"Stop! You... Crescent Moon Silver Medal!"

In the next second, her words stopped abruptly, her frowning stern expression didn't have time to restrain, her knees hit the ground forward, and she knelt down.

Dozens of maids from Xianyue in front of the door also suddenly knelt down and saluted.

In the department of Yuefang, seeing the silver medal of the crescent moon is like seeing the empress dowager.

The kneeling beauties all bowed their heads respectfully, but Zhao Rong didn't look at it too much, muttering, "Well, it's pretty easy to use", and stuffed the simple silver medal in his hand back into his sleeve.

The leader Li Nu said in a daze: "Wait, you are Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao, Madam, she seems to be..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, the young Confucian scholar who put away the silver medal had already walked forward with his sleeves folded, without looking sideways, he walked around the crowd and entered the Guanghan Palace.

He seemed to be thinking about things and didn't pay much attention to them.

The leader, Li Nu, looked back at Zhao Rong's back in a daze, and finished speaking subconsciously, "...it seems...that I don't see outsiders."

It's just that someone who is far away can't hear it.

"No."

Li Nu, the leader of the string music, hesitated for a moment, her face turned serious, and she wanted to turn around and enter.

"Your Majesty ordered that no outsiders are allowed to enter, and all of us have been driven away. No one is allowed in the palace... this Mr. Zhao... can't go in."

Among the people outside the door, an inconspicuous Li Nu suddenly whispered:

"What if... what if it's not an outsider... it's someone my lady is waiting for..."

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The leading lady and everyone have wonderful expressions...

After a while.

Dozens of divorced women outside the palace gate returned to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

However, if you take a closer look, you can see that their faces are dignified, their eyes are sharp and patrolling, and they are guarding the palace gate.

Stay close.

And looking at the atmosphere, it seems that it is faintly more strict and meticulous than what Zhao Rong guarded before he came.

……

Zhao Rong didn't pay much attention to those Li women who blocked the way, and walked straight into the palace gate with his hands clasped.

He stretched his right hand into his left sleeve, clutching the Dali history book in the sleeve, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Rong walked a hundred steps along the avenue paved with glazed tiles, and his steps stopped slightly.

He stopped where he was, looked left and right at the halls and corridors extending in all directions, and fell silent for a moment.

Turning around, he looked at the way he had come.

Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't go back to the door to ask for directions, and continued to walk forward.

"Go to the front to find a maid and ask..."

He muttered and nodded.

Not long after, Zhao Rong followed his memory and came back to the hall where the Dugu Clan held a banquet not long ago.

I looked inside, no one was there.

He moved on.

After half a stick of incense.

Zhao Rong stopped at a strange fork in the corridor, and there was an elegant orchid bonsai next to it.

Standing beside the bonsai, he couldn't help frowning.

He turned his head and glanced at the way back when he came, and then at the new tunnel ahead which was still empty.

"Something's wrong, it's such a big palace, after walking for so long, why haven't I met a single lady... Uh, it shouldn't be the cold palace..."

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help muttering, and shook his head, "No, the Leng Palace doesn't even have one person. Where have all these people gone?"

With a puzzled expression on his face, he froze in place.

Careful not to go any further.

After all, he doesn't even know where he is in Guanghan Palace now, and he is a little lost.

Along the way, Zhao Rong discovered that the Guanghan Palace occupies a huge area. Some buildings are simple and old, while others are brand new and brilliant, which seem to be rebuilt.

It should be that the history of this palace is not short, and it may have been used by many dynasties in the history of Lidi in the past, inherited from generation to generation, and later generations either repaired or rebuilt on its basis.

This is also the norm in some palaces of the Yamashita Dynasty, which has a long history.

And the Guanghan Palace where Zhao Rong lost his way now is obviously the same. It is the bedroom palace where the empress dowagers of some dynasties lived. It is located in the middle of the west side of the imperial city and has a prominent position.