The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

That is to say, if we don't cause trouble, the trouble will take the initiative to find us. "

Xiang Jiu boasted that her words were rough and not rough, who wouldn't want to be in Pian'an, but...she had to finish the task as soon as possible, otherwise, she would never leave the Forbidden City, and would never be able to return to Beiyuan.

The author has something to say: Mu Surao: I heard that you want to change your job position, so the imperial eunuch can find out~~

Xiangjiu: ...

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Of course it is the queen of Xiangjiu attack~~

Maitreya Ren

There was a city in Beiyuan called Jujiu.

The name is elegant, but it is one of the largest intelligence agencies in the world.

The owner of the city is the bastard old lady in Xiangjiu's mouth - Rong Qing.

Therefore, there is a reason why Xiangjiu entered the palace as a eunuch.

According to common sense, she should dress up as a court lady, so as not to be tortured by the chest cloth every day...

But the time was tight and the task was heavy, and it happened that a young eunuch named Xiang Jiu entered the palace, whose figure was quite similar to her, so she asked her companion to tie him up, and she pretended to be a substitute, and took up the post with honor.

There is only one purpose, to complete the task as soon as possible.

Therefore, the first step is to "go out" from Xinzheku: expand the scope of activities, optimize the network structure, improve the quality of intelligence, and improve internal and external linkages.

Therefore, regardless of whether Fu Mo'er agrees or not, the matter of leaving Xinzheku is a certainty.

After hearing this, Fu Mo'er withered like a flower that lost its moisture.

In order to make her happy, Xiangjiu specially set up a relationship with Jingshifang for a few days, and got the badge to leave the palace.

"Look at what this is." Xiang Jiu raised her fist and waved it in front of Fu Mo'er's eyes.

Fu Mo'er was fetching water, took out the heavy bucket and knocked it aside, opened Xiang Jiu's fingers one by one, and said pleasantly: "Ah, brother, you want to take me out of the palace to play!"

Ever since Fushou left, she hadn't been this happy for a long time. She jumped three feet high and her smile was as bright as a spring flower.

After all, it is the nature of a child.Xiang Jiu sighed helplessly.

Without further ado, they each went back to their houses, changed into plain and clean ordinary clothes, and rushed to Xihua Gate impatiently.

After leaving the palace gate, I saw the boss dismounting from the stone, and Fu Mo'er, like a bird breaking free from a cage, dragged Xiang Jiu past the stone and plunged headlong into the lively crowd.

Like a curious child, looking here and there, he dragged Xiang Jiu to accompany her to the bamboo shed under the bridge to listen to books.

Xiangjiu let her mess around, and after she had heard enough, he took her to a restaurant with poor business——Fengyue Restaurant.

Look at the name, how aloof, how artistic, and how it matches the dismal business.

The owner of the restaurant is a tall, square-faced monk who holds the three important positions of shopkeeper, waiter, and doctor of tea.

"Mitreya Ren, bring me two catties of beef and a pot of wine." Xiang Jiu and Fu Mo'er picked a seat by the window and sat down, "I'll have two small stir-fries and a soup."

Maitreya rolls his eyes at her, and goes to the back kitchen.When he came back, he brought all the food and wine, put them down one by one, and then sat down opposite Xiang Jiu.

Without even looking at him, Xiang Jiu pulled out two pairs of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and raised them above his head, and looked at them under the bright sun: "This...you washed it?"

Maitreya reluctantly touched his shiny scalp: "Didn't you wash it off?"

Xiangjiu nodded.

Maitreya Ren: "Use it if you want it, don't pull it down!"

Xiangjiu looked at him with "no wonder the business is bleak".

"Brother, do you know each other?" Fu Mo'er asked.

Xiang Jiu didn't intend to go into details, and said a perfunctory "um", lifted the flagon and poured two glasses of wine, one for herself and one for Fu Mo'er.

There was faint excitement in Fu Mo'er's eyes, she was holding a wine cup and wanted to drink heavily, but was cut off by Xiang Jiu halfway.

"Almost forgot, children can't drink alcohol."

"Brother, I'm not young anymore." Fu Mo'er twisted her waist in protest.

It's a pity that the protest was ineffective, Xiang Jiu ruthlessly confiscated her wine cup, and in order to cut off her thoughts, she raised her head and drank it down.

Then--

Squirted out.

"...Smelly monk, did you add water to the wine?"

Maitreya denied it categorically: "No. I mixed some wine into the water."

Xiangjiu: "..."

If it wasn't for Fu Moer's presence, she would have stepped on his face.

Adhering to the idea that what is out of sight is pure, she got up and went to the counter, found a clean cotton towel, and wiped the skirt of her clothes that was stained with alcohol.

Maitreya reluctantly stuck to her like a dog's skin plaster, and collapsed on the counter without standing, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any clues?"

Xiang Jiu pursed her lips: "I hang out in Xinzheku all day, where can I find clues to that thing, but now I have a chance to serve elsewhere."

Maitreya endured the shock and said: "You have been in here for four months, and you still have no clue, second city lord, you have to live up to it."

He rubbed his hands together like the legs of a fly: "I'm not urging you, the main thing is that we...we're running out of funds for the event."

In another four months, no, in another month, he should be begging in the streets.

Xiangjiu scorned him fiercely: "When this restaurant was launched, the business was booming, but you are lucky, it will fail like this in less than four months!"

As soon as they arrived in the capital, they wanted to do some business to cover their identities, so they immediately fell in love with Fengyue Restaurant.Unexpectedly, Maitreya Ren is not the material to be a boss at all, she is a piece of shit.

Xiangjiu hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he took off the purse from his waist and threw it to him.

Maitreya weighed it for a while, feeling heavy suddenly: "You have made a fortune by washing the bucket!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Xiang Jiu slapped his bald head, looked back at the obedient Fu Mo'er, with mixed feelings in his heart: "There is an address in the purse, you send the money to a family named Fu past."

Maitreya's face froze, and he hurriedly put the money bag into his arms, clutching it tightly: "No, this money is mine."

Xiang Jiu said mercilessly: "No, it's not."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but Maitreya held back her arm and reminded: "Please hurry up, Prince Long is in a hurry."

"Understood. Long-winded." She said as she walked back, pulled Fu Mo'er and carried her out of the shop.

Fu Mo'er said strangely: "Brother, we haven't moved our chopsticks for a table of dishes."

"His family's food must be shoddy. Brother will take you to another place to eat good food."

Immediately, there was a shrill cry from behind Maitreya: "Guest officer, you haven't settled the bill yet."

Xiangjiu turned to send him a "bah".

Maitreya Ren: "..."

"Leaving the palace?" Mu Surao closed the memorial and looked at Nan Ye who was serving tea.

"Yes, I also brought a little maid with me, that is Fu Mo'er who I mentioned to you last time."

"Whoever she likes to take with her has nothing to do with me."

Nan Ye was very anxious because of the indulgence of the imperial master's rival in love, and said frowningly: "The imperial master, there is something, you have to... take the initiative."

Although the whole world is rushing to curry favor with you, but you can't always put on a stance, they gave you a bottle of Jinchuang medicine last time, so you should return the gift.

Nanye thought about it for a while, and then said: "Why don't you reward her with some gadgets to make her happy?"

Mu Surao seemed to be deliberately arguing with him, she put her hands on her face, and said with a half-smile, "Why should I reward her?"

Nanye: You deserve to be single.

Seeing him deflated, Mu Surao seemed to be proud of the success of his treacherous scheme, so he straightened his expression again and ordered him to send a message to Li Heyue's residence.

Nanye knew that this was another oral oracle that outsiders could not hear, so she hurriedly bent over the pole, raised her ears, and listened to the oracle.

"You say."

"Order him to set off immediately and go secretly to the Zhaoyao Building."

People say that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.The Zhaoyao Building is also one of the largest intelligence agencies in the Jianghu, and it has been pinching each other with Jujiu City for many years.

Although Mu Surao sneered at the forces of the Jianghu, special circumstances were treated specially.

Zhaoyao Tower became her best choice to deal with Jujiu City.

peep

Fu Mo'er was so happy that she couldn't bear to go back to the palace until Jin Wuxi fell.

Xiangjiu had no choice but to coerce and lure her, and forced her to drag her into the palace gate where the key was about to be released.

"Brother, I hate you." Fu Mo'er squatted on the ground to play tricks, her childish temper matched her little canine teeth, she was quite cute.

Xiang Jiu shrugged his shoulders, with a "bite me not to accept" expression, then shook his hand leisurely and left.

Fu. No Promise. Mo'er hurriedly chased after her.

At that time, twilight is low, and a round of red sunset is behind the west mountain.

The two were in a very good mood, and the sound of falling footsteps was like that brisk musical note.You push me with your elbows, and I squeeze you with your shoulders, and you come and go, having a great time.

When they arrived at Jiazhi Gate, they met a sedan chair carried by ten people, Xiangjiu hurriedly pulled Fu Mo'er and bowed her head.

But after all, it was a beat slower.

But a person who looked like an aunt scolded in a deep voice: "The servant of which palace has no rules at all."

Xiangjiu said respectfully: "This slave is the third-class eunuch of Xin Zheku."

"Xinzheku people?" The person on the sedan chair suddenly interjected, his voice was hoarse as if he had caught the wind and cold.

Xiang Jiu Nuo Nuo said "yes".

Then added: "The slaves are stupid and have no intention of offending the master."

Unexpectedly, the man sized her up with a smile on his face, laughed out loud, and said endlessly, "Little eunuch, you are so handsome."

Xiangjiu didn't have much experience in traveling the rivers and lakes, and most of the people she knew were rough people. It was the first time that she was praised so much, and her words were... frivolous.

His face was as red as the morning glow, and he dared not speak.

The man covered his mouth and said again: "Bright eyes and bright teeth, a beautiful face like a moon."

As he spoke, he raised his tail finger slightly, and ordered the sedan chair to move forward, and when he turned around at the hallway at the end of the road, there was no one left.

Xiangjiu patted her trembling chest, looked in the direction where she disappeared: "Mo'er...who is she?"

Fu Mo'er helped her up, and whispered in her ear: "Shoukang Palace... Concubine Meng,"

"...The one related to Sword Bean?"

"Yes, it's her."

Xiang Jiu's mind was pounding, and he raised his hand and slapped himself.

Fu Mo'er looked distressed, hurriedly hugged her arm, and asked, "What are you doing so well?"

Xiang Jiu said not calmly: "Didn't you hear how she praised my brother and me?"

Bright eyes and bright teeth.The appearance of the moon is beautiful.

It's over, and I clearly think...then what about her.

Whenever Xiang Jiu encounters troubles, she can't help showing a bit of her daughter's coquettish attitude, biting her lips, stomping her feet, her whole body is effeminate.

Fortunately, she has the skin of an eunuch, no matter how motherly she is, she can be forgiven.

Speaking of this, Fu Mo'er also reacted, her little paws acted as a cattail fan, whistling to blow a cool breeze to Xiang Jiu: "Brother, don't bother others, you belong to the emperor's son, who dares to think of you."

Xiangjiu gave her a "you think too much" look.

The high and mighty emperor's son would never fall in love with a eunuch like her, unless he was blind.

Fu Mo'er didn't take it seriously, and got behind her like a calf, put her head on her back, and pushed her all the way back to Xinzheku.

Mischievously said: "Brother, you go back to the warehouse and wait."

Since they moved into the warehouse, they haven't moved the nest again.The two are like "brothers and sisters" who depend on each other for life.

Although there are differences between men and women, Xiangjiu is basically not a man in Fu Mo'er's eyes, so he has no scruples.

"Where are you going?" Xiang Jiu grabbed her.

"I'll boil hot water for you, and you can take a bath to get rid of fatigue. Besides, I'm here to repay you. If you take me out of the palace to play, I will always repay you."

Xiang Jiu pinched her nose: "You have a conscience."

Mu Surao was looking at the painting again. She leaned against the head of the bed, unfolded the scroll, stared at the person in the painting for a long time, closed her eyes again and meditated quietly.

Only when waves of drowsiness appeared, did he put it away contentedly, and placed it carefully beside the pillow.

But I heard Nan Ye's voice from outside the Nuan Pavilion: "Princess."

"What's the matter?"

Nanye took a few steps forward, pushed open the green gauze cupboard, knelt outside the bed curtain, and said cunningly, "Didn't you ask the servant to find out if Xiangjiu has cat claw scars on her body?"

Mu Surao sat up startled as if in a dream, opened the curtain abruptly, and asked expectantly, "Did you find out?"

She had a skin-to-skin relationship with Rong Luo in Beiyuan, and she remembered clearly that there were two cat paw prints on Rong Luo's left waist.

Nan Ye licked her teeth: "...No."

Mu Surao had the urge to punish him for brushing the pail.

Nanye: "However, Xin Zheku sent a message that Xiang Jiu is preparing...to take a bath."

The corner of Mu Surao's mouth twitched, and she pointed at herself: "Do you want me to... peep?"

Nanye nodded wretchedly.

The next moment, his face came into close contact with the pillow that Mu Surao threw on him.

He had no choice but to change his words hastily: "The emperor's son, Gao Fengweijie, will definitely not do such lowly things. You rest first, and leave the peeping to the servant."

That's not okay!If Xiangjiu is really Rong Luo, wouldn't I let you, an old eunuch, humiliate my daughter-in-law's reputation.

Mu Surao said impatiently: "...Forget it, I will go in person."

Nanye: "..."

Doing what you say is a beautiful quality that every emperor who wants to be famous must have.

In order to better carry out "sneak peeping", Mu Surao decisively changed into eunuch clothes.If she is caught by someone at that time, she can confidently argue that they are all eunuchs, so let's see what happens.

Of course, the disadvantage is that the clothes don't fit well, and the hat doesn't fit well.

Just like before, Mu Surao would only take one person with him when he was doing sneaky things——Nan Ye.

The main purpose is to drag him into the water, because he is too talkative, and he likes to report to the imperial concubine the most, in order to gain her love... and rewards.

Forcing him to be with him, they are like grasshoppers on a rope, one is damaged and the other is damaged, and the other is prosperous.

With her hands in her sleeves and her head bowed, she followed Nan Ye respectfully, out of the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and then out of the Zunyi Gate and the Inner Right Gate one after another. All the way was peaceful and unnoticed.

He walked all the way to the boundary of the North Third Institute, then stood up straight, rubbed his sore neck, and muttered with understanding: "It's hard work being a slave."

Nan Ye stopped, and began to slap dragon farts for the 520th time in his life: "My lord, you visit privately every year, and this time is the same. You are all experiencing the sufferings of the people. It is really the work of the Mingjun!"

When the voice fell to the ground, he did not forget to give a thumbs up.

Mu Surao: Thank you for giving such a high-sounding reason for my "peeping".

Then she despised him from the beginning to the end, and said "Don't be old-fashioned" to him.

Nanye: "..."

People say that "things of a feather flock together", so a cold palace like the Beisan Institute is naturally next to Xinzheku, and there is only a wall separating it.

Mu Surao is a wise emperor. He reflected and summed up the reasons for being caught last time. To be on the safe side, he decided to save the country this time by going over the wall from the Beisan Institute and entering Xinzheku.

Nan Ye was the chief eunuch, and as soon as his dental badge was displayed, he ordered the guards of the cold palace to unlock the door for them.

When he went in with Mu Surao, he told the guards: "Don't peek, or you will goug your eyes."

This move was highly praised by Mu Surao.

The guard, on the other hand, was like a broken dog's tail flower, messing up in the night wind.

"My lord, this is the wall." After observing, Nan Ye stopped at the foot of a wall.

At that time, Mu Surao was poking the ivy that slipped out from the cracks of the floor tiles with the dead branches he had picked up, thinking about taking this little guy back and making Nuan Rongrong his companion.

The so-called emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, when Nanye saw Mu Surao's leisurely look, he was a little annoyed: "My lord, hurry up, if you continue to dawdle, Xiangjiu will be out of the bath."

To put it simply and succinctly - the opportunity must not be missed, and the opportunity will never come again.

Mu Surao thought the words were reasonable, threw away the dead branches, and gave him a look.

Nan Ye accurately grasped the deep meaning, and lifted the hem of her clothes, revealing her old cold legs.

As soon as Mu Surao saw it, she remembered the painful experience of spraining her foot because of it last time, she showed a toothache expression, and waved her wrist, beckoning Nanye to take it back.

Immediately, he sank into his dantian, jumped lightly, jumped twice on the tattered glazed tile eaves, and fell into Xin Zheku's courtyard.

Nan Ye's head was full of black lines: "Obviously I can do light work, why did I step on my old cold legs last time?"

Then he realized a new problem...

How is he going to turn over...

Identity

There is no special bathing room in the palace, if the masters want to take a bath, they always order the servants to boil hot water and send it to the warm pavilion.

Not to mention Xin Zheku.

Mu Surao guessed that Xiang Jiu should have taken a hasty shower in the clean room.

Like a thief, she searched from room to room. When she passed the warehouse, she heard the sound of splashing water.

He stopped abruptly.

I poked through the window screen with my fingertips, peeked in through the hole, and saw that the house was full of water vapor, just like the mist in the winter morning, and the incense in the middle of the mist was soaking in the bathtub, humming a little song leisurely.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

A trace of joy rose in Mu Surao's heart, and she poked the hole a little wider with excitement.

She wondered how long it would take to soak in the bath. When the water was cold, people would naturally come out of the tub. At that time, she would definitely be able to see the cat's paw prints.

But suddenly found that there are two floors in the room, one is against the wall and the other is against the window.

Oh!This bastard actually lived with someone else.

Mu Surao's heart burst into sour bubbles, hmph, I defend myself like a jade for you, but you cuckold me.

She gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger. After calming down for a while, she felt that she had mistaken Xiang Jiu for Rong Luo.

Live together, live together, what to do with her.Turning around, she found Nan Ye standing beside her, and her scalp twitched in fright.

Fortunately, he covered his mouth in time, preventing the scream from bursting out.

He asked in a low voice, "Why did you come here?"

Nan Ye raised his sleeves and touched the sweat on his face indiscriminately, straightened his clothes that had been scratched several times, and replied breathlessly: "The servant is old and useless."

God knows how he got here, first he climbed up the tree, then swung onto the wall with the top branch, and finally stepped on the air, magnificently... fell into Xinzheku.

A handful of old bones almost fell apart.

The first thought when I got up was "I want to retire".

Otherwise, sooner or later, he will be tossed to death by Mu Surao, an uncertain ancestor.

"Have you found Xiangjiu?" Nanye asked.

Mu Surao hastily raised his index finger to his lips, telling him to keep his voice down, and pointed at the hole angrily: "It's inside."

"That's right!" Nan Ye showed joy, "I'm going to take a look."

After saying that, he pouted his buttocks and lay down on the window sill.

Mu·wife-protecting madman·Su Rao grabbed him by the nape of his neck with great force, dragging him to a stagger, thumped, and fell into a dog gnawing mud.

"You dare to look at my people—"

"Who's outside!!" Xiangjiu, who was immersed in the hot bath, was shocked by the wind and grass, and looked around, and found a small hole poked out in the corner of the window screen.

Damn, I'm afraid I'm exposing my daughter.

She waved out a handful of water and extinguished the candle not far away, and the room was instantly invisible.

Immediately, he pulled out the bathtub neatly, wrapped his chest in a mess, put on his clothes and rushed out the door.

And Mu Surao outside the door left Nanye again...and fled away.

But Nan Ye wouldn't just accept his fate, he staggered towards the front yard with his clothes on his hem.

That plump figure is like a rolling wax gourd.

Xiang Jiu didn't intend to chase him, picked up a quick rock in his hand, swung his arm, it drew a graceful arc under the night sky, and hit Nan Ye on the back of the head.

Alas, Nan Ye fell out of the second dog chewing mud tonight.

Xiang Jiu approached him with strides, rolled up his sleeves and kicked violently.

Kicked, Nanye screamed, finally couldn't take it anymore, hugged Xiangjiu's leg, begged grandpa to tell grandma, and shouted: "Master Xiang, it's me."

Xiang Jiu felt that the voice was familiar, and bent down to see his true face: "Director Nan!!"

"That's right, you've recognized me." Nanye was overjoyed.

At the end, he approached again: "It's really flooding the Dragon King Temple, my family doesn't know my family."

Who the hell is your own family.

Xiang Jiu looked at him and said, "You... are not serving the emperor's master in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, what are you doing here?"

Nan Ye replied with a guilty conscience: "...The imperial master has rested, and I'm wandering around."

"Then you have wandered far enough." Xin Zheku and the Hall of Mental Cultivation are separated by thousands of miles.

"Hey, I'm old, I can't control my legs and feet."

"I can't just see the legs and feet, don't you? You can't control your eyes, right? You're peeping at people taking a bath!"

Obviously it was the prince who peeked at it, okay?

Nanye's old face was a little uneasy: "It's nothing—"

"There is such a big hole in the window screen for no reason, could it be that it was eaten by moths?" Xiang Jiu asked strangely.

Where it is eaten by moths, it is clearly eaten by dragons!

But who is Nanye? Mu Surao has always regarded him as a confidant slave.

The so-called raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a short period of time, he knew in his heart that the time to sacrifice for the emperor's son had come, so he bit the bullet and said: "...Master Xiang, you and I are both eunuchs, I have what you have, and I don't have what you don't have. I Just take a look, nothing else."

Xiang Jiu became murderous.

But there is still a little... small entanglement in my heart.

After all, Nanye was kind to her and rescued her from the Punishment Department not long ago.Walking in the rivers and lakes pays attention to the word "righteousness", she can't repay her kindness with revenge.

Therefore, he decided to give Nanye a decent death.

He asked in a serious tone, "How do you want to die?"

Nanye: "!!?"

"How about dying by taking poison? Although the internal organs are poisoned to pieces, the appearance is intact."

Nanye: "!!?"

"How about... suffocation? This can also leave a whole body."

Nan Ye is considered a person who has seen big winds and waves, and he could tell that Xiang Jiu didn't bluff him, so he said with a stiff tongue: "Master Xiang...you killed the slave, the imperial master will be sad."

As soon as he said this, he himself didn't believe it. If the imperial master really cared about him, he wouldn't leave him here as a scapegoat.

Thinking of this, Nanye shed two tears.

Xiang Jiu was stunned.

She hasn't done it yet, why... started crying?

To be honest, this was the first time she made someone cry, and she was always a little at a loss.

"Director Nan," Xiang Jiu helped him up, and comforted him, "A man does not shed tears lightly."

"I'm not a man!" Nanye pinched the orchid and pointed at Sapo.

After that, his tears fell down like beads with a broken thread.

Such a situation is called "bitter tricks" in professional terms, and anyone with a discerning eye will know it at a glance, but Xiangjiu Jianghu lacks experience, so he really softens his heart.

In addition, my head gradually cleared up, thinking that losing a eunuch in the palace is nothing, but losing a head eunuch is really a big deal.

After much deliberation, he planned to take a step back: "Director Nan, how long have you been peeping at me for taking a bath?"

Nan Ye opened his eyes wide and sincerely: "I didn't see it at all. I was just about to take a look, but you discovered it." The main reason is that the prince didn't let me take a look.

"Really?"

"real."

"I didn't see something that shouldn't be seen-oh!"

Xiangjiu's Tianling Gai was suddenly hit with a sap!Venus stared straight out of his eyes, the sky was spinning, and he fell to the ground...

Nanye looked in surprise at the person who suddenly came out from the corner: "Prince!"

He knew that the emperor's master hated him.

Mu Surao urged him: "Stop talking nonsense, turn the person over."

"What do you want to do?"

"Pick off her clothes." Look for the cat's paw prints.

Nanye: "..."

"My good master, let's go first."

If the disturbance continues, the entire Xinzheku servants will wake up, and it will be too late to leave.

Mu Surao thought he was nagging: "Don't dawdle, hurry up."

Nanye compelled by her lust, had no choice but to do so.Using both hands as shovels, with a light push, Xiang Jiu turned over like a salted fish.

For the sake of safety, he said again: "My lord, it's not honorable to pick up people's clothes after all, let's take Xiang Jiu to a place where no one is around to pick them up."

That's right, no one is around, so it's easy to do whatever you want.

"Then... carry it back to the warehouse." Mu Surao said.

Nan Ye extracted the key word "back", immediately turned into an old scalper, and carried Xiang Jiu on his back without any complaints.

Follow Mu Surao back to the warehouse.

As soon as he entered the house, he hurriedly threw Xiang Jiu on the floor, and ran around the house like burning his buttocks, to make sure that no unrelated people witnessed the crime Mu Surao was about to commit.

Later, feeling a little worried, he took off his hat and blocked the small hole in the window screen.

Mu Surao, on the other hand, looked around with great interest, and all he could see were new or old, big or small boxes, brooms, dustpans, wooden shelves...

Piles of things occupy most of the warehouse.

The environment is very dirty and messy.

"My lord, it's done, you hurry up and pick it up." Nan Ye said with sweat profusely.

Mu Surao squinted at him unhappily, she said this as if she wanted to favor Xiang Jiu.

Nanye: You already have unreasonable thoughts about others.

"The servant is outside to let you in." He said as he went out slyly, and after closing the door, he stood there like a door god.

Mu Surao still looked leisurely and leisurely, found the fire sickle, lit a soybean oil lamp, squatted beside Xiang Jiu, carefully looked at Xiang Jiu's face carefully by the light of a bean fire.

By the way, I got started.

Pinch the cheeks, pull the nose, pull the ears.

He said to himself: "It's not easy."

Then start to build your mind.Although the clothes can be peeled off, but what if Xiang Jiu doesn't have cat paw prints?

Was she molesting a eunuch?Since then, a dark stain has been added to the perfect imperial career.

Who cares, let's talk about it first.

Mu Surao gritted his fists and brushed his palms, hooking Xiangjiu's waist belt with his fingertips...

At this moment...Xiang Jiu woke up.

Not the kind of waking up in a daze, but extremely sober.

She opened those big black grape-like eyes, and met Mu Surao's eyes.

Both of them were startled.

The author has something to say: Usually it is a daily change, with one day off every six days.

I like it and remember to collect it~~

Opened a new brain hole "I help my ex-wife get out of singles every day", and the advance payment has already been opened.

enemy

This situation is very similar to the last time in Zhongzheng Hall of Renhe, when Mu Surao asked her to look up.

It's just that the atmosphere is very awkward.

"...Imperial Master?" Xiang Jiu looked at Mu Su Rao's eunuch attire, and called her hesitantly.

His gaze gradually moved down, and fell on Mu Surao's claws that were doing bad things.

"What are you... undoing the slave's belt?"

After saying that, I was stunned for the first time.

Like enlightenment, he understood everything that happened tonight.

It turned out that it wasn't Nanye who was peeping at her, but the imperial mistress was peeping at her. Not only that, the imperial mistress was obsessed with it, and wanted...and pampered her.

After all, Xiangjiu is a daughter's family. When has she been treated like this before? She covered her neckline in horror, as if she was holding on to the last line of defense.

After thinking about it, I felt that such a reaction was not too intense, so I took a deep breath and screamed with all my might.

"what--"

The voice was so sharp and the ending tune was so shrill that the entire roof shook three times.

Almost lifted Mu Surao's spiritual cover.

"Don't call!" Mu Surao threatened with sharp eyes.

How could Xiangjiu be obedient and obedient, she sank into her dantian, and was about to scream again.

Mu Surao was in a hurry, she didn't care about her decency, so she jumped up and covered her mouth: "Call again, I'll cut your tongue off!"

Nan Ye, who was guarding outside, was frightened by the scream, and Lao Han's legs softened. Through the door, he asked tremblingly, "Prince?"

After a long time without getting a response, he simply opened the door and entered the room to find out, and happened to see Mu Suluo rushing towards Xiangjiu... throwing himself into his arms.

Nan Ye: The picture is too beautiful to look at.

Immediately afterwards, there was some rustling movement in the yard, presumably it was the eunuchs and maids who were awakened by the screams.

Nan Ye scratched her thigh anxiously: "My lord, someone is coming, let's run."

How could the king of a country be afraid of a slave, Mu Surao resolutely rejected his proposal, and raised his chin slightly to show his stubbornness.

"I want to see how Xin Zheku dares to treat me."

Nanye, one head and two big, knew that she was having a stubborn temper, so he coaxed: "You are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, how dare they. But... we came here secretly, and it will be bad for our reputation if we spread it out."

And you still pretend to be a eunuch, which is too insulting to Guanghui's image.

Mu Surao pushed Xiang Jiu away and stood up, held her head high and said, "What are you afraid of, at worst, I just say that I have taken a fancy to this little eunuch, and came here to have a tryst with this beautiful woman."

Xiangjiu: "!!?"

Nan Ye couldn't help but rejoice: "My lord, do you really think so?"

"You are not joking." Mu Surao said indifferently.Anyway, among the selections of Huang Jun's servants who are full of the harem, nine of them are not more fragrant, and nine of them are less fragrant.

Xiangjiu: Don't compare faces! !

Nanye winked at Xiangjiu: "Little eunuch, don't hesitate to thank the Lord for your kindness."

Thank you sister!

Did I enter the palace as a eunuch to get out of the order?

She could no longer pretend to be a weak and bullied face, and got up sullenly, thinking about how to send these two bastards away.

After a short thought, he made up his mind.

In an enchanting posture, she slowly raised her hand and took off the belt around her waist.Then he opened his outer shirt abruptly, tore off the material on his shoulders, revealing his snow-white shoulders...

Finally, don't forget to untie the bun and loosen the messy black hair.

Mu Surao and Nan Ye: "..."

They had never seen such a servant who couldn't wait to sleep.

"Presumptuous!" Mu Su's pretty face blushed, and she turned her face away.

Xiang Jiu decided to show her a little more presumptuousness, and rushed to the door like the wind, screaming: "Come on, help, there are flower pickers!"

In the middle of the call, he fell in slow motion and rolled down the stone steps, covered in dust, adding a touch of "miserable" to the "wretched" self who was ruined by others.

Then he got up again, stumbled and ran away.

Every time he took a step, he said delicately and weakly: "The rascal is molesting!"

Mu Surao and Nan Ye: "!!?"

"Your Majesty, what should I do?"

Nan Ye can be considered a person who has experienced big storms, and never expected to encounter such a hurdle in his life.

Mu Surao turned her head back to suffer such a big loss, felt aggrieved to death, and said in a huff, "What else can I do, just run!"

If someone really came, she would not be able to wash it off even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

Thanks to them running fast.As soon as the front foot left, Xiang Jiu rushed in with a group of Xinzheku people on the back foot.

All of them are holding up something, menacing.

Fu Mo'er was the most emotional, her hair was blown out, she was the first to rush into the house, and cursed: "Thief, give it to grandma, I'll get out."

Then I saw the messy mat on the floor.

My mind uncontrollably started imagining that is not suitable for children.

After a few snaps of the fingers, the weak heart was branded with a serious shadow.

Lin Daiyu fell to the ground and howled to the sky: "Brother, it's all my fault! I'll never boil your bath water again!"

His grief-stricken appearance created an illusion for everyone present that Xiangjiu had died.

The next day was sunny as usual.The sky is blue and the clouds are white and snowy.

The news that Nanye's son had encountered a flower picker fell into the 48th hall like a bird with wings.

Everyone in the palace was shocked.

The previous dynasty was even more worried.

Mu Surao sat upright on the dragon chair for two hours, her back was sore and her back hurt, she finally hoped that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had finished speaking, and when she opened her mouth to say "retire from the dynasty", Prince Long stopped her.

"Your Majesty," Prince Long came out and stood in the center of the hall, "I heard that something big happened to Xin Zheku last night."

Yes, there is a trickster.

Mu Surao resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "It's just Xin Zheku, don't bother the emperor."

Prince Long smiled warmly: "I am really worried about the safety of Your Majesty and the harem."

"The affairs of the harem are presided over by the imperial concubine."

"The Imperial Concubine is old, Your Majesty should establish Huang Jun as soon as possible."

These words are indeed the aspirations of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, and all the people came forward to agree with them.

Finally, the white-haired Prime Minister Li made a concluding speech——

How can we sweep the world without sweeping a house?

Successfully raised the internal conflicts in the family to a national crisis.

Mu Surao's face turned green with anger.As soon as he returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he ordered the female officer to draw up an order, and the officials of Prime Minister Li were dismissed and exiled to Sheshan.

The reason is that he confuses the public with deceitful words and despises the imperial power.

Nan Ye showed her the imperial decree that was still in ink, thinking: "My lord, are you really dealing with Prime Minister Li?"

Mu Surao: "Fake."

Nanye: "..."

"He is a veteran of the three dynasties, with deep roots, and he is the former emperor's tutor, how can I be arrogant."

Nanye: Wow, your ideological consciousness is so high.

"It's safe to send someone to assassinate him directly."

Nan Ye knelt down with a puff: "My lord, think twice!"

Mu Surao closed her eyes with a look of determination.

Not long after, Jing Xi came in and called Qian, saying that it was the imperial concubine who came.

As soon as the conversation started, the imperial concubine barged in, seeing Mu Surao first