The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

I'm here.

Also carrying a pair of heavy shoulder poles.

Fu Mo'er was very nervous and forcibly stabilized her spirit.Unloading the shoulder pole, he looked at Dou Axing with "eyes rippling".

She took out a pink silk handkerchief and handed it to him: "Don't rub your eyes, just wipe off your sweat."

She raised the corners of her lips, revealing her small snow-white canine teeth.

Dou Axing's heart trembled.

"No, no need."

He is twenty-five, he has always been dull and not good at speaking, and he is prone to blush when he talks to court ladies.

Very innocent.

Fu Mo'er continued her efforts: "Take it."

As if in a hurry, he grabbed Dou Axing's hand and was about to stuff it to him.

Dou Axing was also anxious, jumped away trembling, and ran wildly along the base of the wall.

It's like running for your life.

progress

Fu Mo'er froze in place, very upset.

Even more distressed was Xiangjiu who learned that the plan had failed.

Back in the warehouse, the brother and sister leaned against the window and stared at each other in silence.

Fu Mo'er was used to being careless, so she lost her composure at first, and muttered a few times, telling the story of the seduction process.

Xiang Jiuping took a deep breath and sorted out the matter three times back and forth, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it.

He pinched Fu Mo'er's face again, looked left and right.

Words said: "Close the moon and shame the flowers, sink the fish and drop the wild goose."

No problem.

Why can't this kind of beauty attract Dou Axing?

Fu Mo'er opened Xiang Jiu's hand, and held her face that was pinched sorely: "Brother, let's talk about it first, I won't seduce him anymore."

It's so hurtful.

She said something casually, which meant to wake up the dreamer.

Xiangjiu clapped her hands as if she had been spat with chicken blood, and called out "Oh my god".

Fu Mo'er was startled.

Covering the little heart that was about to jump out of the heart: "Brother, what are you doing?"

Xiang Jiu's eyes were burning, and he said excitedly: "I thought of it."

"what."

"Dou Axing doesn't like girls!"

Fu Mo'er was shocked by this idea!

Therefore, she retreated from the front line of the battle and entrusted Xiang Jiu with the honorable task of seducing Dou Axing.

To be honest, although Xiang Jiu is a high-quality spy, he has never done a few serious tasks in his life.

Most of them live in Jujiu city to enjoy their happiness.

Seducing people is also the first time.

But it's better than Fu Mo'er's half-bad guy.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

After learning from the last time, Xiang Jiu decided to set a theme for the upcoming second seduction - throwing herself into her arms.

And Fu Mo'er was not idle.

Whenever I have free time, I go to the Piku for a stroll, and successfully figure out the workflow there.

This day was the tenth day of August, and Dou Axing was going to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to collect defective goods, and then shipped them out of Xihuamen together with the inventory in Piku for sale.

He pushed the wooden cart, and the wheels of the cart creaked and rolled slowly on the corridor.

It was at this time that Xiang Jiu boarded.

Dou Axing pushed the wooden cart, and she also pushed the wooden cart.

There are baskets of large bamboo baskets on the cart, which are filled with weeds that have just been dug.

They were muddy and smelled of damp.

Dou Axing saw this wooden cart of the same model from a long distance. The road is not too wide, and there may be collisions when the two carts meet.

He stopped moving forward, and pushed the car to the base of the wall to cling to it.

Quite graciously made way for Xiangjiu.

Xiangjiu gave him a knowing smile, with gratitude and shyness in his smile.

The eyes are still a little bit hesitant to talk...

Dou Axing knew her.

A friend of Piku once passed by Xinzheku by chance, and the partner pointed to the door and said, "See the person washing the barrels by the pool? The most handsome eunuch ever in the Forbidden City."

Curious, he moved his eyeballs...

Just in time, Xiang Jiu raised his face to wipe his sweat.

Immediately, I was astonished.

"Thank you, brother." Xiang Jiu said.

"You're welcome." Dou Axing didn't expect to meet her here.

Thinking of my improper peep last time, I was so ashamed to see others.

Xiangjiu pushed the cart a lot closer, fearing that the two carts would rub against each other, carefully moving left and right, and slowly pushed forward.

When passing by Dou Axing.

Deliberately sprained his foot.

Fall sideways to Dou Axing.

I vowed to implement the "throwing in the arms and throwing in the arms".

At the critical moment when physical contact was about to occur, Dou Axing...dodged away.

Xiang Jiu's handsome face fell firmly on the hard bluestone road.

My head was thrown into a daze.

Stars in the eyes, dizzy.

Dou Axing kindly stepped forward to help her up: "Are you okay? This road is peaceful, so be careful when you pass here."

Xiangjiu: Did you catch Lao Tzu?

Enduring the pain on her cheeks, she gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "Thank you, brother, for reminding me."

Dou Axing stared straight at her, and only sighed that a beauty is a beauty, and her fake smiles are so magnificent.

Xiang Jiu brought back a heavy message: the second mission failed.

Fu Mo'er jokingly said, "I don't think it's as simple as failure."

Pointing to the wound on Xiangjiu's cheek, she made up the knife and said, "It should be a fiasco."

She bit the last two words very much.

Xiangjiu expressed that she wanted to cry.

Threatened to sever the relationship with her siblings.

Fu Mo'er shrugged indifferently, went to the front yard to bring a bucket of well water, twisted a veil and applied it to Xiang Jiu's wound.

In order to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

"Take it easy." Xiang Jiu yelled out of fear of pain.

"You deserve it." Fumo began to turn over the old score, "You think things can be done so easily, but you can't even take care of yourself, and you even help the concubine Duan get ahead, cut it!"

Xiangjiu secretly scolded her for being a little brat, for not being ignorant.

Fu Mo'er's mouth was bean curd with a knife, the strength in her hands was really much lighter, and her tone of voice softened: "Then what should we do next?"

Continue to seduce for the third time?

She felt choking enough.

That Dou Axing is purely a lump of wood, and he will not be enlightened when he dies.

No matter how many times you seduce him, you won't be hooked.

"It's better to be tough, tie him up, beat him up, and force him to tell everything about Wen Bao."

"You think brother, I don't want to?" Xiang Jiu grinned.

She is a mixed bag, and she is straightforward in her work.

If it wasn't for being in the Forbidden City and being shackled everywhere, when Wen Bao was found having a night party with him that night, he would have tortured him to extract a confession

There is no need to go through so much trouble!

Fu Mo'er yelled at her again: "It's not that you don't want to, it's that you don't dare!"

Xiang Jiu is a hot dog, and she can't wait to show her a set of powerful boxing skills.

At this moment, a little court lady came to support them, saying that someone was looking for them from outside.

Could it be that the prince sent someone to inquire about the progress of the work?

Xiangjiu was timid.

Pretending to be weak, she said, "Mo'er, brother is seriously injured and is not fit to see others, she should go instead of brother."

As he spoke, he groaned twice.

Fu Mo'er said with a heartless face: "Go by yourself."

Xiangjiu: Woo, the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs.

She went away devastated.

Whilst walking, I muttered, unexpectedly, I, the second city lord of Jujiu City, would also have today.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he shouted, "Who is looking for me?"

A stalwart shadow emerged from the side: "It's me."

Xiang Jiu was taken aback.

It was Dou Axing.

"Do you still recognize me..." Dou Axing scratched the back of his head with a shy face.

Xiang Jiu entered the scene instantly.

The watery eyes showed three points of doubt, and the lips moved for a while: "You are... um..."

After a period of laborious embarrassment, he said in a tone of sudden realization: "It must be the big brother who made way for me today!"

The tone of the second half of the sentence suddenly raised two octaves to express the mood of "nice to meet you".

"... Just call me Dou Axing."

Xiangjiu: "So it's Brother Dou. What are you looking for?"

Dou Axing was really too tall and strong, Xiang Jiu had to raise his face with great effort when talking to her.

A beautiful face is like a blooming flower, born in the sun, transparent and vigorous.

Dou Axing lost his mind for a moment.

"I, I am for..."

He frantically took out two eggs from his bosom, stuffed them into Xiang Jiu's hands, "It's still hot, you roll it on your face, it can reduce swelling and blood stasis."

My face should be... cold compress.

Xiang Jiu put the eggs away: "Thank you, Brother Dou."

She opened her big eyes and continued to discharge.

The soles of Dou Axing's feet were numb and crispy, and he ran from the bottom to the top of the scalp, and his limbs also went limp.

Her breathing was messed up, she didn't even have time to say goodbye, she buried her head, and ran away like a little daughter-in-law.

Xiang Jiu lowered the corners of his mouth and smiled indifferently.

In order to praise his superb acting skills, he returned to the warehouse and peeled two eggs clean.

One was eaten in two or three bites, and the other was used to tease Fu Mo'er.

"Which unconscionable person hurt me just now?"

Fu Mo'er looked at the white and tender egg, swallowed, and smiled obsequiously: "Brother, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"It was my fault to underestimate you. From now on, I will listen to whatever you say."

"Good boy." Satisfied with her answer, Xiang Jiu generously handed her the egg.

Fu Mo'er felt as if she had found a treasure, and ate happily: "This Dou Axing is really capable of getting such delicious food."

"Piku has oil and water to fish for, unlike our Xinzheku, which at most fishes for dung and water."

Fu Mo'er: If you don't displease me, will you die?

"Then is he ticked?" Fu Mo'er asked.

"Of course," Xiang Jiu didn't hide his complacency, "I don't even look at how beautiful I am."

Fu Mo'er: No matter how beautiful she is, she's just a eunuch!

The matter of cultivating feelings is like two armies confronting each other.

Dou Axing finally became a fish biting the hook, so naturally Xiang Jiu couldn't ignore him.

Pulling Fu Mo'er to discuss a return gift for Dou Axing.

The good name is that courtesy is reciprocal.

Fu Mo'er had a hard time, not knowing what kind of gift could be equivalent to eggs.

My brain was almost muddled, and I couldn't figure out why.

I came up with a bad idea: "Brother, why don't you go to the Imperial Dining Room for a walk in the dark tonight."

If you are lucky, you can find a roast chicken or something like last time.

When the time comes, give it to Dou Axing, it will be considered as a token of love between you and him.

Xiang Jiu said seriously: "No, no, no."

The prince can say, if I go to the imperial dining room to slip the door and pick the lock, she will chop off my paw.

This woman is a cruel person.

Can't be bothered.

"Then I have nothing to do." Fu Mo'er froze.

Xiangjiu was still smiling, and rubbed the top of her hair: "I have to go to Yushan, but I have to go in a fair manner."

Apricot out of the wall

The so-called being upright is to give money to the supervisor of the imperial dining room.

Commonly known as bribery.

For this reason, Fu Mo'er's dowry hidden in the cracks of the bricks was used.

Xiangjiu picked and picked, and picked two ingots of 20 taels of snowflake silver.

After thinking about it, I picked another round and clear jade bracelet.

He murmured with pain in his heart and liver: "Destroy money and eliminate disasters."

Fu Mo'er: "What the hell? Where did the disaster come from?"

The emperor's son chopped off my claws.

Xiang Jiu prevaricated: "I mean, I don't know if the head supervisor of the imperial dining room would like these things."

"These are all good things, but..." Fu Mo'er hesitated to speak.

The imperial dining room is the most lucrative place in the Forbidden City, so many people want to go in.

It is no exaggeration to say that working in the imperial dining room is basically equivalent to making a fortune and reaching the pinnacle of life.

These people have made a lot of money, and they all judge people by their nostrils.

However, it's not surprising that there are many people who are polite, it's a fool not to accept him if he has money!

But it turns out that the supervisor is an idiot.

Seeing Xiang Jiupeng coming to something, he didn't even blink his eyes, and at first glance he was someone who had thumped in the mountains of gold and silver.

Xiang Jiu didn't know what to do, straightened his waist and said forcefully: "You are not giving me face, or you are not giving my godfather face."

The supervisor was fooled by her and asked, "Who is your godfather?"

"I, Xiangjiu, have only one godfather."

When the supervisor heard her name, he was stunned.

This is the hottest new star recently.Gossip about her is flying all over the sky, emerging in endlessly.

A smile comparable to that of a chrysanthemum bloomed on his withered old face.

He said as attentively as he was serving his master: "Just wait, I'll get you some good wine and food right now."

Two quarters of an hour later, Xiang Jiu stepped into the gate of Piku carrying the food box.

Instantly a wave

The eunuchs and maids could no longer take care of their work, they all squeezed to the window and stretched their necks to look at her.

Admire the beautiful face of this famous man.

Dou Axing was counting the leather goods that had just entered the warehouse in the corner, and seeing the big guy suddenly became agitated, he couldn't help putting down his notebook and pen: "What are you doing?"

Someone turned around and waved at him: "Come on, come on."

Dou Axing took a few steps forward in a strange way.

The man withdrew from the crowd and gave him the space left.

Dou Axing squeezed in.

He was tall and tall, and his eyes passed over the heads of everyone effortlessly, looking at the beautiful figure in the middle of the courtyard.

Seems a little familiar.

He couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Just then the man turned around.

A pair of sharp eyes, as bright as stars.

Every frown and smile, every movement of hands and feet are like pink peaches swaying in the wind, full and flexible, yet fragrant and soft.

Wow--

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Sigh, she was astonished as a heavenly being.

But seeing her thin lips parted slightly, she shouted crisply: "Brother Ah Xing!"

Dou Axing was stunned.

Everyone cast envious or jealous or ambiguous eyes at him.

Embarrassed, Dou Axing squeezed them away and trotted to Xiangjiu.

"...Xiang, Xiang... are you looking for me?"

Fragrant?

Goosebumps appeared on Xiangjiu's bones, he resisted the twitching of the corner of his mouth, and pretended to be cute: "I'll bring you dinner."

She raised the food box.

Dou Axing can smell the mouth-watering fragrance through the lid of the box.

He asked in surprise, "Where did it come from?"

"Don't worry about it, it's all delicious food from the imperial dining room. The eggs you gave me last time are very useful."

Xiangjiu tilted his face and motioned him to look: "The swelling is gone, it's all gone, I came here specially to thank you."

"You're welcome—"

"I've come all the time, so you can take this kindness."

Dou Axing had no choice but to agree, and when he was about to reach out to pick it up, Xiang Jiu said: "Then I'll wait for you in the Garden of Compassion."

"……it is good."

The Garden of Compassion, as the name suggests, is related to the Palace of Compassion, but they are not connected. There is a corridor between the two.

It stands to reason that the Empress Dowager moved into the Palace of Compassion Ten Years ago, in addition to renovating the large and small palaces to create a new atmosphere for the new owner, it is appropriate to tidy up the Garden of Compassion.

However, Mu Surao was not allowed.

To be precise, Mu Surao refused to allow the Ministry of Internal Affairs to allocate money on the grounds that the new emperor ascended the throne and the treasury was empty.

The queen mother was so angry that her nose was not her nose and her mouth was not her mouth, but she forced a smile on her face, pretending to be open-minded.

"You are the new emperor, you have the final say" on his face.

She pretends, and Mu Surao pretends too.

A pair of loving mothers and filial sons, happy and harmonious.

Mu Surao also promised that if she waited a little longer, she would definitely help her mother realize her wish.

This wait is ten years.

The Empress Dowager gave up, knowing that Su Rao was deliberately avoiding her, so she never mentioned it again.

This place has also been reduced to a place where slaves hang out.

Xiang Jiu went into a small gazebo, blowing away the dead leaves and dust on the stone benches, and placed the dishes one by one.

As soon as it was set up, Dou Axing came.

He seemed to be afraid that Xiangjiu would wait for him in a hurry, so he took fast and big steps.The forehead is also full of sweat.

Come down from the veranda, step on the stone path and enter the pavilion...

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there are only a few incense burners.

After eating dinner, Mu Surao still felt empty, so she ordered an ice bowl.

The bottom of the bowl is ice, and on the ice are fresh walnuts, raisins, date cakes and freshly peeled fruits.

Colorful and very pretty.

She spooned it small by small, feeling extremely comfortable.

When he was excited to eat, Jing Xi sneaked into the curtain, bowed to her and said, "My lord, things are progressing."

Mu Surao asked him to come forward and speak.

Jing Xi complied, and continued: "The servant has been following Xiang Jiu according to your instructions these few days. She has recently been eyeing a person named Dou Axing who works in Piku."

Then began to elaborate.

He described Xiangjiu's "intentional seduction" vividly.

Mu Surao's face turns pale and turns blue.

I can't help but feel a little green on my head...

Although Xiang Jiu is not Rong Luo, she can hook up with whoever she likes.

However, she couldn't use Rong Luo's face to seduce her.

Tell me, if that Dou A became lustful and kissed that face, wouldn't it be the same as kissing her Rong Luo!

Thinking about it this way, the green on his head became more and more serious.

I also lost interest in the sweet and delicious ice bowl, and threw the spoon on the Kang table.

No more!

Jing Xi has a bad heart, and annoyed that he was not too tactful in his words just now, so he directly expressed Xiang Jiu's sacrificial appearance, and expressed the feeling of being an affair.

Look at Mu Surao's livid face again.

It's almost over.

Of course, it wasn't him who "finished", it was Xiang Jiu.

I saw Mu Surao jumping up against the table, calling Nan Ye.

At that time, Nanye was still in the tea room urging the maid to boil water and make tea, and when she saw a little eunuch hurriedly looking for him, she knew something serious had happened.

What is a big deal?

In his heart, only the emperor's son, Longyan, was furious and called out big things.

Shaking his fat body, shaking his whisk, he ran into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Mu Surao was standing under the lintel of Xinuan Pavilion, seeing Nan Ye coming in, she scolded: "You have a big face? Tell me to wait for you!"

Nan Ye quickly knelt down to her and begged for mercy.

But the eyeballs turned a corner and stuck to Jing Xi behind him.

The master and apprentice started a silent exchange of "eyes to eyes".

Nanye: What's wrong with the prince?

Jing Xi: Because of love.

Nanye understood, and guessed that this matter was caused by Xiang Xiaozhu again.

He got up, smiled and gave Mu Surao an arm, and helped her out of the hall.

Where she couldn't see, Mukai Xi made a mouthful: "What's wrong, Miss Xiang?"

Jing Xi also mouthed back to him: "Hong Xing is cheating."

Nanye:! ! !

The Garden of Compassion is not far from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Mu Surao took the road to Qixiang Palace and went all the way to the south.

Because she thought the sedan chair was too slow, she simply got off the sedan chair and walked by herself.

That pace speed—it's called flying low.

The group of eunuchs and maids in the back couldn't catch up, especially those eunuchs in camel sedan chairs, half of them dodged their waists.

Then you chase after me, and the aggressive battle is quite a bit like catching the rape and catching the double.

As the saying goes, impulse is the devil.

Mu Surao was very angry now, Nanye was worried that it would be unsightly for her to quarrel with Xiangjiu.

Comforting her, he said, "Jing Xi is ignorant, so when I go back, my servant will teach him that mouth."

"He is so outspoken, what can we learn from him!"

Nanye smiled apologetically, and accompanied Mu Surao to search around Baoxiang Building and Han Qingzhai in the garden: "He is ignorant and talks nonsense, hurting your relationship with Young Master Xiang."

Mu Surao sneered: "I have nothing to do with her!"

While talking, he walked through a small square plum garden, turned a few turns, met a few dead plum trees whose branches hadn't been pruned for a long time, and rubbed his face.

He cried out in pain.

He hurriedly raised his hand to cover it.

Nanye's heart suddenly rose to his throat, fearing that she would lose her appearance, and the imperial concubine would send him to be punished again.

He groaned, as if the pain was on his own face, and it was no less painful than the pain of cutting eggs back then.

Fortunately, Mu Surao didn't break the skin, only rubbed a few red marks.

Slanted Nanye glanced: "What a fuss."

"...This slave is helping Miss Xiang feel sorry for you."

She doesn't feel sorry for me.Mu Surao muttered like this.

Nan Ye listened and said, "You appointed Young Master Xiang to be wronged."

With your violent temper, she has a heart but not a guts.

When he looked up, he saw that in a small pavilion not far away, Xiang Jiu was toasting with a stalwart eunuch.

The corner of the eunuch's mouth seemed to be stained with something, Xiang Jiu leaned over and wiped it off with his own hands...

hiss--

Nanye: Slapping the face is really delicious.

condemn

After Xiangjiu finished wiping the corners of Dou Axing's mouth, she had a resentful and shy expression.

It is quite a feeling of "still holding the pipa and half covering the face".

Dou Axing is an eunuch, but he is also half a man. Looking at Xiang Jiu's pretty appearance, he can't help but feel distracted.

His eyes were full of green love, and he timidly met his eyes.

In just this moment, the world around him and even his breathing became slightly ambiguous.

What a perfect couple.

Nan Ye stared at them bewilderedly.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of teeth grinding in my ears.

This is... where did the mouse come from.

Nan Ye lowered his head and looked around, but he didn't find the mouse for a long time. He guessed that he was old and his ears were not good enough.

But the sound continued, quack, quack, making his scalp tingle.Worried about disturbing Shengjia, he thought about asking Mu Surao to move away.

Only then did he discover that the "rat" was Mu Surao.

Her eyes were like two awls, trying to poke two holes out of Xiang Jiu.

Because of the gnashing of teeth, the cheeks were slightly agitated, one after another.

"Sexy!" she scolded.

"Seeing the difference!" She scolded again.

"Scratch your head and pose!" she scolded.

For the first time, Nanye knew that there were so many synonyms for Hongxing's cheating.

Perhaps it was because she was so angry and resentful that Xiang Jiu, who was separated from her, trembled violently.

A cold sweat broke out from the vest.

This is murderous!

She didn't have the heart to deal with Dou Axing anymore, her face turned cold, her eyes were like two round beads rolling around in the eye sockets.

Then I saw a dead plum tree on the slope... two people were hidden.

Still an acquaintance.

The prince's son and Nan Ye.

I drop a good boy.

Why is the prince here? Could it be that he is here to supervise her work?

What a broken hearted emperor.

Thinking of this, Xiangjiu became more and more skittish and began to scratch his head and pose.

One bite at a time, "Brother Ah Xing, you eat food" and "Brother A Xing, drink alcohol".

The tone is soft and waxy, which is the unique tone of Jiangnan girls.

With that kindness, she was short of dancing another sexy dance with bare shoulders and thighs.

Simply invisible.

Mu Surao's complexion was as dark as the night sky tonight.

Pushing Nan Ye away, he pretended to call someone to arrest the "adulter □□".

"My lord, you must." Nan Ye said nervously.

"Master Xiang is just drinking and chatting with friends, you are overthinking."

He thought that the prince must have loved Xiangjiu so badly, that's why he couldn't even tolerate a friend around him.

This is the legendary - possessive.

Mu Surao is a woman as well as an emperor, her sensibility and rationality are seriously ill, not that shrew in the streets and alleys.

At the critical moment, he still listened to persuasion, allowing reason to prevail.

He continued to grit his teeth.

One turned around, one flicked his sleeves, and left.

That posture, with head held high and chest swaggered, was so unrestrained.

What do you say about this feeling?

It's like a poor wife who is abandoned by her husband and still insists on putting on a stubborn look of "it doesn't matter, forgive everything that's wrong in this world".

Seeing this, Nanye sighed sadly.

So what about Xindao Ninety-Five Supreme, she is just a little woman with seven emotions and six desires.

Laugh, cry, get angry, get jealous.

And that Xiangjiu didn't have any awareness at all, watching Mu Surao's back gradually going away, he let out a long and unconscionable breath.

Finally left, it seems that the prince is very satisfied with my performance.

On the way back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Mu Surao still didn't take the sedan chair, and was supported by Nanye, moving step by step.

Then repeat the last time worrying about gains and losses.

"Has she chased her?" Mu Surao asked.

With the experience accumulated last time as a basis, Nanye knew without any effort that she was asking Xiangjiu.

Glancing back: "...No."

After a stick of incense.

Mu Surao asked again: "Now, are you chasing me?"

"……No."

A quarter of an hour later.

"Still not here?"

"... Hurry up, the slave has vaguely heard her footsteps."

As he spoke, he winked at Jing Xi, who was following behind, and told him to hurry and drag Xiang Jiu here.

Don't let Mu Surao get angry by herself like last time, and finally vent her anger on the entire Hall of Mental Cultivation.

That taste is really uncomfortable.

Jing Xi shrank her neck, and under the cover of the thick night, she disappeared among the crowd of servants.

Xiang Jiu and Dou Axing were already full.

They were all a little drunk, and their cheeks were flushed with drunkenness.

Each dreamed his eyes puffed up the cowhide.

You sentence me one sentence.

Jing Xi rushed into the pavilion in a panic, pulled Xiang Jiu up and left.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Jiu asked.

Jing Xi was jealous of Dou Axing, so he dragged Xiang Jiu away a little before saying: "The imperial master is passing you on, hurry up and follow me."

He spoke very fast, as if his eyebrows were on fire.

Xiangjiu had no choice but to agree.

After turning around and saying hello to Dou Axing who was sleeping by the table, he followed Jing Xi.

Jing Xi may have been working in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for many years, so although she has a meek temper, she handles affairs in a hurry.

While running, he pulled Xiang Jiu like a kite.

When he caught up with Mu Surao, he had already arrived at the site of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Nanye waited for Mu Surao to sit on the kang, and smiled: "Look, the servant said that Miss Xiang is concerned about you, why don't you come here?"

Mu Surao's eyes were filled with two points of imperceptible joy.

Still pursing his lips into a line.

"The servant announced her to come in?"

Mu Surao didn't say a word, Nanye took it as her acquiescence.

Reluctantly, Xiangjiu didn't live up to it, and was so drunk that when she entered the Nuan Pavilion, she was staggered by the threshold. If Nanye hadn't caught her in time, she would have dropped her front teeth.

Mu Surao was the first to speak out: "You still have the face!"

This coquettishness is comparable to that of a lonely girl who has not seen her lover for many days.

Xiang Jiu stood still, her red face full of doubts.

Didn't you find me here?

Mu Surao continued to say arrogantly: "Get lost!"

Xiangjiu:?

Go away as soon as you come...

She thought about the embarrassment of the emperor's fate, and the unpredictability of the king's heart, so she said a thousand times: "Hey."

He bowed and retreated to the door, and rolled away in a hurry.

Nanye and Jingxi were stunned: What a personality!

Mu Surao: "..."

"Catch me back!"

The imperial guards attacked in groups, subdued Xiang Jiu in two or three strokes, and dragged her back to the Nuan Pavilion like a rag.

Xiangjiu was confused, got up from the ground with difficulty, and knelt down neatly.

Mu Surao frowned, smelling the smell of alcohol all over her body, and despised her for having Rong Luo's good skin.

Hmph, her family Rong Luo has never had such a gaffe.

With such a holding and stepping, the depression in my heart is much better.

Instruct Nanye to help Xiangjiu sober up.

The tone is very bad.

Nan Ye is such a cunning fox, she always acts based on Mu Su Rao's face.

Now that Xiangjiu provokes Mu Surao again and again, this way of sobering up must not be too gentle.

It's best to be simple and crude.

So he grabbed the teapot, lifted the lid, and splashed the cool tea all over Xiangjiu's face.

Xiang Jiu woke up immediately.

Mu Surao immediately became angry.

Regardless of his manners, he pounced on him and wiped Xiangjiu's brows and eyes with his shawl wrapped up.

Staring at Nan Ye, he said, "Presumptuous!"

If you often walk by the river, you can never get wet shoes.

Knowing that she had done something wrong, Nanye knelt aside and explained, "This servant is helping Miss Xiang sober up."

By the way, to help you vent your anger.

"Then don't splash it on your face." This doesn't mean splashing my family Rong Luo.

The more Mu Surao talked, the more distressed she became.

Holding Xiangjiu's face in his hands, he looked at her carefully, and asked her anxiously, "Are you hurt?"

This is not a close encounter between them. The last time she almost fell, the hero Xiangjiu saved her and hugged her...

Now they are nose to nose.

Same as last time.

They were too close to each other, and they could even see their own shocked and ashamed faces from each other's clear eyes.

All are startled.

The sound of rapid heartbeat vibrated the eardrums.

Mu Surao withdrew her hand like an electric shock, her face turned red.

Xiang Jiu was not much better, she lowered her head shyly, and dodged back a little.

But the distance is still so close.

So close that you can kiss each other's lips as soon as you lift your eyes.

Nan Awkward Ye: Do I need to avoid...

He moved to the side of the pillar in a familiar manner once, sneakily, sneakily.

For fear of disturbing this harmonious and beautiful picture.

At this moment, Mu Surao regained her expression, and gracefully returned to the kang and sat down.

She straightened her sleeves and straightened her skirt, as if she wasn't the one who was dazed just now.

Clearing his throat, he questioned: "Who gave you the courage to trick Dou Axing into a beauty trick?"

Xiang Jiu muttered: "You didn't say you couldn't do it before."

"Didn't I say you can't figure it out by yourself?"

A woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, I wonder what a fart!

Xiang Jiu said in disbelief: "It's the servant's fault."

Mu Surao reluctantly accepted her acknowledgment, and leaned over to grab her ear.

The oath of sovereignty said: "From now on, you belong to me, and no matter what you do, you must get my permission."

Nan Ye was so excited that her heart was filled with pink bubbles: Ah, the overbearing emperor is so sweet.

Xiangjiu, however, was puzzled: "...Is it like this when you eat, drink, and scatter?"

Mu Surao was choked, and for the sake of the emperor's dignity, he said: "Everything!"

Xiang Jiu pursed his mouth so high that he was full of reluctance.

But only those who resigned to their fate agreed.

Immediately asked for instructions: "My lord, tomorrow morning Xin Zheku will eat rice soup and steamed buns, can the slave eat them?"

"……Can."

"The slave has a lot of work and is afraid of starvation. Can I have an extra steamed bun?"

"……Can"

"There is a lot of water in the rice soup, the servant may have to enter Gong's room twice more..."

The blue veins on the back of Mu Surao's hands twitched: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Therefore, on the second day, Xinzheku had no rice soup or steamed buns for the first time, but——

Soft and chewy pimple noodles, miscellaneous sauce noodles, big knife noodles, hand-rolled noodles...

Oily and fragrant.

action

Regarding Xin Zheku's improvement of food, Fu Mo'er felt a little strange, even a little baffled.

They are a place where cats and dogs have to be spared, and the food is as close as the Ministry of Internal Affairs...

Alas, never mind, let’s eat first.

She sucked and sucked, and ate the third bowl of hand-rolled noodles.

Her belly was bulging, she supported her waist with one hand, and supported her stomach with the other, like a woman who was pregnant in October, walking clumsily step by step.

Not just her, but all Sinzheku.

What's more, tears filled their eyes after eating, and the more they ate, the more they cried.

While eating, he shouted the mighty grace of the emperor.

Xiangjiu: "..."

He Tan was crowded with people and stomped on his feet. There was no place for her, so he had to go outside with the bowl and squat by the wall to eat.

Fu Moer, who was full and full, was rubbing her stomach here to digest food, hiccupped, and asked, "Brother, why did the rice soup buns suddenly change?"

Xiang.Zi Lian.[-]: Because Mu Su Rao fell in love with me.

When she heard that I ate steamed buns in rice soup, she felt distressed, so she improved Xinzheku's food.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that apart from his bad temper, Mu Surao still had something remarkable in his character.

Especially... a stomach full of bad water.

Of course, as far as the emperor is concerned, this is called "he has his own universe in his heart".

Last night, Xiangjiu reported the progress of recent operations and specific plans.

Without batting an eyelid, Mu Surao gave her new instructions——

Zhang Ji set up a trap, please enter the urn.

This is for her to frame Dou Axing!

Xiangjiu is a virtuous and meticulous worker. Although he is used to watching swords and swords, he has been familiar with sages and sages since he was a child, and he firmly believes that people should be treated with virtue and courtesy.

Her method of seducing Dou Axing was base, but it did no real harm to Dou Axing, she just wanted to get the secret about Wen Bao from him.

There is no harm in mind.

So he refused to listen to Mu Surao's words.

Mu Surao has long been used to her disobedience, leaning on her hand, said lazily: "Si, He, Yard."

Xiang Jiu rushed forward and hugged her leg: "Your slave must obey the holy edict."

With this intimate gesture, Mu Surao poked her on the forehead: "You little bastard."

The tone is infinitely pampering.

Nan Ye was really excited: Please get married on the spot! !

But as soon as he returned to Xin Zheku, Xiang Jiu regretted it.

Heaven and man are at war in their hearts, scolding themselves for being obsessed with money.

But there is no reason to go back on it, if Mu Surao is really in a hurry, her life in the Forbidden City will be even more difficult.

She is an actionist, and she is determined to do what she wants.

After eating the last mouthful of noodles and drinking the last mouthful of soup, he stuffed the bowl and chopsticks to Fu Mo'er.

He went back to Xinzheku in a hurry.

Lock yourself in the warehouse for a whole day, modify the original plan, and make corresponding strategic arrangements for the things that may be encountered next.

The next day, the eunuch in charge sent her to clean the auspicious tank.

There are copper and iron vats, and there are a total of [-] mouths in the whole palace. They are usually filled with clean water and placed in different palaces and corners.

In order to collect materials on the spot in case of fire.

Xiangjiu was not happy, and scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors who were in charge of the eunuch.

Ever since she was taken over by the imperial master to push the dung truck made of golden nanmu, this guy put the dirty work on her head again.

no love at all

just wait.

Wait for Lao Tzu to regain his favor... then I will look at you with my nostrils.

She was talking to herself in the square outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, from the bucket