The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

Write one stroke at a time: "Long, Qin, Wang."

He has been on duty in the Hall of Mental Cultivation for so long, and Prince Long's voice is very familiar, it can't be wrong, it is Prince Long.

Xiangjiu: "!!!"

This is not my client.

The palace gates have already given out money and food, why are they still staying in the harem, and the one staying is Jingguanzhai.

Suddenly, Xiang Jiu's mind flashed a bright idea, and a bold idea jumped out—Prince Long and Leng Changzai had an affair!

Otherwise, why would a prince not go home in the dark, and come to Jingguan Zhai, talking to himself in front of a portrait of a woman.

It's very affectionate.

Xiangjiu licked her fingertips, poked a small hole the size of a finger in the window screen, put her eyes close together, and peeked wantonly.

But seeing the dim yellow room, a few translucent white candles were burning unsteadily, through the darkness, the outline of the woman in the portrait was hazy, but Xiangjiu felt that her face was like a peach blossom, and she was dressed gracefully.

This is Leng Changzai's 16-year-old appearance, exquisite and pretty.In Beiyuan, Mu Surao also looked like this.

She looks exactly like her mother.

Jing Xi: If you don’t leave, it will be too late.

Jing Xi was anxious on the sidelines, scratching his cheeks and ears with two paws that had nowhere to rest.

Xiang Jiu pushed him away, disliked him as annoying, and slapped him twice to warn him to shut up.Then he moved his ear to the small hole, and heard Prince Long say: "Ning'er, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

Perhaps his throat was raw, and the words he spit out were hoarse and broken.

Xiang Jiu pinched her chin and thought, it seems that there is only one leg, and there is a tragic story.

She went on to listen to—

"The throne is mine, and you deserve it too."

"It's coming soon, wait a little longer, I know that Jing Guan Zhai is dark and cold, but don't be afraid, I will come to talk to you from time to time."

"Give me a little more time. Although Jujiu City is in chaos, I can still cooperate with Duanying. He is now the real head of Jujiu City."

"Come on, come on..."

Xiangjiu's head buzzed, her cheeks became hot, and her body was also hot. She stood there in a daze and didn't move for a long time.

Jujiu City is in chaos...

Duanying became the head of the family...

how could be!how could be!

What about sister, where is sister?

Xiang Jiu's breathing became disordered, his chest heaved heavily, and an abnormal blush rose abruptly on his face.

Jing Xi was bluffed by her appearance, panicked at the same time, fearing that she would stagger and fall, tremblingly held her arm.

"Master Xiang?"

Xiang Jiu seemed to have just woken up from his soft call, his eyes were bulging, staring at the small door of Jing Guan Zhai.

"Knock it open," she said.

She wants to ask Prince Long for clarification.

Jing Xi seemed to have heard something terrible, and felt the inexplicable whirring and tsunami, thrilling, and when he was about to pee on his ass, he picked up Xiang Jiu and started running.

It's like a hot wheel under your feet.

Xiangjiu was forced to lie on Jingxi's shoulders, her stomach felt uncomfortable due to the diaphragm, she bumped and bumped all the way, bumped and bumped, and after the sky spun again, she almost vomited acid water. She kicked the little jioji and struggled desperately with.

"Who told you to run!" She was so angry that she flew up.

Jing Xizao was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He looked east and west to make sure that Prince Long was not chasing him. After a while, he put Xiangjiu down at the Xianhe left gate. He immediately hugged her leg and knelt down to her. feet.

"It's the slave's fault to offend the young master Xiang, but the slave is doing it for your own good. Prince Long has a noble status, and the emperor's master has been hostile to him for many years, so he must be courteous. You must not provoke him."

He was panting badly, and he spoke two sentences in eight paragraphs. He was out of breath, and it was a painstaking effort.

Xiangjiu clutched her aching stomach, hunched over, looking from afar, she looked as old as beard with white hair.

The black hair on the temples is scattered due to the bumps, and the strands dance with the breeze of winter night, like a boat drifting with the current.

"...I see." Her voice was light and leisurely, without any ups and downs.

Iki looked up at her.

She avoided his gaze, her expression was gloomy.

Although Mu Surao said he was very friendly with Xiang, but every night he always sleeps in her arms,

Tonight, I waited and waited, and no one came back. Okay, this is to lose my temper with her.

It's really embarrassing.

She combed her hair in front of the mirror, and angrily told Aunt Qiongyu: "I have rested, if she comes back, let her sleep on the floor."

Or the ground floor suits her.

Aunt Qiongyu crouched down and answered a word in a gentle voice.The surface is calm, but the heart is smiling. She is begging her grandpa to sue her grandma, hoping that their relationship will break down.

Obviously, she couldn't do it.

Fang Fang exited the green gauze closet, and met Xiang Jiu, who was devastated, with disheveled hair, dirty clothes, and a small face sculpted in pink and jade.

Beauties.

Absolute beauty trap.

Sister Qiongyu felt deeply frustrated, and with a bad face, she pushed the Bisha cabinet away, and reluctantly "respectfully invited" Xiangjiu.

Xiangjiu stumbled in with her dog's head drooping and her dog's ears drooping.

Aunt Qiongyu gave her a hard look at her back, and cursed her for falling out of favor forever.

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

Suddenly I heard Mu Surao startled: "Baby Xiang, what's the matter? Someone bullied you? Did you feel wronged?"

Aunt Qiongyu was furious, a mouthful of old blood was stuffed in her heart, she couldn't spit it out or swallow it, she beat her chest and stamped her feet outside.

Mu Surao in the inside is sympathetic to the fragrance and cherishes the jade, hugging Xiangjiu and holding her high.

Xiangjiu enjoyed it very much, she rolled a few times in the spacious couch, her legs moaned and groaned on the pillow, as if she was acting coquettishly.

Mu Surao said domineeringly: "Tell me, whoever bullied you, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Xiangjiu almost made Prince Long blurt out the words, but he was worried about revealing his identity. When the time came, he lost his wife and lost his army, so he had to ask someone to judge.

"You." Xiangjiu gave her a small resentful look.

Mu Surao: "..."

"I...how can I have it?"

"You let people make the floor." Xiang Jiu pointed to the quilt and pillows on the ground.

The evidence is conclusive, Mu Surao couldn't argue, the back of her tongue became short, and she nodded her nose embarrassingly: "Aren't you on the couch right now?"

Xiangjiu refused: "Then you sleep on the floor."

Mu Surao's forehead twitched, pinched her pretty face, and said condescendingly: "Say it again if you have the ability."

Xiangjiu expressed that she was incompetent, followed the example of a son of a bitch and groaned twice, and buried her head in her waist cowardly.

Mu Surao pushed her: "Itchy~"

Xiangjiu refused to listen, insisting on leaning back.

You push me, you come and I block, push and shove each other for a while, hug each other into a ball, and roll into the pillow.

After being intimate for a while, even if they are reconciled, as for the reason for the reconciliation, the two can't tell. If they really want to tell the reason, they can only say: Love is a very important thing.

Worried

Xiangjiu suffers from insomnia, even though the beauty is in her arms.

This is the first time she has insomnia in half a year since entering the palace, her head is empty and her heart is full.The crystal eyes are like gray amber, dull and dull.

The night is like ink that is too thick to melt, obliterating everything.She couldn't see which was which, and she jumped out of the half-open window to see the pale moon.

I don't know how my sister is doing now?

Are you still in Beiyuan?still……

The person in his arms moved, turned over slowly, and was still muttering, Xiang Jiu leaned forward and listened carefully.

"... hold... cold..."

Xiangjiu laughed, full of helplessness, and stuck her up from behind, hugging her again.

The slightly warm body temperature seems to have some kind of magical power, and it soaks into the bottom of my heart bit by bit, and Mu Suluo sighs contentedly, falling into a dream.

On a winter day, the light is late.

In order to catch up with Nao Shizi, Mu Surao had to get up in the dark.Xiang Jiu didn't sleep a wink all night, for the first time, she took over the job of Qiongyu and called her herself.

"It's time to get up." She rubbed Mu Surao's cheek.

Mu Suluo had a good dream and a good sleep, her face was hot and hot from sleep, like a ripe apple, she took advantage of the situation and buried her face in Xiangjiu's arms, and said rather childishly: "...I'm sorry."

Xiang Jiu scratched her nose: "When did I learn to cheat."

She likes the shameless Mu Surao, and it seems that she has gone back in time and returned to Beiyuan five years ago.The blue sky, the emerald green grass, the cattle and sheep all over the slope, and the women galloping on their horses, the carefree days can't be seen at a glance.

The arc of her mouth was raised by two points.

Just at this moment, Mu Surao opened his eyelids slightly, and immediately said angrily, "Are you making fun of me?"

Xiangjiu restrained her smile, and deliberately put on a straight face, which was really funny: "There's no way to make fun of it."

"Yes." Furious, Mu Surao pushed Xiangjiu on his head, with considerable strength, he turned the top of Xiangjiu to the side.

"You are unreasonable." Xiang Jiu complained.

Apparently the accusation was invalid, Mu Su raised the quilt vigorously, jumped down on the bed proudly, and called Nanny Qiongyu to come in to serve her.

Sister Qiongyu was surprised by Mu Surao's activeness today, and she was pleased that her awareness of being a king of a country had risen to a higher level.

But after learning the reason, his relief turned into grief and indignation, and his two cloudy eyeballs were full of fury, and he slapped Xiangjiu hard.

He vowed to slap him to death on the bed.

Xiangjiu incarnated as the delicate and frail Sister Lin, tucked into the quilt, pretending to be cute and pitiful.

The calamity made Mu Surao distracted, wishing she could get up a quarter of an hour earlier so that she could have a rainy day with Xiangjiu.

Aunt Qiongyu was so angry that she pinched someone: I hate it!

Respectfully sending away Mu Suluo, the ancestor, Xiang Jiu packed up and went to Shou'an Palace.

At that time, the sky had just turned bright, and it could be vaguely seen that today was a clear sky, which was in stark contrast to Xiang Jiu's heavy mood.

Xiangjiu: Wori.

The palace people of Shouan Palace will get up, all sleepy and yawning.

The eunuch Sansao had just entered the front yard with a broom when he heard the big red door being smashed with a loud bang.

He was so frightened that his feet were not feet, they tripped each other and fell over.

Dog crawl forward, drop the latch.

It turned out to be the legendary Xiang Jiu in the world of eunuchs.

He stood with the door open, and greeted him with a smile: "It's you, but I'm looking for my concubine, you can go inside and have a rest, and the slave will go and invite you."

Before he could finish his words, Xiang Jiu had already entered without invitation, and hurried to sit in the bright room.

The maid serving the tea hurriedly went to the tea room to make a pot of tea.

Xiangjiu shook her legs while drinking tea, and at the 250th shake, Concubine Duan came late, holding her son Mu Suting by the hand.

This grandma's little boy is begging not to go to study in the study, in exchange for the nagging of the concubine Duan.

Xiangjiu, however, felt pity and love in his heart, thinking that he was also like this when he was young, he was fond of playing and playing tricks, and his little paw would always hold Sister's hand and shake it back and forth, arguing not to study or learn martial arts.

Elder Sister used Daddy to scare her, saying that this old guy would spank her.

Xiangjiu was most afraid of being spanked by her father, trembling, like a dog's tail flower in the wind and rain, sneaked behind sister.

Sister took her out, hugged her on her lap, stroked her thin shoulders, and comforted her with a low voice.

That is the best sister in the world.

Xiangjiu loves her very much and misses her very much.

Concubine Duan sent Mu Su Ting away, and closed the doors and windows tightly.

Jing Xi who was driven out of the door again: "???" Definitely adulterous.

"Do you have any news about Sister?" Xiang Jiu asked impatiently.

Intuition told Concubine Duan that the matter was not simple, she frowned a lot: "Has something happened to the city lord?"

"Big event! Big event!" Xiang Jiu lost control a little bit, forced to take a step forward, "Duanying used some tricks to become the head of Jujiu City."

Concubine Duan was surprised: "Duanying is in power!" It's only been a few days, and the situation has changed.

She couldn't breathe for a long time: "Where did you get the news, is it reliable?"

Xiang Jiu pulled her aside and told her everything she saw and heard in Jing Guan Zhai last night.

Concubine Duan knew that Xiang Jiu's entry into the palace was entrusted by Prince Long, but she never expected that he could abandon Rong Qing mercilessly.

"So you came today because you want to..."

Xiangjiu gritted her teeth, as if she was making a difficult decision: "Now my sister's life or death is uncertain, and I can't just sit and wait in the Forbidden City—"

Concubine Duan grabbed her sleeve: "Do you want to leave the palace?"

"Ah."

"No! Something has happened to the city lord, you can't have any troubles anymore."

Xiangjiu is stubborn: "I'm going to find my elder sister."

"Where to find it?"

"A place of its own."

"There are people out there who want to kill you."

Concubine Duan anxiously said: "Do you still understand? Your elder sister must have had a premonition that Duanying was going to rebel, and she also had a premonition that she was going to escape, so she preemptively issued a hunting order and trapped her in the Forbidden City."

In this way, she will become Duanying's only target, and she will be the only one to suffer.

Concubine Duan's breathing was obviously much faster than before, intermittent, like choking.

"You must not disappoint your elder sister's good intentions."

Xiangjiu didn't know how she returned to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. She nestled in the Buddhist hall, slept on the futon, didn't eat or drink, and ignored everyone who spoke.

Mu Surao went down to look for her, but she drove her away inhumanely.

Mu Surao was wronged, didn't he love her after a few hours?

So angry.

So he called Jingxi to ask questions.

As a responsible informant, Jing Xi said honestly, "Master Xiang went to Shou'an Palace."

Go to Shouan Palace again!Mu Surao was even more angry, the last time the orphan and widow were in the same room, she turned a blind eye, why did she keep doing it again and again.

shameless.

Nan Ye curled up her fingers, put them against her lips, coughed twice, and reminded her intimately: "My lord, now is not the time to care about this matter."

Mu Surao suddenly realized, she stood up uncomfortably, stretched her cloudy eyebrows, and asked Jing Xi: "And then?"

Jing Xi: "And that's it."

Mu Surao: "..."

Nan Ye was experienced, he stroked the beard that didn't exist, and said in a tone: "Don't guess what the eunuch is thinking."

Jing Xi cooperated with him: "After guessing and guessing, I still don't understand."

Mu Surao: "..."

Mu Surao took Nanye's whisk, raised half of the door curtain of the Buddhist hall, took a peek, and saw that Xiang Jiu was lying on her back with the sky as her cover and the ground as her furnace.

It must have been stimulated, and the stimulation was not small.

Mu Surao was puzzled, thinking that Xiangjiu was the daughter-in-law she had identified, so she didn't want to put on airs, she went in and made a fuss, acted coquettishly and made jokes, she could squeeze out something more or less, it was a hundred times better than standing here.

Although it is a bit of a shame, but what is the face, those who want the face are single for the rest of their lives.

Just do it, she asked Nanye to go to the imperial dining room and cook two Xiangjiu's favorite side dishes.

Xiangjiu is very good at eating, maybe he has been troubled by Beiyuan's difficult living conditions for a long time, so he specializes in delicacies from mountains and seas, jade and jade delicacies, which is a proper nouveau riche behavior.

Therefore, the preparation time of the imperial dining room is relatively long.

People say that slow work produces meticulous work, stir-fried abalone shreds, braised anchovy shrimp, hydrangea scallops, raw roasted roe meat, golden bergamot rolls...

One product after another, how to waste money and how to get it.

Mu Surao was very satisfied.

Nanye was very sad.

Woohoo, is the cost of raising a male pet so high?If we have to raise one or two more, the national treasury will be empty.

Mu Surao took a full look at his sad little expression, and said with a deep expression, "Are you dissatisfied?"

Nanye showed her proficient face-changing skills, and said, "Where is the imperial master, the servant is only worried about eating meat for breakfast, and the little master Xiang will not be able to digest it."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Mu Surao pursed her lips in a pensive gesture: I'm not as careful as an eunuch.

I deserve to be single! ! !

quarrel

People say that delicious food can make you feel better. How can Xiang Jiu, a child from the depths of the mountains, resist the temptation of delicious food?

Mu Surao led a group of maids in, arranged the food boxes in a circle at her feet, opened the lids one by one, the tangy fragrance was like a storm, and almost lifted the lid of her spirit.

The sensory stimulation was too great, and Xiang Jiu's willpower began to weaken.

But a sense of guilt arose spontaneously. My sister's life and death were uncertain. She was digging grass roots and eating tree bark on the long way to escape. How could she covet this momentary enjoyment.

He turned his back and chose to ignore it.

Mu Surao stood with folded arms, her brows and eyes were full of confusion, she raised her chin, and drove away everyone, just now she picked up the ivory chopsticks and put a drunk crab on her nose.

"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."

Xiangjiu pinched her nose and protested silently.

Mu Surao: "..."

She became more frustrated and courageous, and her voice slowed down, appearing extremely gentle: "This is the taste of childhood."

Xiang Jiu continued to pinch her nose, silently resisted further, and puffed up her black grape-like eyes, allowing Mu Su Rao to see the firmness in her eyes.

Mu Surao was even more confused.

Well done, who are you angry with?

She sighed almost imperceptibly, and put the drunk crab back to its original place: "It's all what you like to eat, eat as much as you want, it's almost noon, Jing Xi said that you didn't even eat breakfast today."

Xiang Jiu's face regained the sadness it should have had.

By the way, I also recited a poem: "Ask how much you can worry about, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

Mu Surao chewed on the words, savored them carefully for a long time, and realized that she was all worried, and something happened.

With a wave of the cloak, Da Ma said with a golden sword: "I am the lord of the world, with the imperial decree, I guarantee that all matters of great importance will be settled for you."

Xiangjiu raised her drooping eyelids, feeling that she was radiant like never before.

Then he looked at her like a fool.

Don't even know what's going on, but dare to speak up without shame, where does the confidence come from.

Mu Surao seemed to understand Xiang Jiu's dim eyes, and said in surprise, "You don't believe me?"

It is a humiliation to the entire royal family and the country that a person who has suffered a thousand knives dares to question the professional ability of the king of a country.

The Mu face-loving emperor Su Rao squeezed Xiang Jiu's gentle palm, and said seriously, "What did you tell me?"

Xiang Jiu resolutely remained silent, defending his identity as the "former second city lord" of Jujiu City.

Mu Surao hated her dishonesty attitude the most, she made a skillful little fist and swung it as if she wanted to hang down on her chest.

Xiangjiu hurriedly covered her chest with both arms, sat up, and faced Mu Surao face to face.The moment the four eyes met, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and looked away guilty.

Mu Surao didn't give her a chance, held her head, moved it back domineeringly, bit the corner of her mouth, and bit again.

Oops, teeth marks.

Rubbing the two circles of marks with his thumb, he said resentfully: "You must explain clearly to me."

Xiang Jiu muttered: "...I don't have anything to say."

Mu Surao was slightly unhappy, her lips were pursed into a line, but she still resisted the ups and downs of her voice, and coaxed: "Even a fool can see that you have something on your mind."

Worried, like the sky is falling.

"I'm just...tired."

Mu Surao carefully recalled the number of times of intimacy in recent days, on average one and a half times a day, Xiang Jiutao Li Nianhua, like a wolf like a tiger every time, it's okay to deceive others, but to her...

Hmph, I don't believe it.

There was a cold light in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is the last chance, take it quickly and truthfully."

Xiang Jiu rejected her "kindness" without hesitation.

Ah ah ah ah ah--

Mu Surao's heart was roaring.

And he couldn't hold back anymore, and didn't want to hold back his emotions on the verge of collapse, so he rewarded Xiangjiu with a set of Luohan Thunderbolt Small Fen Fist and a set of Tianma Meteor Small Fen Fist.

Xiangjiu enjoyed it very much, and praised her for her improved massage technique.

Mu Surao, who saw through her innocence: "..."

When people don't have the wrath of the emperor, Mu Surao twisted her waist and turned her back.

There are two big characters of "pissed off" written on the back in various poses.

Mu Surao looked back and stared at Xiangjiu, with a look that secretly flirts with him, the deep meaning is very clear - come and coax me.

Xiangjiu went to coax.

He hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, whining in his throat, like a homeless puppy.

Mu Surao was probably the most coaxing woman in the world, she surrendered after hearing two faint whimpers.

Holding the paws around his waist, his tone was softer than before, as if exuding a few fluffy, warm and fragrant white clouds.

"Say it quickly, or I will be really angry." At that time, ten cows will not be able to pull me back.

Xiangjiu held back her mouth, didn't talk about the cause and effect, just whispered to her: "...I'm going out of the palace for a while."

Mu Surao froze and looked back at her.

His throat moved, and he asked after a long time, "You want to go back to Beiyuan."

"……maybe."

"I won't allow it!!!"

Mu Suluo's glass-like eyes suddenly seemed to be scorched by a raging fire, and they were extremely scarlet.

Xiang Jiu had never seen her like this before, so she backed away subconsciously.

Mu Surao noticed that the shackles around her waist had become loose, and grabbed Xiang Jiu's cuff, making it impossible for her to retreat.

"If you have something to say...well." Xiangjiu lowered his head, looking cowardly.

Mu Surao slapped her on the forehead, making her scalp numb.

Why is this violent!

Xiang Jiu despised her domestic violence, stomped her feet and said, "Why are you so angry, don't you discuss this with you——"

"There is no need to discuss!!" Mu Surao shouted in a high voice.

Xiangjiu was made such a fuss by her, and the temper of the second generation ancestor also came up. The emperor is amazing, and I am the only one who respects me. For a ball, I will not be used to you: "Then don't discuss it, I have decided. I will make a decision tomorrow morning." Go away and never come back."

Mu Surao's nose was sore and hot: "How dare you..."

Her chest heaved violently, she was short of breath, and her momentum plummeted.

Xiang Jiu suddenly felt elated, put his hands on his waist, and yelled: "I dare, when you patted your ass and left without a word of explanation, how many people saw my jokes, you have a bad temper of going your own way, I'm sorry. "

After she finished speaking, she was relieved, and she was about to leave, but one of her feet didn't pay attention, and kicked over the food box containing the drunk crabs, the ear-piercing sound made people's hearts jump.

Xiang Jiu mended again, and the hem of the snow-white clothes was splashed with yellow oil stains.

Mu Suluo quickly chased after her, walked around to Xiangjiu and stopped her: "I asked you to go with me back then, but you were the one who refused. I have my ancestors' family property to protect, and the people of Liming to take care of—"

"Then keep your family property and take care of your people." Xiang Jiu swung her away violently, without showing any sympathy.

But Mu Surao stubbornly went up to meet her, and she was bound to compete with her to win or lose. She has held back this grievance for five full years.

But Xiangjiu is not, but she has never been careless in front of Mu Surao, and only today did she know that in Mu Surao's eyes, she was making trouble for no reason from the beginning to the end.

ridiculous.

more hateful.

Xiang Jiu practiced martial arts all the year round, and his strength was much higher than Mu Su Rao's. He blocked her arms that were blocking her, suppressed his emotions, and urged her to get out of the way with a bad tone.

Mu Surao's tears couldn't be held back anymore, she slapped Xiangjiu's hand along her cheek, the slight force, the cool touch, was dried by the temperature of the skin.

"You murdered me."

"It's you who are unreasonable."

Xiang Jiu argued hard, but there was no sign of giving in, Mu Surao pursed her lips, and looked at her with the eyes of a heartless man.

Her eyes were full of tears, and she was so pitiful.

Xiang·Steel Straight Man·Jiu doesn't like her, like a proud peacock, walking with his head held high.

Mu Surao still acted as a blocking stone.

When Xiangjiu turned to the left, she turned to the left, and when Xiangjiu turned to the right, she turned to the right.

Nanye and Jingxi eavesdropped in fear from outside the curtain, their ears pricked up, afraid of missing the exciting plot, they heard every word clearly.

And extract the main content from it-these two masters had a sadomasochistic relationship in their early years.

They looked at each other.

Shocked and puzzled.

Puzzled and shocked.

My mother, have we discovered something serious, the proper "Secret History of Empress Zhaowen".

I can't listen anymore, if I continue to listen, the prince will kill people, but my ears seem to be uncontrollable, the more I don't listen, the more clearly I hear.

Their gossip souls were burning so fiercely that their entire faces were stuck to the door curtain. Just when Xiang Jiu lifted the curtain and came out, his anger was too high and his movements were too violent. One of them accidentally scratched his ear...

Snapped!

Snapped!

Xiangjiu: "..."

painting

Older gingers are more spicy.Nan Ye was the first to react with the red palm print on her face: "Master Xiang, hehe, are you quarreling with the prince?"

Asking knowingly, Xiang Jiu gave him a deep and strange look, letting him experience it alone.

Nan Ye was embarrassed, and pulled the corners of her mouth to apologize, but her face hurt just now, her facial features couldn't stop twitching, and she looked ferocious.

"Master Xiang—"

Xiang Jiu ruthlessly pushed him away, striding like flying, and walked away with his hands behind his back, showing a kind of backbone that a good horse never turns back.

Dare to quarrel with the imperial master, it can be regarded as a long time to see each other.

Nanye was very emotional and felt that she had lived up to this life.

Jing Xi was also very emotional, he has never been slapped in such a big way.

Mu Surao also opened the curtain and came out, seeing both Nanye and Jing Xi, the emperor couldn't hold back his face, his eyes turned around, his vermilion lips moved, and hesitantly asked: "...where are you?"

This "person" refers to Xiang Jiu, of course.

Nanye secretly looked at the corners of her blushing eyes, as if she had cried, guessing that the quarrel between the two was serious.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Jing Xi could only change his expression for a while, so he could only help and said: "If you go back to the emperor, the young master Xiang has gone out."

"Where did you go?"

Jing Xi was speechless and said, "I don't know."

Mu Surao became furious and scolded him: "I told you to follow her every step of the way, you don't know!"

Jing Xi broke out in a cold sweat, the imperial master thinks that he doesn't care about his work.

Hastily bowed deeply, the speed was so fast that he almost threw his hat off: "Your servant, go out and look for it."

After saying that, he jumped out of the door like the wind.

Jiang Jiang bypassed Zhaobi and heard Mu Surao's voice: "Come back."

He stopped and turned back on the same path out of breath: "What orders does the emperor have?"

Mu Surao turned her body slightly, looked up at the sky, and pretended to say casually: "Don't tell her... I asked you to find it."

Although Jing Xi is an eunuch, his appearance is not bad, not as good as Xiang Jiu, but more than enough, plus he works in the Hall of Mental Cultivation and has a bright future, most of the court ladies show love to him.

He has tasted the taste of love and understood the motto "whoever takes the initiative first loses".

"Your servant understands." He fed Mu Surao a

Rest assured, after getting her permission, I just left again.

After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he trotted along the long street, stopped at a long distance, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, let out a breath, and lamented how hard it is to live with a king like a tiger.

Xiang Jiuzang was sitting cross-legged in the rockery in the Imperial Garden, with his back against the stone wall, his eyes full of grievances.

Randomly picked a small daisy in the green bushes, pulled the petals brutally, scolded Mu Suluo every time he pulled a petal.

"tigress."

"Hares."

"Long live a hundred years, die alone forever."

"There's nothing wrong with having a baby."

When the last sentence came out, she blinked her dry eyes, and suddenly realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and she said "bah" three times like burning her butt.

In the end, he slapped himself: "What are you talking about, if the child is my own, I won't cry to death!"

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, kneeled straight, and knelt three times and kowtowed nine times towards the blue sky. The posture was quite standard to show his piety.

Jing Xi, who just got into the rockery and found her: "????"

Xiangjiu was obsessed with praying to gods and worshiping Buddha, so he didn't notice him. When he was in the middle of his head, his shoulder was suddenly patted.

"Master Xiang."

Xiang Jiu raised her stubborn head: "I want to be quiet."

The first thing he said was the order to evict the guest. Jing Xi was very embarrassed, but as the closed disciple of the chief eunuch, he had the obligation and responsibility to solve the problems for the emperor.

Fang knocked his knees to the ground, summoned up his courage and said, "Excuse me for being bold."

Xiangjiu backed out subconsciously, bent her neck and looked at him, his eyes were clear, completely free from the filth of intrigue, no matter how hard his heart was, he would soften his heart a little bit.

Xiangjiu felt compromising, and reluctantly said, "Forgive your innocence, just tell me."

Jing Xi's tense heart relaxed, and he said, "You can't misunderstand the prince's feelings for you."

He and Nan Ye took turns on duty, and had the honor to see Mu Surao's most precious portrait, but because of the distance, he couldn't see the person in the painting clearly, only saw a silhouette and a fluttering white dress.

The master told him that it was painted by the emperor himself. The emperor has painted many copies, but only the one he is most satisfied with will be sent to the Ruyi Hall for retouching and mounting every year.

The prince cherished it very much, Nanye told him not to touch it without the prince's instruction.

Overhearing the quarrel between the two today, the lingering doubts in my mind were resolved. The person in the painting was none other than Xiangjiu.

So from the first day when he saw Xiangjiu, the emperor's master always thought of her, and it was her when he opened and closed his mouth.

The ancients said, wishing to win the heart of one person, the white head will not be separated.

With a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?

Of course, he also has strange things, such as why Xiangjiu entered the palace as a eunuch, maybe it was to find a beautiful woman and cut off his own life.

Love it.

Xiangjiu sneered, and said sarcastically: "She is so high up that she thinks the whole world will bow down to her." I won't.

Jing Xi looked around, and after confirming safety, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Tomorrow morning at three o'clock, the imperial master is going to the early court, you get up early, the servant is waiting for you in Dongnuan Pavilion, there is something for you to see, see you soon."

What I said sounds like a tryst and an affair.

But Xiangjiu was very hopeless, and nodded in agreement.

That night, the quarrel between her and Mu Suluo spread like a flying sow to every corner of the Forbidden City. While everyone was in danger, everyone was looking forward to her falling out of favor tomorrow.

Xiangjiu: Oh, people’s hearts.

Elder Sister taught her that in life, don't fight for steamed buns.If you fall out of favor, you will fall out of favor. She wants to leave the palace as soon as possible to fight monsters.

So, accompanied by Jing Xi, she wandered around until late at night, and under the driving force of the eyelid fight, she returned to the eunuch's office.

It's not easy for Jing Xi to persuade her to go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and after she washes up and rests, she returns to Mu Suluo.

At that time, Mu Surao was about to finish her bath, half undressed on the couch, waiting for Xiang Jiu's favor in a fragrant posture, and vowed to make Xiang Jiu forget her enthusiasm tonight in this lifetime.

Suddenly hearing that Xiangjiu had rested in the eunuch's house, his mood was like the Yellow River breaking its embankment, a volcano erupting, and a violent storm.

Just beep the dog! ! !

She grabbed the corner of the pillow, the veins on the back of her hand twitched violently, and let out a roar that belonged to the emperor: "Who allowed her to go to the eunuch's office!"

I'm still waiting for her to exercise vigorously!

Jing Xi was trembling outside the green gauze cabinet, like the last withered yellow leaf on the top of a tree.

Nan Ye scolded him from the side, you are useless.

Xiangjiu is impatient to know why Jingxi asked her to go to Dongnuange.

Out of curiosity, I slept drowsily all night, and woke up just as a light appeared in the sky.

He entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation on time, and found that Jing Xi was kneeling in the courtyard for punishment.

She walked around from behind, surprised by his walnut-sized dark circles, yo, he must have knelt all night.

She asked Jing Xi: "What's the matter?"

Jing Xi cried and said with a sad face: "You didn't come back last night, the imperial master made a big fuss..." It brought disaster to me, a pond fish.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Jing Xi hugged her leg and wept wantonly.

Xiangjiu let him alone, and when he controlled his emotions, he asked him about his business.

Jing Xi slapped his forehead, and then he remembered, he got up tremblingly on all fours, holding his unconscious knee with one hand, and his sore waist with the other.

Xiangjiu sympathetically helped him, and went to Dongnuange. Under his command, he found a dark box in the bottom corner of the bookcase. The box was long but narrow.

Her eyes slid to Jing Xi: "Is it?"

Jing Xi said firmly: "That's it, you have to look at it quickly, and then put it back intact, the slave will go out first and continue to kneel."

So dedicated.Xiangjiu praised him without hesitation, and watched him limping away.

He lowered his head, as if in a daze, staring at the thing in his arms, not moving for a long time.

What could it be?

She covered the box with her tender palm, feeling a little rough to the touch, rubbing back and forth along the lines, making a rustling sound.

It made Xiangjiu feel itchy.

The lid of the box was opened, and inside was a scroll, neatly rolled up, as if hiding a secret that is not known to outsiders. Xiang Jiu took out the painting and walked to the wooden kang by the window.

She put the painting on the small table.

His bony fingers fluttered and untied the red string in the center of the scroll.With another force on the wrist, the head of the scroll scroll slipperily rolled to the left and right.

The painting unfolded, and the person in the center of the painting was exposed to the morning light. It looked very familiar. It was... herself.

Xiangjiu was stunned, from the tip of her hair to her scalp, then to her chin, neck, chest... until the soles of her feet, she felt numb and crisp inch by inch.

There was a brief pause, and he even forgot to breathe. Even though he snapped his fingers, it seemed as long as a lifetime.

Her eyes are a little hot, these five