The eunuch is not the same as the four seasons

To rely on her.

Then he nodded in response, and looked at Nanye with death-like eyes.

"Godfather."

Nan Ye waved her head again and again: "Xiang Xiaozhu can't do it!"

He looked at Mu Surao with a guilty conscience, and said flatteringly: "How can a slave be the godfather of Young Master Xiang, a slave is just a slave... eh... ah..."

Nan Ye felt a tightness in his waist, looked down, and saw Xiang Jiu put his slender arms around his bucket waist, and before he recovered, his feet left the ground, and there was the whistling wind in his ears, and then He fell onto the roof and into the courtyard.

The first thing Xiangjiu did when she landed was to cover Nanye's mouth. She had 20 years of experience as a eunuch, and she didn't have the awareness to stay calm in times of crisis.

Nanye was old enough to experience flying for the first time. He was terrified, pulled Xiang Jiushou down and said, "Master Xiang, can you fly?"

Xiangjiu was thinking about Mu Surao outside the wall, and "flyed" back the same way without answering.

Nan Ye looked up at her elegant figure from below, and she was so impressed that she fell to the ground.

As expected of the prince's son's favorite, not only does he look good, but he can also fly.

From this, it can be concluded that the eunuch who can fly will not have too bad luck.

Jing Xi was not much better than Nan Ye, as soon as he "flyed" to Nan Ye's side, he grabbed his sleeve and looked up at Xiang Jiu together with star eyes.

Mu Surao's qinggong is slightly inferior to Xiangjiu's, the courtyard wall is high, she may not be able to easily cross it, so she still has to rely on Xiangjiu.

What is this called? Don't let it be for nothing.

Regardless of her refusal, Xiang Jiu insisted on hugging her horizontally—it was the first time for a weak attacking eunuch to be so domineering.

"Take me up tight so I don't fall off."

Mu Surao became angry when she saw her complacency, and bit her chin hard.

At the end, in a place where Xiang Jiu couldn't see, she secretly licked her lips, as if aftertaste.

Nanye waited and waited in the yard until the flowers withered, but they did not appear. She couldn't help worrying that she was in trouble, so she discussed with Jing Xi to go out and have a look.

Jing Xi coincided with him and found two brooms in the corner of the yard, each of them used one as a weapon.

Just as they were about to leave, the two masters finally arrived late.

But when he saw the domineering emperor Mu Surao being hugged by Xiang Jiu in his arms, his face was filled with a happy smile.

On Xiangjiu's chin, there is a circle of bright red lip marks, and a circle of tooth marks in between.

Nanye: "..."

Jing Xi: "..."

No wonder he didn't come for a long time, it turned out that there was a fire outside.

The beekeeping roads are mostly narrow and long, and they are combined together like a maze. The four of them are not familiar with the road, and they are getting dizzy gradually.

Fortunately, Xiangjiu's light skills are good, and he leaps onto the wall from time to time to urge everyone to return when they are lost.

Mu Surao was worried that she would be too eye-catching, and reminded her to be careful.

Xiangjiu asked Nanye: "How many slaves are there in the beekeeping? How many court ladies? How many eunuchs?"

"About twenty or so people, they are all old and unable to serve the master, and they are unwilling to leave the palace, so they are all sent here."

Nan Ye hissed, slapped his forehead, and continued: We came in from the backyard. If we didn't take a side road, there should be an anteroom further forward. All the servants sleep in it. Why don't we go there to find someone. "

Mu Surao regards Nanye as his confidant and trusts him the most: "You lead the way."

Nan Ye complied, raising the lantern higher to illuminate the road ahead.

The road is long, narrow, and bottomless black.

A group of people followed behind him, groping into the depths.

良策

In the dead of night, it is quite interesting to explore the secret ground with my wife and children.

Xiangjiu and Mu Surao stood side by side, feeling bad for a moment, and scratched the back of her hand with her little finger.

The glazed eyes slid to the end of the eyes, making sure that Jing Xi who was beside him didn't notice.

Although Mu Surao softened his attitude, he didn't intend to truce and reconcile, after all... a little noisy and happy.

She put her hands behind her back, avoiding Xiang Jiu's "harassment".

Xiang Jiutong made a change, and attacked her waist of the water snake, scratching and groping again, trying her best to mobilize her.

Mu Surao scolded her for being out of shape in a low voice, and took advantage of the opportunity to twist her salty pig's hand.

Xiangjiu was in pain, so she withdrew her hand, not daring to move too much, for fear that Nanye and Jingxi would see something.

These two slaves, one chief eunuch and the other chief eunuch reserve, are like human beings.

"Here we are, it's just ahead." Nan Ye didn't notice Mu Su Rao's blushing cheeks, raised his finger and pointed to a moon gate not far away, and said joyfully, "My lord, just go through the gate."

Mu Surao cleared her throat uncomfortably, and uttered a short syllable from the tip of her nose, as if to cover up.

Fortunately, this mysterious and dark place seriously interfered with Nanye's acuity, he didn't go into Mu Surao's strange behavior, anyway, Mu Surao was always uncertain.

Hearing this, Jing Xi acted as a vanguard, ran to the moon gate first, and probed in to look left and right.

As expected, the courtyard was empty.

He made a few gestures to Nanye, explaining the situation inside - safe.

Nan Ye had just retreated to the wall to clear the way, and asked Mu Su Rao to go in.

Mu Surao: "..."

She shouldn't have brought these two bastards here.

This courtyard is not big, its length and width are no more than a dozen steps away, so it is clear at a glance, and there is nothing to say.

In order to startle the snake, Xiangjiu blew out the white gauze lantern, and the four of them went to the window in the dark, and one of them peeked into the house through the leaky window.

This feels all too familiar.

Mu Surao couldn't help but think of a hot summer night when she peeked at a charming little eunuch taking a bath in Xinzheku.

Immediately blushed.

Tilting his head slightly, he met Nanye's eyes, and it was written on his face, "I also think of that hot summer night..."

Mu Su Rao gave him a sharp look, warning him to rot this emperor's embarrassment in his stomach forever.

Nanye has always been forced to have some complicity with her, so naturally he won't make this matter public.

Lifting his eight big white teeth, he returned her a relieved smile.

Xiangjiu devoted herself wholeheartedly to her "career", her round eyes widened, eager to see the faces of the eunuchs in the room.

But the light was too dim, and I couldn't see anything except a fluffy white hair.

He straightened his back and let out a breath, only to find that a certain master and servant were staring at each other.

Xiangjiu: "..."

Xiang Jiu summoned Jing Xi and asked softly, "Did you find anything?"

Jing Xi said: "It's all a bunch of old aunts and mothers, Miss Xiang, what about you?"

Xiang Jiu shrugged his shoulders as an answer.

After hesitating for a moment, he summoned Mu Surao and Nan Ye together, and the four of them squatted in a corner to discuss countermeasures.

After discussing and discussing, there is no clue at all.

This "senior brother" deliberately concealed his identity, and he must have changed his appearance. They couldn't tell it by looking eagerly.

Mu Surao suggested that everyone should be taken back for interrogation and torture.

Xiangjiu said "I knew it".

Nan Ye led Jing Xi to flatter him: "Simple and rude, saving time and effort, the emperor is wise."

Xiangjiu: Traitor!

She interrupted the flattery of the two dead eunuchs towards Mu Surao, and said in a calm voice: "I can't stand this kind of torment with my old bones, don't ask what should be asked, and put people's lives in it."

Mu Surao held back her mouth: "Then tell me, what should I do?"

Xiang Jiu stroked the non-existent beard, pondered for a while: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Mu Surao felt anxious, she looked up at the sky that was about to turn pale...

Sigh, everything is fate.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Mu Surao went straight to the dormitory, got into the bed curtain and looked at Xiang Jiu in dismay.

"Have you thought of a way to find out your brother?"

Xiang Jiu was like a stone statue, motionless: "I'm still thinking about it."

Afterwards, each of them fell into silence, each started to think, thought about the key points, and did not forget to exchange and share. In the learning atmosphere of mutual help...Xiang Jiu suggested that Mu Surao should not take off only a peony flower bellyband, so as to seduce her. Huaxia is suspected of death.

Mu Surao complained that she didn't understand style, and took the quilt to wrap herself into a tight big rice dumpling.

Xiangjiu looked very serious, ignored her resentful eyes that kept flying, closed his eyes, and fell into meditation again as an old monk.

Mu Surao was intimidated by her seriousness, even though Xiangjiu was several years younger than her, she had seen no less world than her, and at critical moments, she instinctively made people want to rely on her.

"Now, did you think of it?" After a stick of incense, Mu Surao asked earnestly with her arms on her knees and her hand on half of her head.

Xiang Jiu frowned: "Don't make noise."

Mu Surao: "Oh."

Another stick of incense passed, Mu Surao bit her lip and asked again: "Have you thought about it now?"

Xiang Jiu still frowned: "No."

Mu Surao was immediately discouraged, the proud peony was wilted, with withered yellow curls on the edges of the petals, several petals withered.

Suddenly, Xiang Jiu slammed the bed, frightened the depressed Mu Suluo lost more than half of her three souls and seven souls.

After stabilizing his mind, his whole body was throbbing with ecstasy, and he threw himself into Xiang Jiu's arms: "I thought of it!!"

Xiang Jiu winked at her.

"Tell me now."

"It's a bit of a loss."

On the contrary, Mu Surao was excited: As expected of you, dead eunuch.

Xiangjiu's way of harming is actually similar to Mu Suluo's torture - simple and rude.

Specifically: Let Qiu Baishan die.

Of course, it was suspended animation.

But it has to be so real that everyone can believe it.

When the news spread to the beekeepers, he didn't believe that "senior brother" was not sad, sad or distraught.

Even though he is an acting school with a calm face, he will always hide under the quilt and cry in the dead of night.

Mu Surao immediately slapped the couch in praise, and the words of praise rushed towards Xiangjiu like a torrent of water.

Xiangjiu was very useful, and was almost bloated by his daughter-in-law's praise.

When it is about to swell, let it stop.

Thinking of a way, the boulder weighing on Mu Surao's heart was lightened by half. In order to show her favor, she had to go to Yunyu for one game, two games, three or four games together.

Besides, she can't wear this bellyband for nothing—it's cold in the cold winter months with her breasts exposed!

Thinking of this, he was not polite to Xiangjiu, and offered his peach-like red lips, please pick them.

Xiang Jiu shrinks her neck to avoid: "I'll call Nan Ye and Jing Xi."

Mu Surao froze, her tone was blunt, her eyes were warning: "Go to bed first."

Xiang Jiu licked his palate, and said in a low voice, "I'm... not in the mood."

Mu Surao: Hehe!

Sure enough, she is the only one to be favored, and she is spoiled by pampering!

Looking at the ancestors of the past dynasties, whose concubine Huang Jun dared to blatantly refuse the favor, even in front of the emperor.

Mu Surao is autistic...

While shutting himself up, he put on his clothes angrily.

Therefore, as soon as Nanye's master and apprentice came in, they were stabbed by her sharp eyes, and the most painful thing was Nanye's buttocks.

He was afraid that Mu Surao would kick him.

Next to Jing Xi, they greeted each other tremblingly.

Mu Surao's face was stinky, and she rolled her eyes.

Nanye and Jingxi: "..."

Xiangjiu was warm and hospitable, squeezed Mu Surao's palm, and said a few words of comfort. Seeing that the person softened a little, she jumped down to the bed with peace of mind, and called Nanye and Jingxi to come forward.

With a hoarse voice, he said, "This is your chance to leave your name in history."

Nanye and Jingxi looked at each other, listening to these words, it seemed that they wanted to make them die with honor.

Then they frantically waved their hands and shook their heads.

"Master Xiang and his slaves are stupid, they don't want to leave a name in history, they just want to be with the prince forever." Nan Ye said.

Jing Xi was not willing to be left behind: "Slaves are too. May the little master Xiang live a long life, be safe and happy, and not seek glory and wealth. I will follow you for the rest of my life. I will be your person in life and your ghost in death."

Xiangjiu: No self-motivated thing!

The whole army set off

After all, it was Mu Surao's territory, when it was the servant's turn to turn around and sing, he hummed softly with a hint of warning, making Nanye and Jing Xiying rein in the precipice and recognize themselves.

Immediately vying to express my heartfelt.

"I am willing to devote myself to the emperor's son, and I will die."

"Wish to go up the mountain of swords and go down the sea of ​​fire for Xiaozhu Xiang."

"I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

"Life is also a hero, and death is also a ghost hero!"

Mu Surao smiled, appreciating this inexplicable flattering meeting with great interest.

Xiangjiu ruled on the side of the evil monarch who slandered everything.

The next day, the four of them decided to act in collusion.

The first step is to kill Qiu Baishan.

According to Xiangjiu's plan, Qiu Baishan sprained his waist, and he didn't get better after taking the medicine. After lying on the couch day after day, he was already dizzy and his spirit was much worse.

Coupled with the advanced age and dying, no one would feel strange.

So Mu Surao called for Doctor Bai.

As before, Imperial Physician Bai is still poor and white, and still depressed and unwilling to work in the Imperial Pharmacy.

Hearing Mu Surao pronouncing his diagnosis of the Ping'an pulse at the first glance, tears welled up in his eyes.

Put on the medicine box and rush to the Hall of Mental Cultivation without stopping.

He had a premonition that his day of prosperity was coming.

The task Mu Surao gave him was very simple, to give Qiu Baishan a strong dose of medicine, to let him sleep for a few more hours after taking the medicine every day, the kind that he can't wake up even if the sky is collapsing outside.

Imperial Physician Bai was a little puzzled, he was the one who was treating Qiu Baishan's waist, so there was no need to do anything extra, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Immediately went back to the imperial pharmacy, splashed ink, wrote out a new prescription, and stopped the passing eunuch: "Take it, and boil it again for Eunuch Qiu."

In the second room of the imperial pharmacy, there are always medicines for the masters of the various palaces, such as dispelling cold and heat, strengthening the body and nourishing the vitality, nourishing qi and blood... everything.

The little eunuch looked down at the hot medicine cup in his arms, then at the doctor Bai, and said with a bitter face: "Isn't this the medicine of Eunuch Qiu? I just boiled it for two hours."

Doctor Bai said fiercely: "Don't talk nonsense, just go if you are told!"

The little eunuch took the prescription, and walked back in a step-by-step manner.

In order to ensure everything is safe, Mu Surao once again gave Mother Qiongyu a part of the scene—visiting Qiu Baishan and announcing his death.

The first time she was born and the second time she was acquainted, Qiongyu Madam didn't feel uneasy the first time, and accepted the emperor's gift very boldly.

She hugged a quilt and successfully entered the eunuch's quarters on the grounds that it was too cold and I would give Lao Qiu warmth.

Qiu Baishan's door was unlocked, she yelled twice outside, but when he didn't answer, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Qiu Baishan just drank the medicine and fell asleep, his face was as calm as a dead pig.

Sister Qiongyu immediately tensed all her nerves, put the quilt on the Eight Immortals table, closed the door, then walked to the kang with small steps, and pushed Qiu Baishan's shoulder.

"Old Qiu, Old Qiu." She called out in a low voice.

Qiu Baishan still didn't respond.

According to the plan, Aunt Qiongyu used the water in the teapot to extinguish the crackling charcoal fire in the charcoal basin.

To avoid unnecessary suspicion, only the upper layer of the basin surface was watered out, and they were buried in the basin with green smoke, and the charcoal fire at the bottom was turned on the surface of the basin.

In winter, the temperature in the house drops rapidly.

Sister Qiongyu also thoughtfully exposed Qiu Baishan's hands and feet from the quilt to ensure that his hands and feet were cold.

"I'm sorry, Old Qiu."

Your fate is hard to do.

The few young eunuchs who gathered outside to gamble knew nothing about the inhumane behavior inside the house, they just shook the dice cup excitedly.

They were divided into two factions, some shouted big, some called small.

As soon as the dice cup is opened, one side wins and the other loses. The winner smiles happily, and the loser beats his chest and stamps his feet.

It’s not lively.

Someone said: "Come again! Come again!"

Suddenly, a shrill cry made them tremble, and the table full of dice cups rolled off the edge of the table and thumped to their feet.

"What's the matter?" Another asked curiously.

Immediately there was another cry, more stern than before.

The eunuchs had a different reaction now, their eyeballs almost bulging out of their sockets, and they said in surprise: "Something happened, go and have a look."

Following the sound, they rushed into Qiu Baishan's house, and saw Mother Qiongyu bending over Qiu Baishan's chest, wailing in pain.

"Old Qiu, why did you go like this!"

"Your life has been too bitter, and you haven't had time to enjoy happiness!"

In a few words, he explained the reason for crying in a simple and clear manner.

The little eunuchs were stunned at the door, at a loss.

"...What, Eunuch Qiu... is dead?"

Nanny Qiongyu raised her head, loosened a few strands of her hair meticulously, wiped away her tears, and said with a choked voice, "What are you still doing, hurry up and call the imperial physician! Old Qiu may be saved."

People are gone, how can there be help.

The little eunuchs had never encountered any major incidents, their heads were buzzing, and they had no extra thoughts, and followed the instructions of Aunt Qiongyu.

They ran out of the eunuch's office in a swarm, and headed towards the imperial hospital like crazy.

The slaves in the palace have a low life and are not qualified to hire an imperial doctor, but Qiu Baishan is different, serving the late emperor and being taken care of by Mu Surao, he is incomparable to other slaves.

Next, it's time for Doctor Bai to make an appearance.

He was arranged by Xiang Jiu at a crossroads, no matter which way the eunuchs came from, they could "encounter" him.

Carrying the medicine box on his back, he walked back and forth here no less than ten times, his mouth and tongue were dry, and his feet were so cold that he almost lost consciousness, thinking about finding a place to rest for a while.

As soon as he walked under the shade of the tree, a pair of cold eyes appeared in the grass.

It's Xiang Jiu.

She severely reprimanded him: "You are not allowed to change the play without authorization!"

Doctor Bai: "..."

He bowed his head to the evil forces in the Forbidden City without any hope, hahad his back, admitted and reflected on his own mistakes.

After returning to the original place, he entered the play with one breath.

The little eunuchs were running out of breath, and from a long distance, they saw an imperial doctor with a medicine box on his shoulders, and ran to him at a faster speed.

Grabbing him like a life-saving straw: "Physician Bai, please come with us to the eunuch's office."

"Eunuch Qiu is waiting for your help at the gate of hell."

Physician Bai pretended to be struggling: "The imperial pharmacy has received a batch of new medicinal materials, and I hurried back to inspect the goods."

"Human life is at stake!"

The eunuchs didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, they dragged him and dragged him away.

The plan went well so far, Xiang Jiu was overjoyed, got out of the grass, rubbed his hands, and followed from a distance.

Dr. Bai was pushed into the room by everyone, met the eyes of Nanny Qiongyu, tacitly understood each other, and acted out the rival scene that had been discussed in advance.

"Physician Bai," Aunt Qiongyu said with tears in her eyes, "I beg you to save Lao Qiu."

"Calm down first," Doctor Bai probed Qiu Baishan's breath, then pinched the artery on the side of his neck with two fingers, and finally touched his cold hand.

He lowered his head slightly, pretending to be heartbroken: "Please mourn."

At the end, squeeze out two drops of old tears.

The little eunuchs just got their breath together, they were startled when they heard the words, and they cried together because of their grief.

Not only crying, but also holding my head in pain.

Although Qiu Baishan was fierce and stern all day long, he stayed with them day and night and protected them quite a bit. He could be regarded as half of their relatives.

Doctor Bai: "..."

Aunt Qiongyu: "..."

They made thousands of calculations, but they didn't expect to be robbed by the eunuchs, so they forgot their words for a while.

Simply act on the spot and respond to all changes with the same.

At the same time, he did not forget to put the quilt over Qiu Baishan's head, may he rest in peace.

Mu Surao waited anxiously for the dawn of victory in the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When the sun set, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, standing under the gate of Zunyi like a watchman's stone.

All the servants who accompanied her sighed that she was crazy about love, and she couldn't afford to be separated from Xiangjiu for a while.

Alas, the same person does not have the same fate.

They are all eunuchs, how can Xiang Jiu be so perfect, and they can only accompany the imperial master to endure the cold wind.

Fortunately, Xiang Jiu didn't come back too late, so the big guy could go back to the house earlier.

Mu Surao stomped her feet like a child, and stretched out her hand that was shrunk under the cloak.

Xiang Jiu trotted two steps to hold her, and clasped her fingers tightly.

Mu Surao took advantage of the situation and hugged her arm: "Is the matter over?"

"I'll go out, one is worth two." Xiang Jiu whispered to her.

"You are beautiful."

All the slaves who have suffered from the cold wind: It's too much!real!

latency

I want to give you a bubble gum and two simple sentences, so that he will be forced to suffer this boring loss.

"It's all due to you, you are good at discipline." Xiang Jiu replied calmly.

Fu Ai's sad face couldn't stop twitching, not to be outdone, she said: "Don't worry, I will discipline you even more in the future."

"Then it's your fault."

Jian Dou was not convinced: "Godfather, you have to seek justice for your son." You can't eat her dung for nothing.

Fu Ai looked sideways, sneered surprisingly coldly, and slapped the sword bean with his backhand: "You are the one who made the move first, and you still have the face to ask me to seek justice for you!"

"I'm helping you—"

"I don't need your help!"

Sword Bean clenched his fists secretly, he understood that his godfather was going to take the blame on him.

If you want to be safe and smooth in the palace, there is only one trick - to turn big things into small things.

Since someone came out to take the scapegoat, he naturally had to go downhill. The several stewards made some calculations, considering that Jian Dou was the godson of Fu Aichou, and also had a relationship with the one in Shou'an Palace... No corporal punishment on him, just Let him do all of Xiang Jiu's work today.

In this way, everyone's face can be scrupled.

Xiang Jiu didn't expect them to really do anything to Sword Bean, and not punishing her at the same time was already the best result, so she didn't force anything else.

It's rare to have a day of free time to enjoy, so she made a simple plan, except for lunch at noon, the rest of the time is spent-sleeping.

In order to comfort her the psychological torture she suffered in the Punishment Division last night.

However, the sky didn't go her way, the wound on her wrist was painful, and she woke up in less than two hours.

Xin Zheku's servants are lowly in life, and they are not qualified to ask the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment. If they have a headache, they will grit their teeth and get through it by themselves.If you can't make it through, just wrap it in an oilcloth and carry it out of Miyagi.

She found a clean cotton towel to wrap around the wound, and went to the warehouse, trying to find some usable medicine from it.For so many years in Xinzheku, people come and go, and there will always be something useful left behind.

After a wave of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, even the mouse hole was not missed, and finally found a bottle of moldy hand balm, probably left behind by a palace lady.

After searching for a long time, I found a bottle of pills from the dustpan on the shelf.The body of the bottle is well preserved, but the yellow paper on it has been soaked with moisture, and the handwriting is all blurred, and the word "black-bone chicken" can barely be discerned in a blur.

Could it be Wuji Baifeng Wan?It seems to be the holy medicine of gynecology, right?

Xiang Jiu was discouraged all of a sudden, uncorked the bottle and sniffed it, then threw it back to the original place.

After thinking about it for a while, I saw that the sun was already hanging in the middle of the sky, and it was time to eat.

Hurrying so quickly that he took two steamed buns to fill his stomach, he then went back to sleep.After it was completely dark, taking advantage of the darkness, I slipped to the imperial pharmacy to steal some medicine.

Don't think it's a difficult task, once the palace gate is unlocked, there are only two imperial physicians on duty and two eunuchs on duty at night in the Royal Pharmacy.

Be careful, you won't get caught.

Xiangjiu was not greedy, and only took two bottles of Jinchuang medicine for external application.

The cat stooped and tiptoed back to Xinzheku, climbed onto the Datong shop, hid in the quilt and applied medicine to the wound.

Several times, the hands were too heavy, and the pain caused cold sweat all over the body, but he dared not make big movements for fear of waking up the people next to him.

After taking the medicine, I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I packed up the Jinchuang medicine and hid it in the drawer beside the bed.

Didn't Fu Aichou say that she should be disciplined in the future, and there will be more times when she will be beaten.She had to save the medicine and use it to save her life later.

Hey, I don't know how long I will stay in this Forbidden City that eats people and doesn't spit out their bones...

Early the next morning, it was Xiangjiu's turn to cut grass outside the three halls. The July sun, even if it just emerged from the top of the west mountain, was still scorching.

Xiangjiu is afraid of heat, loves to sweat, her snow-white face is flushed, like rouge, she is charming and shy.The nurse in charge who supervised them couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and said jokingly, "You have such a good appearance, it's a pity to be an eunuch."

Xiang Jiu said nothing, the turf under her feet seemed to have been infested by insects, and it was all withered and yellow.She cleaned the hay one by one, and turned over the soil with a palm-sized rake.

She worked hard, and the cotton towel on her wrist gradually oozes a ball of blood red, which is expanding over time.Xiang Jiu took a look, and calmly changed the rake's hand.

At that time, the sky was bright, the fiery red sun was shining in every corner, and they refused to give any shade.On the palace road in front of the lawn, occasionally the little masters of the first palace are surrounded by passing by.

Xiangjiu didn't know any of them, and the nanny shouted to kneel, and she bowed down and kowtowed like the servants around her, sending them away respectfully.

Strangely, a young master stopped in front of them.

Xiang Jiu secretly looked at him, and saw that he was sitting in a ceremonial sedan chair carried by eight people, with golden clouds and Zhai birds painted on it.

It is speculated that the rank of this little master is not lower than the fifth rank.

"Little eunuch, come here." The voice of the person on the sedan chair was as clear as the tinkling of spring water.

Everyone was puzzled, who was she... calling?

"Little eunuch?" She called again, as before, in a calm manner.

Empress Xiangjiu became aware, and raised her head boldly: "My lord, are you... called a slave?"

"Well, you come."

Xiangjiu was in a daze, lifted the muddy hem of his clothes, and walked a few steps on his knees: "What do you want, my lord?"

"What's wrong with your wrist?" She pinched a sumac silk handkerchief, and a cluster of purple-blue daisy orchids was embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief, exuding a dignified and elegant charm.

Xiangjiu suddenly remembered that there was a royal servant named "Dai" in the palace, who seemed to be called...Meng Qingdai.

"...The slave is stupid, he accidentally cut the grass..."

The mother took the lead and said courteously: "Master Meng, you are just a slave of Xin Zheku, you don't need to worry about it."

"That's all? According to you, they are all dead?"

Mammy heard that she was unhappy, and apologized: "Young Master Meng, calm down, it's the slave who is stupid, stupid."

Meng Qingdai frowned slightly, looked away, and said to the court lady Qiu Nuan, "Go to the imperial pharmacy in a while, and get a bottle of Jinchuang medicine for this little eunuch."

Qiu Nuan squatted down and replied that he had written it down.

Xiangjiu was so touched, her heart was warm, and she praised Meng Qingdai as a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering.If I had known that I would meet her today, why bother to take the risk to steal things from Naluoshizi Imperial Pharmacy last night.

"Slave, thank you little master Meng for your kindness!"

Meng Qingdai smiled lightly, facing the light from the sky, and left in a sedan chair.

In the afternoon, Qiu Nuan really came to Xinzheku under the red fire sun, and not only gave Xiang Jiu a bottle of Jinchuang medicine, but also sent a message to Fu Aichou: "Our Lord ordered, don't give this little eunuch the next two days. Make hard work and find her some light work."

Fu Aiyou smiled shyly, understood every word of mouth, and even sent Qiu Nuan out in person, asking her to greet Meng Qingdai on her behalf on the way.

However, as soon as he came back, he instructed Xiang Jiu to repair the pile of worn-out brooms in the warehouse and send them to the cleaning office.

Xiangjiu complied, took out the broom, and tapped on the old locust tree in the courtyard.The dust accumulated over the years on the broom was liberated at this moment, scrambling to fly into the sky, choking people to cough.

After that, she placed a small horse under the tree, sat on it, and carefully twisted the wire on the broom.Twisting and twisting, unconsciously thinking of Meng Qingdai, sighing to herself: "Good man."

Immediately thinking of the emperor's son Mu Surao again, as if encountering some bad luck, he gave a quick pooh: "Scumbag."

A few young maids who were taking a bath were washing their hair by the well. The scent of saponins was fresh and pleasant, and even the air became moist and clean.

"Brother Xiang." They dried their hair and waved to Xiang nine times, looking nervous.

Xiangjiu thought something was wrong, looked around and approached them.

"I'll eat it for you." One of them opened his fist, revealing a yellow, round apricot.

"Where did it come from?" Xiang Jiu asked in surprise.

"There is an apricot grove in Ningshou Garden. When it was dark, we slipped away and picked some."

Xiangjiu felt grateful for their thoughtfulness, and knew that it was not easy to have something delicious, so she guessed that they didn't dare to pick more, swallowed, and pushed back the apricots: "You guys keep them and eat them."

"Hold it, hold it," the little maid was anxious, and forced it to her, "Don't dawdle, you will suffer if the manager sees it."

Xiangjiu's kindness was hard to stop, he opened his mouth and took a bite, the sweet and greasy juice splashed all over his mouth: "It's delicious, thank you."

She grinned, her smile as bright as a spring flower.The cheeks of the little maids burned hot, and the blush stained most of their faces.

They are all at an age when love is flourishing, Xiangjiu is so handsome and attractive, so it is inevitable that he cannot help but want to be a couple.Therefore, there are delicious food and good drinks, and I always think about her.

"Do you want more?" Another person also handed one.

Xiangjiu waved his hand, he was really embarrassed to eat more, spit out the fruit core, and chatted with them a few words.It is good to steal a moment of leisure in the hard days.

"Hey, look, there's a newcomer here." Someone gloated.

Xiang Jiu looked back in response, and saw an "acquaintance", no, to be precise, it was two.

Xiangjiu was in pain, and twisted away Mu Surao's arm, forcing her to let go, and pushed her away cruelly, grabbed her clothes and ran away in panic.

Suddenly, there was no one around, Mu Surao took a few heavy breaths, she was not as flustered as before, calmed down, and wiped off the water stains on her pretty eyelashes with the back of her hand.

Her hair was already disheveled, and the red hairpin on her bun was hanging crookedly.

She couldn't predict how many dangers there were in the water, so she swam ashore in embarrassment, her eyes full of fear.

The skirt was wet and stuck to her body, she looked as pitiful as she could be.

师叔

Mu Surao and Xiang Jiu hid behind the wall, opened their eyes wide in the dark night, and watched the two thieves and eunuchs rummaging through a pile of baggage through the broken window.

Qiu Baishan had very few valuables, but his clothes were clean and tidy. The two each picked up a few pieces and stuck them in front of their bodies, making gestures and saying a few words from time to time.

Xiangjiu remained calm and looked at their expressions carefully.

In the end, they were guilty of thieves, the two of them didn't stay for too long, and didn't take any more. They rolled up the clothes in their arms, and restored the big and small bags to their original shape, before tiptoeing back the same way.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared around the corner that Mu Surao said, "Did you find anything?"

Xiangjiu pursed her lips tightly and shook her head.

Mu Surao said again: "After all, we are brothers and sisters. The relics are all placed here. I should come here to pick up one or two, and keep it as a memory."

Her tone was slightly contemptuous, as if she was complaining about Qiu Baishan.

Xiang Jiu looked back and said: "I'm afraid this person is too calm."

As soon as the voice stopped, he was stunned, his eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "Then let's see how calm he is."

Mu Surao liked her eccentricity, bit her lip, raised one eyebrow and lowered the other: "Another idea?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

The next day, the days of cumulus clouds cleared away, and the air-conditioned deep winter turned out to be clear and clear.

As a result, Xiang Jiu was in such a good mood that he went out of the palace, and when he came back, he was holding a small clay pot.

Clang for a moment.

Knocking on Mu Surao's desk as if offering a treasure.

Mu Surao looked up from the memorial, curiously asked: "What is this?"

"you guess."

Mu Surao rolled her eyes, her eyebrows were on fire, and she still wanted to play around, so she reproached and said, "I don't guess."

Not interesting.

Xiang Jiu was a little angry.

On the other hand, Nan Ye was full of curiosity and raised his hands to answer: "My servant guesses that it is silver, no, gold, silver and jewelry are all there."

Mu Surao's eyes slid towards him, then narrowed her eyes, folded her arms around her chest, and asked meaningfully: "You are really out of money's eye, you usually take bribes in my name, don't you?"

Before he could change his breath, Nan Ye knelt down on the ground in the posture of a dragon entering the water, and swore that if he accepted bribes, he would die.

Mu Surao: "..."

Xiangjiu: "..."

Jing Xi: "..."

Let's get down to business!

Why did the topic turn to bribery!

Xiangjiu was annoyed that Nanye was stealing her limelight, so she clenched her fist and hit the corner of the desk.

Mu Surao looked back in response, suddenly annoyed that she had neglected her daughter-in-law, put down her imperial airs, and patiently coaxed her in a gentle voice.

Xiangjiu's fair face was flushed, and her chin was raised slightly, like a flower on a high mountain.

Angry and exhausted, Mu Surao was afraid that she would be too tired, so she hugged her around to the desk and sat on the dragon chair.

Nan Ye was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

This is done on an equal footing with the emperor's master, and Huang Jun's position must not have escaped.

He looked at Xiangjiu's eyes instead of looking at Jin's thighs, and hurriedly joined in this verbal movement begging for forgiveness.

On the way, he couldn't help but slap himself twice, pushing the atmosphere in the Hall of Mental Cultivation to a climax.

Finally, Xiang Jiu's little mouth stopped pouting.

Mu Surao's hanging heart naturally let go, and she showed Nanye a very comforting smile without hesitation.

Nan Ye continued to work hard, pointing to the pot and asked, "Master Xiang, is he in the mood to tell you what this is? This servant is very curious."

The topic returned to the right track, Xiang Jiu immediately became interested, corrected his posture, and said triumphantly: "You must not guess."

Nanye and Mu Surao acted as if they were listening attentively.

Xiang Jiu's thin lips parted lightly: "Ashes."

Nanye: "!!!!"

Mu Surao: "!!!!"