Wearing a pheromone to become a fool

Wei Yansi was in a state of confusion, resting her chin, staring at the white clouds outside the window, holding up the jasmine flower that was so withered that it didn't look like it, thinking about others when seeing things.

All the servants in the Hall of Mental Cultivation were distressed, and they pulled Chunlai who lived in the teahouse to make Biluochun for the emperor, and kindly suggested: "Long live is like lovesickness, please quickly ask the doctor of Song Dynasty to take the pulse."

Chunlai teased them: "You used to take a detour when you saw Wansui, but now you are so courteous again, go and go, don't ask about Wansui."

During lunch, Wei Yansi asked Yi Dongpo: "Old Yi, what kind of person do you think the county magistrate is?"

"In terms of character, the county lord is kind and pure. In terms of talent, the county lord is full of flair. In terms of appearance, he is even more beautiful and exquisite. He can be called a good match for Long Live."

"Who told you to talk about this!" Wei Yansi's phoenix eyes suddenly lost their clarity.

"My slave is so confused. Dare I ask what Long Live would you like my slave to talk about?" Yi Dongpo teased, bowed to ask for instructions, and said, "Husband and wife don't have overnight feuds. They quarrel at the head of the bed and make peace at the end of the bed."

Why are you talking about a couple!

Wei Yansi waved his hand, but didn't reply. After thinking about it, he thought that what he said was rough and reasonable, and it was a big matter to discuss right and wrong face to face.

So temporarily put aside important family and country affairs, and tried every means to create a chance encounter with Qu Jinying.

Qu Jinying was tasting wine and admiring flowers in the imperial garden. She went for a walk in the imperial garden and successfully "met unexpectedly".

Qu Jinying had an evening class with a lama in Yanchun Pavilion. She was flying a kite nearby and successfully "met unexpectedly".

Qu Jinying stayed in the three halls and copied the Buddhist scriptures in a regular manner. She and the servants played hide-and-seek at the Baiqi Gate in the back, and the noisy people had to show up.

But every time they met, Qu Jinying just didn't talk to her.

There was a lot of discussion in the palace for a while, admiring Qu Jinying's skills, and before entering the harem, the emperor was fascinated.

Qu Jinying was so angry that she simply closed the door.

Unexpectedly, this trick was declared a failure.

Wei Yansi became more frustrated and courageous, and stayed awake most of the night, wandering around the back wall of the Sansuo Hall, stepped on the shoulders of Chunlai and Yi Dongpo, and turned inside.

Miyagi is huge, and she has never been to this place before. After searching for a long time in the dark, she finally found Qu Jinying's residence, went around to the side, and tapped on the window with her slender fingers.

As if she was afraid of disturbing the good night, she knocked very lightly.

Bang bang bang.

Bang bang bang.

After waiting for a long time without a response, she had no choice but to call out Qu Jinying's name in a thin voice.

"Who's outside?" the person inside asked nervously.

"It's me."

The window opened, and Qu Jinying's fair and tender face appeared, with black and white eyes, full of surprise.

Wei Yansi raised a sunny smile: "I'm here to visit you."

"Now?" Qu Jinying looked at the full moon hanging high on the branches.

"Not available?"

"inconvenient."

Wei Yansi seemed to have never heard of it: "I will wait for you at the door, you come to open the door."

"not open."

The so-called seeing a trick, Wei Yansi was so soft that he could not come hard, put his arms on the window sill, and jumped into the room lightly, before he could stabilize, he was pushed mercilessly by Qu Jinying.

"Long live, you get out!"

Wei Yansi raised a finger to his lips to make a silence gesture, and said cheekily: "Don't make trouble, the queen mother's bedroom is not far from here, don't let her hear it."

As a victim, there is no place to judge!Qu Jinying folded her arms, and angrily walked around behind the desk, making it clear that she wanted to keep a distance from her, a fool.

"Are you still angry?"

"I dare not."

When is it not very daring?Wei Yansi squinted her eyes, and looked at her slightly trembling fingertips with great interest. It was obvious that she was more angry than angry.

"Are you angry that I didn't jump out to save you? I thought about it too, but Chunlai stopped—" Wei Yansi sat down across the desk.

"Excuse."

"I swear."

Wei Yansi supported the edge of the table with her elbows, raised three fingers, and her eyes were watery, hoping that Qu Jinying would respond, but the other party seemed to be in a trance, motionless.

The heroine, I can't afford to provoke you.

Wei Yansi fiddled with the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table in boredom.

Turning his eyes around, he took the stack of sprinkled Jinxuan in front of Qu Jinying, the beautiful petite lowercase, graceful and round, and read it word by word, it turned out to be scriptures.

"What are you copying these for?" Wei Yansi tilted her head and yawned, the tails of Danfeng's eyes were obviously moist.

"...It's scriptures, the Lotus Sutra."

Wei Yansi picked up the Sajinxuan again, and this time he uttered the words with full respect, and the enunciation was as clear as a gurgling mountain spring.

"Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival." Qu Jinying opened his eyes and sat up straight. "The Lotus Sutra can save deceased relatives."

Wei Yansi understood after a little thought: "Did you copy it to your mother?"

"Well, it is strictly forbidden to sacrifice and burn paper in the palace, so I have to copy some scriptures and ask someone to send them back to the Hou's mansion, and my brother will do it."

Wei Yansi felt the same way, her mother also passed away early, if not for her mother's care, she would not have destroyed her glands due to a high fever.

But the rules in the palace are strict, and no burning is allowed.

Wei Yansi rolled her eyes, leaned forward and said, "Tomorrow night at three quarters you, go to Dongtongzi Street and wait for me."

"What do you mean by long live?"

"Anyway, we must come." Wei Yansi put on a show and winked at her.

Qu Jinying was indeed angry. The Shen Xingsi was like the gate of hell, the air was filled with a choking smell of blood, deep in the cell, there was the muffled sound of a long whip beating the flesh, accompanied by mournful wailing and begging for mercy, it was creepy to hear.

She huddled on the haystack and didn't sleep all night. She endured until dawn. Finally, she hoped that Nanny Lan would come to save her life. When she went back to the third hall to catch up on sleep, she had a nightmare when she closed her eyes. She smiled ferociously.

I really wish I could send that stupid king to the Shenxing Department to stay for half a night, and I often feel bad.

She made up her mind to be angry for a few more days, so that the Hunjun will have a long memory, so as not to bully her again in the future, and even count the crimes of the Hunjun with her fingers-Wu Yingdian treats her lightly, bites her in the carriage, plus seeing death this time no help...

It's just heinous.

She fell asleep counting the number of people, and when she woke up, all the resentment disappeared, and she recalled the picture of Huan Jun's kindness to her and winking at her, which was quite... well-behaved.

Just like Xiao Yangliu's question, "Ask yourself, what's wrong with her? Do you really think she's a bad person? A bad emperor?"

She had a vague answer in her mind...

She copied the Buddhist scriptures for another day, and the setting sun shone through the window, shining on the gold-sprinkled Xuan Xuan written by her pen, which made the small script very fresh. She asked the little Willow who was grinding the ink: "What time is it?"

"It's time."

"Let's go." She put down her pen, changed into a ivory-white dress, turned left and right in front of the bronze mirror, felt that it was too bright, and changed into a bamboo-blue dress.

Take the stack of Sprinkling Gold Proclamations and go to Dongtongzi Street as agreed with Wei Yansi.

This place is remote, located in the easternmost part of the palace, narrow and long, only the lowest servants move around here, and turning further, it is the long house of the maid.

They walked against the wall.

"County Lord, I heard that people died in the palace, and the corpses were transported out of this street." Xiao Yangliu said mysteriously.

"Guai Li Luan Shen Zi is silent." Qu Jinying stopped in a dimly lit corner and decided to wait for Wei Yansi here.

The sunset glow faded quietly, turning into dark blue, and the first night wind brought her clothes up, and also brought a green and astringent smell, and she shivered.

"Master, do you feel the chill on your back?"

She bit her lower lip and denied, "No."

"You may have misremembered the place."

"will not."

She took Xiao Yangliu's hand and comforted Xiao Yangliu not to be afraid.

I don't know how long it took, the legs of the two of them stood sore, and they saw the moon climb a few inches higher.

"Why didn't Long live come?" Little Yangliu flinched and hugged her arm.

"Wait a minute."

The wind passing through the street became stronger and stronger, causing their belts to fly obliquely. Qu Jinying said to himself, "She's coming soon."

After finishing the words, he stretched his neck and stared intently into the distance, hoping that Wei Yansi's figure would appear in the next moment.

"Master, Long live will you forget?"

But she was still stubborn and refused to look away: "Wait a little longer!

"The appointment at three o'clock in the unitary hour is long overdue." Xiao Yangliu slid down and squatted until Long Live will come. "

It's just that she frowned gradually later on, suspecting that she really came to the wrong place, or that Wei Yansi was playing tricks on her.

Suddenly there was the sound of wheels creaking in front of her, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, dropped down at the moment the car entered.

——It was a simple bullock cart, with several eunuchs in plain clothes huddled on it, it looked like they were going to go out to the palace overnight to run errands, and they all turned sideways and cast doubtful eyes when passing by.

She was not used to being stared at like this, her cheeks were hot and she turned her back.

"Let's go back." She said suddenly.

"Don't you wait? Long live may be on the way." Little Yangliu got up.

"Long live will not come again." Qu Jinying's tone was steady, without any emotion.

"Why don't we go look elsewhere? Wanzai might be waiting for us there."

In the distance, heavy footsteps sounded, as if someone was running fast, Qu Jinying hurriedly raised her eyes, and saw Fenghe rushing out of the night.

She took back the steps she left.

"The remnant of the Red Lotus Sect has become a Jiang bandit, harassing the passing merchant ships in Binzhou. The chief assistant, Mr. Lu, pestered Wansui to discuss countermeasures." Feng He took a deep breath, "Longsui, please wait for her, and never miss the appointment."

Qu Jinying's mood cleared after the rain, and her thin lips parted slightly: "Master Feng He, please tell me Long Live, I will be here waiting for her."

As soon as she spoke, Feng He turned around and ran back, ran half a street away, suddenly turned back, and led her and Xiao Yangliu to the guard's house not far away.

This is the resting place for the guards of Shenwumen, Fenghe sent away all the people inside, and found a passable room for them, with simple and simple furnishings, a table, a stool and an old shelf.

After Qu Jinying thanked him, he found a popular saying book to pass the time, flipped through a few pages under a candlelight, looked at the soft bright moon outside the window, and said, "It's almost the time of Xu."

"That's right." Little Yangliu let out a long yawn.