Chapter 23 I am teasing you

The curtain fell, and the bloody wild game was isolated for a moment.

Hua Yue knelt down beside Li Jingyun, and there was still some residual heat on the side of her face. She pursed her lips and looked at the person beside her secretly, but she didn't dare to look closely.

"Let's talk." Li Jingyun shook the folding fan in his hand and swept over the end of his eyes, which was meaningful, "Which giant Buddha from a temple has the courage to attack the East Palace."

Her brows drooped down, and she rubbed her cuffs and whispered, "Young master didn't even see it, and this slave was almost harmed by others, and he was not his accomplice."

"But you know the man."

"It's all from the palace, so why don't you know each other." She said vaguely, carefully recalling what Changhui said at that time, and blinked her eyelashes, "That's just knowing."

Li Jingyun smiled, leaning on the soft pillow, and the jade fan swiped between his fingers twice: "Chang Gui is not an ordinary palace person, the favorite minister of the first prince of the previous dynasty, and a counselor who always lived in the East Palace, Just getting to know him is enough for the master to hand you over to the East Palace to receive the reward."

My heart sank, and Huayue panicked slightly.

This person has a lazy expression, as if he is talking to her at home, and he can't tell what he is thinking at all. In front of Zhou Heshuo, he clearly only said that he remembered his face, but now it seems that he knows Changgui.

"Mute?" He raised his eyebrows, "You have to send it to His Highness before you can speak?"

"No." Hua Yue shook her head quickly, struggled for a moment, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and said, "To be honest, this slave servant served Lord Chang earlier."

Li Jingyun paused, and his eyes narrowed: "How do you serve Fa'er?"

"It's just bringing tea and water," she said, "This is why the slaves often come and go in and out of the East Palace, so they are familiar with Lord Shen, and that's why they said a few words from Lord Shen earlier."

With a slight change in expression, Li Jingyun pinched his fan, and tapped on the palm of his hand one after another: "People from the Liang Dynasty—after the chaos in Guanshan, your master fled, why are you still in the palace?"

She stretched out her hand and pinched her own thigh, and Hua Yue's expression suddenly became sad: "Master fled, and never brought slaves, slaves and maids, and no other business, so he continued to serve in the palace, and later the palace staff dispatched, slaves and servants. Here comes the General's Mansion."

It seemed to make sense, Li Jingyun nodded: "Then what's going on today?"

He sighed heavily, Hua Yue sighed, shook his head and said, "Master Chang is extremely loyal to the eldest prince, the eldest prince died in the hands of His Royal Highness, he naturally wants to come.

revenge

of. He didn't know how to know that the slaves were also here, so he came to ask the slaves to assist him in assassinating the East Palace, but the slaves refused, so he was chased and killed by him. "

"The next thing, the son will know."

There was a layer of light tears, and the eyebrows seemed to be crushed by sorrow. She raised her eyes to look at him, innocent and aggrieved: "Although the servant is from the Liang Dynasty, she did nothing to hurt the son, and ask the son to see it clearly."

The wheels screeched on the stone road, and the carriage shook lightly, making her frail body even weaker. She rested her hands on the edge of the seat, bit her teeth, and burst into tears. I really felt pity for her.

If he hadn't seen her like this in Qifeng Tower that day, he would definitely have softened his heart.

Li Jingyun chuckled, the folding fan retracted towards her wrist, and she stretched out her fingertips to touch her red earlobe.

"Yin Zhang is a great thing. I know how easy it is to break, and how easy it is to be smart. It's easy to show weakness to people." Sighing lightly, he moved closer to her, and stroked his fingertips from the earlobe to her chin, slightly Picking up, "But what kind of temperament are you, can you still not know?"

Even Zhou Heshuo, who knows nothing, can still deceive the young master who gets along with each other day and night?

Hua Yue stiffened, annoyance flashed across her face for a moment, and then her demeanor slowly returned to her coldness.

Li Jingyun looked left and right and nodded with satisfaction: "It's still pleasing to the eye."

"The slaves didn't lie." She said in a low voice, "If the son is willing to investigate, there may still be the birthplace and famous plates of the slaves in the palace."

Li Jingyun sneered: "What is the Lord doing? He just wants to know if you are a hidden danger. If you stay in the General's Mansion, will it harm your family."

This answer surprised her a bit, Hua Yue couldn't help but glance at him, then shook her head: "No, slaves will never do anything to hurt Madam anyway."

Li Jingyun glanced at her helplessly: "Do you like Madam that much?"

"Yes." Answering this, Huayue's earlobes were no longer red, she straightened her waist and said, "Madam is the best person in the world."

Rolling his eyes towards the roof of the car, Li Jingyun muttered: "Even if you say that, I still don't worry about it. Instead of keeping a calamity by your side, it's better to get rid of it earlier, and you won't have too many long nights."

His face turned pale, and Hua Yue looked up at him, wanting to see two points of jokes on his face. But no, he said it very seriously, his dark eyes were full of thought, as if he was thinking about how to get rid of her so as not to leave a trace.

"...Young Master." She frowned, "Keeping a slave is more useful than selling it."

"Oh?" Li Jingyun disagreed, "What else can you do other than block in front of your grandfather?"

"In case of danger, the slave is willing to give you half of your life." She clenched her hands tightly, her eyes burning, "Just like today."

"Today?" His index finger touched his lips, and he hummed, "You really dare to say that you didn't follow Madam's order to arrange the marriage between Master and that Miss Han? Does it count as self-stealing?"

"Master Hui, the situation is urgent and the situation is a last resort. It doesn't count." There was no shame in her eyes, and she said it righteously.

Li Jingyun faded his smile.

He looked at her calmly for a long time, repeating word by word: "It's a last resort."

The man in front of him looked away, and a tendon was twisted out of his fair neck.

He looked at it for a moment, and asked softly, "To this day, if there is another mandarin duck pendant for the father to give to Han Shuang, will you still wear it on the waist of the father?"

"Yes." She nodded without hesitation.

The light in his eyes suddenly dimmed. Li Jingyun raised his chin and stared at her. After a while, he sneered: "What a good servant who does his duty."

"Thank you for your compliment." Hua Yue saluted him, folded her hands in front of her belly, and knocked her head down, almost to her knees, "Slave will never betray your master."

The carriage was quiet, a little bored, Hua Yue stared at the lines on her skirt for a while, and then asked, "Can the slave maid retire?"

The people in the seat didn't say anything. She waited for a while, and then started to move out of the car without a trace. After a long time, she finally reached the door.

However, as soon as her hand touched the car curtain and opened a slit, Huayue suddenly felt a tightness on her waist.

Someone stretched out his hand and yanked her back.

"Boom-"

There was a muffled sound on the wall of the car, and the groom outside was so frightened that he quickly asked, "Master, are you alright?"

"It's alright." Li Jingyun replied lightly with his shoulders against the wall of the car, and then lowered his eyes to look at the man in his arms.

His robe was so wide that he could bury half of her body when he lifted his sleeves. This man was obviously frightened. He stuck his head out of his clothes, his thin lips were slightly parted, his face was pale, and his eyes were wide open. Slip round.

"You..." She turned to look at him, subconsciously breaking his hand around her waist.

Li Jingyun folded his arms and asked in a loud voice, "If I don't like the mandarin duck pendant, would you wear it too?"

Yin Huayue frowned and looked at him with an unreasonable look: "Of course, the son has nothing to like, if it doesn't matter, then it's okay."

"What if you don't like it?"

Hua Yue was stunned and lost her mind for a moment, but she soon lowered her eyes and said in a hard tone, "This servant will not be displeased..."

"You can."

"..."

There was a trace of embarrassment in his eyes, Huayue turned her face away, and continued to break his hand angrily: "If you say no, you won't. The slave will abide by her duty as a servant, and what happened today will never happen again in the future."

"Didn't you say that the next time you are in trouble, you will also give up half your life?" He put his chin on her shoulder and squinted, "It turned out to be a lie."

"It's not like you have to go back..." She gritted her teeth, her neck and face flushed with anger, "Young master, what are you doing with these nonsense."

She twisted her hair on the temples and curled it, Li Jingyun suddenly lowered his eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master said that for so long, I just think of your preference, a few words, is it that difficult."

His heart skipped a beat, and Hua Yue took a breath.

She looked straight ahead subconsciously, only to see the swaying curtains, her vision was blurred, but the rest of her senses were extremely sharp. Her body was hugged by him, and she could feel the warmth coming from him through the clothes. She turned her head slightly and could smell the See the sandalwood scent on him.

I'm used to smelling the smell, but now feel a little dizzy when smell it.

The voice behind the ear kept coming, warm and low: "Master didn't ask you to pay the Eight Horses Tu, and he didn't punish you for the following crimes. We've been together for so long, so I can remember clearly what every scar on your back looks like. "

"You are so close, yet you always refuse to tell the truth."

He sighed in distress: "It really is the cold-blooded and ruthless Yin Zhang."

A piece of heart collapsed, and even her fingertips twitched. Yin Huayue pursed her lips, stubbornly trying to resist this uncontrollable emotion, but she couldn't help but think of the training ground that day.

The flowered spear slashed hard on the sword's edge, sparks splashed everywhere, and the golden sound was deafening. That man stood in the back light, his hands were as red as fire, his eyes were piercing, his sleeves were covered with yellow sand, and his sharp spear could stop half an inch in front of Qin Sheng's throat.

Incredibly beautiful.

Later, Yin Huayue saw this scene many times in her dreams, but every time, she only dared to stand in the crowd and watch, and the moment he turned around, she quickly converged her eyes.

Her chest rose and fell, and Kayue took a deep breath.

After struggling for a long time, she finally reached out and grabbed his sleeve with a trembling.

"I..." Her throat tightened, and she opened her mouth with difficulty, "I have... feelings."

This was the most straightforward thing she could say, and it took all her courage to speak with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

However, the man behind him laughed out loud.

"Stuttering?" He let go of her, and his eyes were full of brilliance after he succeeded. "Who would have thought that Yin Zhangshi, who is so eloquent, would have a day when he couldn't straighten his tongue!"