Rong Jian was a little dizzy, almost thinking that he hadn't woken up and was still dreaming.

Akino moved closer.

Rong Jian hesitated for a while, and just when Mingye thought he was about to ask some important question, he heard him say, "Aren't you going to fall like this?"

He continued to speak very mentally: "Are you a cat? It's so light that it can stop on a treetop."

Even Mingye was taken aback for a moment.

Rong Jian's reaction is always slow, and the focus is never right.

Ming Ye said: "Have a little understanding of martial arts."

However, Rong Jian, who grew up in modern society, didn't quite believe it. He was full of curiosity about this phenomenon that violated physics, so he leaned out again, trying to pull the "cat" that stopped on the tree.

Ming Ye is not a cat, it is not so light, and its feet are not so unstable, Rong Jian can't pull him, but puts himself in it.

This time it was really going to fall out of the window.

Akeno caught him.

The osmanthus twig was pressed down very low by the sudden weight, the golden osmanthus fell down, and the earring between Mingye's fingers also fell to the ground, this time it was hit very hard, as if some gemstone fell out.

Rong JIan didn't dare to move, and froze in Mingye's arms.

The tulle beanie had already spread out, half-draped over the shoulders, and the forearms, wrists, and back of the neck were completely exposed to the cold wind.

With those disguises removed, Rong Jian's figure is very different from that of ordinary girls. After all, he always wears a heavy necklace to cover his Adam's apple when he goes out.

Rong Jian regretted it to death, he had nothing to do and wondered why.Now we can only hope that the sky is already dark, and Akeno can't see anything unusual.

But there is such a bright moon again.

Ming Ye hugged Rong Jian very easily, as if he didn't exert much effort, he casually picked up the green silk ribbon that seemed to be flowing on Rong Jian's body, covering Rong Jian's naked skin, as if he didn't notice it.

The two were very close, the cold air mixed with the hot breath, and the heartbeat suddenly became violent, Rong Jian's eyelashes were half drooping, and there was a gray shadow under the eyelids.

Looks good as hell.

Ming Ye didn't help Rong Jian up immediately, and asked a bit deliberately and harshly: "Your Highness, who is the cat?"

"A cat can't just fall off the window sill and be scared like this."

Rong JIan's temporary unhappiness is easy to solve, he is easily attracted by another matter, and forgets the original trouble.

After all, even the worry of life can be forgotten.

Sure enough, Rong Jian's face turned red with anger.

However, the noise was too loud this time, and the little maid waiting outside heard it, knocked on the door lightly, and asked respectfully, "Your Highness, are you awake?"

Rong Jian wanted to pretend to be dead, but there was a sound of small footsteps, and the little maid wanted to come in to see what was wrong.

Rong JIan had no choice but to respond.

Unexpectedly, the little maid said suddenly: "Auntie, Your Highness is awake."

... Aunt Zhou is here.

Rong Jian raised his hand and pushed Ming Ye: "Don't, don't be discovered by others."

At such a time, Mingye became very reliable again.

Rong Jian quickly and safely returned to the room, the window was half open, and he could see the swaying osmanthus twigs outside.

Aunt Zhou had already opened the door and entered, stood not far away, and asked, "What's wrong, Your Highness, did you have a nightmare?"

Rong Jian gathered the clothes on his body: "It's nothing, Auntie."

Aunt Zhou seemed to realize that something was wrong, so she got closer.

Rong Jian was in a hurry and panic, and blocked the window sill with his body.

Something hit itself.

The touch of soft fingertips was fleeting, and then a cold thing pressed against his back.

Rong Jian's body trembled.

Aunt Zhou had already walked to the window. She looked outside, but there was nothing. The osmanthus trees under the moon were tall and lush, heavily decorated with flowers and leaves.

She asked herself suspiciously, "Is it too windy tonight?"

Rong Jian tilted his head, and answered casually: "Maybe there are cats."

Aunt Zhou was even more puzzled. She didn't know why there was a cat, but she didn't ask any more questions. Looking at Rong Jian's attire, she couldn't help but said, "Even though it's in the bedroom, Your Highness still needs to be more careful. It's hard to guarantee that there won't be some ulterior motives."people secretly spying on them."

Rong Jian agreed.

Aunt Zhou finally withdrew and went to prepare dinner.

Rong Jian heaved a sigh of relief, the broken earring was placed on the window sill.

scoundrel.

bad guy.

Rong Jian pinched his earrings and thought angrily, no wonder he couldn't get a wife after "The Evil Seed" ended.

But in a trance, after Mingye left, all this didn't seem like a dream anymore.

wake up.

It's not a nightmare either, so you won't wake up in a bad mood.

On the second day, Rong Jian went to school as usual.

Before the class started, Rong Jian was still a little worried, for fear that Empress Dowager would put Xu Yao in Yangfu Zhai, but fortunately, Empress Dowager would not do so exaggeratedly and trample Fei Jinyi's face under his feet.

But Rong Jian had to think about how to deal with Xu Yao.

Thinking about it this way, during class, it was inevitable that he would lose his mind and be caught by the stern Qi Zeqing, who would stay and talk after class.

On the stone table under the locust tree outside the courtyard of the two, Qi Zeqing asked, "Is there anything that bothers you, Your Highness?"

Looking at the books on the table, Rong Jian pondered for a moment: "Yes."

Qi Zeqing was not as usual, and said in a gentle breeze, "I would like to hear more about him."

Rong Jian shook his head: "I haven't thought it through yet, and I can't make a decision, so I can't tell my husband."

The Taiping Palace looks calm on the surface, but in fact the balance maintained is precarious.Both the empress dowager and the emperor were ruthless, Rong Jian was in it, unable to decide his own destiny, and dealt with the left and right with difficulty, but he didn't want to involve people who had nothing to do with it.

Qi Zeqing didn't force him either, but instead asked, "Then what do you want to do in the future, Your Highness?"

Rong Jian brushed away the dead leaves that fell on the white paper, this time he said the truth: "I want to live."

And across the door, Fei Shichun stood in the study, looking at the two of them from afar.

When he saw Qi Zeqing addressing Rong Jian with a pleasant face, speaking softly and patiently explaining, an unspeakable anger rose in his heart.

Qi Zeqing is the number one scholar, Mr. Cheng's disciple, his rank is not high, but all scholars of Qingliu regard him as the head.

Qi Zeqing, however, looked down on him, and didn't even want his name card.

Fei Shichun still remembers what he said when he refused: "Reading to show your aspirations, and reading to understand reason. Mr. Fei has great ambitions, but he has to be ignorant of the reason."

Then, he taught a woman so carefully.

But because Rong Jian is the so-called princess, the mother of the future emperor, she is busy trying to curry favor now.

ridiculous.

Fei Shichun also got the news that Xu Yao, the grandnephew of the Empress Dowager entered the palace yesterday, and the long princess Rong JIan was invited to go, presumably a pair of cousins and concubines are in love, and I am afraid that in a few months, they will have a full moon and make a marriage contract.

He didn't know why his father didn't do anything to this daughter, whether it was out of caution, maybe timidity, or what kind of emotion he had.

But Fei Shichun didn't have these.

He just wanted to be the crown prince in a fair manner, and as the only son of the emperor, he should inherit everything from his father as a matter of course.

At the moment of the unitary hour, sunset and dusk.

Shopkeeper Zhou was busy with the work on the cabinet, told a few errand runners to remember what they wanted to buy tomorrow, and thought that it was still early in the day, so he could find a few small officials in Beijing that he had just met for a drink and chat.As the big shopkeeper of the Wanlai Chamber of Commerce, it is naturally a price drop, but he is just a bastard of the Zhou family on the surface, and he is in charge of some common affairs, so he still has to put on a show.Zhou Zhaoqing didn't know how to say flattery, but he just found it troublesome. Every time he wanted to have a banquet with those people, he would always have a suspicion of why he worked so hard, but he was still looked down upon by others.

When his thoughts stopped here, he couldn't help but think of that Mr. Ming.

Ming Ye was raised by old man Sun since he was a child, and he was always beaten or scolded.Two years ago, she lost a layer of skin on her hands and was selected as a servant in the palace.Because of his outstanding talent and learning, being chosen by the princess to write articles for him sounds like a good job.But Zhou Zhaoqing also has a background in the palace. It is said that the personal bodyguard of the long princess is having a hard time. The princess does not protect him, and the people around him are jealous and envious.

Zhou Zhaoqing only pretended occasionally, and was looked down upon by others.And Akino lived like this day after day, year after year, without a moment of joy at all.

Then what is he for?

People who are extremely good at endurance and have no desires or desires are the most terrifying.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhaoqing felt that it was better not to continue, he just made some money, a lot of money would be the best.

As soon as he went out, a young Taoist priest with delicate features bumped into him. He saluted Zhou Zhaoqing and said with a smile, "Master has something to say, it's time for the master to offer incense today."

Zhou Zhaoqing was taken aback for a moment before realizing, "There are too many things to do today, so I forgot about it."

Daoxuan Tianshan Temple is located in the suburbs, Zhou Zhaoqing ordered someone to call a car, and was going to invite someone to go there when it was dark.The little Taoist didn't take the car, saying that he was practicing, and walked back by himself.

When Zhou Zhaoqing arrived, it was just after You Hour.

He pushed open the door to the backyard. Ming Ye was wearing a loose gray-blue Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on his head. He looked indifferent, and he looked more like a Taoist priest than ordinary Taoist priests.

It's just that what you do is not in line with the status of a Taoist priest.He lit a few lamps around him and was sharpening his knife under the lamps.

As a guard in the palace, Ming Ye only rested once a month, and often couldn't show his identity in the bright face, so he would make an appointment to meet in this Taoist temple.

Zhou Zhaoqing was also polite, sat on the chair on the other side, and asked, "Is there anything urgent, my lord?"

Mingye lowered his eyes, brushed his fingers over the whetstone, the blade was cold, and asked, "Didn't you say that you are looking into the affairs of Mr. Xu? Tell me."

Zhou Zhaoqing thought something important had happened, and suddenly relaxed while sitting upright: "Xu Yao, the leakage around him is like a sieve, and it didn't take much effort to find out clearly."

"After he came to Beijing, he first rented a courtyard of Erjin, but felt bad, so he bought an old house of Shaoqing of the fourth-rank Dali Temple. Then he asked Ren Yazi to buy two servants, four wives, five or sixI'm a girl, I thought she was going to pass the time. Of the four women, one is from the Qin family, the other is probably the emperor's man, and the two servants don't know whose family they belong to, but they have their origins..."

Ming Ye interrupted him without raising his head: "Say something useful."

Zhou Zhaoqing sighed for a long time, it was rare for Mingye to ask such a specific question, didn't he want to show his intentions?But the rest had no choice but to keep silent: "He goes in and out of the forbidden court every day. After returning home, he knows that he can't be entertained by the officials like on the road. He needs to be more restrained, but he still speaks freely in the home he thinks."

"Well, I talked about something about the Empress Dowager and the Princess. She said that the Empress Dowager was very kind and praised him greatly, and agreed with him as a son-in-law. As for the Princess, she also looks like a fairy, gentle and kind, and obeys him, just waiting to get married.Woolen cloth."

Akeno listened quietly.

He is still sharpening the old knife he used before entering the palace.This is a very ordinary knife, with a few gray cloths wrapped around the handle. It can't be seen that it is a magic weapon. The only thing is that it is thin and sharp.

Zhou Zhaoqing lamented that it took no effort to get here this time: "This Mr. Xu is a fool, and the long princess he said is also really stupid, it's really a good match..."

Mingye raised his eyes suddenly, and stared at Zhou Zhaoqing for a moment, his expression was indifferent, and his pupils were also pitch black under the lamp, and there was no light shining through them.

Zhou Zhaoqing was horrified by him, and his mind was overwhelmed, wondering if he had done something wrong recently.

Ming Ye suddenly put down the knife, wiped the water stains on his hands with a handkerchief, and said casually, "Why are you talking so much?"

Zhou Zhaoqing made a gesture to shut up.If he thinks he is annoying, he just doesn't say anything, so what to do to scare people.

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