Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    Author: Bailu Chengshuang|Release time: 06-3017:28|Word count: 3026 The memory of my childhood is not so clear, but Huayue somehow remembers Yin Ninghuai riding a horse The water droplets hooked up on the horse's hooves when they left were shiny and splashed everywhere, leaving without mercy.

    However, when she was waiting for half a column of incense, he would come back, angrily carry her back to the horse, and grit his teeth and mutter:

    "Why is there such a thing as more."

    Hua Yue was also very arrogant at the time, so she pinched his shoulder and replied, "It wasn't born by you, I want you to take care of it!"

    "It doesn't matter." The young man sat on the horse's back and said without turning his head, "I haven't even listened to the emperor for so many years. If I die outside, then I will be panicked."

    At that time, it was only a child's angry words, but now that I think about it, Yin Ninghuai is really at a loss. didn't listen.

    The throat was a little tight, Huayue waved her hand to let the frost fall, and turned back to the main house.

    She slowed down and sat back in the chair slowly.

    The room was quiet, there was nothing but the sound of breathing, Huayue sat down with red eyes, and quickly picked up the half-embroidered tiger head next to it The shoe continues to drop needles.

    Li Jingyun lifted his eyelids and saw the man sitting sideways facing him, with thin shoulders, flying fingers, silk threads rising and falling on the vamp, looking very It was graceful, but something fell from her face, drop by drop, shining brightly, on the tip of the needle in her hand, splashing in all directions.

    “…”

    Closing his eyes, Li Jingyun turned over and continued to sleep with his back to her.

    He has already tasted the end of pampering people, there is no reason to follow her and let her, cry if you like, anyway, he will not distressed.

    On the Double Ninth Festival, the weather is shady and cool, and the autumn wind is whistling outside, so it is not suitable to go out.

    Li Jingyun was sitting in the house, slowly making tea and drinking tea.

    "Young Master." Hua Yue smiled and came over to salute, "According to the doctor's instructions, the concubine must go out and walk around every day."

    Looking at her, Li Jingyun lowered her eyes: "Okay, Lord, go with you."

    "No, no." She hurriedly waved her hand, "You've been busy for so many days, so take advantage of your free time to rest and go out with frost."

    I don't know what happened, this person suddenly piled up all the things he had to do a few days ago and finished it at one time, and then he had to rest for five days, every day Just stand in front of her. Hua Yue was in a hurry to go out and contact Shen Zhiluo, but she could never find an opportunity.

    It's really feng shui turns, she used to guard him not to let him out of the house, but now it's good, and he's turned around.

    with a long sigh, she bowed her knees to him: "I'll go back when my concubine goes."

    "Don't be busy." Li Jingyun beckoned her to stand closer.

    Kayue looked at him suspiciously and took two steps towards him cautiously.

    "Did you send a letter outside the house a few days ago?" he asked.

    Hua Yue was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and replied, "No."

    "That's strange." He looked at her red ears and hummed, "I cut off several letters recently, all of them were sent by Frostfall, with It's still secret language, and I can't understand what's written."

    Heart cold, Huayue smiled reluctantly: "Xu is her family letter, concubine does not know."

    "Is that so?" Li Jingyun nodded, no longer asked, and just sniffed the tea leisurely.

    Flower Moon was standing in front of him, sweating down. Previously, it was strange why there was no response when the letter was sent out, but it turned out to be all in his hands. I don't know if he will decrypt it, but even if he doesn't, he is probably wary of her.

    "Hey—" As soon as her eyes rolled, she covered her stomach and wrinkled her face.

    Glancing at her, Li Jingyun waved to Shuang Jiang: "Go and invite Miss Li to show your master."

    "Master Hui, Miss Li returned to the palace today." Shuang Jiang glanced at Hua Yue, squeezed her hands and said, "She left in a hurry, even forgot to leave the prescription , When the master is changing the medicine, I don't know what to do today."

    Thinking about it for a moment, she clapped her hands suddenly: "The doctor in the Xuanhu Hall is also useful, but he is a little more temperamental, and he does not go through the door, only sits in the hall to see a doctor. , there's nothing to do today anyway, why don't you let the slaves take the master over there to see?"

    Li Jingyun looked at the two people in front of her with a calm expression, and when they finished speaking, she calmly said, "No."

    The corners of Hua Yue's mouth suddenly collapsed. She looked at him and finally realized that he was wary and would not let her out today no matter what. the government.

    With a long sigh, she sat back beside him and glanced out the window desperately.

    She was depressed, and Li Jingyun seemed to be happy, eating snacks for a while, and dancing swords and swords in the courtyard. Her hearty laughter could resound half the courtyard.

    Looking at his back melancholy, Huayue sucked the tip of her nose.

    After playing for an hour, Li Jingyun finally got tired, walked over covered in sweat, glanced at her at the end of his eyes, and then took off the clothes on the cape over her: "You're good to rest. I went to the bathroom to wash up. The sweat on my body is uncomfortable."

    "Yes." Huayue responded weakly.

    The door opened and closed, Huayue was silent for a moment, and suddenly a shock came to her, she turned her head and asked Shuangjiang: "He went to bath?"

    Shuang Jiang nodded, rubbed against the crack of the door and looked: "I have already left the yard."

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    I thought I wouldn't be able to enter the palace today, but I didn't expect that a wise man like the third son would have such a time. Forgetting about everything else, she trotted all the way out of the palace from the west gate until she got in touch with someone from Shen Zhiluo at a handicap, and waited to enter the palace by car.

    Lee Kyung Yoon came back from bathing and dressing, pushed open the door, and unexpectedly saw a pair of armor sitting at the table.

    He raised his eyebrows, walked slowly to look, and saw that the helmet was hollow, the satin skirt was stuffed, and someone drew a smiley face with eyebrow rouge, and looked at him Smile blindly.

    "Old-fashioned methods." Sitting down beside the armor in disgust, Li Jingyun reached out and poured himself a cup of tea.

    The mellow tea is light brown, falling into the cup along the light, reflecting the milky white porcelain cup, very beautiful.

    He watched quietly, a little unhappy between his brows, but the corner of his mouth still tickled upwards.

    Sacrificing is a very important etiquette in Daliang, even if it is only a secret worship in private, Shen Zhiluo also prepared enough incense wax paper money, gold and silver for Zhou Heshuo The equipment, according to the rules, salutes at night, only the two servants in the Anhe Palace follow.

    Zhou Heshuo had asked someone to check in advance that the imperial guards patrolling tonight would not come to Anhe Palace to disturb him. He knelt in the courtyard and looked at the burning paper money in front of him. In fact, there is still no sense of awe.

    In the beginning, the dead souls under the sword are all enemies that they can destroy by their own abilities. They are not reconciled, but they themselves are not guilty. There are so many things going on, why should he repent?

    However, the fire on the paper money in front of me kept going out, and there was no wind in the courtyard.

    The back was cold, Zhou Heshuo finally knelt up straight, looked at the surrounding night sky, and folded his hands and bowed: "It's been so many years, it's useless to hold grudges against this palace. , go away."

    "Your Highness." Shen Zhiluo reminded in a low voice, "You have to recite the Sutra of Rebirth."

    There was a scripture in front of him, Zhou Heshuo glanced at it, very helpless, closed his eyes and started to read.

    The paper money in the brazier started to burn, but the wind began to blow in the courtyard. Chills.

    He is not a timid person. In the past, blood was not uncommon on the mountain. Even Yin Ninghuai was the Yellow Spring that he personally gave. A nightmare to do for years. But Zhou Heshuo was never frightened by the dream, even if he saw Yin Ninghuai again in the dream, he could still invite him to sit down and drink with a smile.

    Yin Ninghuai was a prince with an excellent reputation. When he was in Daliang in his early years, he heard praises from Daliang officials, and even compared him to himself. At that time, Daliang was a small country where he lived in a corner, and he was naturally inferior to other people's eldest princes, and he was often used by people to run on his words.

    So when I saw the mountain later, Zhou Heshuo did not let him go. reviled by future generations.

    This is the most relieved. In the future, when it comes to the prince, it is only said that the prince of the Liang Dynasty is the crown of the past and the present. Who will talk about the traitor of the Great Wei?

    But right now, Zhou Heshuo still felt a little uneasy when he really closed his eyes in this gloomy wind.

    Suddenly he felt that he heard Yin Ninghuai's voice again, neither humble nor arrogant, standing beside him with a clean body and asked: "If you take the capital this time, Your Highness will Would you like to spare the people in the city?"

    The eyelashes trembled, and Zhou Heshuo opened his eyes suddenly.

    Beside him, there was a man standing beside him. He was slender, with a cold expression.

    "Since I agreed at the time, why did Your Highness destroy the city and massacre the people?" The man asked him softly, "How many incense sticks can you sacrifice? "

     Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, Zhou Heshuo staggered back, looked carefully, only to realize that it was not Yin Ninghuai, but a familiar woman, dressed as a man, standing with her hands behind her back. In front of him.

    "You, who are you, why are you here to scare Ben Gong?" He was furious.

    Hua Yue smiled at him, her eyebrows were beautiful, not like the previous lady, she just took a step in front of him and cupped her hands: "I'm passing by, I want to ask His Highness for some advice. thing."

    Covering his chest in shock, Zhou Heshuo waved his hands straight and turned to look at Shen Zhiluo: "What's going on?"

    Shen Zhiluo pinched the compass and frowned: "Wei Chen said earlier that His Highness cannot stop when he recites the Sutra, otherwise there will be a great disaster. "

     "What's this saying? Ben Gong, Ben Gong did not expect someone to come suddenly." Zhou Heshuo looked at him and then at the girl in white, thinking Complaining, his mind suddenly awake for a moment.

    Something is wrong. Even if this Anhe Palace is half a cold palace, no one should be able to enter. After all, it is in the palace.

    Unless Shen Zhiluo brought it in.

    Aware that something was wrong, Zhou Heshuo turned his head and stood up and wanted to shout, but before he could shout, the two minions who had been standing behind suddenly rushed up, one Holding him down, someone blocked his mouth.