Because Bai Weiwei liked it, Mo Ling listened to his explanation again, closed his eyes and took a deep breath and felt it, and then praised: "This fragrance is very good! Let's give you a reward!" As he said that, he took out a generous silver note from his arms and handed it to the eunuch.
The little eunuch looked at the silver bill in a hurry, fearless and wanted to take it but didn't dare to take it. In the end, he couldn't help but take it with the temptation of money. He bowed with the silver bill in his arms, looked at Bai Weiwei beside him, and said to Mo Ling tentatively: "Thank you, Prince Bao. This young lady has served the prince for a long time. I think she must be tired. I will take her to rest and let others serve you, okay?"
"No, she is used to serving, just let her live next door to me. I can call her if I have something to do." Mo Ling knew that his so-called arrangement must be where the maid lives.
But this is in the palace, and something happened to the dinner today. Mo Ling felt guilty because he was not well-careful. How could he let Bai Weiwei go to other places alone? What's more, there is Prince Fu Chun in the palace...
"But..." The little eunuch hesitated, and said that no girl could be left here.
Mo Ling waved his hand indifferently and said, "Nothing is bad, you can get it done and then leave!" Then he smiled at Bai and said, "Wei'er, I'll take you to see the room you stay in tonight."
Bai Wei nodded at him and smiled slightly, and followed him into it.
The eunuchs behind him looked at each other helplessly and quietly retreated.
As soon as he walked out, one of them said anxiously: "What should I do? What should I do?"
Another calmer, his eyes rolled and he whispered: "You whisper! It's okay, didn't Eunuch Jia say that after drinking wine, this incense is effective?"
The little eunuch's eyes lit up and clapped his hands, "Hey? Yes! That girl must have not drunk Ziguo wine, so the incense will not work for her. When she falls asleep later, we'll lock the door for her!"
In the Wonderful Word Hall, the lights are still as brilliant as daylight.
The rich aroma of wine and delicious food are scattered in every corner of the hall.
Because Mo Ling has always been used to doing things by himself, he took Bai Weiwei back to Lingyun Pavilion as soon as he finished, and did not know the situation in the hall.
After they left, the other ministers in the hall also bowed farewell politely one after another.
There were not many ministers left in the hall, but the people who cleaned the palace did not dare to approach.
Just because the charming black hair draped over his shoulders, Master Youli was still sitting in his position, siping the Ziguo wine lightly. No one could see that there was loneliness and pain flashing in his eyes.
When the ministers said goodbye to him one by one, he just nodded his head. The silver mask covered his face, but could not cover his trembling fingers when he held the cup.
A female voice that was as gentle as the orioles singing sounded in the hall: "Sir, are you still staying in your Youli Garden tonight?"
Master Youli held the wine pot and was about to pour another glass of wine. He raised his eyes casually when he heard the sound. His calm blue eyes touched the gentle person in front of him. He nodded slightly, as a response. Then he lowered his eyes and continued to fill the empty wine glass, held his head up and suffocated. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth, passing through the mask, flowing through the slightly convex Adam's apple, wetting the black hair that was draped to his waist, looking even more charming.