"Yes, the young eunuch of Jingxiao Palace is the brother of my cousin's friend. He said that the previous emperor still slept with his arms around the corpse, and the current emperor often talks to himself to the corpse..."
"Could it be that both emperors were necrophiliacs?"
"Oh my god, it's so scary. It's said that the corpse is covered in scars and glows green at night!"
Yun Ziyou walked by with his ears pricked. He looked at the criticizing palace maids and kicked them one by one, "Kill your mother's head. She's not dead, not dead!"
The palace maid was kicked to the ground, her face turned pale with fright. Yun Ziyou pointed at the tip of the palace maid's nose, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, your grandfather, I will cut out your tongue!"
The palace maid was so frightened that she had already begun to tremble. There were guards patrolling in the distance, and one of them shouted, "Help, help!"
The guards rushed over in a hurry. Yun Ziyou turned around and raised his eyebrows, "What? Do you want to fight?"
The guard was so frightened that he knelt down and shouted long live. The palace maid was so frightened that she immediately fell to the ground.
In the darkness, the man in black clothes and hat looked at all this and frowned. He held Yan Xiaoyu in his arms and looked quietly at the emperor who did not look like an emperor.
Yun Ziyou took the spear from the guard's hand. He put one hand on his hip and turned the spear with the other hand, as if he was singing on stage. The spear turned in his hand to create a streamline. The streamline was very close to the palace maid, who was lying limply on the ground.
Dare not dare to make a sound.
Then, Yun Ziyou took back his spear, stuck it on the ground and sighed, "Okay, everyone, raise your heads!"
The palace maid raised her head dullly, and everyone burst out laughing. The three palace maids on the ground all had half of their eyebrows shaved off. They looked like Zhong Kui who caught ghosts in ancient times. Yun Ziyou himself couldn't help laughing. He
Putting one hand on the spear, he bent down and laughed, "These eyebrows are beautiful. From now on, all the beautiful ladies entering the palace will be shaved into this eyebrow shape..."
Suddenly, the branches not far away moved and made a "clicking" sound. He turned slightly, exerted his strength on his arms, and flew towards the figure on the big tree with his spear.
"Which thief? Dare you peek in the dark?" Yun Ziyou shouted, and the guards became nervous.
The man caught the oncoming spear majestically under the big tree. He hugged Yan Xiaoyu and floated down. He let go and the spear flew back. Yan Xiaoyu clapped her hands and shouted, "Okay, okay, I like to see it!"
Yun Ziyou looked at Yan Xiaoyu strangely, then glanced at the urn in her hand, and said coldly, "Jing'er, why are you here? Come back!"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head at Yun Ziyou. She looked up at the man in the bamboo hat and blinked innocently.
The man in the bamboo hat let go of Yan Xiaoyu, lowered his head and said softly, "Good boy, come over quickly, he will take good care of you!"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head and grabbed the man's clothes and refused to let go. Yun Ziyou was already angry and said coldly with his hands behind his back, "Who are you? Why do you need to hide your face in a bamboo hat?"
The man did not speak, but opened Yan Xiaoyu's hand little by little, "Take care of her, she is not in a good mental state..."
Finally, Yan Xiaoyu's fingers were opened bit by bit by him, and she became anxious. She held the urn with one hand and refused to let go with the other. Looking at his decisive actions, she burst into tears.
The man broke away from Yan Xiaoyu and turned around to leave. Yan Xiaoyu cried and hugged him again. This time, she used both hands and the urn in her arms fell to the ground with a bang. She hugged him and looked up.
The tearful little face looked at him.
The man lowered his head, looked at the ashes on the ground, and tried to break Yan Xiaoyu's hand again. Yan Xiaoyu cried louder, and she kept shaking her head, "No, no, no..."
She was wailing like a baby about to be abandoned. The man couldn't bear to break her hand anymore. He slowly turned around and wiped away the tears on her cheeks, coaxing softly, "Be good, don't cry anymore. I won't."
Let’s go and stay with you here, okay?”
Yan Xiaoyu curled her lips, and she no longer cried. However, she hugged the man's waist and refused to let go. She blinked her eyes with tears and looked at the group of people strangely. When she met Yun Ziyou's look,
, she buried her head in the man's arms in fear.
The man patted her back and explained to Yun Ziyou calmly, "She was stimulated, so she has been like this. I think she will be well taken care of by your side!"
"Who is your Excellency?" Yun Ziyou stepped forward and looked at the man in black with squinted eyes.
The man shook his head and looked at Yan Xiaoyu in his arms, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that she is not your sister!"
Yun Ziyou nodded, "Jing'er is not my sister, I know this, I have known it for a long time!"
"She is not Xiao Hanjing," the man threw a thunderbolt, "she is Yan Xiaoyu!"
Yun Ziyou looked at the two of them in astonishment and suddenly laughed, "Are you kidding? She's Yan Xiaoyu?"
He smiled and smiled, then suddenly stopped and looked blankly at the timid woman in the man's arms, "Is she really Xiaoyu?"
The man nodded and pulled Yan Xiaoyu out a little, "Xiao Ninglan is dead. She couldn't stand the stimulation, so she became like this."
Yun Ziyou shook his head in disbelief, and stepped forward step by step, "I should have thought that Jing'er is Xiaoyu. Looking into her eyes, I should have thought of it!"
He clenched his fists in annoyance and looked at Yan Xiaoyu with deep eyes. The man stroked Yan Xiaoyu's hair and said, "Yu'er, be good. Let's go see the imperial doctor. Your illness will get better soon...
…”
Yan Xiaoyu tugged on the hem of the man's clothes and nodded. She looked up and smiled brightly at the man. There were tears on her cheeks. The man wiped them away for her with a smile.
Yun Ziyou stepped forward and wanted to get closer to Yan Xiaoyu, but Yan Xiaoyu screamed at Yun Ziyou like a cat being stepped on. The man quickly spoke to comfort you, and Yan Xiaoyu calmed down and allowed Yun Ziyou to go away.
Get close to her.
Yun Ziyou wanted to stroke her hair, but found that she resisted all touches except the man in the bamboo hat. His hands were frozen there, and he said in a trembling voice, "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry, you have been by my side for so long, and I actually...
…”
Before he finished speaking, the man said coldly, "Let's find the imperial doctor to see her first. I can't stay here for too long."
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