Baifuer tried to test, and Cao Xiwan was startled and surprised: "You want to talk about this business? The price is high. Forging that King Zhao sent you to assassinate His Majesty, this is a big deal." She understood and looked at Baifuer with appreciation.
, "Become famous all over the world in one fell swoop. A good way to stand out."
"...I didn't." Baiful was stunned and ran away. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered that he actually wanted to know. If she could fake it, wouldn't it be easy for her to assassinate herself?
But he didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that she would say something shocking again.
Manager Liu is right: "She is a bit weird, don't let her lead you away. If she doesn't kill Song Chengming, you have to think that she is too troublesome, not because the old relationship is unresolved. If she joins the East Palace as a female official, you have to think that she is busy.
He takes care of himself in old age, and he dotes on Dong Gong very much."
What do you mean by doting on Dong Palace?
Bai Fu'er didn't understand. Suddenly, her old cat jumped out of the pavilion.
Baifu'er knew that she had snatched this from Eunuch Zheng. He was very favored. He bent down and held it in his arms, thinking to himself, a retired old fanzi has nothing to do, and he has a cat and a dog.
interest.
Even the Qingluo female ghost is no exception.
After resting for a few days without leaving the palace, Cao Xi went to Chengtianmen Qianhu Office in the middle of the night, muttered a few words with Su Jintian and then came back.
She carried a towel and went to compete with the monkey for the hot spring.
On the way, she heard the whistle of the phoenix on Zhongshan Mountain again. Mother Luo asked her to go back to the Hou Mansion?
In the past few days, there had been constant military intelligence reports. She went to the Wenhua Palace to pay a visit to the East Palace. She only found out that the Marquis claimed to be ill and actually gave up his title.
——Something happened.
At this time, she saw a light golden full moon, a hot spring with white mist, and a beautiful figure under an old tree.
Eunuch Liu's back.
"What are you doing?" She was surprised that this man pretended to be Niu Zijin and entered the palace again.
Didn't he go after Eunuch Dong as promised? Or go to the suburbs to meet the rebel army? I don't know if the prince of Qin in the city also went to collude with the rebels.
Liu Ruhai turned around, with a jade face and red lips under the moonlight, and a body like a pine crane.
He was dressed in a eunuch's purple robe, covered with a furry black brocade mantle. He looked at her with a smile: "You look good today." He then said, "Bai Fu'er said you are probably here. I have something to discuss with you."
In the middle of winter, when it was snowing late at night, she wore a thin palace-made shirt and wore wooden slippers on her bare feet.
With a towel on her head and a large and small basin in her hand, she came to take a bath in the open air.
He could only laugh: "Are you cold?"
"I'm quite cold." She was not polite, but showed off, "I have a feather coat."
She is indeed wearing a snow-colored feather coat.
In the past few days, the big event in the East Palace was that she took back this feather coat from the East Palace.
"Give way." She squeezed Liu Ruhai away and stuffed Yuyi into a hot spring pool to soak.
So, he unexpectedly saw that she was also wearing a second feather coat. It was a black and shining magic palace feather coat. Liu Ruhai was surprised: "This one? Luo Shengji's?"
She took it off again and stuffed it into the hot spring: "Su Jintian gave it to me."
"...Luo Shengji was killed by him?"
"Probably not. I came to him to ask for the Heavenly Jade Flute, but he said it would take a few days, so he let me use it. Anyway, it belongs to their Biying Palace."
"Jade flute?"
"Donggong has been very tired in the past few days. I have never been like this before. I was thinking about whether I should play a piece of music for him."
"..." It's strange. She really treats Donggong differently. Isn't it right that Donggong is tired now? Liu Ruhai observed her calmly. King Zhao's army has laid siege to the city. Of course, His Majesty Huiwen and Donggong were restless.
But if it is said that the Qingluo female ghost wants to be a concubine in the East Palace, it is really not like that.
Liu Ruhai watched her expression carefully. He asked Baifu'er not to get involved by her, but he couldn't figure it out himself.
Nangong Gate.
Su Jintian finished practicing his sword at Qianhu Institute.
Under the shadow of the moon in the courtyard, Feng Junqing appeared in a flash and stood in front of him: "I want to borrow the black gold feather robe from the Demon Palace. I will exchange it for the Tantric Kung Fu."
"She just took that thing away..."
"...Do you need it to go to the imperial mausoleum?" Feng Junqing's heart sank. Did she know the secret of the imperial mausoleum?
"...give it to the East Palace." Su Jintian was angry and held the knife in his arms, "She didn't mention the imperial mausoleum at all. Don't worry." He then mocked, "I'll tell you, you'll have to tolerate her again and again when you come back. , so you expect her to follow you into the imperial mausoleum?"
Feng Junqing just pretended not to hear it and asked: "...Donggong wants Wujin Yuyi? Did she tell you the reason?"
Shen Shuangtian, who was on duty, finally discovered the foreign enemy and flashed out. Su Jintian waved her hand. She glared at Feng Junqing and silently retreated.
Qing Niangzi scolded her senior brother behind his back, scolding him for not being a friend enough to become a monk. She wanted to borrow Wujin Yuyi and not return it in order to get revenge. Shen Shuangtian felt that Qing Niangzi would be able to do it.
Su Jintian also knew that this feather coat was borrowed and would never be returned. He hugged the knife and sighed: "She said that Dong Gong is very cute, but there is only one feather coat and she doesn't have to change it. Dong Gong is so pitiful that he wears smelly clothes. She has to get another one." give him."
Feng Junqing smiled lightly: "Donggong is Concubine Song's husband. She has absolutely no interest."
Su Jintian had already walked to the door of the room and opened it. He turned back and squinted at Feng Junqing under the moonlight in the courtyard.
He nodded, indicating that Feng Junqing was right, but shook his head: "You gave her a rouge horse back then, and now it has died of old age. When it was alive, she bathed it every few days and kept it in the same stable. Go to bed. I personally made sixteen sets of clothes for it to wear. I don’t dislike it at all because of you.”
Su Daojun didn't think there was any problem with his association with Feng Junqing. He didn't stop her from taking the demon fetus. He just wanted to get the tantric skills and eventually replace Feng Junqing as the master of the tantric sect.
Is he worse than a horse?
"..." Feng Junqing was startled and then gradually understood, "She... told me that Yanzhi's parents were leaving."
"Yes. She was very fond of her cats, dogs, horses, and carps. They all died in the past few years. She no longer keeps them. Only the East Palace is left."
Su Jintian laughed, entered the room, and closed the door.
She soaked two pieces of feather coat and looked up at the bright moon outside the snow: "There will be sunshine tomorrow, which is perfect for drying the clothes."
She is really a hard-working female officer.
She picked up the soaked feathers, put them in a big basin, and rubbed them casually.
Liu Ruhai smiled and rubbed her around, asking, "Donggong is willing?"
Others don't know, but Liu Ruhai knows how many times Dong Palace has escaped assassinations by relying on this feather coat. Among them, there were at least three assassinations sent by Prince Zhao.
"If it weren't for me, no one would dare to wash it. The clothes will stink." She sighed, scooping water out of a small basin, "Tell me, why is it that Dong Gong, a good person who usually looks delicate and cute, can wear smelly clothes? Haven't washed it for so many years? He can tell me."
She murmured and recalled with guilt that she had buried her beloved horse outside the palace in these years, and her two fishes also died. She was so sad and did not take good care of the East Palace. It made the East Palace dirty and smelly.
Liu Ruhai pondered, always feeling that something was wrong?