Daoist, I am not fragrant!

Summer passed and autumn came, and the cold rain came continuously. Even the Dachong Palace, which was covered by so many glory, could not help but be stained with a little bit of decline.

"According to my maidservants, the Empress Dowager is just suffering from the wind and cold occasionally after autumn, and the old man becomes a little heavier when she gets older. You don't have to worry, Mistress." By the Furong Pool, the drizzle that still didn't stop at night fell on the remnant lotus, sending out "" rustling" sound.On the gilded and painted promenade near the water, four or five maidservants in red clothes were walking slowly, surrounded by a concubine in dark blue robes.

"I also hope so. Before the beginning of spring, I will catch up with King Ning's happy event. I also hope that the old man will recover soon, and I will have fun with you." This concubine should be in her 40s, and her title is Qing. She is the biological mother of King Duan Li Xiuqian. Although she is not favored in the palace, she has some status after all.

Now that the Empress Dowager fell ill, she went to Taikang Palace to serve the sick as usual, so she didn't bring too many servants with her, so as not to offend others.

"Not only that, our Highness's happy event may be coming soon." The red-clothed maid pursed her lips, but she didn't say anything out of proportion, she just smiled and said to Concubine Qing.

Concubine Qing also raised her red lips, stretched out her hand to caress the agate string on her wrist, and replied vaguely: "Yes... I hope so too."

As the group walked and talked, the rain outside the corridor suddenly became heavier, and the cold wind also picked up, which made the glazed palace lanterns under the corridor shake and move, and the dark yellow curtains also floated up.

Concubine Qing felt a chill, she gathered the shirt on her body, and the maid next to her said winkingly: "It's getting cold at night, this servant will get you some clothes."

"I went back in just a few steps, so there's no need to bother." Concubine Qing shook her head, but her steps quickened a bit, she just wanted to go back to the palace as soon as possible.

After rushing on the road like this, there was less conversation among those people, only the sound of wind and rain outside, and the hurried footsteps under their feet.

The little maidservant in Zhu Yi felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull, and she was always thinking of something to say to make Concubine Qing happy, looking around with her eyes, it really made her see something.

"Your Majesty, do you think that is a crane?"

The maid stretched out her hand and led Concubine Qing to look into the Furong Pond, and saw that under the cloudy, rainy and moonless night sky, the withered lotus leaves in the Furong Pond were crowded together in black.By the lantern hanging on the stone bridge not far away, a big white bird can be vaguely seen fluttering among the lotus leaves.

Concubine Qing frowned. Normally, she would also like to watch the birds playing in the water, but in the stormy night, watching the white crane that seemed to be struggling during its movements, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"It should be." Concubine Qing responded casually, but didn't continue to read, and her steps became faster instead.

But before she took a few steps, she heard the little maidservant exclaim, and several other maidservants followed her and looked over: "The crane is flying towards us."

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Qing suddenly saw a group of white shadows, with a shrill and ear-piercing cry, rushing from her eyes into the long corridor, engulfed in cold pool water, and splashed on her face.

It was the white crane, it seemed to have just rushed out of the water, its feathers were soaked, and a hemp rope was tightly wrapped around its slender neck, and what surprised Concubine Qing even more.

This white crane has only one thin foot.

"Oh, why did it fly up, did it scare the empress?" The little maid hurriedly wiped the water on Concubine Qing's face with the handkerchief in her hand. Concubine Qing didn't hide or dodge, just stared at her feet white crane.

Just like Bai He, he was also looking at her with blood red eyes.

Concubine Qing suddenly pushed the maidservant away like crazy, her long nails almost cut the maidservant's face, she took a few steps back in panic.

"Your Majesty!" Several maidservants quickly supported Concubine Qing's body. They only thought that she was frightened by the white crane that flew over suddenly, so they all said: "Mother, don't be afraid, this servant girl will find someone to clean up this crane." Walk."

"do not go!"

Concubine Qing's voice changed, and she grabbed the maidservant's hand with all her strength, her originally beautiful face in the rainy night turned pale and frightening.

"Okay, okay, the maidservant will not go." The maidservant nodded, and calmly stood back beside Concubine Qing.

After a long while, the white crane on the ground seemed to be dead, and did not make any more noise. Concubine Qing gradually regained her composure, caressing her heart and saying:

"It's so late at night, don't disturb others. Tomorrow... the eunuch who sweeps the house will see it and deal with it."

After the master said that, the red-clothed maidservants naturally couldn't say anything more, and planned to continue to support Concubine Qing to move forward.

But at this moment, a young man's voice sounded behind them.

"Miss Qing Concubine."

"Who!" Concubine Qing felt her heart tremble, she suddenly turned around, only to see the empty corridor behind her.

"You guys, did you hear someone calling me just now?"

A few maidservants around were also obviously frightened by her appearance, and nodded hesitantly: "Yes... I heard someone calling you, concubine Qing."

Concubine Qing's hands were shaking so much that she could hardly support the maidservant, she suppressed her mind and said with difficulty: "Let's go, let's go back to the palace."

The maidservants hurriedly responded, supporting Concubine Qing whose legs were weak, and wanted to move forward again, but there was a clear voice behind them:

"Miss Qing Concubine."

"Ah—" Concubine Qing covered her ears in horror, broke away from the maid beside her, and ran forward regardless.

The maidservants were also completely panicked, chasing after her, shouting all the time: "Your Majesty, be careful, wait for the maidservants..."

But amidst the delicate and flustered voices of these maidservants, Concubine Qing clearly heard the man's voice again.

He threw away the gentleness and elegance in his memory, and brought on a playful mockery, calling softly: "Miss Qing, wait for me—"

Concubine Qing became more and more frightened. In panic, she stepped on her complicated dress and fell down heavily. The palm that first touched the ground suddenly felt a sharp pain.

Because of this, the maid who followed behind finally caught up with her, and hurriedly bent down to help Concubine Qing.

At this time, the guards patrolling around heard the noise in the corridor and hurried over.

Maybe it was because there were so many people, Concubine Qing felt a little relieved, but she still looked around blankly, and the man's voice disappeared.

"Your Majesty fell down and hurt you? Let me pass on the sedan chair for you."

"No, there's no need." Concubine Qing was still restless, and just wanted to get out of here quickly: "You guys, just send me back to Huaying Palace."

The guards were in a bit of a dilemma, they were men after all, Concubine Qing was lying on the ground now, they couldn't help or hug her, so they had to let the maidservants help Concubine Qing up first.

Concubine Qing only felt severe pain in her hand at this time, she turned her hand and thought she would see a scratch, but she didn't expect that there was no damage on her well-maintained palm.

Some have only one side, less than two inches of imprints.

The deep handwriting is clearly identifiable—printed by King Rong Lixiu.

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Outside the palace walls, it was also an autumn rainy night. Although there were fewer pedestrians in the streets and alleys, the lit lamps under the eaves of the shop gave people a different kind of warmth.

It was also rare for Wuweizhai to close its business early, so Zhang Shunzi dawdled, picking up a few unsold snacks.Turning around, I saw the yellow raccoon leaning against the door, scrambling over from the backyard, jumping lightly onto the counter, finding a small bamboo basket and nestling in it.

"Hey, you were coaxed out by the shopkeeper again?" Zhang Shunzi reached out to touch its little head, but the yellow raccoon ignored it and only covered his eyes with his little paws.

Zhang Shunzi shook his head, picked up the small bamboo basket and hugged it in his arms, muttering: "Okay, it's so cold, I'll take you in for a night."

The yellow raccoon gave him a disgusted look, but he didn't jump out of the basket after all. It purred a few times, and it was better to squeeze with Zhang Shunzi than to sleep on the counter.

As for its nest in Zhong Tang's room - I'm afraid it won't be able to go back tonight.

The vermilion bed curtain fell heavily, covering the halo of the oil lamp on the table, only a little scent of crabapple and rain.

Zhong Tang lay on Li Bizhi's chest, his slightly sore body after the emotion was still tightly wrapped around the Taoist priest's body.The residual temperature on his white skin made him unable to bear it. He wanted to poke out the brocade quilt, but Li Bizhi pulled him back, hugged him between his arms, and then bowed his head and kissed his shoulder.

"Don't move, be careful of catching a cold."

Zhong Tang was a little itchy from his kiss, and he pushed Li Bizhi's back indiscriminately with his soft fingers, but he was still reluctant to part with the warmth of that embrace. After a few kisses, he gave up and retreated submissively. He muttered: "Senior brother is so warm, how can I catch a cold..."

Although he said this, his toes unexpectedly rubbed against the iron shackles on Li Bizhi's ankles. The cold touch made him flinch a little, and added:

"Except here, it's all warm."

Li Bizhi gently patted Zhong Tang's back, letting his cold toes rub against his lap to warm him up: "It's too late, go to sleep."

Zhong Tang snorted softly a few times, then arched his head into Li Bizhi's shoulder, sniffing his rare warm breath, as if he was about to fall into a sweet dream the next moment.

But at this moment, someone knocked on the door of the room: "Uncle Li, Uncle Li, are you in?"

Zhong Tang immediately recognized that it was Fang Hefeng's voice, and thought that it must be that questioning Wei and having nothing to do with monsters, who came to disturb his and his senior brother's sleep, so he clung tightly to Li Bizhi's hand again, and went to He squeezed in his arms again.

Li Bizhi didn't want to disturb Zhong Tang's peaceful sleep at this time, but Fang Hefeng outside the door didn't intend to stop, and called a few more times: "Uncle Li, Uncle Li?"

This time Zhong Tang couldn't sleep at all, he lifted the quilt angrily and sat up, the rich aroma of crabapple filled the entire bed tent instantly.

"You rest first, I'll go down and have a look." Li Bizhi reluctantly put his coat on Zhong Tang's body, then got up and walked to the door, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Fang Hefeng finally heard the uncle's voice, and mumbled hurriedly: "The second uncle asked me to come. He said that there was news from the palace that the imperial concubine Qing had met a demon, and he asked you to come back and watch tomorrow morning."

The author has something to say:

Little Fairy: What second senior brother!Even the yellow raccoon is more sensible than him! !

After sorting out the outline, I found that the story of Pipa has to be delayed a little bit~ In addition, the time when Xili entered Lin'an to marry in the previous article was also delayed by a month~

Try to restore the daily update from tomorrow