What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 16
He stood by the bed one step away from her, sat carefully on the footrest, wanted to touch her fingertips exposed outside the brocade quilt, but retracted them restrainedly.

Some tacit understanding goes without words.

He knew that from now on, she would get close to him according to her own temperament, even if she should miss her brother when she was looking at him.

But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter who she wants to rely on, because she can only entrust this bit of warmth and softness to him.

He was lucky enough to appear at the moment when she was alone and helpless in the palace and lacked a confidant, and he worked hard enough to climb to a position that even she could not easily leave.

He was looking forward to the next touch from her, or a hug, or something.

But he also knew that besides this, if he took the initiative to ask for something, then the indescribable ambiguity they built up with great difficulty would disappear in smoke.

"Xiao Qi, you have to be content."

He said to his growing delusion in his heart that he wanted to touch her while she was asleep.

"If the master doesn't allow it, you are just a slave."

But he is the one and only person to the master.

How could such agitated mood not rush towards his limbs?How could he not burn his whole being to a pile of ashes that just wanted to pile up at her feet?
How could he not let him relive that hug again and again, until his temperature, breath and touch were engraved into every sense.

Xuan Yusi's training still made Xiao Qi much bolder than before.

He leaned against her bed and closed his eyelids relying on his vigilance of being able to detect the wind and grass for the first time even in his sleep.

"It can be regarded as sharing the same bed with you..."

No matter how restrained she was, she wrapped her little finger around a strand of her hair, indulging her selfishness a little.

Huang'en Temple.

"Madam Ning really treats His Highness like a daughter."

After Jiang Hong left, Shui Jing led several young maids to open the wooden basket, and took out various carvings and patterns that Ning Yu had prepared for Wei Huai'en from the delicate drawers layer by layer.

Then save the pattern and send it to the Department of Clothes Bureau for custom-made clothes in the future. The carved gadgets will be carefully wrapped in cotton cloth and put in a box. They will be brought back to the East Palace when Wei Huai'en sends someone to deliver a message next time. .

"Naturally, Mrs. Ning is His Highness's biological aunt. Since His Highness was born, even though Madam has been guarding the northwest with the General for many years, she never forgot to carve these little things for His Highness to make His Highness happy."

Shui Jing bent his eyes, and wrapped up a wooden carved palm-sized rabbit while answering the words of the inexperienced little female officer.

"All of these are Madam Ning's handicrafts?"

Girls in the thirteenth and fourteenth years have not learned to hide their surprise completely, and there are still clues to their lively temperament even after entering the palace for several years.

"Then Mrs. Ning is too good. It's okay to draw these beautiful and majestic patterns. Even the carving is so good. I think it's better than the craftsmanship of those ornaments given to His Highness today!"

"Be careful!"

Shui Jing glanced over, and the little female officer who accidentally said offensive words hurriedly knelt on the ground, apologizing for her disrespect just now.

"Get up, I don't want to punish you, but no matter how free we are by His Highness's side, we can't bring His Highness disaster by forgetting our duty as slaves."

Shui Jing sighed inwardly, and helped up the trembling little female official with her own hands.

"Qioner, Qionger knows she was wrong, sister, don't be angry..."

After Qiong'er was lifted up, she sniffled and grabbed Shui Jing's sleeve to apologize.

"It's okay, let's keep tidying up."

Shui Jing helped her slightly crooked hairpin, then turned around and continued to wrap the weaker ear of the rabbit.

The palace servants who stayed in Huang'en Temple with Shui Jing and pretended to be Wei Huai'en and his servants were not completely Wei Huai'en's confidantes. It's not that they were not loyal, on the contrary, they might be comparable to Shui Jing's loyalty.

For example, Qiong'er was assigned to serve in the palace of a nobleman who fell out of favor, and was almost sent to the dragon bed by that nobleman to invite him to be favored.

Or that Le’er who never raised her head once from the beginning to the end, and silently folded the pattern neatly and put it away, once because she didn’t want to have a confrontation with a chief eunuch, she was hanged and then rescued .

Wei Huaien saved them.

This may be contrary to her usual code of conduct, because the people she left behind are not smart, otherwise they would not be exploited by the deep palace to the point where they need to kill themselves to stop suffering.

Secondly, they can't do it, they can't walk around the palace to help Wei Huai'en deliver news, and they can't go out of the palace to travel around to maintain the power and financial resources of Wei Huai'en and Wei Huaide.

Thirdly, they will not please Wei Huai'en even more, because the past that can't appeal to anyone is pulling them down like a mud day by day.

Survival of the fittest, there are only the brightest red walls and green tiles in the palace, only the most noble white marble steps, only the strict hierarchy and cold rules, and there is no breathing space for the waste.

But are they about to be buried?Can't even leave the whole body?

Wei Huaien couldn't watch these sufferings happen without being indifferent.

Even if she knew that people's lives were easily lost in places she could not see, cries for help would not be allowed.

Even if she knew that even her own identity and food and clothing were obtained through exploitation that she had never heard of or seen outside the palace walls.

Even if she knew that her compassion and pity were useless, she couldn't let this happen before her eyes.

"Qioner is stupid, Qionger can't do anything."

At that time, when another concubine stopped her in the chariot and wanted to kill her in the name of cleaning up the harem, it was Wei Huai'en who was passing by who saved her.

"But Qiong'er will only have Her Highness the Princess as her master in the future, and only you!"

Since then, Qiong'er has been working beside Shui Jing.The girl who finally became happier was wilting because of touching this taboo.

Shui Jing still couldn't bear it, glanced at Le'er, who had always had only one expression, and pretended to gossip casually to make them relax.

"Hey, you said, we have stayed in Huang'en Temple for so many days, except for little general Jiang Hong, no young talents have come to visit our Highness.

Is there no one in the entire capital who admires His Highness and wants to take the opportunity to show courteousness?I remember the brother-in-law of Dali Temple Minister Lu Dazhong, what is his name? "

She turned to Le'er, who had the best memory, and asked her the question: "Le'er, do you remember the name of that son?"

"Ruan Yan."

Leer finally took a look at Shui Jing, of course she could see that Shui Jing wanted to tease her to say a few more words.

"That's right, that's the name! Oh, little general Jiang Hong, he's a down-to-earth man, and with Mrs. Ning around, if it succeeds, our Highness will definitely not suffer.

But Mr. Ruan Yan is also a talented man who has become famous all over the world at a young age, and he has a good temper. I heard that he didn't enter the officialdom because he felt that the officialdom was filthy and humiliating, which perfectly complements our Highness.

One swan and one goose, the names are all rushed together.You say, which one is better for our Highness? "

"None of them are good."

Unexpectedly, it was Leer who spoke first than Qionger.

Qiong Er was frowning and comparing the two candidates, when she heard this, she immediately forgot the panic just now, and asked Le Er:

"How does Sister Le'er know? I think both young masters are good?"

"Little General Jiang Hong doesn't think of His Highness beyond brother-sister love, and that Mr. Ruan Yan, hmph, is just a person who wants to be famous, how can he be worthy of our Highness?"

As soon as Le'er finished speaking, Qiong'er interrupted hastily:

"Sister Le'er, how can you say that about Mr. Ruan Yan? It's something everyone in the capital knows that he loves our Highness?"

"It's because the whole capital knows that he's a hypocrite!"

Le'er didn't know what to think of, her voice trembled.

"Madam Ning loves His Highness, but deliberately let the little general come and see her off in person, can't people with discerning eyes see the deep meaning in it?
But in this capital, only the General's Mansion and the two His Royal Highnesses have a deep friendship, and no one talks about their cousins ​​at all.Can't you see the difference between the two sides? "

Qiong'er was choked back by Le'er, although she was a little bit aggrieved by Mr. Ruan Yan, but she could feel that what Le'er said was right, even though there were some things in it that she was not smart enough to explain.

On the contrary, Shui Jing took a good look at Le'er in surprise.

The scorching gaze made Le'er blush: "Sister Shui Jing...I...I just said it casually..."

"No, you're quite right."

Shui Jing showed a relieved smile.

"I didn't know that you could penetrate to this extent."

As far as the point is concerned, Shui Jing will not tell the unrelated female officials about the deeper conflicts of interests.

It's just that even if Le'er doesn't know the intertwined roots hidden under the water, she can still see the essence from the surface on both sides. I really don't know what to ask her to say.

Sometimes the person who can find the core of the problem is not with extraordinary vision...

Maybe it's just something worse than this.

Shui Jing pretended to go to get a new carving, and quietly squeezed Le'er's trembling hand.

Le'er also clenched hers tightly.

evening.

"Sister Shui Jing, wake up! An assassin is coming!"

Shui Jing, who fell asleep alone in the small courtyard where Wei Huai'en was supposed to live, was woken up by Qiong'er who hurried in from outside. She quickly got up and wrapped her face in gauze, and ran out holding Qiong'er's hand .

"Where are the guards? Where are Le'er and the others?"

There are not many people left in this meditation room, and it is necessary to pretend that there are many active people, so that everyone lives very scattered, but it also allows Shui Jing and the others to have room to hide.

The firework for help has already lit up, as long as you escape this moment, as long as you escape this moment...

"what!"

The two were taken aback by the man in black who suddenly jumped down from the roof, and Qiong'er stood in front of Shui Jing as if she hadn't seen the gleaming long knife in the man's hand: "Go!"

The man in black easily knocked down Qiong'er with a few moves, but he didn't rush to catch up with Shui Jing. Instead, he exchanged glances with his accomplices on the roof to confirm that there was no one else in the princess' meditation room, and then rushed forward to tear off Shui Jing face covering.

Shui Jing thought that she would die too, but she didn't expect that the man in black froze for a moment, and slapped her unconscious with a stab on the back before she wanted to fight back.

The guards outside the meditation room were laid down on the ground by the unknown drug numbness. Before the guard monks from Huang'en Temple arrived, these men in black disappeared like ghosts and ghosts in the darkness of the forest.

　Let's play

　　
　
(End of this chapter)