Fragrance Beauty

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"He won't have that chance." Gong Shou's face flashed, although it was fleeting, it still made people shudder.

Often no longer talking.

After explaining the rest, he resigned.

...

In the imperial garden, all flowers are blooming and the beauty is brilliant.

How often do you pass by. The scenery around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Several young women in the flowering season crowded together and whispered. One of them was a cute little girl with a small apple face and round eyes.

Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly, and the little palace girl stared straight in one direction and became dumb.

"Qiuer, what's wrong with you?"

"Shh! Look at Father-in-law here!"

The remaining people looked curiously.

What a glimpse of often here.

The little court girl named Qiuer seemed to have two burning clouds on her cheek, staring at each other.

"He's looking in this direction!"

"Qiuer, he's watching you!"

However, Chang He didn't pay attention to the movement of the chamber at all, and there were no shadows of a few little maids in the field of vision.

Take a big step forward, going through the Royal Garden. Suddenly, she was stopped by a few little maids who came over.

Chang He stopped subconsciously, looking at the little red-eared maid in front of her face, and frowned.

He folds his arms in his hands, stares coldly, waiting for the next.

"Often, father-in-law!" The little palace girl stammered him, nervous about to crush the Jinpa in her hand.

Chang He frowned. In his impression, he had not seen these little court ladies.

A few little court ladies, you look at me, I look at you, for a while, shoved, and finally, a girl with an apple face was pushed to the front.

The rest of the blast went away.

Chang He's eyebrows were slackened and slackened, and his dark eyes had no emotion.

The little palace maid bit her lip and twisted the Jinpa in her hand firmly, like a mosquito: "Changgong, me, I ..." Before she finished speaking, she bowed her head shyly.

"Is there anything wrong?" Chang He asked coldly.

The little palace girl looked up at him and quickly glanced at him, her eyes stopped on his clear and handsome face, her face became more flushed, and she could not say a word.

Suddenly, she threw the Jinpa in her arms into Chang's arms, twisted and ran away.

Chang He Yiyi, subconsciously wanted to draw a sword, but when he saw the matter clearly stopped his murderous.

Only now he thought the maid was an assassin.

He raised the papa in his face expressionlessly. Papa is a style commonly used by maids of the palace, and the name of Xiaoxiuxiu is embroidered below.

Is there any meaning in this?

He looked for a long time, but was a little confused, what strange was hidden inside.

"Well." There was a laughter in my ear.

Chang He looked in search, and a 30-year-old **** appeared around the corner of the rockery, and came over with a smile on his face.

It's Forte.

Fu Tai is the one around the queen, and has been serving the second prince Xiao Yingzhang since the queen died. He usually meets with Chang Hezai, and the two play well.

"What are you laughing at?" Chang He asked with a frown.

"Smile you stupid." Forte replied cheerfully. There is no taboo on the new **** of the Department of Criminal Justice, who made everyone scared.

Was ridiculed for no reason, often no change in expression on his face.

Forte shook his head.

Although this "official father-in-law" is clever, it is not sensible in human terms. Finally, there is something that matches his own age.

"Don't you want to know?" Forte asked narrowly.

What is often silent, the cold air field around the body can condense people into ice.

Fu Tai does not sell Guanzi, Xiao Yan explained: "People want to eat with you!"

Suddenly, Chang Hezai turned black all over.

For the first time, Futai saw a different expression on this man's face, and looked at it novelly and rarely.

"Do you know what it is to eat? The palace maid and the **** look at you ..."

Chang He glanced at him coldly and walked away.

"Ah, we haven't finished talking about our family yet. Our family is not a joke. You are really ... our family is not in the thirties ...." Futai laments.

The **** is also a human, and he also wants a close person to talk.

This little boy ...

...

There are countless hidden corners in the deep palace compound. Those gloomy, unseen things are all hidden there, start quietly, and ferment.

If it is normal, Chang He will certainly not pay attention to such gossip, or even look at it more.

But this time is a little different.

Deep in the courtyard, under the banyan tree, a group of adult eunuchs, Zhang Yaba, surrounded a teenage boy in the middle.

"Hehe, the prince is amazing. Kneeling down to lick his boots!" A **** with a short chin pushed the boy's shoulder hard.

The boy was emaciated and was almost slammed to the ground by such a rough push.

But he didn't fall, he stood firmly, his fists clenched without any trace, a pair of dark eyes staring coldly at the group of people.

It seems that the faces of each of them should be printed in their minds.

"What to see! What to see! Beware I dug out your eyes!" The short jaw **** stared fiercely.

The **** with a square face spoke side by side: "Do n’t think you are the prince, we do n’t dare to take you. The queen who shelters you is dead. You are now an unloved prince What is the difference between us slaves? "

"That is, why can you stand high! Oh, kneel down and call Grandpa!"

"Hee hee, I want to see if the prince's looks different from us!"

Several fierce adult eunuchs rushed at the same time, ready to tear the little boy's clothes.

The little boy watched them with a calm face, and when one approached, he suddenly stepped out and swept the man to the ground.

Skill, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Not a single trick. The only deficiency is the lack of strength at a young age.

The **** with a short chin fell into a dog, muddled into shame, "Go up, everyone goes up together, I see how arrogant this boy is!"

As soon as the words fell, all the eunuchs rushed up and surrounded the little boy in a circle.

With a dozen or seven, the little boy gradually worked harder than the downwind.

Finally, the **** sneaked up from behind to hold him back and ride on his body. The immature bottom plate couldn't hold on, and Tong Tong lay on the ground.

The adult **** rode on the little boy, Zhang chuckled and laughed: "Seeing that, the queen's son has been used by me as a horse ride! The queen's son has become my mount!"

Everyone laughed.

The little boy who was crushed on his face turned red, and clenched his hands firmly under the mudstone. His bloodshot face was insulted with hatred.

Insulting others can!

After involving the mother, no!

I want to resist, I want to struggle, I want to crush those abominable faces into the mud.

But he couldn't fight back.

His head was crushed to the ground, with scarlet eyes.

It's crazy.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a cold, alienated voice sounded in my ear. Suddenly, the power that was on the body disappeared.

"Often, Father Chang ..." He became frightened when he heard the arrogant voice before him.

The arrogant eunuchs just got up from the ground one by one and stood beside them.

Chang He glanced coldly at these eunuchs, his eyes seemed to be substantive, and it was scary to scrape them.

The air seemed to be cold in the yard.

Several timid eunuchs have been trembling.

"roll!"

In a word, the eunuchs were as pardoned as birds and beasts scattered.

The little boy looked up violently, only to see a dark-colored, cold-clothed garment tumbling. The person here is very tall, with a handsome face, but he is not very young to listen to the voice.

What kind of person is this, that can make those dog slaves scared and farted.

There is no need to say a word, just stand there, that is, the gas field is fully open.

His gaze fell on Chang He.

Black-colored brocade, bright yellow fish dragon bag ... he is also eunuch! Or the **** of the Shenxian Division!

The little boy clenched his thin lips and stared coldly at the man who suddenly appeared to help him.

Chang He walked over, holding up a little boy who was lying on the ground, squatted down and patted the dirt on his knees.

Then, raised those natural cold eyes.

Two eyes collided in the air.

One is cold, the other is forbearance. One is overcast and the other is thin.

Symbiotic each other, complement each other.

"Who are you?" The little boy asked.

"My name is Chang Hezai, and I am on a mission in the Shensi Division." He said slightly.

This is not a first encounter, but a real acquaintance.

He had seen the boy in front of him, who was the arrogant emperor who had been carved by the woman years ago.

Just a few years later, the world turned upside down. He entered the palace and became a "eunuch." He lost his mother and became a "mud" trampled by everyone in the palace.

If that kind woman had a spirit in heaven, she would be sad, sad that her child, who once loved treasure, would be bullied by a group of insignificant eunuchs.

"The lonely name is Xiao Yingying." The little boy was serious and honest, "Today you are successful in saving your life, and Gu will reward you in the future."

Chang He didn't comment, just swept him up and down.

Xiao Yingzheng, who was only ten years old, was thin and thin, but he tried his best to stand upright. It can be imagined that although he is not favored, he still has a proud bone.

"Dirty," Chang He suddenly said.

Xiao Ying froze and wiped his face: "Is Gu's face dirty?"

Chang He nodded in silence.

Xiao Ying frowned: "No, then Fu Bo will see me like this, knowing that lonely people and fights will be sad and angry. What should I do?"

Chang He said lightly: "I have a way."

So he took the little boy, the second prince Xiao Yingzhang, and walked towards the water canal.

Clear water in the canal.

After Chang He helped Xiao Yingzhang pat the ashes on his body, he looked at the wound on Xiao Yingzhang's face and frowned.

Xiao Yingzhang noticed his gaze, reached out and touched his face, and frowned suddenly.

However, he was very patient and did not have a true meaning.

"Don't move." Chang He stopped his movement, took a bottle of medicine from the sleeve of his clothes, put it on Xiao Ying's hand, "use this."

Xiao Yingxuan glanced down and asked: "Gold sore medicine, do you often get hurt? Why do you carry gold sore medicine with you?"

Chang He faintly replied: "The Department of Caution often goes out to carry out tasks, and even if it is not used, it will be accompanied.

"Oh." Xiao Ying responded, nodding briefly, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

Often nowhere.

After Xiao Yingzhang applied the golden wound medicine given by Chang He on the wound, he hesitantly looked at Chang He, and stopped talking.

"Your Highness has nothing to say, but it doesn't matter." Chang Hezai's tone could not be described as much compliment, but absolutely respectful.

Xiao Yingying heard the long-lost care in his tone, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed. After leaving the mother, the most people around him were some people who violated Yang Feng and Yin.

Why is this **** so good to him?

Xiao Yingdi did not continue to think deeply about this. He held the medicine bottle in his hand and whispered, "Don't tell Forte, I was beaten."

He pursed his lips and said nothing else.

Chang He read the emotion in his expression: "OK."

There was a smile on Xiao Yingzhang's face, and the two lions were fighting with the little lion who just fought hard.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you are here! You're looking for a dead slave!" Futai hurried to the side of the canal and was shocked when he saw the wound on Xiao Yingfu's face. "His Royal Highness, what is wrong with you, this hurt How did you get here! "

"I'm okay." Xiao Yingming shook his head in a hurry, and said, "I accidentally fell and fell my head on the stone."

"Is it really Your Royal Highness that he fell by himself?" Futai was suspicious, but the pain in his eyes was obvious, and Sheng was about to overflow.

Xiao Yingbi nodded: "Really, if you don't believe me, ask him. Just now he saw me fall and came over and gave me a bottle of medicine." He said, shaking the gold sore medicine in his hand.

The bottle of gold sore medicine has the stamp of the Department of Caution.

Chang He nodded slightly.

Futai breathed a sigh of relief, and distressed a few distressed words: "My Highness, if you go out with a few more followers, the old slave is really worried."

"I see." Xiao Yingxi responded lightly.

"Her Royal Highness, let's go quickly. The emperor will take a test of the prince's ride for a while. The three princes and the four princes have passed."

"Well, let's go." Xiao Yingzheng put the gold sore medicine in his arms, and nodded his head often, and then left Futai.

Chang He looked in silence and saw Xiao Yingzhang leaving, suddenly he said behind him, "Since you are not happy here, why not leave here."

This sentence, if flat, thunder.

Shake the two together.

Forte turned back in shock, looked inconceivably where she was, and her voice almost changed: "Little boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

Chang He Zai did not continue, walked to Xiao Yingzheng before, staring blankly.

A pair of eyes that had never been emotional at this time seemed to write thousands of words.

Xiao Yinghuan opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

"How can His Royal Highness go, here is His Royal Highness. Have you forgotten Your Highness' identity? He is the only son of Emperor Chen, the only son born by Empress Chen, and the highest impeccable existence of the entire royal family!

Futai often rebuked loudly: "Don't talk nonsense here. I haven't heard that from my Highness today."

Chang Hezai did not look at Futai, and seemed to have not heard what he was saying. He continued to say, "If a man wants to look at the world, why stick to this imperial city."

Forte's face turned completely green, pointing at Chang You for a long time, but couldn't say a complete word.

Xiao Yingxuan bowed his head and thoughtfully.

Forte pulled La Shao Yingying's sleeves angrily: "His Highness, this man is full of nonsense, don't listen to him."

Xiao Yingji nodded slightly, and a bright light suddenly jumped out of the star eyes, smiling at Chang He: "I know, thank you."

Then he said to Fu Tai, who had been completely dumbfounded, "Futai, let's go. Father Huang is anxious."

Having said that, he left without waiting for Forte to respond.

Forte hurried to catch up.

I kept saying something, but I couldn't hear anything when I was too far apart.

...

A few days later.

In the wide training ground of the Department of Criminal Justice, a strong figure was sweating like rain.

The man was dressed in a black strong suit, and a waistband was erected to set off a pair of good figures. The flesh of the flesh was faintly seen in the robes.

The sword is strong, the killing is surging, and the rivers and lakes are happy.

A long sword is playing in his hands, as if he has spirituality, it is easy to get started, his wrists are moving slightly, and his eyes are constantly changing, which makes it impossible to see how he did it.

From Yin Shi to Yan Shi.

He has been here for two full hours. The whole process did not stop for a second, and never drank a sip of water, as if I never tire of it.

I didn't know how long it had been before, all of a sudden, a dark shadow walked in from outside the training ground.

"The newspaper--" scout held a secret letter.

Chang He condensed in his eyes, turned to stop, and inserted the sword back into the scabbard.

He walked forward steadily, bent to pick up the towel on the ground, wiped the wet sweat on his neck, and the whole set of actions was done in one go.

His voice was cold and indifferent, his breath was relaxed.

"what's up?"

"King King has fallen!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chang He's eyes flickered. Almost at the same time, an unprecedented murderous veiled his body instantly.

The killing intentions seemed to be assaulted as long as they were close.

The scout dared not look at it again.

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