Three days flew by.
It was a nice day when we went out, the sun was shining brightly, and the clouds stretched all the way to the horizon. It is at the turn of spring and summer that the green plants with branching branches on both sides become more and more verdant, seeming to compete with the jadeite.
After opening the pearl curtain and green curtain, the sickly beauty was lazily leaning on the soft pillow. She was as quiet as a painting on earth, and she didn't even bother to disturb her.
Qiao Xiyin slowly opened her eyes.
Her five senses were infinitely amplified, and she could hear the cries of warblers five miles away and see the trickle of water in the jungle. In the previous world, she used this ability to waste, and it was all used to catch people who deserted in class, so the students privately gave her the nickname Qiao Wukong. Why is she always able to accurately pick out people who don't listen to class
However, her eyes are not dazzling, they are magical power.
He Yunchao and her carriage were side by side.
Qiao Xiyin's body was weak, so the carriage should not go too fast. There was a special team responsible for escorting her, walking at the end of the team. He Yunchao originally wanted to ride in the same carriage with her, but was persuaded by a group of ministers around him. Although they boarded a different carriage, he finally left with her.
The ministers were also worried. Some of the beauties sent to the little emperor were dead, injured, missing and disfigured. The rest were all sent to the regent. The little emperor is so attached to the eldest princess, what should we do with this empty harem
If he takes concubines in the future, the little emperor still runs to the eldest princess's palace like this every day, how can those concubines do well
The person involved obviously did not feel this way.
Qiao Xiyin quietly let out a ray of consciousness.
It was too far away, but He Yunchao's carriage was right in front of her, so she could still take a peek.
In the carriage, He Yunchao was playing chess. Under his left and right hands, he sat alone in front of the chessboard and meditated. The two armies faced each other, but they were evenly matched.
He seemed to be competing with himself. If the left hand was sure to win, he must let his right hand catch up and make a draw. It's no wonder that the chessboard didn't change in the second half of the day when it was so difficult for me.
Qiao Xiyin dozed off and just peeped at He Yunchao playing chess. She didn't understand this and almost fell asleep watching it. Unexpectedly, He Yun was really defeated, and an inextricable draw was achieved. Only then did he see that he had put away the chess pieces, a box of chess boards, and opened the curtain to look out the window in a daze.
He seemed even more bored than she was.
However, Qiao Xiyin could watch He Yunchao to pass the time. Seeing how miserable he was, she suddenly felt that life was full of fun.
She really wanted to rub that depressed look with her head hanging down.
In the afternoon, the group arrived at Nanshan Huguo Temple.
Qiao Xiyin and He Yunchao's carriages arrived last.
The regent stayed in the palace to preside over government affairs. On this trip, he ordered a group of ministers and several family members to follow him.
The Minister of War and his family are one of them.
The abbot personally came to greet the two carriages. He Yunchao was reminded by his tutor, and he felt more at ease at this time. Qiao Xiyin watched silently from behind.
Pretending to be quite similar.
Sacrifice to the sky can only be carried out after the abbot's method. It needs to be an auspicious day in the zodiac and the return of the water god, so that the success rate of praying for rain will be greatly improved.
It should be these days.
After a long day's journey today, the group was naturally tired from the journey, so they were all led by the monk to find a place to stay in the temple to rest.
Qiao Xiyin listened to the chat between the two little maids beside her.
"Did you just go out from the west gate and see those unopened shops?"
"I heard that Huguo Temple holds temple fairs every July and August. It would be great if we could take a look."
The emperor himself came to offer sacrifices, so the temple fair should not be held. However, the purpose of this sacrifice is to protect the people. If even folk activities are prohibited, then how can we sincerely worship the sky? Therefore, all activities in the temple are held normally.
The little palace maid was chatting enthusiastically, and Qiao Xiyin was also ready to make a move.
Temple fair.
It sounds like fun.
She was thinking about what to do, but she didn't expect that when the sun went down, someone knocked lightly on her window.
The palace maids knew that she always liked purity, so they stayed outside the front door and did not disturb her. Qiao Xiyin glanced at the door, turned her back and opened the window.
"Emperor Sister"
The young man called her cheerfully. Without waiting for Qiao Xiyin to speak, he held the window sill with one hand and rolled in gently and deftly. A cloud of dust rose up behind him, which made him cough several times and his eyes were red, "This Huguo Temple No matter how you do it, don’t repair it.”
Qiao Xiyin suppressed her laughter and tried to pat the dust off his body, but he refused again, "Sister Huang, please don't move. Inhaling the dust is not good for your health."
Woohoo, how can there be such a sensible and well-behaved boy in this world.
so cute.
"Why don't you take the main entrance?" Qiao Xiyin asked with a smile after He Yunchao cleaned himself up.
"That way there would be no mystery." He shook his head, looking eager to try, "Sister Huang, I heard there is a temple fair tonight, would you like to go and have a look?"
Qiao Xiyin spied on him all the way, so she knew how boring he was. She didn’t know where she heard the news about the temple fair, but it suited her.
"Okay." She nodded.
However, the young man looked at her for a long time and then said, "Well, sister Huang, we have agreed that you can't eat anything else, and I won't eat either. Let's just have some fun, okay?"
His eyes were wet, full of sincerity and concern, which made people's hearts melt.
How could Qiao Xiyin say no
He Yunchao looked outside the door again and saw that Qiao Xiyin had locked the door, and said hurriedly, "Let's go."
Qiao Xiyin's routine was to go to bed after dark. After she rested, the maids would not disturb her hastily, so it was not difficult to sneak out.
He climbed over the window with ease, reached for Qiao Xiyin, carefully took her out, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Huang, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Qiao Xiyin is in very good health now, and she only shows her weakness to others, so she naturally shakes her head, "I'm much better, don't worry."
Then he nodded.
But it's not that fast yet. His hands groped behind him for a moment, and then handed Qiao Xiyin a package, "Sister Huang, please put on these clothes."
The clothes belong to He Yunchao.
Qiao Xiyin's house is full of her daughter's long dresses and all kinds of jewelry. Of course it's not convenient to go out like this.
"Okay, wait a minute." Qiao Xiyin nodded and told him to wait here, while she walked towards the screen holding the clothes he handed over.
This time he behaved, he put his hands behind his back, remained motionless, and looked out the window intently.
At this time, there are disadvantages of martial arts. The surroundings were so quiet that He Yunchao could clearly hear the rustle of clothes and the crisp collision of jewelry falling to the ground. It was as if the scene behind the screen was outlined in front of his eyes as soon as he closed his eyes.
His eyes deepened, and he was thinking about something seriously.
Qiao Xiyin was the adopted daughter of the late emperor and the daughter of the former prime minister.
He calls her Princess, but they have no blood relationship.
Qiao Xiyin quickly changed her clothes, took off most of her jewelry, walked out from behind the screen, and called him "Chaochao"
He Yunchao turned around, dazed for a moment, and then returned to normal. The emotion in his eyes was replaced by childishness again, "Sister Huang, you are so beautiful."
It was rare for Qiao Xiyin to dress up like this, with a bare face. The robe is embroidered with bamboo and crane patterns, and the silver thread is low-key and gorgeous. It blends with the scenery of lakes and mountains and the light green of spring, and is full of fairy spirit that is not stained by the world.
He Yunchao had only worn this dress once. Qiao Xiyin was so delicate that the dress turned into a long skirt on her body, but she had a different temperament.
"Glib." She shook her head.
His eyebrows were arched and his voice was still sweet, "Good-looking"
It was so beautiful that he regretted taking Qiao Xiyin out to play. She should be hidden and only worn for him to see.
Whoever was unhappy when being praised was no exception, Qiao Xiyin smiled at him.
He Yunchao looked around and after confirming that no one was around, he picked up Qiao Xiyin from the waist and stepped lightly on the eaves with his toes.
Qiao Xiyin has a slender figure, takes medicine all year round and has little oil and water, and her bones are small and light. The boy's arms were extraordinarily strong, hugging her tightly. When she got closer, she seemed to be able to smell the faint rosin on his clothes.
Maybe when I came here, I also smelled something clean.
It smelled exactly like her clothes.
Qiao Xiyin blinked, feeling too tired to lean on him, so she simply reached out and put her arms around his neck.
The girl's fingers were thin and cold, as smooth as jade, and had a completely different touch from his calloused hands.
He Yunchao's feet were weak and he almost stepped on the eaves. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and made the correction in time, so Qiao Xiyin didn't notice the clues.
"When did Chaochao learn Qinggong?" There was a lot of wind around, so Qiao Xiyin asked close to his ear, fearing that he wouldn't be able to hear.
Maybe there's something intentional about it. But so what? She is just a weak sick beauty.
"I have learned it a long time ago," He Yunchao said briskly, "Sister Huang, although I am not good at endorsements, they all praise me for my good martial arts skills. I will perform for Sister Huang someday."
When he said this, his pupils were lively and lively, like a child begging for honey. Facing the people and things he loved, he wanted to dig deep into his heart and pluck the stars and the moon from the sky to offer them to her. To make her smile.
He practiced martial arts just to show off to the imperial sister. If this word got out, it would really make his subordinates kneel down.
Qiao Xiyin smiled and said, "Okay."
Chao Chao will hurt people.
The distance from Huguo Temple to West Street is not far, but Qiao Xiyin lives in the east wing, which is a whole temple away, so He Yunchao deliberately took a detour, which lengthened the time.
Rather than saying that the detour was done to deceive others, it was more out of selfish motives.
The girl in his arms was fragrant and soft, and she was very peaceful. She just let him hold her obediently, and her breath was close to his skin. It was really hard to think about.
He Yunchao knew the subsequent plot and knew what she was thinking. She had always regarded the royal family as her enemy, but she wanted to stab him in the future, although she was killed instead.
He couldn't help but wonder, could such a thin body really be able to hold the dagger? He might have scratched himself before it stabbed him.
What should I do
Should he follow the plot and wait for her to assassinate him, or should he reverse the situation before the plot comes