Nightwatcher

Xu Qi'an picked up Mu Nanzhi, walked into the bedroom, and put her down while lifting up the quilt.

When she was cooking in the kitchen, Xu Qi'an had already made the bed.

When I left the capital, the sheets and quilts were well stored in the wooden cabinet, and the insect repellent pills were stuffed in. Now I can take it out and use it directly. .

"Sleep!"

Xu Qi'an silently received the anesthetic gas emitted by the poisonous gu, sat down on the edge of the bed, grabbed Mu Nanzhi's ankle, and gently took off the embroidered shoes.

Then there's the White Sox.

Soon, a pair of white, tender and crystal clear feet were exposed in front of him.

It was about the size of Qi'an's slap, with smooth arcs on the instep, round toes, beautifully trimmed toenails, and faintly visible veins under the fair skin.

The soles of her feet are pink, holding them in her hands is like the most delicate and softest jade in the world.

Xu Qi'an pressed her thumb on the heel, and unlike her heel, which had a thick layer of calluses due to years of martial arts practice, her heel was soft.

"Enough is enough, enough is enough"

He forced himself to put down his two little feet, and pulled back the quilt to cover the infinitely beautiful and delicate body of the princess.

Then, put the little white fox in the bed.

After thinking for a while, recalling the past when Bai Ji suffocated until her legs kicked wildly, she took it out of the bed and wrapped it in a robe.

After blowing out the candles and closing the door, Xu Qi'an came to the courtyard and touched the side face of the little mare:

"Little mare, I will leave it to you to take care of them."

The filly, who had just finished eating the beans, was in a good mood and rubbed her face against the back of his hand.

Shaoyin Palace.

In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, after copying the triple-fold screen of "Peony and Double Cranes", steam curls up.

The water in the red lacquered bathtub made a "squeak" sound, a pair of jade legs stepped out of the bathtub, and the two court ladies who were waiting on the side in light gauze clothes, one of them immediately spread out the silk cloth, and carefully wiped the water drops on the master's body.

Another person took off the clothes hanging on the screen to change for the Master.

In a short time, Lin'an with high curly hair came out from behind the screen, wearing a light blue silk inner jacket and matching a royal blue long skirt, the hem of which was dragging to the ground.

She sat cross-legged on the bed and asked:

"Have you taken all the pills that you were asked to get from the imperial pharmacy?"

The maid on the left said softly:

"Pillions, silver, clothes...all ready."

The maid on the right covered her mouth and smiled and said:

"Why are you preparing these things, Your Highness?"

The maid on the left hit her and joked:

"You know what to ask, you dare to make fun of His Highness, and you tear your mouth carefully."

The two palace maids giggled coquettishly.

His Highness said that he wanted to draw a clear line with that person, and it had nothing to do with it. In fact, he was secretly preparing pills, money and clothes, for fear that the person would have no medicine if he was injured; he would be short of money when traveling in the rivers and lakes; it would be inconvenient to wear clothes when he was wandering outside.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation have all been taken into consideration.

They have served His Highness for so many years, but they have never seen her like this.

Who is His Highness Lin'an? The charming princess who was loved by the late emperor, people who are too favored are generally heartless, when did she care so much for a man?

Zhan Zhan glared at them, and asked casually:

"Is there any news from the house today?"

The mansion she was referring to was the Lin'an mansion in the imperial city, the mansion bestowed upon her by the late emperor.

Zhuang Xiang's tone was calm, as if she asked casually, but there was anticipation in her charming and moist eyes.

The two maids fell silent, looked at each other, and replied cautiously:

"There is no news from the house."

The hope in Tao Hua's eyes dimmed, she forced a smile and nodded, "Oh".

She waited in the palace for a whole day, before he came to explain to herself, since Si Tianjian left that night, she seemed to be forgotten.

Now, there is no news from the Princess Mansion in the imperial city, which means that Xu Qi'an didn't leave a message there either.

She was numb for a moment, then said softly:

"This palace is tired."

The two maids exited the bedroom wisely and went to the outer room.

They could tell that His Highness was in a bad mood, so he might hide in the bed and wipe his tears secretly.

Although the maids knew Lin'an very well, they still underestimated Lin'an's integrity. She didn't hide in the bed and wipe her tears, because the tears were still in her eye sockets and did not flow down.

She was covered with a fluffy quilt and curled up sideways.

I haven't figured it out until now, the dignified national teacher, a woman who can't even get her father, is blind and will fall in love with her dog slave.

Thinking of Luo Yuheng's arrogant and aggressive posture that night, he was very angry, and wished he could tear the old woman apart.

But only dare to think in my heart.

If the rival in love is Luo Yuheng, Lin'an will not have any confidence, even though she is a princess and boasts of her beauty. But Luo Yuheng is only the head of the sect, and he can crush her.

She couldn't help thinking of the past, the time when Xu Qi'an chatted with her and played chess, the tears finally rolled down from her eyes.

Mounted framed feels that she is broken in love, although she doesn't know the word.

Tears rolled more and more, she lay on her side, with half of her face buried in the fluffy pillow.

"Don't cry before going to bed, or your eyes will become inflamed."

At this time, someone handed a towel from the inside of the bed.

Framed "Oh", took the towel to wipe away tears, and then her delicate body froze, sensing that something was wrong, she jumped up from the bed and screamed piercingly.

While screaming, she saw clearly the person on the other side of the bed, wearing a blue robe and a jade crown, dressed like a rich man.

It's her dog minions.

"Bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door, and two maids knocked on the door outside, shouting:

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Lin'an glared at Xu Qi'an fiercely, pulled up the quilt to cover him, and said in a low voice:

"Shut up"

Sniffing, clearing his throat, making his voice look normal, he said, "Come in."

The scream just now was too horrifying, and she couldn't dismiss it with "I'm fine", because the maid would wonder if the master was being coerced inside.

They are all well-trained court ladies and are hard to fool.

The door of the bedroom was pushed open, a maid came in with an anxious face, while the other lady stayed outside, she was very careful not to come in, so that she could run out of the room to call for help at any time.

The maid who came in looked left and right for a while, then looked at the bed, and asked:

"Your Highness, what's the matter?"

Lin'an said indifferently: "I just had a nightmare, but it's all right now."

The palace maid stared at her red eye sockets for a few moments, suddenly realized, believed a little, and then looked at the big bed again.

Fortunately, since the national treasury was empty, Emperor Yongxing reduced the expenses of his concubines and royal family members, including expensive animal gold and charcoal.

Charcoal fire can no longer be demanded as much as before, so the things covered in Lin'an start from thin "silk" and "quilt". Replaced with a thicker "quilt".

The quilt filled with wool and duck down was thick and fluffy, perfectly hiding Xu Qi'an.

"Your Highness, is it too hot? Your face is burning badly."

The maid said with concern.

"My palace is fine."

The more flustered Lin'an was, the more indifferent he appeared on the surface.

"The princess is breathing heavily, is it too stuffy?"

"Yes, some, open some windows."

"Why don't the servants stay in the room." The maid said.

"No need, I'm in a bad mood, I want to be quiet."

Hearing this, the maid didn't insist, she swept around the room and withdrew.

After she left and closed the bedroom door, Lin'an threw off the quilt, pushed and pushed his head on his chest, shy, angry, surprised and happy, his willow eyebrows stood upright:

"Dog slave."

As soon as two words popped out of his mouth, Xu Qi'an covered them. He raised his eyebrows towards the door and lowered his voice:

"People haven't left yet."

Lin'an turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a shadow sticking to the door, as if he was eavesdropping on the movement in the room.

Xu Qi'an pulled the quilt up to cover the two of them, and said with a low voice:

"I didn't see it, your servant is quite alert."

I didn't find it before.

"It's all trained by the mothers in the palace. The big palace ladies next to the ladies in the harem are more alert."

Lin'an agreed, then blushed and said angrily:

"Dog slave, you are so courageous, you dare to sleep on Ben Gong's bed.

"You go, you go, go to Luo Yuheng's bed."

Stretch out your little hand and push hard.

Xu Qi'an held her wrist, moved closer to her, and narrowed the distance to the point where each other's breath could be sprayed on the face:

"Your Highness, I have been traveling for many days, and I miss you all the time. Every day and night, I regret not having wings, otherwise I can ride the wind to see Your Highness."

During this period of time spent with the scumbag boy, Xu Qi'an mastered the methods of coaxing girls, and realized a core truth that he hadn't figured out before.

To coax a girl, you must first stand in her perspective, and then figure out what she wants to hear and what attitude she wants.

Can't stand on my own.

If you try to coax from your own point of view, you will lose.

For example, from Xu Qi'an's point of view, the national teacher helped stop Hei Lian at the risk of burning his body. Now that her karma has relapsed, she will die in a catastrophe if she doesn't practice dual cultivation.

As long as he has any humanity, he should take off his pants for morality.

If you want to explain it this way, Lin'an will explode right now.

And from her perspective, what does she want to hear? What attitude do you want?

"His Royal Highness's every frown and smile are deeply imprinted in my mind, making me linger in my dreams." Xu Qi'an reached out to embrace Lin'an's waist, his eyes were sincere, and his tone was sincere.

"But I know that I have done something wrong. I am so sad at home today that I dare not face you. However, I cannot violate my heart, the heart that admires His Highness."

Lin'an listened to the love words in his ear, his heart beat faster, and his cheeks were on fire.

The stomach full of grievances disappeared, and the ruthless determination was also dissolved by sugar-coated bullets.

She snorted, forced herself to be hard-hearted, pushed away his arm around her waist, and turned her head:

"Is it the same when Mr. Xu coaxes other women?"

She tried to suppress this man with her indifferent attitude.

Xu Qi'an stared at her crystal clear earlobe, resisted the urge to lick it, and sighed:

"Well, it seems that no matter what I say, His Highness will not forgive me. I will leave Beijing tomorrow, and I have nothing else to ask, but His Highness promise me one thing."

The first half of the sentence made Lin'an's heart sink, filled with anxiety, after hearing the second half of the sentence, he asked quickly:

"What's up."

Immediately, he felt that his tone lacked backbone, and snorted: "I will handle it at my own discretion."

"I want to invite the princess to accompany me to take a look at the brightest lights in the world."

Hearing this sentence, Lin'an was stunned for a while, but did not understand what he meant.

But the next moment, she saw the dog servant pull up the quilt and cover their heads.

Afterwards, Lin'an fell into boundless darkness. After an unknown amount of time, light appeared in front of her eyes, and the whistling wind was heard in her ears.

The night is heavy, and the lonely moon hangs high.

She stood between heaven and earth, facing the cold wind, empty and lonely, but free.

Lin'an looked around in amazement. She was standing on a floating fort, with the cold and radiant moon above her head.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and in her moist and charming pupils, the lights of thousands of families were reflected.

Below is the entire capital city, most of the outer city is dark, with occasional sporadic lights.

The brightest and brightest is the imperial palace, like a huge cluster of fireworks, the outer circle of the fireworks is the imperial city, and the imperial city is also bright and bright, with thousands of lights, guarding the imperial palace.

On the other hand, the inner city where rich and well-to-do families live is like the outer flame of a flame, clusters of which are dotted like stars.

Lin'an had never seen the night view of the capital before, so he was infatuated for a while.

The most romantic thing she could think of was Xu Qi'an's song "Full of Clear Dreams Over the Galaxy", and now, this man made her see a different scenery.

"Don't catch a cold."

Xu Qi'an came over, took off his robe and put it on her, and embraced the beauty in his arms.

Lin'an seemed to be drunk, his eyes were charming, his face was flushed, and he was almost drunk.

For such feedback, Xu Qi'an was not surprised, even expected. Lin'an likes romance, and it is almost difficult to resist this kind of offensive.

Return the fort to Sun Xuanji later, this move is useless to Huaiqing. In the future, we should treat Shengzi better, after all, we have learned something from him. :

"Dog slave, can you propose marriage to the emperor's brother?"

From Lin'an's point of view, the relationship between the two was established as early as the passionate kiss when Xu Qi'an left Beijing.

This man is not an object of mutual affection, but a lover.

"Will do."

Xu Qi'an looked at her charming oval face: "But not now."

Whether it is him or Dabong, they will face huge challenges.

If you win, sit in Huaiqing on the right side of Lin'an, sit on the lap of the national teacher, and hide behind the princess.

If you lose, you will go back to the round.

Late at night.

The maid cautiously opened the door, tiptoed into the bedroom, and came to the bedside.

His Highness Lin'an was wrapped in a quilt, sleeping soundly, with the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he had dreamed of something happy.

The maid felt relieved and was about to leave when her complexion changed slightly and she saw hickey marks all over His Highness's snow-white neck.

The palace lady's scalp went numb instantly, and she looked around in horror.

After a while, she seemed to understand something, and her face suddenly softened.

In the same night, a certain small town.

Ji Xuan stood on the roof, overlooking the fight below.

That was Liu Hongmian playing tricks on his opponent, a quack with scattered dragon energy.

In the past few days, they have found several Dragon Qi hosts by relying on the secret agents of Tianji Palace.

There are Jianghu travelers who travel around, gentle scholars, even subordinate officials on duty in the yamen, and women in the boudoir.

Ji Xuan's plan is to collect scattered dragon qi as much as possible, so as to attract the hosts of the nine dragon qi.

Of course, this may also attract Xu Qi'an.

"Hong Mian, don't waste time." Ji Xuan reminded.

Liu Hongmian immediately stunned the opponent.

Ji Xuan took out a small bronze cauldron the size of a palm from his bosom, muttering something, a clear light shot out from the mouth of the tripod, and took the dragon energy host into it.

The small bronze tripod is called Sifang Ding, one of the gifts sent by the national teacher after learning about the incident in Yongzhou City.

It is different from ordinary storage artifacts, which can only hold things, but it can receive people.

Ji Xuan put away the small tripod, looked to the northwest, and murmured: "Xu Qi'an!"

the next day!

Lingbao Temple in Beijing.

In the quiet room, Luo Yuheng, who had been sleeping for a day and two nights, slowly opened his beautiful eyes.

PS: Continue to code the next chapter and read it tomorrow.