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Zhao Xuanling and Du Juan jumped up at the same time, shocked!

"Oops! Brother Huang is here!"

Liu Yuanhui had a question mark on his face.

Come as soon as the emperor comes. It's not like we don't know each other, so why are they so frightened?

"Liu Yuanhui! Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and hide! A man who breaks into the harem secretly, even if he is a relative of the emperor, must be punished by death!"

Zhao Xuanling quickly stepped forward and pulled Liu Yuanhui around to find a hiding place.

Liu Yuanhui reacted, Damn, isn't it? He is in the harem now!

Zhao Xuanling walked around and finally found a wardrobe: "Quick! You hide here!"

Liu Yuanhui looked at it and said, "It's too small, I can't get in!"

"Oh, then just squeeze in!" Zhao Xuanling and Du Juan said anxiously.

At this time, Song Huizong's voice came from the door: "Ling'er? Where are you? Are you teasing the little eunuch again?"

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhao Xuanling kicked Liu Yuanhui into the cabinet, and then she and Du Juan closed the cabinet desperately and locked it again.

Zhao Xuanling patted the cabinet and whispered: "Liu Yuanhui! Please bear with it for a while! Brother Huang is probably just here to hang out and will leave soon! You must not make a sound before Brother Huang leaves, otherwise he will definitely kill you." Head!”

Liu Yuanhui was trapped in a small wardrobe. It was difficult to even move his fingers, let alone changing into a comfortable position!

"Ling'er? What are you doing?" Song Huizong had already walked into the hall.

Zhao Xuanling quickly left the closet and stepped forward: "Brother, why are you here? I'm just collecting clothes. Please sit down! Hey hey hey... Du Juan, go make some tea!"

"Why are I here? After the Hanlin Academy of Calligraphy and Painting opened, I went to the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting every day except going to court. I haven't seen my little sister for two months, why don't you come over and have a look?" Song Huizong sat down and picked up the tea cup and said.

Zhao Xuanling sat aside and said, "Ling'er just said it casually!"

Then the two started chatting, and then they reminisced about their childhood.

Song Huizong looked at the ceiling and said: "Think about that time when we were in the palace and we were free every day. I often played Cuju, wrote poems and painted pictures! Ling'er even peed his pants at that time, hahaha..."

"Brother, stop talking nonsense!" Zhao Xuanling looked at the wardrobe not far away with a blushing face.

Song Huizong looked at Zhao Xuanling: "Ouch? When did we, Ling'er, learn to be shy? We are just two brothers and sisters here, and there is no one else around. Why are you blushing?"

At this time, Liu Yuanhui was in the closet with a ferocious expression, grinning in pain, and had no time to care about what people outside were saying.

He wanted to kick the cage with a powerful kick, but Zhao Xuanling's words still lingered in his ears.

——"Don't say anything! Otherwise I will chop off your head!"

Helpless, Liu Yuanhui could only pray to all the gods he knew: "Old Zhao, please leave quickly! Stop nagging!"

However, the gods did not listen to Liu Yuanhui's words.

Song Huizong suddenly got up and said: "Ling'er! It seems that we haven't eaten together for many years! How about we, brother and sister, have a meal together today?"

Thinking of Liu Yuanhui who had been huddled in the cabinet for an hour, Zhao Xuanling was on pins and needles at this time, but the emperor's words made her unable to refuse.

Zhao Xuanling could only reply with a look of helplessness: "That's very good, thank you very much, brother!"

Liu Yuanhui in the cabinet happened to hear this conversation clearly.

His expression was dull and tears flowed down quickly...

By the time the royal brother and sister had dinner with a sense of ceremony, another hour had passed. By now it was dark and the palace doors were locked.

Before Song Huizong left, he said: "Ling'er! I am very happy today!"

Zhao Xuanling smiled politely and slightly awkwardly: "Ling'er... is also very happy!"

When the emperor just stepped out of the palace, Zhao Xuanling quickly ran to the wardrobe containing Liu Yuanhui and asked Du Juan to open the lock.

I saw the cabinet door slowly opening by itself, making a long sound of "Gah...".

Liu Yuanhui inside was in a weird posture, rolling his eyes and foaming at the mouth...

Zhao Xuanling looked at the dying Liu Yuanhui and was shocked: "Oh! Liu Yuanhui, are you okay? Sorry, I chatted with the emperor for a little longer! I will let you out right now! Du Juan, help!"

The master and the servant wanted to pull Liu Yuanhui out together.

"Don't move!" Liu Yuanhui used his last bit of strength and said, "I can't get out anymore. Please saw open this wardrobe quickly and carry me out!"

Du Juan quickly found a saw, and it took them a long time to saw open the wardrobe.

At this time, Liu Yuanhui's posture remained unchanged and he fell down.

"Young Master Liu! You!?" Du Juan said.

Liu Yuanhui continued: "Get a small hammer quickly and hit my joints! I can't move!"

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Zhao Xuanling and Du Juan each took a small hammer and hammered Liu Yuanhui's joints for half an hour before Liu Yuanhui slowly stood up.

Liu Yuanhui seemed to be reborn, his eyes were red: "I won't play with you anymore! I want to go home!"

Zhao Xuanling said with a look of sympathy: "Liu Yuanhui, you can't go back! The palace door has been locked!"

"Yes, Young Master Liu!" Du Juan said.

Liu Yuanhui was heartbroken about this place: "I don't care! I want to go home even if I climb over the wall!"

Zhao Xuanling continued: "Absolutely not! If someone is climbing over the wall in Ziwei Palace at this time! If someone is found and calls Zhong Zuosi's people, they will chop you into pieces on the spot!!"

Liu Yuanhui wiped his tears: "Then what do you think we should do!?"

"The only solution for now is..." Zhao Xuanling nodded slightly and continued: "You can only spend the night in my palace..."

Liu Yuanhui was exhausted both physically and mentally at this time, so he didn't think too much and said, "Build the floor, right? Okay! Hurry up! I'm going to rest!"

After hearing this, Du Juan looked at Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling nodded lightly to Du Juan.