The villain is being forced to whitewash again

"What are you doing?"

A sudden voice of questioning sounded, Zhao Yuan's concentration was interrupted, and the hands and feet stretched out and stepped unconsciously slowed down.

Taking advantage of this golden opportunity, Qin Shi took a few steps back without a trace, slightly away from the dangerous distance that can be called the stare of death, turned around, and the speed almost made the hem of his clothes flutter, "I Go outside and bring the horse into the mansion."

Zhao Yuan observed the back in the distance without saying a word, and he was almost able to tear off the disguise just now, and glimpsed the mysterious face that was covered up so that the mountain was not dewy. Although he was not very curious, it was really strange , I always feel very familiar, but I just can't remember who it looks like.

"Emissary Zhao, do you have any opinion on my people?" Director Jia folded his arms on his chest, looking very polite, but in fact he was threatening to question.

Just now he remembered that there was a carriage parked alone outside, and he turned back halfway, intending to let the idle Qin Shi find something to do, but he didn't want to see the scene where Zhao Yuan was suspected of attacking Qin Shi.

"Is he yours?" Zhao Yuan asked suspiciously.

Mr. Jia didn't intend to tell the truth, but there was a hint of probing in his words, and he raised and lowered his index finger gently on his arm, "Of course they are from my side, otherwise where else could they come from? Why do you feel that you seem to be right?" He looks very interested? Has there ever been an intersection?"

Understood the voice-over, this old man is really a thief, Zhao Yuan naturally wouldn't walk into this trap, and easily left his own relationship in it completely, "How is it possible, I have been with you for a long time I haven’t been in or out of the palace anymore, and you saw it just now, alas, it takes a lot of effort to recognize the face of the Holy Majesty, staying in the palace of Beigong has made my past memory irresistibly fading.”

Manager Jia didn't fully believe his nonsense, and said with a slight smile: "Emissary Zhao is so distressed, why don't I suggest to the emperor to transfer you back to the palace? The majestic envoy of the Fifth Grade Imperial Hospital stays in such a small place It is quite a pity that you can't display your outstanding ability, and I think the emperor will definitely agree with it."

Caught off guard, he was slapped with a big hat, Zhao Yuan smiled on his face, secretly thinking that it was terrible, Mr. Jia's every sentence implied that he was dissatisfied with the current arrangement, and the emperor would grow a thorn in his heart even if he didn't get angry. , I haven't seen you for a few years, this old guy's tongue is getting more and more vicious.

Thinking back to the time when he stayed well in the imperial hospital, he suddenly received an imperial decree one day, and appeared in the Beigong palace with his luggage in a blink of an eye, his head was full of black lines.

Later, he became more and more aware of the spearhead. This old chicken thief was jealous that he was often called by the emperor to walk and listen to resolve his worries, so he secretly made a hindrance. If it didn't exist, how could the transfer happen back then? so unpredictable.

It’s just that it has become an established reality, no matter how unconvinced he is, he can only swallow his anger. At the beginning, he still bears the ostentatious title, and in the end, no one even remembers to call the doctor directly, and he bears it again and again.

If it weren't for the fact that he still has contact with the Ministry of Justice, helping him to walk around in the rivers and lakes, staring at the turmoil in the martial arts, and spending time with Bei Gongchen all day, he would be really useless in his next life, and his temper is too bad. It is better not to see each other than to meet enemies.

The smile he showed was very fake, and he replied with thorns all over his body: "The Holy Majesty transferred me to the princess's side naturally because of his consideration. I never had any opinions, but you, Mr. Zhao, could it be that you are questioning me?" Is it His Majesty's decision? Now that the world is waiting for prosperity and state affairs are busy, since you are serving by His Majesty's side, you should be a little bit more knowledgeable, right? You're already old and you can't figure out the north, south, east, and west."

"Stinky boy, do you ever talk to an elderly person like this?" Because it was not the time to break up with him, Director Jia still forcibly grinned, but instead of adding a bit of kindness to the whole person, he appeared to be kind. Very hideous.

Zhao Yuan didn't seem to see that ferocious face at all, he laughed and patted his shoulder, which was much shorter than him, and the atmosphere of a very good old friend was stirred up, even though it was one-sided.

"I'm joking. You must have taken it seriously by accident, right? Be younger and don't be so fussy about everything."

"Emissary Zhao should weigh it as much as possible, my heart is not so big." Mr. Jia grinned and gritted his teeth.

"Oh, then it seems that I'm too young, and I can't bear to forget the old people." He smiled lightly, but his tone carried a trace of coldness that should not be underestimated. He patted it with a certain meaning, "However, there are always some old people who are unwilling to be behind the scenes and insist on making small waves behind the scenes. This is not a good behavior worth advocating. Although I am not in the palace, but as the saying goes, In the Yangtze River, the wave behind pushes the wave ahead, the new in the world chases out the old, if the filthy deeds go too far, it will come back sooner or later, Mr. Jia, what do you think?"

With a gloomy expression, Mr. Jia stretched out his hand and shook off the hand on his shoulder, and said with a snort: "I think some people should see clearly before the untimely events like joy. What is my situation now, I have something to deal with, the emperor still needs me, so let's go first."

He was the only one left in the lobby. Regarding the sarcastic words that Mr. Jia dropped before leaving, he curled the corner of his mouth indifferently, rubbed his index finger with his thumb casually, put them together behind him, and walked out Go outside the lobby.

When he reached the door of Bei Gongchen's resting room, he knocked on the door first, "Princess, are you asleep? I'm afraid I have to tell you something urgent."

There seemed to be a sigh in the room, "Come in, I'm not asleep."

After getting the promise, he immediately pushed the door open and went in, only to see the pink curtain embroidered with rich and noble peonies on the innermost side was tied down by a thin spike flower rope, and the white lotus root arm that was as white as jade fell from the bed to the ground from the clothes. The sleeves were exposed, and the slender fingers were wrapped around the Suohua rope.

The thin silk clothes slowly slipped off the fragrant shoulders, bringing out a faint fragrance, which is obviously a beautiful scenery that almost takes away the seven souls and six souls of a person, but Bei Gongchen is expressing depression all over his body. What does Le mean.

He supported his forehead with a headache, and went up to help pull up the collar that was half off, as if the old woman tried to persuade: "Princess, can't you pay more attention to your image? Fortunately, I came in. If you let Wouldn't it be a problem for other people to see it?"

Angrily rolled up the quilt on the bed, Bei Gongchen wrapped herself into a thick cocoon, and murmured dully inside, "Anyway, I have neither father nor mother, and my husband is a sinner who deserves what he deserves." Han, who else would care, there is nothing wrong with that."

Here it is again, this kind of similar quotations of preferring to be a salted fish for a lifetime and not turning over started again, he feels his head hurts even more, it has been several months, why is it still not getting better, although it is not serious enough to want to shave his hair and become a nun , but going on like this is not an option.

"Princess, can you come out first? I really have something very important to tell you."

The inside of the cocoon was talking dully, "Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chanting scriptures, as soon as I come out, you will definitely talk about it for a long time like before, tell me to go out for a walk to bask in the sun, anyway, you can't stay in the room all the time Here, whoever wants to go can go by himself, I just won’t go anyway.”

"It's really not this time, princess, princess?" Zhao Yuan finally gave up after asking a few words from the side, left from the bed, stood by the door and said, "Okay, it seems that the emperor can only do it this time." Returned disappointed.”

The flat cocoon on the bed was suddenly lifted, and Bei Gongchen said in disbelief: "Are you serious? The emperor brother is here?"

Zhao Yuan sighed pretentiously, "Although I haven't seen you for a long time, it seems that there was an accident on the way, and the clothes were messed up, as if they escaped from a disaster, and they seemed to be injured. There are only Mr. of……"

"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Hearing this, Bei Gongchen became impatient, and casually pulled a thin coat on the wooden hook through his arm, and hastily cleaned up the untidy clothes, refusing to step out All the salty fish declarations in one step were left behind, and he slammed the door and ran away in a gust of wind.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhao Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, he finally persuaded him to come out, and it was the emperor's favor.

He caught a maid on the way, asked anxiously if he had seen the emperor, and after pointing out the direction stammeringly, Bei Gongchen continued to run without looking back. After a long distance, he saw Mr. The old clothes came out of the opened room, and I couldn't help being overjoyed.

Manager Jia was just about to raise his head when he suddenly saw a woman like a crazy woman rushing towards him from a distance, his eyes widened in shock, before he could yell to protect the emperor, this person stopped at a critical moment, sweating profusely He put his hands on his hips and said out of breath, "Brother Emperor... is he inside?"

Only then did he recognize who the person in front of him was, Mr. Jia couldn't help but his face twitched, and he said that the girl's eighteenth change, why is the princess still such a big man's temper, really don't need to change it?

"The emperor is indeed inside..."

"That's great, I haven't seen the emperor's brother for a long time, I must have a long talk with him today!" Before Boss Jia could finish speaking, Bei Gongchen immediately smiled and went straight in.

"Wait..." Manager Jia, who wanted to stop her, slammed the door, and a bunch of crows flew over his head slowly, holding his mouth, all right, just pretend he didn't say anything, turned around and left out the gate.