The Regent is not dead yet

All the incenses sent from the palace entered the Qingxin Pavilion, and the guards also stood around the gate of the pavilion, all wearing Xuanjia, looking very majestic.

The monks in the temple came in with the guards and recounted the roster, then locked the door cautiously, turned around and went to the front yard.

All the treasures bestowed by the new emperor are rare treasures, and they are even more valuable. In addition, the sudden imperial gift, the temple has not yet made a decision on where to use these objects, so it has decided to reserve them for later. It will be discussed after the enthronement ceremony.

Most of the buildings in the courtyard are made of wood. Although the door locks are closed at this time, the windows are not closed.

The people who came to pray and the abbot of the temple were all in the front yard. Amid the distant noise, this small Qingxin Pavilion seemed extremely quiet.

Quiet and weird.

None of the guards guarding the doors and windows of the Qingxin Pavilion spoke. They all looked highly nervous and stared at the doors and windows without blinking, as if they were watching some supernatural event that was about to happen.

As time passed, the sun on the top of the mountain rose again.

The surrounding area of ​​the empty courtyard was still quiet, but a guard who saw it suddenly shifted his gaze - he found a fluffy bird standing on the fence beside the courtyard at some point.

The guards in the palace suddenly remembered what Eunuch Lai Xi had ordered when they came this morning, their expressions tightened immediately, and they fixed their eyes on the little sparrow's position.

It can be said that the sparrow is not exactly the same.

Although the bird standing on the fence was still a fledgling, it could already be seen that it was very beautiful.

I don't know what species it is. The bright yellow fur on its body is fluffy and soft, and there is a kind of innocence in the bright black eyes. The light red beak combed the feathers lightly, and then tilted its head. It happened to meet the guard's eyes.

Zhu He: "..."

Guard: "..."

For some reason, the guard felt that he could see the embarrassment of being caught as a pickpocket from the bird's expression.

So in the next second, the fluffy tender yellow bird immediately shifted its gaze, and changed its posture on the fence, then flapped its small wings, pointed at the most hidden window of Qingxin Pavilion, and pierced in .

Guard: "..."

However, no matter how fast the bird moved, the guards in the palace had already made complete preparations before coming this time.

The nearby guards nodded to each other, and at the same time they all stepped forward and slammed the windows of the pavilion.

There was a "click", the sound of a lock outside the window.

Zhuhe; "?"

The little bird who just jumped in and couldn't even stand on his feet was dumbfounded.

The light in the early morning was not strong at all, and in just a moment, the light in the whole house became darker and darker. Except for the occasional gleam of light coming in through the patio sealed off by the roof, it was almost impossible to see anything clearly.

And the bright yellow and round chick saw the lacquered wooden box in front of her at a glance, hesitated for two seconds, then stretched out her claws and touched the box tentatively.

The exquisitely carved pear wooden box was not locked, and the loosely hung clasp was flicked by delicate claws, and it immediately popped open.

In an instant, the light of the Ye Mingzhu filled the entire Qingxin Pavilion.

With the help of the sudden bright light, Zhu He finally clearly saw the treasures in the palace that he missed day and night.

Have you seen this South Pearl?so big!his!

Look no further than this imperial green emerald bead string!Such a long list!his!

Look at this glass beauty couch!Huh, the last time I reluctantly lay down on this to die, it seemed like it was still yesterday.

Looking at it, Zhu He couldn't help shedding sad tears.

He used to be the owner of these things, but now these things are given by that little bastard to the bald men in the temple who only let him eat vegetarian every day!

The little chick chirped a few times, flapped its tender wings a few times, and a beautiful young man suddenly appeared in Qingxin Pavilion.

The young man's appearance was very good, but at this moment, even the tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be filled with grievances.

He seemed to have just woken up not long ago, and the dull hair on the top of his head swayed from side to side with his movements.

Immediately afterwards, the young man rubbed the tip of his nose, turned his head to look at the tightly locked doors and windows, turned around, carefully touched a big night pearl with his left hand and right hand, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Different from Yan Rong who prepared all the clothes for him in the East Palace before, this time Zhu He learned from his previous experience and specially wore a dress with a lot of pockets before coming here.

Unexpectedly, Hehe's dress has sixteen pockets inside and out!

Zhuhe happily swept away all the precious jewels and gold, which made the whole clothes heavy.

He took a breath of money contentedly, and then lay down peacefully on his favorite glazed beauty couch, quite satisfied.

Zhuhe still remembered that this colored glaze couch was brought back by Lou Cang when he exterminated the Xiongnu. The glazed couch was inlaid with more than 1000 agates and oriental pearls, as well as hollowed-out reliefs inlaid with gold and jade, which sparkled when lying on it. Shimmering, very beautiful.

Lou Cang is really a good person, even if he doesn't like him, and he doesn't want to be a gourd brother with him, otherwise he wouldn't reject him so many times.

Ugh.

Maybe he is a general who has only the common people in his heart.

Zhuhe sighed for a long time, couldn't help touching his beauty couch, and said sadly to the beauty couch: "Dear, can I remove some beads from you? I swear, just a little bit." .”

The beast-headed glazed beauty couch ignored him.

The young boy's light-white fingertips dug for a long time, but unfortunately the quality of the Xiongnu's products was so good that he didn't dig up a single one.

Zhuhe was heartbroken, and hugged his baby tightly: "What a beautiful couch..."

Sleep on it and don't want to get up.

Zhuhe tossed and turned on the beauty's couch in grief for a while, then sat up reluctantly, and searched the whole room carefully again.

After reconfirming that all the things that are convenient to carry have been put into his pockets, Zhu He returned to the beauty's couch, crossed his legs, and counted his property.

"Sell this first after you go out, and exchange some money to eat Zuichunlou... Well, let's sell this first, I like this color like a crane."

Zhuhe wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get out, anyway, after the enthronement ceremony was over, the monks in the temple would definitely come here to rearrange their things, so he could just fly out when the time came.

A rich future is at hand!

Soon he is a flying away!No need to eat vegetarian food!Listen to Buddhist scriptures!There is no need to criticize the memorial!No more pain in the butt!Never having to be pressed on the bed and pulled back by his ankles, he will not be able to sleep for a long time all night!

Don't mention Zhuhe's beautiful mood, even Bai Shengsheng's feet twitched on the beauty's couch.

While humming a little song that only he could hear in a soft voice, he put the orbs that had been counted back into his pocket one by one from left to right.

However, when he loaded the last two.

Suddenly there were a few footsteps outside the house.

Zhuhe's sense of hearing is naturally much more sensitive than that of ordinary people, and he can easily hear footsteps from far away.

However, the few footsteps just now were only a very short few seconds, and soon there was no sound, and there was no other movement.

Zhu He was stunned for a moment, and listened carefully for a while, and then he was sure that he must have heard wrong, so he relaxed, touched the last bead, and stretched out his hand to put it in his pocket.

And at the second when the beads were about to enter the pocket——

The sound of a door lock suddenly rang in his ears.

That voice didn't even give Zhuhe any time to react.

In just a moment, the wooden door that had been tightly closed opened suddenly.

Different from the cold light of the luminous pearl, the fierce and brilliant sunlight with palpable warmth filled the whole room in an instant, exposing every inch and every foot to the sunlight.

A slender figure stood in front of Qingxin Pavilion.

He was dressed in black clothes, facing the morning light, so he couldn't see his facial features clearly, but the sight he looked at slightly lowered his head was different from the warmth of the morning light, with an unconcealable gloom and depth.

That figure seemed to be an evil god descending with the sun.

Not just by coincidence or intentionally, the position of the beast-headed glazed beauty couch is right in the middle of the house.

And the young man sitting cross-legged on the beauty's couch seemed to be a sacrifice to the evil god.

The sacrifice was pure and harmless, with a simple expression, and in his hand was a gift from the evil god, which contained temptation.

The warm light outlined Yan Rong's figure softly.

He walked in stepping on the morning light that spread on the ground, the more he walked in, the clearer his outstanding features became.

Perhaps it was because Zhu He seldom looked at Yan Rong carefully.

It wasn't until today when the two inevitably ran into each other head-on that Zhu He realized that Yan Rong's complexion was no longer the same as the Qing Jun of his youth, but more radiant and beautiful.

At a certain moment when he walked over...suddenly, he looked a little like the fairy he liked when he was sent down to Xiantai.

Because of this, Zhuhe inevitably froze for a moment.

This stunned time was long enough for Yan Rong to come over, stand in front of Zhu He, and even raised his hand to easily lift Zhu He's jaw.

Zhu He was forced to meet his eyes.

Those eyes that were once gentle and watery are now gloomy like a deep pool, filled with longing and madness that Zhu He couldn't understand.

Zhuhe: "!"

Zhuhe came back to his senses suddenly, and found that the sunlight in the room seemed to be gradually fading in the next second, so he turned his gaze to look behind the person in front of him.

The door made of bamboo and wood of Qingxin Pavilion closed little by little behind Yan Rong, and less and less light penetrated into the room.

Zhuhe's heart sank, and he didn't even care about what Yan Rong said in his ear when he lowered his head, but put all his energy on the technique.

Cranes become cranes, cranes become cranes, and cranes change rapidly——

Why can't Hehe change? ! !

Zhuhe tried twice with full concentration, but failed once.

He still looked like a weak and powerless young man who could be bullied by others, but the door behind Yan Rong that allowed him to see the sun and fly away was only the last gap left.

Click.

All the sunlight seemed to be disconnected, blocked out of the door, and did not flow in even a little bit.

The cold and gloomy beam of light from the Ye Mingzhu rose slowly again, illuminating the beauty couch where Zhu He was sitting, and also reflecting Yan Rong's face.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's soft lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them lightly.

Immediately, he leaned forward, bringing out the most customary, most deceptively gentle smile.

The scorching hot breath hit Zhu He's ears, causing him to shiver slightly.

But this time, Zhu He finally heard Yan Rong's words clearly.

His voice was low and soft, like the whisper of the closest lover under the bed.

His pretty lips curled into a sharp arc, and he said softly, "Uncle Huang, run away."

The author has something to say: Hehe: No, I'm just a pickpocket bird.

Hehe: Why does my butt hurt when I'm a pickpocket? There must be something wrong.

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Good night =3=

ps: Remember to wear a mask when you go out.

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感谢在2020-06-1923:35:05~2020-06-2120:37:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ferry Lin Yongdu, Jiu Yelan, 418718961;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：41871896、盏茶10瓶；一只酸萝卜6瓶；墨准安3瓶；叙幕、苏恩kY*2瓶；ferry林永渡、浅曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Click.

All the sunlight seemed to be disconnected, blocked out of the door, and did not flow in even a little bit.

The cold and gloomy beam of light from the Ye Mingzhu rose slowly again, illuminating the beauty couch where Zhu He was sitting, and also reflecting Yan Rong's face.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's soft lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them lightly.

Immediately, he leaned forward, bringing out the most customary, most deceptively gentle smile.

The scorching hot breath hit Zhu He's ears, causing him to shiver slightly.

But this time, Zhu He finally heard Yan Rong's words clearly.

His voice was low and soft, like the whisper of the closest lover under the bed.

His pretty lips curled into a sharp arc, and he said softly, "Uncle Huang, run away."

The author has something to say: Hehe: No, I'm just a pickpocket bird.

Hehe: Why does my butt hurt when I'm a pickpocket? There must be something wrong.

-

Good night =3=

ps: Remember to wear a mask when you go out.

-

感谢在2020-06-1923:35:05~2020-06-2120:37:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ferry Lin Yongdu, Jiu Yelan, 418718961;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：41871896、盏茶10瓶；一只酸萝卜6瓶；墨准安3瓶；叙幕、苏恩kY*2瓶；ferry林永渡、浅曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Click.

All the sunlight seemed to be disconnected, blocked out of the door, and did not flow in even a little bit.

The cold and gloomy beam of light from the Ye Mingzhu rose slowly again, illuminating the beauty couch where Zhu He was sitting, and also reflecting Yan Rong's face.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's soft lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them lightly.

Immediately, he leaned forward, bringing out the most customary, most deceptively gentle smile.

The scorching hot breath hit Zhu He's ears, causing him to shiver slightly.

But this time, Zhu He finally heard Yan Rong's words clearly.

His voice was low and soft, like the whisper of the closest lover under the bed.

His pretty lips curled into a sharp arc, and he said softly, "Uncle Huang, run away."

The author has something to say: Hehe: No, I'm just a pickpocket bird.

Hehe: Why does my butt hurt when I'm a pickpocket? There must be something wrong.

-

Good night =3=

ps: Remember to wear a mask when you go out.

-

感谢在2020-06-1923:35:05~2020-06-2120:37:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ferry Lin Yongdu, Jiu Yelan, 418718961;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：41871896、盏茶10瓶；一只酸萝卜6瓶；墨准安3瓶；叙幕、苏恩kY*2瓶；ferry林永渡、浅曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Click.

All the sunlight seemed to be disconnected, blocked out of the door, and did not flow in even a little bit.

The cold and gloomy beam of light from the Ye Mingzhu rose slowly again, illuminating the beauty couch where Zhu He was sitting, and also reflecting Yan Rong's face.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's soft lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them lightly.

Immediately, he leaned forward, bringing out the most customary, most deceptively gentle smile.

The scorching hot breath hit Zhu He's ears, causing him to shiver slightly.

But this time, Zhu He finally heard Yan Rong's words clearly.

His voice was low and soft, like the whisper of the closest lover under the bed.

His pretty lips curled into a sharp arc, and he said softly, "Uncle Huang, run away."

The author has something to say: Hehe: No, I'm just a pickpocket bird.

Hehe: Why does my butt hurt when I'm a pickpocket? There must be something wrong.

-

Good night =3=

ps: Remember to wear a mask when you go out.

-

感谢在2020-06-1923:35:05~2020-06-2120:37:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ferry Lin Yongdu, Jiu Yelan, 418718961;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：41871896、盏茶10瓶；一只酸萝卜6瓶；墨准安3瓶；叙幕、苏恩kY*2瓶；ferry林永渡、浅曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Click.

All the sunlight seemed to be disconnected, blocked out of the door, and did not flow in even a little bit.

The cold and gloomy beam of light from the Ye Mingzhu rose slowly again, illuminating the beauty couch where Zhu He was sitting, and also reflecting Yan Rong's face.

Yan Rong stroked Zhu He's soft lips with his fingertips, and rubbed them lightly.

Immediately, he leaned forward, bringing out the most customary, most deceptively gentle smile.

The scorching hot breath hit Zhu He's ears, causing him to shiver slightly.

But this time, Zhu He finally heard Yan Rong's words clearly.

His voice was low and soft, like the whisper of the closest lover under the bed.

His pretty lips curled into a sharp arc, and he said softly, "Uncle Huang, run away."

The author has something to say: Hehe: No, I'm just a pickpocket bird.

Hehe: Why does my butt hurt when I'm a pickpocket? There must be something wrong.

-

Good night =3=

ps: Remember to wear a mask when you go out.

-

感谢在2020-06-1923:35:05~2020-06-2120:37:22期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: ferry Lin Yongdu, Jiu Yelan, 418718961;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：41871896、盏茶10瓶；一只酸萝卜6瓶；墨准安3瓶；叙幕、苏恩kY*2瓶；ferry林永渡、浅曦1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!