What are you making a fuss about?

Word by word: "Please, me."

"Please, sir." Jing Zhao spat, "We're going to die together." As Jing Zhao grabbed Xie Ling's sleeve, Xie Ling hissed and backed away. A spark exploded in the sky.

Jing Zhao was stunned for a moment, Xie Ling whipped his silver whip, grabbed Xiang Jing Zhao's wrist, and walked out.

"You're serious." Jing Zhao was one part surprised and nine parts angry.

"Nonsense, I don't know how to set up a false formation." Xie Ling tripped over a withered vine beside the stone, and the two of them staggered a few steps and rushed straight down to the lake.

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A layer of turf was scalded off the ground where the array was drawn just now, Xie Ling yelled "ahhh", the silver whip was wrapped around Jing Zhao's wrist, the slope was steep, and the two of them had no intention of stopping.

Jing Zhao flicked the whip in his hand indiscriminately, cursing: "The disaster star is like you, stay away from me..."

The farce ended with a stone, half-buried in the soil and decorated with grass, and the two fell into the lake with a "plop".

The sound of water drowned out the curses of the two, and the nearby maid heard the movement and hurried to call for someone.

Xie Ling grew up in the mountains, so she didn't know how to swim, so she held onto Jing Zhao's arm tightly.Jing Zhao was so entangled by this man that he couldn't use his hands and feet, and he couldn't float up for a while.

"Let go, you want to die..." Jing Zhao choked up a few sips of water, and hurriedly pushed Xie Ling's hand away.

Xie Ling's face turned pale, he didn't move or speak, and his hands tightened even more.

"Death Calamity Star, let go." Jing Zhao felt his whole body sinking, as if being grabbed by the ankle by a water ghost.Xie Ling's hands were locked on his waist, and it was hard to breathe, but this made it even more uncomfortable.

Jing Zhao lowered his head, met Xie Ling's terrified eyes, and was immediately discouraged, "Ah...dead...are you afraid of water?"

"Oh, it's okay, I won't die, this lake is very shallow, as long as...cough...you let go, I...can take you up."

The water slowly flowed over Xie Ling's neck, Jing Zhao's half body was numb, and he waved his other hand vigorously.

"Let go, let go slowly..." Jing Zhao stroked Xie Ling's hair.

Xie Ling was extremely stubborn and would not let go.

At this time, a voice came from the shore, and many eunuchs hurried down to rescue people.The lake in the Imperial Garden was indeed not too deep before, and you can see the bottom at a glance in autumn.Because of this, the emperor felt that there was no taste of a lake. Last year, he specially asked the palace people to deepen and widen the lake, which is why the slope is so steep.

After busying for a while, they finally caught the two of them up.

Jing Zhao just choked on a few sips of water, but nothing serious happened. Xie Ling's face was still pale and conscious, and he knelt on the ground and spit out a few sips of water, but he still didn't say a word.

When the emperor rushed over, he looked at the two sitting on the ground with complicated expressions, and murmured in his heart: In just a few words, Jing Zhao actually put himself in such a mess.

Today the queen took all the concubines in the palace to the mountain to pray for blessings, who is the girl next to Jing Zhao?It doesn't look like a palace maid.

Jing Zhao obviously had something on his mind, so he sat there without saying a word.

"All right, go change your clothes." Jing Hui said.

Jing Zhao frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he stood up and pulled the clothes stuck to his body and the messy hair.He turned his head and said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, get up."

After finishing speaking, he squatted down and picked up Xie Ling.Everyone quickly made way for them.

Jing Hui looked at Jing Zhao's wet back, and felt a little depressed for a moment. Was he being ignored?

The moment Xie Ling was picked up by Teng Kong, she was stunned, and the warmth came from behind her, making her feel that she was still alive.Above his head was the sound of Jing Zhao's rapid breathing.

Walking halfway, Jing Zhao said to a young eunuch who followed, "Let the imperial dining room cook a bowl of ginger soup."

After walking for an unknown distance, Xie Ling slowly recovered, and said in a low voice: "Put me down..."

Jing Zhao paused, "Put me down." Xie Ling raised her voice.

"You're wet." Jing Zhao said, paused, and then said, "Your talisman paper is also wet."

"Wait a while, you will arrive at the Shangyi Bureau, you can... wait a while and then come down."

Xie Ling didn't make a sound anymore, but still hugged him.Xie Ling is probably too crazy on weekdays, and is used to running up and down, so Jing Zhao is not used to being silent at this time.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Zhao kicked open the door of the Shangyi Bureau and shouted inside, "Get some dry clothes."

Just as the maids in the courtyard were about to go up to meet him, they saw Jing Zhao walking towards the side courtyard, and the grandma hurriedly asked someone to pack up some clothes and come out.

Jing Zhao put the man in the side courtyard and then withdrew.

Walking into the main hall of the Shangyi Bureau, he said: "It's wet inside and out, pack it up quickly and send it in." He sat down on a chair and took a bowl of tea to his mouth.

"My lord, you..."

"What me, you have clothes I can wear?" Jing Zhao glared at the nanny, "I don't dare to wear a dragon robe."

Jing Zhao felt depressed, and cursed at the court ladies who were embroidering: "What are you looking at, have you ever seen falling into the water?"

The nanny turned her head and gave them a wink, and all the maids bowed their heads.

Jing Zhao twisted his sleeves, frowned and looked at the sky.

When Xie Ling came out fully dressed, she saw Jing Zhao staring at him as if someone else owed him [-] million.

Xie Ling was wearing a brocade skirt with white patterns of epiphyllum and rain, her hair was draped over, and there were still water marks on her face, she tilted her head and was messing with her hair.

"Why are the sleeves so procrastinating? I can't even lift my hands." Xie Ling complained.

"This dress...is beautiful." Jing Zhao said in a low voice.

Xie Ling walked up to him, "Looks good? That's it, I still can't walk."

"Hey... why don't you change it? Does it stick to your body?" Xie Ling shook her hair.

Jing Zhaoqing coughed, "There are no clothes I can wear here."

"Oh, Xiao Nan will buy it for you." Xiao Nan's original name was Nan Feng, and he was Jing Zhao Qianshu Pavilion's attendant.

Xie Ling twisted her hair around a few times, then took out a plain hairpin from her bosom, and pinned it on her head.

"These are the clothes women in the palace wear. Do you still want to enter the palace after wearing them?" Jing Zhao asked.

Xie Ling raised her eyebrows, "Although it is inconvenient, if there is a wonderful competition for favor, it is still acceptable."

Jing Zhao: "..."

Grandma: "..."

All the court ladies: "..."

At this time, an eunuch came in with two bowls of ginger soup, and another eunuch holding a handful of clothes came from behind, "See you, my lord, this..."

"Give it to her." Jing Zhao pointed to Xie Ling.

"Hey, I don't need it. I won't get sick after soaking in ice water for half an hour. He seems to need it more." Xie Ling waved his hand.

Jing Zhao was taken aback for a moment, thought for a while and said, "The water in the palace is quite evil, and I'm afraid it will damage your cultivation."

Xie Ling looked at him suspiciously, and heard him say again: "In case your cultivation level looses up a bit in the future, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Xie Ling stood there for a while, and finally picked up a bowl suspiciously and finished drinking.

The ginger soup seems to have added brown sugar, it is sweet with a little ginger fragrance, and it is warm in the throat and warm in the stomach.

"Are you afraid of water?" Jing Zhao asked.

Xie Ling's complexion changed, and he said after a while, "No."

"Then...why don't you let go of holding me..." Jing Zhao raised his head and asked, and put the bowl on the table again.

"Damn, old Huang Li, here is a story, do you want to hear it?" Xie Ling asked.

"As you like." Jing Zhao stood up and took the clothes from the eunuch.

"Change it quickly, and I'll tell you when I come out." Xie Ling also put the bowl back on the table.

Jing Zhao shrugged and walked into the room.

Nanny walked up to Xie Ling and handed her a bowl of hot tea to warm her hands.

"Young lady, take care of yourself. You mustn't freeze everything in your house," said the nanny.

"No, I've been fine since I was a child." Xie Ling said with a smile, "Ma'am, you sit too, what are you doing standing up?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Mammy's face, "Sit down." Xie Ling patted the chair beside her.

"Oh, good." Mammy replied with a smile.

Xie Ling thought for a while and said: "Mother, is there any interesting story in this palace?" Xie Ling had heard from someone who knew that the elderly mothers in the palace knew a lot of secrets, and some of them might have experienced many secrets. Sanchao, but the old baby.

Mammy was taken aback again, "Story?"

Xie Ling nodded sharply, her eyes full of expectation. "Something, is there a civet cat for the crown prince and a smart court lady?"

"Miss, be careful with your words and deeds, you can't talk nonsense about the affairs of the palace." The nanny looked serious.

Xie Ling let out a long sigh, "Can't you say that?"

Mammy's face softened slightly, "Girl, there is nothing good in the palace."

"Oh, it's not good?" Xie Ling said in frustration.

"Of course it's not good. If you enter the palace, you can't go to the restaurant to drink casually, and you can't wear the clothes you like. Every time you go to sacrifices and banquets, you have to sit in the hall with hairpins on your hair. Be careful what you say." To be honest, you can’t just eat casually.” Jing Zhao opened the door, carrying wet clothes in his hand.

"Is that so?" Xie Ling turned to Nanny and asked.

Mammy nodded with a smile.

"No, you are talking about those virtuous and generous concubines. If I aspire to be a generation of demon concubines, those rules and regulations you mentioned will be unnecessary."

Jing Zhao strode forward, "Yaofei? Do you think the emperor is a fool?"

"The demon concubine may not be in the last generation." Xie Ling muttered softly.

Jing Zhao shook his head helplessly, "As long as you are like this, no one wants to be a court lady in the palace." As soon as these words came out, the audience was extremely quiet.

The two eunuchs looked at each other, and Mammy looked at Jing Zhao and dared not refute.

Xie Ling's hands trembled a little, and he tried his best to restrain himself and said: "You are not the emperor, so you are not qualified to judge."

Jing Zhao was taken aback, and thought: You still want to judge the emperor?

"The Emperor is here—"

Xie Ling was startled, and quickly stood up, saying that the emperor is here.

A touch of bright yellow appeared in the green shade, and before Xie Ling could respond, Jing Zhao pressed his shoulders and bowed his head in salute.

"Get up." Jing Hui said.

"Go and do what you should do." The eunuch beside Jing Hui said to everyone.