Spring is harmonious, April is the graceful and luxurious peony blooming season, in the past every year the queen will gather together from all the palace concubines to hold a peony flower party.

The concubines climbed each other's various peonies, performed a carefully prepared program at the flower party, and the peony flower king carefully selected by the minister and the emperor. Kao can be praised by nobles and celebrities, a hundred taels of gold, and the most important thing is to get the emperor's favor for three nights.

But the day before yesterday, Queen Murong Yi was deposed, and Rong Guifei Sima Jiao had a murder case, and poured two basins of cold water on everyone who welcomed the peony festival one after another, and no one cared about the peony flower meeting.

This morning, Concubine Rong suffered a perverted death in the boudoir, which quickly spread to every corner of the palace, and everyone began to endanger themselves, and a layer of gloomy clouds and mist shrouded the sky over the palace.

Last year, Xiao Jingyu got three rare black peonies, one for himself, one for Li Chengxiang Junye, and the last one for Rong Guifei, who won the Kao.

According to the temperament of Rong Guifei in the past, she had to show off in front of the concubines and ridicule everyone, but she didn't expect that the flower bones of today's black peony had not yet bloomed in color, and the beauty died first.

The spring breeze was blowing, skipping the silent gazebo, Yan Zijin, who was dressed in light green clothes, stood up to stop Li Junye, and hurriedly said: "Let me restore the case."

Li Junye put the jade gourd on the table, raised his eyebrows at Yan Zijin with his sleeves, and made a gesture of listening to his ears.

Yan Zi gathered his sleeves, paced two steps, his slender neck turned to the sky, and said with feelings brewing in his eyes: "Anyway, last night the heavy rain poured, Concubine Rong was tossing and turning in bed, thinking about Jing Yu in her heart, and when she fell asleep in a daze, suddenly a thunderbolt exploded, and a strange black shadow flashed in front of the window curtain.

Concubine Rong was startled and just wanted to shout loudly.

The gangster covered her mouth, pulled out his belt to shackle her, and then elegantly peeled off the delicate petals of the peony and began the sinful teasing.

Concubine Rong gradually experienced happiness in the process of resisting, and began to cooperate slowly.

Who knew that the murderer put on his pants and turned into a wolf, ruthlessly gouged out her eyes, cut her delicate skin with a knife, and did not allow her to commit suicide.

The rainy day became his natural cover, and the man erased all traces left in an orderly manner, and finally left in style.

Poor Concubine Rong struggled until dawn, and the palace maid who came to serve loosened the shackles on her mouth, but she committed suicide in humiliation. ”

Yan Zijin performed the humiliated Concubine Rong for a while, and the murderer for a while, and performed in a good manner, as if he was on the scene to watch last night's big play.

Li Junye thought that the "Lotus Boy" who everyone praised was like this in private, and he cried estimally, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Jun Ye, did you say what I said right?" Yan Zijin learned to be like a woman, and half covered her face and threw a flattering eye.

Li Junye felt inexplicably spicy, squeezed the white jade gourd bottle tightly, and said impulsively to beat him: "What you said is roughly the same."

Yan Zijin sat there, shaking his fan, and in a second he regained the image of a beautiful son.

Yan Zijin continued to analyze and said: "The murderer must not be an ordinary ordinary man, the murderer is good at using short knives, his body shape and appearance should not be bad, judging from the scene, Concubine Rong's struggle is not violent."

Li Junye nodded in agreement and added: "Judging from the evidence he erased, he should be very familiar with the palace, able to avoid the guards, and retreat in an orderly manner."

"It's very likely that someone from inside the palace ......"

The two looked at each other and said in tacit understanding.

When Li Junye and Yan Zijin were restoring the case in the pavilion, the news of Rong Guifei's murder spread to every corner of the palace.

The official tried their best to cover up the fact that she was insulted by a man, and it was like a rotten egg in a crack, which caused the flies to get excited to come close and inquire.

"Sima Jiao was insulted ......by a man and committed suicide this morning," Mo Xiangli couldn't help frowning when he heard Hua Xi say happily.

After Hua Xihuan was over, her apricot eyes showed pity again, and she sighed: "Although I am extremely disgusted with her, this end is really miserable, and I have been insulted by other men, which is too pitiful."

Mo Xiangli stared at the flower face in the bronze mirror, straightened the newly sparse bun with the armrest, pasted a red flower on the bun, compared it to the bronze mirror and asked, "Ah Huan, do you say that I am good-looking or Sima Jiao is good-looking?"

Hua Xihuan's big apricot eyes turned to Mo Xiangli's beautiful face, and there was a trace of doubt in her eyes, and she said in a daze: "Naturally, I am leaving."

Mo Xiangli had a faint grief in his eyes, pursed his mouth, and muttered, "Then how could he be so ...... to her?"

"Ah, Li'er, what did you say?" Hua Xihuan didn't hear what she said clearly, and asked again in confusion.

Mo Xiangli angrily dropped the flower ornament, climbed back on the bed, covered the brocade quilt and said, "It's nothing."

Hua Xihuan is the second monk who is confused, who is Li'er angry about?

Hua Xihuan held the tray, when she passed by the courtyard, she looked up at the sky, the sun in the sky was cloudy again, and the dark clouds in the sky began to gather again, and she said in her heart: It should rain lightly in the afternoon.

Han Qing looked at the endless light rain falling outside the window, frowned irritably, and said to the moon shadow serving beside him, "I want to bathe."

Moon Shadow nodded, and obediently went down to prepare.

It wasn't until Han Qing was immersed in the warm warm water and frowned that he stretched out, and Moon Shadow stood behind him, looking at the scars left by the war everywhere on his white back, and his fingers touched the body with the story, and his heart trembled.

Han Qing sat in the bathtub, closed his eyes and said quietly: "I want to bathe for seven days and seven nights."

"Why?" Moon Shadow was stunned as she wiped Han Qing's shoulder, and asked suspiciously.

"I feel dirty." Han Qing said softly.

"Dirty?" Moon Shadow looked Han Qing's fair and clean body up and down, and said in surprise.

"Dirty." Han Qing said firmly.

Moon Shadow looked at the kiss marks on Han Qing's chest and neck, and his heart said that it was not last night, and he held back the question in his chest all morning, and finally couldn't help but break his mouth and said: "Master Han, why is the emperor in Jinque Tower this morning, is he ...... with you?"

Hearing this, Han Qing slowly opened his eyes, looking at Moon Shadow's confused face, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his thin lips.

He reached out and grabbed Moon Shadow's hand steadily, stared at her uneasy eyes, and said ambiguously, "Are you jealous?"

"Moon Shadow, Moon Shadow doesn't." Moon Shadow was so frightened that the rag in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, not daring to look directly into Han Qing's breathtaking eyes.

"Last night, it was the emperor who went to the wrong house and kissed me as his concubine, I kindly kept him for the night, but nothing happened, if you want something to happen, it has to be ......"

Han Qing ambiguously kneaded the soft wattle, stared at Moon Shadow's little face that was getting redder and redder, and deliberately didn't point out the last word, but he didn't mean the best of the two.

"I'm in Beihan, except for a wife, the positions below are all empty." Han Qing held her hand and said seductively.

"Childe laughed, the slave maid is just Mu Yun's palace maid." Moon Shadow pulled out her palm in a panic, took a step back, picked up the fallen bath cloth, and said with her head down.

Han Qing retreated to the edge of the barrel, but smiled silently.

Moon Shadow probed the temperature of the water, bowed her head and said, "The water is not hot enough, Moon Shadow told them to boil more hot water" and hurriedly closed the door, fleeing with a turbulent spring heart.

Han Qing looked at the door that was still trembling slightly, and closed his eyes with a smile. Casting a long line to catch big fish has always been the most interesting thing.

I don't know how long it took, the carved wooden door that closed opened again, and the sound of soft and steady footsteps poured into the room with a hint of coolness.

The sound of steady footsteps stopped in front of the bath bucket for a long time, and a slender hand slowly reached into the bath tub, picked up a pool of still water, stared at the water that escaped from the palm of his hand, I don't know what he thought, and the corners of his mouth showed an unpredictable smile.

The hand suddenly covered the hand and let go of the imprisoned water in his palm, splashing high on the ground water droplets, staining Han Qing's long and dense eyelashes.

"The water is cold, why no one adds water." A mellow and luxurious voice resounded in the air.

Han Qing slowly opened her eyelashes, and her thick black eyelashes were covered with crystal droplets, like a morning flower with a fragile beauty.

For the first time, he began to look at the man in front of him again with great seriousness:

The seemingly warm face, but the facial features are angular, and the nose in the center is high and straight, bringing a man's masculinity.

A pair of dragon eyebrows that fly obliquely into the temples are thick and black and delicate, and if you don't look carefully, you will think it is a sword eyebrow.

A pair of phoenix eyes have long eyes, a shallow smile on the surface, hidden in the inside, and the eyes are looking forward to infinite elegance.

The color of the mouth is straight and thin, and the corners of the lips are always upward when he is not smiling.

A good face that seems handsome and benevolent, but I didn't expect that it was Bo En's ruthlessness inside, which is extremely interesting, no wonder he fell in love with him.

While Han Qing looked at Xiao Jingyu, Xiao Jingyu's eyes also lingered on Han Qing's face.

A face with neat lines is not superfluous to the end, and a piercing scar on the smooth right cheek runs through the eyebrow bone, adding a bit of ferocity and hideousness.

The nose in the middle is tall and straight, with three points of grace, as if it has been carefully carved by the heavens.

A pair of slender and beautiful eyes, sometimes looking at you, large and round, clear and pure, sometimes slightly constricted, and the tail of the eye inadvertently flows with a bone-eating ecstasy.

Slender oblique eyebrows, with endless heroism, thin lips small and sexy, not dotted and vermilion.

It is a face that is difficult to depict with a pen, so beautiful that it does not distinguish between male and female, and makes people forget his gender.

"Childe, the water is back, I've been waiting for a long time." When Moon Shadow pushed the door in, he saw Xiao Jingyu and Han Qing's eyes intertwined, and the atmosphere between the two was very subtle, which was difficult to describe with a pen.

"I'm not soaking anymore." Han Qing stepped out of the bathtub in a dignified manner, not minding that outsiders were present, and the water droplets flowed down the smooth body, converging on the soles of his feet, leaving a puddle on the floor.

Moon Shadow didn't dare to look, blushing in shame, and hurriedly wrapped him in a bath towel.

Xiao Jingyu didn't know what kind of mentality to do, his eyes never left Han Qing's body, and occasionally glanced at the palace maid's shy shadow moon, and the phoenix's eyes secretly crossed an uncertain color.

Han Qing thinks that he is proud of ordinary people, and he is not afraid of Xiao Jingyu's scrutiny, just like a peacock arrogantly showing off its beauty and shameing other people of the same sex.

After Han Qing put on his clothes, the two sat down, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

"Jing Yu, I came to apologize this time, I left in a hurry this morning, and I didn't explain what happened last night." Xiao Jingyu's eyes were sincere, and there was a little annoyance in his words.

"Hehe, there was nothing special last night, Brother Xiao doesn't have to worry about it." Han Qing picked up the freshly brewed tea, smelled the rich aroma of tea, and tasted it in small sips.

"When I saw Brother Han this morning, there were marks on my skin and flesh, I must have abruptly surprised Brother Han, and I was extremely ashamed." Xiao Jingyu thought of the traces left on Han Qing's body, and his heart was very complicated.

"Don't take it seriously, "it's over." Han Qing took another sip of tea, his face was relaxed, and he didn't mind at all, and when he said the words "the matter is over", the slight curvature of the corners of his mouth was very profound.

"Brother Han, when you are magnanimous, you can hold the boat in your belly." Xiao Jingyu praised, and then the conversation changed again, and Jun said shyly: "I don't know Jingyu, what did you say abruptly last night."

"Last night, Brother Xiao hugged Han Qing, kept thinking about the beauty, and threw all our clothes and shoes outside, so he was willing to sleep quietly.

By the way, you also left some gifts on Qing's chest, and Moon Shadow misunderstood it when she saw it this morning. ”

Han Qingyan smiled and smiled, all of which were joking, and his face was sincere, as if he was very easy to get along with.