Chapter 42 Penglai Inn

The night is getting deeper and deeper. In the East Palace of the palace, Yin Zhaoyu sat in front of the window. His eyes were red. He remembered the firmness when Jing Li left, Hua Feiliu, Hua Feiliu... What kind of woman he was.

With a sigh, Yin Zhaoyu lowered his eyes and looked at half of the painting under his hand. The person in the painting was dressed in purple, standing in the pavilion, with his hands on his back, half looking up at the sky, with a coldness and sadness. The expression on his face was very deep and deep sadness. Yin Zhaoyu looked fixedly and couldn't help whispering, "Your Majesty, you Why is it so heart-wounding? Is it because of the emperor, or... or him?"

"Father!" Yin Ping's voice sounded from behind. Yin Zhaoyu quickly wiped the corners of his eyes and whispered, "Well, where did the emperor go?"

"Son, you're right. The emperor did go to Lanyue Tower to find the prostitute!"

Yin Zhaoyu frowned, stared at Yin Ping, and said in a low voice, "Don't be so rude. The playboy doesn't sell his skills. He is a proud man. You can't talk about others like that, okay?"

Yin Ping curled his mouth and said disdainfully, "Son, you are just too kind-hearted. That Hua Feiliu is your rival. Is he the one who robbed the emperor? It's your enemy. Besides, whether it's selling art or body, he also sells it. That's a prostitute. He can't throw away this number one in his life, hum!"

"Yin Ping!" Yin Zhaoyu scolded coldly. Yin Ping had to squint and stop talking. Yin Zhaoyu also stopped talking. He looked at the picture in front of him and gently put his fingers on it. Over and over again, he stroked it full of love, and tears fell on it drop by drop.

In this way, he was going to scare Yin Ping. He came forward in a hurry, half hugged Yin Zhaoyu with heartache, and coaxed and persuaded, "Son, don't be sad. I won't talk about the one surnamed Hua. Prince, don't do this..."

"Ping'er, you said... If you love someone, your heart will hurt, right? Seeing the emperor's infatuation with Hua Feiliu, my heart really hurts, but... I have nothing to do. The people who look at her are around me, but her heart is so difficult to get close to. I feel very helpless and weak. Yin Ping, what do you think... What should I do to do so that it doesn't hurt! I don't want pain, really don't... It's so sad and sad."

"Son, don't think so, prince... Please, the prince is very handsome. How can that Hua Feiliu, a dusty man compare with you? The emperor must be fascinated. It must be. After a while, the emperor will definitely change his mind. One day, the emperor will know your good, prince..." < /P>

"Hua Feiliu... Does the emperor really like him so much?" Yin Zhaoyu whispered, and couldn't help but be stunned. Yin Ping stood there and looked at Yin Zhaoyu being so distracted. He couldn't help but burst into tears. I don't know how long it took. Yin Zhaoyu turned around and looked at Yin Ping. His eyes had become firm. He said word by word, "I'll leave the palace tomorrow. I want to go to the Moon Tower.

"What?" Yin Ping was shocked and his face changed. He looked at Yin Zhaoyu in disbelief, as if he was saying some unacceptable jokes. Yin Zhaoyu said solemnly, "I said that I am going to the Moon Tower tomorrow!"

In the flower street, Linglong and Jing Li's men's clothes made Linglong very uncomfortable. She twisted and pulled Jingli's sleeves and whispered, "Your Majesty, can we...do it work like this?"

"What's wrong?" Jing Li raised her eyebrows and asked. She only wore a simple cyan robe all over her body, and all her hair was combed into a ball and tied on it. Linglong was not as comfortable as she was. She looked left and right for fear of being recognized. These days, it has always been a man dressed as a woman. Why did a woman dress up as a man? If she is recognized by others, then she will Do you still want to be a human?

"Your Majesty, now we have come out of Lanyue Building. Should we change this suit? Aren't you going to find Zhou Zhichao? If you are recognized by Mr. Zhou, your emperor's face will not be guaranteed, will you?

Jing Li stared at her with slanted eyes and said with a smile, "I don't think it's embarrassing. If you don't go, you can stay!"

"Your Majesty!" Linglong pouted, and Jing Li smiled and raised his legs and walked forward. Linglong had to keep up, but he was not very willing in his heart. While working hard to learn the man's posture, he said, "Your Majesty, Lord Ling said that he had found Mr. Zhou's place. She brought him directly. Why did she inform the emperor to come in person? Speaking of which, Mr. Zhou is also a person with high eyes.

"The proud man must have talent. I want to see what he looks like and create such a legendary injustice!" Men dress up as women's makeup? Jing Li smiled. It was the first time she had heard of such a thing in her world. Men in this world, like the women in her world, have no status at all. Men can't be officials, men can't be in business, and men can't show up!

There are too many things that men can't do. Occasionally, someone does it, which makes people happier. Jing Li stood up, looked up and saw the flat forehead in front of him. He smiled and said, "Okay, that's all for gossip. Let's go in!"

Penglai Inn! It is a very famous restaurant in Kyoto. Whenever someone with some status comes to Kyoto, it is the first choice. Jing Li and Linglong walked to the inn one after the other, Tianzi No. 2 Room! Xiao Er came here with them.

Reaching out and knocked on the door. After a long time, footsteps came from the room. With a squeak, the door was opened, revealing Ling Cairong's slightly pale face. Jing Li smiled indifferently. Before Ling Cairong could react, she had already stepped into the room.

Ling Cairong hurriedly followed in and closed the door in a panic. Then she trotted all the way to Jing Li. She opened her eyes and kept looking at her up and down. After a long time, she pointed to Jing Li and said, "You...Your Majesty? Why are you dressed like this?

Being mentioned like this by Ling Cairong, the exquisiteness on the side felt even more embarrassed. She couldn't help hiding behind Jing Li. Jing Li smiled and looked at Ling Cairong and said, "Cairong, do you think... If I don't look like this, can I come out?"

"But... Your Majesty, you have been wronged." Ling Cairong lowered her head and paid a higher level of respect. Although Jing Li didn't say much, with this sentence, she deeply realized the helplessness and helplessness.

Not wanting to see Ling Cairong's slightly sympathetic or distressed eyes, Jing Li quickly turned the topic and said, "Where is Zhou Zhichao? You said you saw him at the Penglai Inn. Is he still here now? Which room do you live in? I want to see him now!"

"Your Majesty, Zhou Zhichao..."