Royal maid

019 disturbing bathing

Liao Yan was shocked by Zuo Liang's pat. Then he looked at Zuo Liang and gave himself a fierce white look at this time. Liao Yong smiled and pulled He Xuan to talk about other things without paying attention to Zuo Liang.

Zuo Liang knew that Liao Yong was playing again, so he shook his head helplessly and unfolded the note in his hand. He only saw the big words above:

The Tao is based on politics, and the people are punished, and the people are exempt from shame; the Taoism is based on virtue, and the etiquette is shameful and dignity.

"This title has not been used just last year!" Zuo Liang said.

"Oh? Is that so?" Liao Yong said, took the note and looked at it. The rogue expression just now also disappeared without a trace.

"Over the years, together with the test papers in various places, my father also has some collections. This is the last time I used this topic. Zuo Liang said, "However, I heard that last year, even the volume of the three armors was not particularly satisfactory."

"That day, His Royal Highness also said that this was the last topic." He Xuan said, "If so, it's really a little unexpected."

"Didn't that man say anything else?" Liao Yong asked.

"I've said a lot. I also reported my home address. Otherwise, I can't escape here."

Speaking of this, everyone just smiled. Before long, He Xuan got up and said goodbye and went back to her room to prepare for a bath and rest early.

Zuo Liang and Liao Yong did not hesitate to stay, and followed He Xuan.

After He Xuan left, Zuo Liang took out his fan and knocked on Liao Yong's head.

"What the hell are you doing? What are you doing holding other people's hands?" Zuo Liang asked.

"What? Do you care?" Liao Yong rubbed the painful forehead and asked with a smile, "I just think you look at this wise brother differently. That's why I deliberately tried it."

"What's the difference?"

"How to put it, it should be the kind of tenderness that is rare to see in the eyes of your left guard."

Zuo Liang was hit by Liao Yong's words. He quickly turned around, pinched the note in his hand, and said disdainfully, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand what I'm saying. The main thing is that you have to understand what's on your mind. Although this forgetful has a few gentle gestures, after all, he is a man. Don't get it wrong.

"I won't listen to your nonsense. I'm going back, too. My father is going to invigilator tomorrow, and I have to send him tomorrow morning. According to the emperor's intention, maybe he will visit the examination room in person tomorrow. With that, Zuo Liang stood up.

"You are busy. Go ahead. I won't keep you either. I'm tired, too." Liao Yong just smiled and stretched out on the chair.

"You are a big idle man, where are you tired! OK, you can take a rest."

"Why am I not tired? I was useful when you were not here. Do you think I will point to the gentlemen under me every day?

"Then you can continue to work hard. I'm leaving."

"I won't send it."

With that, Liao Yong smiled and saw Zuo Liang turn around and left the "leisure residence".

Not long after Zuo Liang left, the sky was completely dark. Liao Yong lay idle in ** and turned over some idle books, and suddenly remembered the time when he held He Xuan's little hand in the afternoon.

He smiled at himself and said to himself, "A man, even if his hands are not blue, can his hands be soft to that extent? What's more, Ziqing also said that He Xuan was still a martial artist. Is it possible? Is this He Xuan a...woman?"

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "No, no. Although it is indeed more elegant, how can a woman be willing to pretend to be a man?

He "suddenly" sat up and asked loudly, "Who is outside?"

"Young master, it's me." With that, a young man pushed the door and ran in, "What's the matter? Young master.

Liao Yong looked up and saw his little boy Yumo who ran in.

"Do you know when Mr. He practiced martial arts?" Liao Yong asked.

"Oh. I heard from Xiaodou that it's about half an hour after dinner, which is about this time. What's the matter, young master?

"Nothing, I suddenly want to go and have a look. Let's go and take a look with me."

With that, Liao Yong was ready to go out.

"Master, please put on a dress. It's warm outside, but it's windy now.

Liao Yong nodded, put on a cloak by Yumo, and then didn't call anyone else. The master and two servants came to the yard on He Xuan's side.

Before I got to the door of the courtyard, I saw Xiaodou squatting at the door to play. Liao Yong quietly walked over and bounced on the top of Xiaodouzi's head.

"Ouch!" Xiaodouzi was scared and hurt again. He just wanted to open his mouth and curse, but when he looked up, he actually saw Liao Yong. When he had reached his mouth, he swallowed it again.

"Young master, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, I don't know you are lazy here! Why don't you serve in it?"

"How can I be lazy! Usually at this time, Mr. He was practicing, but today he only practiced for a short time and accepted it. We have to prepare for bathing water early, and we are taking a bath now. The little bean pouted and said.

"You don't have to take a bath? You bad boy, you are getting more and more lazy!" Liao Yong said as he raised his hand again.

Xiaodouzi hurriedly held Liao Yong's hand with a smile and said, "Young master, don't play in a hurry, listen to me first. It's not that I don't serve, but that Mr. He never lets us be around when he bathes. It has always been like this."

"Is it?" Liao Yong turned his face and asked Yu Mo.

Yu Mo nodded and said, "I did the same for Xiao Douzi that day. I asked everyone else in the yard, and they all said so. It seems that Mr. He is really not used to being served too close by others.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Liao Yong smiled with a bad smile on his face and said, "Is that right?"

He thought for a moment, and then whispered to Xiaodouzi and Yumo, "You two are waiting here. No one is allowed to enter the yard without my greeting. Do you hear me?"

Yumo and Xiaodouzi nodded and knew that their young master had made fun of others again. I definitely can't stop it now. Anyway, they are all men, and I don't think there will be anything to happen.

I saw Liao Yong crept quietly to He Xuan's room. As soon as he walked to the window, he heard He Xuan ask in the room, "Little bean? I haven't washed it yet. Don't come in yet."

Hearing this, Liao Yong smiled secretly and said to himself: If you wash it, I won't come.

With that, he quickly walked to the door. Push the door and go in.

He Xuan in the room heard the sound of footsteps and knew that the person who came could not be Xiaodouzi. She wanted to grab the clothes on the shelf and put them on her body. But before his hand touched the clothes, Liao Yong had also come in.

Hearing the sound of opening the door outside, He Xuan quickly plunged her body into the water, and then raised her hand and bounced the water droplets from her hand towards the candle flame a few times, and the candlelight in the inner room was all extinguished.

Looking at the darkness of the inner room, Liao Yong also hesitated a little, but after thinking about it, he still opened the door of the bedroom.

In the moment when he hesitated, He Xuan had jumped out of the bathtub, put on her little clothes, and flashed to the back of the door. In fact, what He Xuan thought at this time was not Liao Yong, who wanted to joke with her. She only thought that someone sneaked into Liao's house in the dark at night, and at this time, the person she was most worried about was the little bean guarding outside the yard.

There was no light outside, and now the inner room is also dark. Liao Yong just touched the darkness with a little faint moonlight and groped inward. Unexpectedly, as soon as I bypassed the screen and didn't see the situation in the room, I suddenly felt that someone had suddenly brought himself into his arms from behind me, and a dagger with a faint blue cold light in the moonlight had been put on his neck at some point.

"Don't be excited, it's me! Liao Yong!"

Hearing Liao Yong's voice, He Xuan put down the dagger, pushed him away from her side, and said, "What the hell are you doing!"

"I just..."

Speaking of this, Liao Yong stopped and took advantage of the moonlight outside, and He Xuan's originally very beautiful face added a hazy feeling. The blue silk to the waist is scattered behind him. Although I can't see my figure clearly, I seem to have leaned against a very soft part behind my back just now... Now it seems that this is simply a woman! Liao Yong forgot what he was going to say for a moment.