Chapter 23 True or False Fox's Heart

"Your Majesty, go and have a rest. There is a shallow look here, and it will be fine~"

Who the hell is it?! Always making noise in my ear, why don't you let people sleep? I was angry and struggled for a while, and found that my eyelids opened a gap and seemed to be able to move. Well, he is trying to open his eyelids and struggle to disperse the white fog in front of him.

On one side of the head, I saw Bai Qianjian standing in front of the bed, holding the head of the fox sitting by the bed in his arms, patting the fox's back gently like a loving mother... Shit! Is this kind of warm drama when you open your eyes? It's not the kind of restricted scene that stimulates nosebleeds, but what about them? It's not a bitter mandarin duck that can't be seen every day!

At present, it was like pointing to two people and roaring, but he found that his hand was being firmly grasped by the big palm with clear fingers. It seemed that he felt the movement. The fox raised his head and looked along my hand at my face. His haggard face was a little scum, and then there were gradually ripples in the lifeless pupils, and then there were The waves, and then, were stormy waves, and finally returned to silence and floated faintly. "Well, you're awake."

The hand holding my wrist loosened without a trace. Somehow, I was a little attached to the temperature of leaving and a little lost.

Looking at each other still snuggled together, like the perfect couple, I cast my eyes coldly out of the door, "I want to make love elsewhere. I'm just a tool to help you test the princess, not a historical recorder to help you witness the beautiful moments! Shen Jingheng, don't worry, even if you are sick and dying, I will crawl over to help your princess try the last poison! I'm going to take a break. Please go out!"

Bai Qianqian wanted to say something, but the fox indifferently pulled her up, carefully protected her in her arms, and snuggled up and out of the courtyard door.

"Get out!"

After the door was closed for a long time, I couldn't help breaking everything that could be thrown in the room. The red warbler rushed in with a white face, held me down from the bed, and choked, "Miss, you just woke up and calm down. We don't know anything like them."

"Hmm! Of course, I won't have any experience with them... Cough, cough... I'm going to bed and help me back to **..."

Qinglan, who came in later, saw the mess all over the room, frowned, and turned out to find tools without saying a word.

I lay weakly in ** and asked the red warbler in a hoarse voice, "What's going on?"

The red warbler's eyes turned red, "King Jing returned to his house was a servant who informed him that you were back, and the reason why he knew to go to the main hall was that the princess sent a maid out of the locked hall to report to King Jing who had just returned home... Miss, you have been in a coma for 13 days! King Jing invited the imperial doctor Tao from the palace, and even Tao said that you were very hung..."

"If it hadn't been for the use of Linfengzhu for his detoxification that day, it wouldn't have been so laborious..." Suddenly thinking of that night, my voice stopped abruptly. I glanced at the white coat and turned the topic and asked indifferently, "Who changed my clothes?"

The red warbler wiped her eyes and said, "Oh, it was the princess who changed it for you. King Jing has been guarding beside him and won't let anyone get close to her. The princess had to ask King Jing to avoid changing clothes for you in person."

"The pervert guarded me for 13 days?" I don't believe it. Even if the red warbler nodded its head for a long time, I didn't believe it.

"It's true! I don't want to believe it, but there are only King Jing and Princess in this room. Except for Tao and Shen Qi who went in, they have never seen each other.

Hearing this, I sneered, "Look at your misunderstanding. Since Shen Pervert and his family Qianqian didn't come out of the room, naturally the love will not be separated. What does it have to do with me? Don't chew your tongue!" Isn't that the scene when you opened your eyes just now? It's more true than pearls!

The red warbler was puzzled, "I obviously saw King Jing holding your hand and looking at you when I opened the door..."

"Nonsense!" A roar finally hurt the wound and pulled back my mind. I waved my hand impatiently, "Go out. Don't let anyone in without my instructions. I'm tired..."

King Jing's side concubine was unlucky. She was kidnapped by the bully on her wedding night. On the second day, she was punished by Mrs. Rong and the imperial concubine in the hall because of her innocence... This is the topic most talked about by the people today.

I leaned leisurely on the most mixed tea stall opposite the Wuwei Building, wearing a dirty cloak, like a very inconspicuous little beggar. Today, the noisy red warbler went out of the house to buy things. Only Qinglan, who had little dialogue, ordered me to go out of the house. I thought I could leave the house smoothly. Unexpectedly, Qinglan changed into a men's clothing similar to mine and called out Yang Lie hidden in the corner. The three of them left the house from the back door of the palace.

The table in the tea shop is square. Yang Lie sits on the left side, and Qinglan is on my right. Usually, the red warbler is noisy and can talk about anything. Now that she is set up to go shopping, there are only two wooden icebergs left. I can't talk about anything. In addition, the discussion around me is all mine*. Where else am I come from? Looking for a topic and atmosphere? Therefore, the whole noisy tea shop is the most quiet and deserted in our corner, just like an exotic space isolated from the world.

From dawn to dark, the tea shop was closed. They had no choice but to move to a restaurant that had not spoken for a long time and ordered food. I called them several times and they just moved their chopsticks and stopped eating. I was a little blocked. What on earth did these two guys do?

I knocked on the wine glass with my chopsticks and touched my chin. "Can you punch?"

The two looked at each other, looked at me coldly, and shook their heads seriously.

I stiffened my smile and smiled again, "What about mahjong?"

The two facial paralysis shook their heads again with the concept of "no" and the idea of "don't know" again.

I touched my nose and said, "Oh, that doesn't matter. I'll teach you."

Half an hour later.

Qinglan stretched out her hand with an expressionless face and made a six gesture. Her voice was plain and emotionless, "Six-six, seven nine."

I sweated.

The wood on one side stared at the six raised by Qinglan in mid-air, meditating for a long time, and drew a three seriously, and the voice also had no ups and downs, "Three, touch!"

I shook my hand drinking tea and choked, "Oh, my mother, it's all done. I think this store is about to close. Let's go~ Let's change to another place and continue to be free~"

Qinglan looked at me warily, "Where are you going to get away?"

My uncle leaned against the pillar supporting the tea shop and pointed to the folding fan along the end of the street, "Furong Courtyard~ I heard that the new little man is good~"

Qinglan shook her hand without a trace, and Yang Lie's face stared at the table without saying anything, which made me laugh and attracted the frequent sideways glances of the second child in the shop that cleaned up the tables and chairs...

Although the little waiter and women in Furongyuan are not as famous as relying on the Red Mansion, they are also a good choice. The grades range from top to bottom, and there are all kinds of goods they want. Unlike relying on the Red Mansion, they are all excellent.

I took the slightly angry Qinglan in one hand and Yang Lie with a pale face in the other. As soon as I fell down, I swaggered into the door of Furong Courtyard. Sure enough, the head is a pungent rouge perfume. There is an unwritten rule in Furongyuan. The first floor welcomes guests are generally the worst. Generally, they are men with shocking appearances or really dare not praise. It is not too much to say that Furongyuan is mixed with fish and dragons, but they are all elites who cheat money, whether they are ugly or beautiful, as long as you step in. Furong Courtyard takes a step, no matter how many bulges you have in your pockets when you come in, and when you come out, your pockets are so flat that you have to stick to your chest ~ Otherwise, it will be light to fight for the face of Furong Courtyard and hit out with random sticks.

So if you want to find a beauty upstairs, you have to pay one layer of money to buy "toll", which is still the kind of one layer more expensive, double, and the multiple is still determined by those "elites" according to their mood...

I took out a ticket, pulled half of it and handed it to the hall on the first floor. In the sea of people, I don't know how many hands they stretched out from somewhere, and suddenly divided up the silver tickets. Those unknown objects that came to stand in the way were instantly clean, and the road leading to the stairs in front of me immediately became clear. I dragged behind me and looked very pale. The bad two finally came to the second floor.

The second floor is relatively elegant, but the blushing and heartbeat sounds can be heard everywhere. Qinglan's face is rarely red, but the wooden face is white again, looking at me with some sadness, as if to say:

If I don't leave, the red warbler will definitely take me off!

I turned around and smiled at him with a reassuring smile: Nothing! Just push it on me. It's the same as entering the brothel. Hongying absolutely believes that I went in to have fun, not you~

I don't plan to go any further, because it will cost a lot of money. Although the sound on the second floor is a little bit, it's okay to hide in the corner and drink the drinks I brought. After all, the lobby downstairs is very noisy, and we sit at a table on the porch to find a drink, so we don't care so much about it. Of course, the two people next to us However, he couldn't sit still. Seeing that they were really not used to it, he simply drove them out of the Furong courtyard and let them stay outside the courtyard.

The ears are finally clean. No, what they said is not as much tea as I drink! Then he patted the mud of the wine jar and looked up to pour it.

"I advise you not to be drunk before the flowers, this year's flowers will fade, and next year's flowers will fade, and the head will be white..."

Take another sip of liquor and laugh:

"At first glance, it looks like a piece of Yuqian flying, wet fireworks, and no one can see the tears. The wind has not turned after the Qingming Festival. The spring is cold in my concubine, and the spring should be warm in Lang's place.

"Ouch, which beautiful brother is so lonely here? Don't you want to play with our brothers?"

"Hey, what kind of goods can the guy on the second floor have? Don't be drunk and dazzled~" A guy next to him was laughing obscenely, and half of his body almost touched my shoulder.

I frowned and just wanted to shout, "Go away, where did the drunk come from?", but I happened to see several men in gorgeous clothes who drank a little crooked but still sober on the other side of the stairs and walked downstairs. The figure behind the hall was sluggish, and then a side face, with sharp eyes "pulled" and threw this way. Shoot it, as if you can pierce people to the end.

I raised my eyebrows and smiled and handed the wine jar in my hand to the drunken pig heads in front of me. Those guys surrounded them all over. Before I pricked the silver needle in my sleeve into their acupuncture points, the dark figure in front of me shook, and my eyes were clean. When I looked up, I saw someone holding it in one hand. A pig's head collar threw it at the door of the wing next to it, and then pulled the door angrily and stood in front of me with a black face.

"Qin Yinhe, what are you crazy about?"

I looked at the speaker with drunken eyes, burped, shook the wine jar in my hand and smiled, "Who are you...? Hiccup... Oh, Shen is a pervert~ You, you also come to Furongyuan to find a woman? Or are you looking for a man like me? Haha... You are not a gentleman~ People who visit the brothel are not good people... Hey hey, of course I'm not~" After that, he hugged the wine jar and walked over the man with a black face as black as the bottom of the pot. "Well, the guy upstairs must be better..."

"Qin Yinhe!"