Chapter 23: Confirmed that the eyes are sultry

The night is quiet, the red sleeves are still waiting for Xiao Yu'an to wash, then wait for someone to rest and leave.
Xiao Yuan just lie on the bed and suddenly asked: "Red sleeves, is there a famous violinist in Jingyang Palace?"
The red sleeve thought for a while and replied: "Return to the emperor, there is."
Seeing Xiao Yu'an nodded, the red-sleeved blessing asked: "Is the emperor thinking..."
"No! I will ask! Nothing else! Don't over-interpret!" Xiao Yuan interrupted her.
The red sleeve bowed his head and said, "It’s a slave who is stupid, but Xiaofeng has entered the palace for a while, and the emperor has never seen him. How suddenly did he mention it today?"
After all, I heard the sound of the piano twice, and I was always curious about playing the piano. The original name was Xiaofeng Yue.
Xiao Yuan searched the name two times before and after in his mind, but he was not impressed. It seems to be a character not mentioned in the original.
Xiao Yuan said: "On the rise, don't worry."
The red sleeve nodded, blowing out the candlelight beside the bed, and Xiao Yuan, who had a breathing sound, quickly fell asleep, and then fell asleep.
See Xiao Yuan asleep, red sleeves whispered away, outside the palace, the moon is empty, the night is dark, the red sleeves are wrapped in clothes, full of heart.
Before Zhao Gonggong’s words were still lingering in the red sleeves. In the past, the red sleeves always went back to rest, but this time she could not help but go to Jingyang Palace.
The wing of Luhe Qing is in the easternmost part of Jingyang Palace. Because of the curfew, this time, Jingyang Palace is quieter and quieter.
The red sleeves are just thinking about things and they will wander around here unconsciously. She is about to leave, but she sees the shadow of the most east yard!
The red sleeve was shocked and looked at it. When I saw the river, Qinghe stood in the center of the yard, facing south, staring at the moon.
The night is as cool as water, and the clear moonlight falls on the cool snow, falling on the dry tree shackles, and falling in the hustle and bustle of the Weihe River.
The vast land beyond that 10,000 miles was once his homeland, and the bones under the earth were his old people.
Luohe Qing’s right hand gripped a jade, and his eyes were unwilling, remorseful, and determined. He looked up again and his eyes waved. It was all chill.
The red sleeves are stunned, and the whole brain is Zhao Gonggong’s warning: This Jingyang Palace person is going to be sent to the emperor’s pillow. If you send the wolf, you will hurt the emperor...
At this time, Zhao Gonggong sat on the chair of the Taishi, and Feng Guanji squatted his legs on the side of the dog. He asked: "Zhao Gonggong, you said that this red sleeve is always a woman, the woman's benevolence, even if After listening to your words, what can you do? This is the day when Luohe Qing is in Jingyang Palace, and he is very comfortable."
After Zhao Gonggong finished listening, Xiao smiled and shook his head: "I only worried that she did not listen to me."
"Hey? Is Zhao Gonggong arranging people in Jingyang Palace?" Feng Guanwu was surprised.
Zhao Gonggong looked at Feng Guanshi with a disdain: "You, how can you go and ask?"
Feng Guanwu Wei Nuouo: "Teach the father-in-law."
Zhao Gonggong said: "Do you know that this red sleeve has been in the palace for a few years?"
Feng Guan wiped the cold sweat: "The slave is stupid, I don't know."
"Hey." Zhao Gonggong sneered at his nose. "She, the palace that entered the age of 18, has been more than five years old. You know why it was only three years, she became the head of this Jingyang Palace?"
Feng Guanjie stuttered: "The slave, the slave..."
Zhao Gonggong continued: "I will tell you one thing. The imprisonment of Jingyang Palace was once detected as an assassin. This assassin should have been executed immediately, but his appearance is extremely gratifying to the emperor, and the emperor is very upset. He also robbed the beauty of the force, so he handed the man to the red sleeve. Later on the second day, the assassin was struck by the hamstrings, and was broken and sent to the emperor's pillow."
After that, Zhao Gonggong ignored the horror of Feng Guanshi, stood up from the chair of the Taishi, and slammed his old cold legs: "The old is old, some things, not more."