Chapter 33: Even if you are skin, you can’t make a relationship.

There was no entourage, no dragons, and the two slowly walked from Gongdong to Gongxi. From the early morning to the afternoon, Xiao Yuan finally stopped.
Luohe Qing looked up and looked forward, the fireworks filled, the rice was overflowing, not extravagant or simple in front of the house, hanging three words: Imperial dining room.
Luhe Qing was confused and asked, "Is it here?"
Xiao Yu'an has a harmless smile on his face: "I don't want you to say, I am lost."
Luohe Qing: "..."
"You don't look at me with this kind of look. I am not familiar with this palace. Yesterday I had a good question about the route. As a result, the palace was too big, and the cloister courtyard was like this. When I walked, I lost my way." Xiao Yuan was innocent. Spread hands.
Hehe Qing looked at him and felt a headache: "Why did it stop?"
Xiao Yu'an long sighed and sighed: "Hungry, remember that the imperial dining room is near here, and he came over."
The eyes of Luohe Qing had a hint of helplessness: "Then go eat something, wait, what do you do?"
Xiao Yu'an did not know where to take out a piece of silk cloth, cover half of his face, and made a knot behind his head: "Sneak a little, so that you don't have to be motivated, you still have to find a way to eat."
Luohe Qing: "..."
Do you want to go to the Imperial Diet House to steal things and eat it?
Xiao Yu Ansai gave the Luohe a piece of silk cloth, and the action was rapid. The cat was attached to the wall roots, and the Weihe River was cleared to the ground. Finally, he covered his face and followed Xiao Yu'an to the back wall of the Zhu wall.
Xiao Yu'an found a problem at this moment.
Although he practiced self-defense from a small age, he would not climb the wall.
After all, in the 21st century, he is the president and he has no chance to practice these.
"I can't climb up." Xiao Yuan turned and asked for help.
Luohe Qing looked up at the Zhu wall, stepped back a few steps, a run-up, tiptoe light the wall, borrowed the power to turn up, can be described as light as a swallow, flowing clouds.
Xiao Yu'an sighed in his heart and couldn't help but applaud.
It’s not a man, it’s so handsome to turn a wall.
The Luohe River lived in the alcove, and wanted to pull Xiao Xiao to come over, but saw Xiao Yuan silently step forward, then pushed open the small wooden door in the backyard and walked in leisurely.
Luohe Qing asked: "...Do you know that the door is not locked?"
Xiao Yuan replied: "Know, when I came over the cat, I saw that the wooden door was not padlocked."
Luhe Qing asked hard: "Why do you have to climb the wall?"
Xiao Yu'an smiles mildly like water: "Because there is a sneaky feeling over the wall, it is more in line with our current behavior."
The river was unbearable and couldn’t bear it. He held Xiao Yu’an’s neck and said coldly:
See you again on Huangquan Road.

"Satire and fight again, eat and fight again!" Xiao Yuan mourned a few times, broke free from bondage, and shrunk back.
Luohe glanced at him and turned to go to the kitchen.
It was the noon, the imperial dining room was so busy, there were people everywhere, the two quietly turned around, and finally found a quiet cabin next to the firewood.
This cottage should be a meal for the servants, simple and narrow, with a cold and cold stove. At this time the slaves are busy, so there is no one here.
Xiao Yu'an walked into the square and pulled out two white-faced hoes from the pot. He grabbed one and handed it to the river.
Luohe quietly took over the hoe, and did not chew it.
"No meat..." Xiao Yuan snorted and searched for the cupboard.
Luohe Qing stood on the side and looked at Xiao Yu'an, and his ears listened sharply to the movement outside.
Xiao Yuan searched the cupboard and drilled into the hearth. The river looked at him with a clear look and became a slap in the face.
"Ah, there are roasted sweet potatoes." Xiao Yu'an was as treasured, and he would still carry the sweet potato of the charcoal, and turned his head to ask for the merits of the river. But the river suddenly blinked, and the body came and walked over. Pulling Xiao Yu'an's collar to throw people out of the window, and then quickly flipping through the window.
Xiao Yuan rolled on the ground for two laps, wrestling on time, and whispering in the ears, the girl screamed: "Ah!! Come here! There is a thief!!"
The river was clear and light, and one step forward, picking up Xiao Yuan, who is still in the hoe, and tapping his toes, flying out, the speed is so staggering, but the shackles, the two easily escaped to catch up.
After confirming that no one was behind, Luo Heqing put Xiao Yu'an down.
Xiao Yuan quickly looked down and took a long breath.
Sweet potatoes are safe and secure in their arms, not lost.
Xiao Yu'an took a painful arm and handed it to Luohe to clear a piece of roasted sweet potato. He patiently discussed with his own people: "Actually, I turned the window very fast. Really, if I encounter this thing next time, can I know in advance?"
This is the next time you steal food in the Imperial Restaurant? Luohe clears the mouth of the mouth, picks up the sweet potato, and does not respond.
After filling the stomach with sweet potatoes, Xiao Yu'an looked around and there was no hall in the surrounding palace. It was a garden scene. Without guards patrolling, it was extraordinarily lonely, unlike the palace.
Xiao Yu’an cleared his throat and turned his head to Xiaohe’s smile:
I seem...

"Ask the road." Luohe Qing briefly interrupted him.
Xiao Yu'an turned and went to find someone. This place was too biased. The two men circled around and finally met a bodyguard.
The guards also came here to be lazy and snoring. When they saw the two people panic and fleeing, they fled half and felt that something was wrong. They waved their sabre and ran back. Wow, they shouted: "Who! Where are the suspicious people?"

Xiao Yu'an wiped the face of carbon black, revealing the facial features that he could barely see.
When the guards shook, they threw themselves down: "Imperial, emperor?"
"Don't be jealous, get up." Xiao Yuan couldn't help but raise his hand.
The guard rose up in a trepidation: "The emperor, how did you run this? This is outside the palace."
Xiao Yuan said: "I ask you, where is the Temple of Heaven?"
The guard replied: "Go back to the emperor and go straight south for about six miles."
Xiao Yuan smiled and thanked him. He turned back and said to Luo Heqing: "Go?"
"Yeah." Luohe nodded.
The guards looked at the two men side by side, suddenly remembered something, and chased after a few steps: "The emperor, the emperor, here is outside the palace city, the road ahead is not good, many woods trails, or go back to the palace, sit Long Hao, go?"
"No, nothing." Xiao Yu'an waved his hand, smiled warmly, and the light was worn in the daytime. It was his beautiful eyebrows. When he was stunned, he couldn't figure out the tyrant's appearance.
The guards had been stunned for a long time, and when they returned, they had disappeared into the distance.
This walk went from the afternoon to the sundial.
Xiao Yu'an wears a robe, not only does not open his legs, but also always hooks branches, one to two to go slowly, or because of the cold, he really wants to tear the hem.
The hustle and bustle, the sky is getting darker, and the Temple of Heaven finally appears in front of the two.