Chapter 62: Do you want to be so down?

Huachun didn't expect this performance to be such an unprecedented success. He felt a little awkward after the performance. Looking down, the emperor and the queen mother had already shaken hands and made peace.
"Our hard work is finally in vain!" She sighed.
He Changan smiled slightly, bowed his head politely, and dragged Huachun down.
"Hey, hey!" She was standing upside down all over, feeling unusual murderous aura, Huachun quickly grabbed his hand and whispered for mercy: "Second brother, if you have something to say, second brother!"
Have something to say? He Changan twitched the corners of her mouth and twisted her head to face the cardboard hanging beside the stage: "What is this?"
Huachun frowned and looked at the actor's name written on it, slapped her thigh, and said in indignation: "It's too much! I told them that they must keep your identity secret and you can't reveal your identity. These people are really naive!"
"Oh, is it?" He Changan raised his eyebrows and rolled up his sleeves: "You tell me who wrote this, and I promise not to kill him."
Shrinking her neck, Huachun glanced around with a guilty conscience.
This character was written by Qingqi. She can't betray her wife, right?
"This autumn party is coming to an end, let us sing this familiar ballad-"Unforgettable Tonight"."
As soon as he heard this, Huachun immediately changed his expression and stretched out his hand to pull up He Changan: "Second brother!"
He Chang'an was getting angry. He jumped up some inexplicable dance steps unexpectedly, frowning and glaring at him: "Do you think I will forgive you like this?"
"Fifty-six ethnic groups and fifty-six flowers, regardless of our surname, are actually one family." Huachun looked at him affectionately and said: "The reason why people are great is because they have feelings, and they understand tolerance and kindness. On this unforgettable evening, we can sing and dance happily. Why should we care about the little things?"
He Changan was taken aback for a moment, frowned and thought about it, as if that was the truth.
"It's also a day to be happy, and a day to be unhappy. Let's put aside all our worries and sing as much as possible!" The person in front of them said with intoxicated expressions, and followed a group of people on the stage with their voices howling: "Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable—tonight— "
The melody is pretty beautiful, He Changan pursed his lips and hummed twice, really not worrying about Hua Jinghua betraying him.
The heart is really big.
Everyone in the palace is still very interested in the performance tonight, but after watching the show performed by Hou Ye and the prime minister, everyone knows what they are doing tonight.
Seeing the queen mother and the emperor get back together again, the concubines in the harem are also happy, laughing, and are about to get up and leave, but they see the sky suddenly explode fireworks.
"Wow--" the palace people whispered softly.
Fireworks are so valuable. I didn't expect the Prime Minister and Hou Ye to have such a big hand. The clusters of flowers, red, yellow, and green have everything, making people dazzled and excited.
The queen mother giggled and stretched out her hand to pull the emperor. Yu Wenjie looked up for a while, then his eyes fell on the side of the table.
After the performance is over, Hua Jinghua and He Changan can't even come to claim their work, are they stupid? It is clear that the Queen Mother is very happy tonight, and the rewards will certainly not be less.
The two fools were dressed in men's clothing and women's clothing. Except for their height, everything was in harmony. They looked up at the sky together, like a couple.
The woman asked the man: "Brother Xian, did you buy these fireworks?"
The man nodded: "Second brother, don't worry, I'll let someone put the account on you."
He Changan: "..."
Withdrawing his gaze, Yu Wenjie hooked his lips.
He thought too much about everything. How could there be anything else for those two people, the brotherly sentiments that were clearly shown?
When the fireworks went down, the emperor was in a very good mood. He looked at the queen mother and said, "Don't the queen reward them?"
Only then did the queen mother think of it, and hurriedly said: "This must be a reward. The palace hasn't been so busy for a long time. After returning to the palace, I will make a list and reward it!"
"Thank you, Queen Mother!" Huachun and He Changan quickly handed over.
This eldest brother is really interesting, and he helped them ask for rewards. Huachun felt so touched, she really did not disappoint her racking her brains to come up with so many ideas.
"It's getting late, go back to rest." The queen mother said: "If the prime minister and Lord Hou are too tired, they can rest in the palace."
"Thank you for the grace of the Queen Mother." He Changan arched his hands. "But the minister should go out of the palace with the prime minister. It is not appropriate to open too many special cases."
"You are very thoughtful." The queen mother nodded repeatedly: "Go."
"Yes." Huachun saluted together.
Prince Xi stood beside him, without saying a word, the queen mother drove with him, and he followed.
Yu Wenjie glanced at the two in front of him, and said sternly: "Chang'an, you wear such a suit to go back, are you afraid of being taken away as a wife?"
He Changan curled his lips: "Is the emperor even making fun of the ministers? This clothes was originally meant to be worn by Jinghua, but he refused to live or die. Isn't my second brother the only one to let him?"
As he said, he glanced at Huachun again: "Actually I think Jinghua wears women's clothing, maybe it will look very good."
Hearing this, Huachun's smile stiffened on her face.
"What you said seems to make sense." Yu Wenjie turned his head and looked at Huachun several times: "Will Prime Minister Hua change clothes with Changan?"
"No need." Huachun waved his hand again and again: "Today is very tired, the Weichen can't even walk, can't toss about it anymore, please be considerate of the emperor."
"That's it." The emperor nodded: "Then another day."
Huachun: "..."
Another day? !
When Hua Jinghua's face is dressed up as a man, even though it is really heroic, it can bluff people. But if you change back to women's clothing, it is appropriate to show off!
Hehe twice, she pretended not to hear, and said: "The minister and Lord Hou have retired first."
"Go." Yu Wenjie waved his hand: "Thanks for your hard work."
He Changan followed the salute, pulled the skirt on his body, and walked forward with Huachun twistedly.
"Brother Xian, are you sure you don't let me change my clothes first?"
Huachun shook his head: "It's so dark, let's go on a small road, no one can see you."
I said so, but when I go back to the mansion like this, how can I scare the people in the Hou Mansion to death? He Changan pursed his lips, stretched out some heavy headdresses on his head, and pressed them on Hua Jinghua's bun.
A bit heavy in her heart, Huachun didn't resist either, letting him transfer all his headwear.
The longer she stayed here, the more uneasy she felt. Hua Jinghua's daughter must not be able to hide her body for a lifetime. In what way will it be revealed in the future?
Instead of being so passive, should she take the initiative to think about it?
I was thinking about this problem all the way, so that I didn't pay attention to the changes around me.
"Jinghua!"
Just after a palace gate, He Changan called her suddenly, her voice was very serious.
Huachun was stunned, and when she turned her head, she saw something shimmering with cold flying past her eyes, nailing it to the palace wall next to her.
Damn it?
She opened her eyes wide, and then turned to look at the palace man leading the way. With a strange thing nailed to her forehead, she had fallen to the ground with blood flowing across her face.
"Go!" He Changan reacted extremely quickly, pulling her to run on the road.
Is this meeting an assassin? Hua Chun ran with him in a daze, thinking that there was something wrong. People's palaces were all heavily guarded, and there would never be anything wrong. Why did you come to her and meet assassins one after another?
The sound of the surrounding wind seemed to tighten, Huachun tried to slow down her breathing, and her footsteps were very light. As He Changan jumped across the flower bed, crossed two unmanned palaces, and hid in a cold palace near the Furong Palace. .
She felt cold behind her back, and she felt that her whole heart was pinched. Even after running so far, the murderous aura still hasn't diminished.
An imaginative person like her is most afraid of facing unknown fears. Staring at a dark place can imagine that a killer might pop up. The little heart can't bear it.
"Second brother." She whispered: "Let's run to a crowded place. Seeing the palace man, I can call for help."
"It's too late." He Chang'an's voice was extremely heavy, almost desperate: "We are surrounded."
Huachun was taken aback, then pale.
God, God, why is she so plagued? In the last moment, I spent a beautiful evening with great joy. Why do I have to face this speed of life and death in the next moment?
Moreover, this time was worse than the one at Zichen Palace, and he was surrounded before he could hide.
The heartbeat of "dongdongdong" was very clear, she covered her heart, and tremblingly asked, "What should I do?"
The tables and chairs in this cold palace are all crooked. There are spider webs everywhere. The beams seem to be in disrepair for a long time, and it won’t be long before they go up and they will collapse.
He Changan stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly. His voice was as soft as a mosquito: "There is no other way. They are a bit crowded. I will cover you. You rush out from the front entrance and run to the Furong Palace on the right. There should be no one left. ."
"Then what do you do?" Huachun frowned: "I don't know how to martial arts. Will it be better for me to come here?"
Even if she runs, she can't get past the martial artist, right?
"No." He Changan said solemnly: "I have a little bit of life left. If you stay, you will definitely die."
Huachun pursed her lips and stopped talking nonsense with him. After all, good people usually die of nonsense. With this skill, she might as well take a good look at the terrain and prepare to run.
The murderous intent was getting closer, and she could faintly see the black shadows moving in the courtyard outside.
He Changan grabbed her waist, helped her to the door, took a deep breath, and immediately protected her to run out.
In an instant, countless cold breaths surged, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Originally, she thought that killing intent in martial arts novels could hurt people, but she thought it was too exaggerated, but now it seems to be really realistic. She still felt pain all over her body.
"Run!" He Changan shouted loudly.
Huachun closed her eyes tightly, covered her neck with her hands, the cat lowered her head and rushed out desperately.