The little tiger was still squinting on the table and wagging his tail.

Young and harmless things attract people's love. I don't know that someone around me has cruelly predicted its fate.

Ling Miaomiao moved a heart of compassion, snored on the soft hair on her neck, and the disturbed little tiger twisted her head, opened her mouth on the back of her hand and bit her, just like a coquettish.

Dodge cleverly.

The warden was still reluctant to give up and said with a smile: "look how lovely it is - there are forest gardens in the palace. In fact, when it grows up, it may not die, but it will be domesticated by special personnel..."

Mu Sheng suddenly interrupted with a smile: "when a tiger was a child, it was like a cat. We just looked at it strangely. We don't really care about it as a cat. I don't like it either. It seems that my father-in-law has gone for nothing again. "

"Well What a pity. " The old warden's smile hesitated a little, but soon found the steps, "the imperial concubine asked, if you don't want, we will send it to the Duanyang emperor Ji."

"Thank you, father-in-law."

With a very friendly smile, Duke Xu picked up the sleepy little ball on the table, squinted, nodded to them, and walked away.

Mu Sheng stood in the same place to watch him leave. Outside his white tunic, his robe was half dragged on the ground, like a spoiled young man who had just woken up. His perfunctory smile was still hanging on his face, but his eyes didn't contain a trace of temperature.

For a long time, he turned and walked back to the bed slowly: "you are not soft hearted at all."

Ling Miaomiao didn't like it: "do you think the concubine who saved it is soft hearted? It's not compassion, it's cruelty

Mu Sheng's step suddenly, the temple seems to burst a spray, a wave of twisted pain suddenly attacked the head. However, it is only a moment, and the source has not yet been identified, just like the tide fading away.

He slowly sat down, pulled open the quilt and lay down, staring at Ling Miaomiao's side face with fine hair.

She is as naive and vulgar as all the girls in the world, and her life is like grass. But she is different, every move follows some stubborn law.

She can constantly change the attitude of action, and constantly compromise, but he vaguely realized that those compromises are just appearances, and she will never lose her way.

Ling Miaomiao is a mollusk, not like him.

"What's the difference between a tiger and a cat

He couldn't help trying to find out where her confidence came from.

The weather is very hot and the copy is walking very slowly. Ling Miaomiao needs to keep his anger from rising: the Black Lotus always wants to discuss life with her in a different way, often in the form of riddles.

She thought carefully and replied, "happiness is the most satisfying thing in the world, but sincere love is not.". If you really like cats, it should be because they can be held in the arms of others, but they are not completely attached to the owner's personality, so you spoil them willingly. If you like tigers, it is because you like their cruelty and wildness. Even if you are bitten and devoured by them, you will have no complaints. "

"If you keep a little tiger, you just see that it has no teeth and claws, has no resistance ability, occupies it, dominates it, and looks at the joke that the tiger becomes a cat, and you are afraid that it will bite back one day, so you should guard against it and be afraid of it This is Ye Gong Haolong. "

She looked down at Mu Sheng's half closed eyes, frustrated.

Tell people they're asleep

She took out the fan under the mattress and gently fanned his face. She couldn't stop picking it up again and said to herself, "I speak so well. It's great. I should record it."

Unexpectedly, Mu Sheng suddenly opened her eyes, pinched her fan, and her eyes were dark: "do you like tiger or cat?"

Ling Miaomiao struggled and counseled: "cat."

"Sure enough, soft and glutinous, harmless and lovely..."

"You're wrong about that." Miaomiao chuckled, with a tone as light as a lover's whisper at noon, and a bright smile at the bottom of his eyes. "I choose cat not because it's soft and easy to control, but because I haven't met a tiger that can make me willing to be eaten."

"Ah -"

"Diji, Diji!"

White shadow suddenly stood up, like a drunk, staggering and bumping against the wall.

The whole Fengyang hall was filled with screams. The maids who were taking a nap felt numb. They rolled down from the bed and crawled to the inner hall. They saw that the Dragon Boat Festival covered their ears like crazy, and they were staggering away, making a terrible cry.

Pei Yu chased after her, her face turned white: "Diji, Diji wake up!"

Duanyang's voice was hoarse, and he suddenly took off his strength. Pei Yu threw him in the right direction. The little maid surrounded the trembling emperor Ji with her whole body, and the two of them slowly sat in the corner together.

"Goddess, goddess..." Duanyang lips white, constantly shivering, teeth overflow intermittent words."What did your highness say?" All the people of Fengyang palace kneel down beside the Dragon Boat Festival, and their skirts are folded on the ground, like a group of shivering white rabbits, trying to hear her vague words clearly.

"Again..." Duanyang raised his head blankly, tears constantly spilled out of his eyes and burst into tears, "tell him I'm not! I'm not! "

Slightly yellowing gauze gently wrapped around the ear of Duanyang. The old woman doctor was over 70 years old, and her hands were covered with spots like the skin of a dead tree. She trembled slightly: "Diji is just too frightened, it's no big deal."

Princess Zhao's heart hung in her throat. She just fell down and murmured, "that's good, that's good..."

Princess Zhao has a golden step on her head. The thin tassels hang down at the end of her eyes. The thick powder can't cover the fishtail pattern and drooping pouch. The rich clothes can't stop her from getting tired from the inside out.

In just a few days, the woman, who was well maintained and always wanted to fight for breath, suddenly appeared to be depressed.

Duanyang emperor Ji, who is free from the nightmare, has no expression on her face. She is like a lost puppet sitting on the Royal concubine's couch, with four maids on duty in Fengyang palace kneeling at her feet.

Pei Yu knelt straight, gently shaking the arm of Duanyang, crying with tears: "Diji, Diji, you talk..."

"You can see the situation now." Princess Zhao took her eyes back from her daughter. When she turned her head, she seemed to have made a decision, with a trace of ruthlessness in her eyes.

"At Xingshan temple that day, Mr. Mu said that the nightmare of emperor Ji was the problem of sandalwood, which was also proved by Dr. Chen." Her eyes crossed Mu Sheng's face without any emotion, and she was easily avoided by him. "Now, why do you still have such nightmares when Di Ji doesn't go to Xingshan temple or touch sandalwood?"

Her epilogue suddenly sank, with a sense of oppression. Although the words are for mu Sheng, but the temper is scattered on Liu Fu Yi and Mu Yao. Ling Miaomiao has the illusion that she seems to be afraid of Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng kept a polite smile, his face unchanged. Liu Fu Yi calmly took over: "a few days ago, I once told Diji to change all the clothes she wore in the temple. I don't know..."

The maid kneeling on one side said: "according to the words of Liu Fangshi, the maidservants cut up all the clothes and burned them. Now the clothes on the emperor's body are new inside and outside."

Liu Fuyi nodded and did not speak.

"Liu Fangshi." Princess Zhao seemed to be in a bit of a hurry. She banged the table twice with her armor. "For more than ten days, the precious daughter of heaven has made her life worse than death. Can't you find out this thing?"

Ling Miaomiao coldly looks at Princess Zhao, half testing and half really angry, thinking: this woman is so tired.

Mu Yao couldn't rub the sand in his eyes. He was just about to open his mouth, but he was stopped by Liu Fu's clothes. He calmly glanced at the face of Princess Zhao: "we have been checking for a few days. We have a guess. We need to get evidence from the empress."

Princess Zhao raised her hand and cut her hair quietly. Her hand trembled: "you say."

"Wait a minute." The girl's sharp voice.

"Wait a minute." At the same time, the voice of Mu Sheng sounded.

The crowd turned around, and with an innocent smile, they pointed to Peiyu kneeling on the ground: "I see that girl seems to have something to say."

Princess Zhao was a little surprised: "Peiyu, what do you want to say?"

Pei Yu took a few steps on her knees and hugged her leg: "Niang Niang, Niang Niang is in charge of Diji. Diji is set up by people!"

Princess Zhao's expression became tense and fierce for a second. She grasped Peiyu's slender arm: "who?"

Pei Yu wiped a tear: "although Diji didn't touch sandalwood, she ordered soothing incense in the room today. Since I was a child, I was familiar with spices. At first, I thought it tasted strange. Now I want to understand that there must be something in the spices."

Imperial concubine Zhao gasped quickly. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and her voice calmed down: "who is in charge of that incense?"

Kneeling on the ground, the ladies in waiting said: "sister Peiyun is in charge of it."

"Pei Yun..." There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of Princess Zhao, and she immediately became fierce, "come on, go and get the rest of the tranquilizing incense from Fengyang palace, and press Peiyun to our palace!"

Mu Yao looks at the scene more and more chaotic, wants to explain something, but is pulled by Liu Fuyi, his gentle side face looks at her, gently shakes his head, calmly makes a mouth: "watch the change."

The palace maids of the bodyguard all set out, and their steps were disorderly. Princess Zhao sat still, and the tea on the table was cold.

After a while, the pale Peiyun was turned over and pushed to the ground rudely: "kneel down."

Pei Yun raised his head in bewilderment, facing the gloomy face of Princess Zhao.

"Niang Niang, this fragrance is really mixed with hallucinogenic herbs..." Chen Taiyi trembled and said, "it's the same kind of sandalwood that was found last time."

"Bitch!" A slap with a fierce cool wind, patted on Peiyun's face, her whole body was huge force to fly out, hard to one side.

Princess Zhao was panting. The aunt next to her stroked her chest in a hurry. She was very happy for her. Her finger almost poked at Peiyun's forehead: "who gave you the courage to let you secretly harm Diji?"The corner of Pei Yun's mouth had been broken. It took him a long time to relax. In his confused eyes, he slowly felt helpless: "servant I didn't harm my concubine... "

"Niang Niang, don't listen to her sophistry. Pei Yun has been sneaking up with people outside Fengyang palace for a long time!" One of the maids broke in angrily, and the other two quickly agreed, "yes, we saw them with our own eyes. We heard her talking to a man at noon today. They said behind her that Diji was not sensible, and that father-in-law also said that it's a pity that Peiyun didn't have the destiny to be a lady!"

With this, the room fell into a strange silence.

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