Yuchi Gong settled his intentions and became leisurely.
He picked up the water Pear Blossom poured and saw that the color of the water in the cup was really beautiful. He took the ice and cool it and smelled the fruity aroma. It was tea he had never seen before, so he asked: "Is this the iced fruit you mentioned last night?"
Drink?"
Lihua was in a good mood. When she heard this question, she started to praise in a very silly way: "That's it. Long live the Lord not only has a broad mind, but also has a good memory, which I admire. No wonder the world is so prosperous because you have managed it carefully..." From a good memory to a prosperous country, praise it whenever you get the chance.
Yuchi Gong is so funny, this little thief is really good at breaking things up.
Amid her praises, Yu Chigong drank the fruit drink. The fruit drink was sweet and sour, with a rich fruity aroma, which really relieved the heat and quenched thirst.
It's nice to stay here with the little thief, relax physically and mentally.
Yuchi Gong put down the cup, propped his elbow on the table, and gently pressed it against his forehead, and asked with a smile: "What's in it?"
In fact, he didn't care about this question, he just wanted to talk to the little thief more.
Lihua felt that the person in front of her had a handsome face, and the smile in her eyes was as bright as the stars in the sky, making the summer sun dim.
She kept saying Amitabha in her heart, the male lust was so tempting, it was hard to resist!
Lihua quickly avoided her eyes and pretended to introduce it naturally: "It is made with honey, lemons, green pears and other fruits. If you like to drink it, I will make it according to your taste."
Yuchi Gong raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, not missing the hint of embarrassment in Lihua who dared not look directly at him.
It's rare that today's little thief is particularly easy to talk to: "Then let me try the sour plum soup."
Lihua noticed that his eyes were always on her, and her face gradually became warm, and she coughed lightly: "Long live the Lord, I want to drink it, it's easy to say. Well, it will take some time to cook, Long live Lord, please wait for a while, I will come as soon as I go."
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After saying that, without waiting for anyone's consent, he left the side hall as if running away.
When walking out, Lihua didn't forget to carry Zhichun out, because she found that monsters are very strange and don't like to use palace maids, and just looked at Zhichun coldly.
After walking a few steps outside the side hall, Lihua let out a long breath. Just then, for some reason, her heart was beating a little fast.
Zhichun followed and made a discovery: "Huh? Master, are you suffering from heatstroke? Why are your faces so red?"
When Lihua touched her face, it was indeed very hot.
But she fell into the devil's trap, she fell into the evil man's trap!
But she didn’t come out because she was timid.
Because the evildoer promised her many benefits, how could she be worthy if she didn't go out and cook a beautiful bowl of palace secret sour plum soup?
"I'm fine, let's go. Let's go quickly." Quickly make the sour plum soup and send the monster away. She still has a promotion plan to make!
Lieutenant Chi Gong smiled silently.
He has good hearing, and Zhichun's words fell into his ears without suppressing his voice.
He was in a good mood and thought to himself, the little thief blushed, today's trip is the right one.
For the first time, Yuchi Gong felt that his appearance was useful.
Once upon a time, when he was young, Yuchi Gong was stared at by many people because he was born so well, including the late emperor's concubines and his royal brothers.
They looked at him with calculation, contempt, and indescribable stickiness, which made him very disgusted.
Later, he turned those glances into fear and defensiveness, and felt much better.
Later, the concubines in the harem would stare at him unconsciously and show their obsession with him, which made him very bored.
In the past, he disliked people staring at him the most, but now, Yuchi Gong doesn't mind Lihua looking at him at all, and it's even a pity that the little thief didn't look at him more.
The thief escaped, and Yuchi Gong had time to observe the decoration of the palace.
I didn't have time to look carefully just now, and I didn't look much in the hurry last night. After this look, Yuchi Gong made a different discovery.
The layout of this west side hall is very different from the layout of other side halls. It is obviously carefully arranged and looks very comfortable and pleasing to the eye.
Enter the central hall, walk to the right, lift the light-colored gauze curtain and pass through the moon door to find the inner bedroom.
Walking to the left, there is a study room with windows on three sides and transparency on all sides, separated from the hall by a whole pair of light green bead curtains hanging from the floor.
At this moment, the middle part of the bead curtain is lifted up and fixed on both sides, forming a door shape for easy entry and exit.
Yuchi Gong picked up one of the bead curtains and found that it was made of bamboo and dyed light blue using an unknown method.
He remembered that there was a pair of crystal bead curtains in his private treasury, and asked someone to deliver them in a low-key manner when he returned.
Because there are windows on three sides, the side hall has plenty of light and a cool breeze.
Yu Chigong was puzzled by the layout of such a side hall. This study should not have windows on three sides. When he approached one of them, he discovered that there was something different, as if the window had been opened recently.
Yuchi Gong saw something complicated and unspeakable. The little thief was so skilled and so bold that he even dared to touch the palace.
It’s really...I don’t know how to describe it.
Yuchi Gong was not too surprised. After all, he had already seen the versatility of the little thief.
He felt that the palace was exceptionally cool, without any sultry heat. It was cooler than an ice basin, as if cool air was slowly being released from every corner.
After Yuchi Gong looked around, he found that there were several strange wooden boxes in the palace with pores on all sides, from where the cold air was released.
He couldn't help but open a study, and saw that there was water at the bottom and a lid on the top. When he opened the lid, he could see a drip-shaped container connected to it.
There is a kind of milky white gravel in the container, which falls into the water little by little through dripping.
The amazing thing is that the milky white gravel falling into the water can immediately cool the water, and the cool air seeps out from the pores around the wooden box.
Yuchi Gong was shocked, what is this?
A corner of the capital.
There was an ordinary-looking coachman driving a carriage out of the city.
At the gate of the city, due to the explosion that occurred at the downtown entrance when Mrs. Yang and her son were being escorted, the soldiers inspected people entering and leaving the city very strictly.
After checking the driver, the soldier opened the curtain of the carriage and saw cages of pigeons. He felt strange and asked: "What is this for?"
The coachman lowered his eyebrows and said flatteringly: "To my lord, these are little pigeons that have been carefully raised. They are most suitable for making roasted squabs. These cages were ordered by noble people. The little one is about to be sent to a summer resort in the suburbs of Beijing."
, for the nobles to enjoy. Because of the hot weather, the pigeons were afraid of dying from the heat, so the young ones had no choice but to use a carriage to pull them."
The soldier asked again: "Where is this noble person? Whose name is he?"
The driver hurriedly reported the person's name and origin, and there was nothing strange about it.
The soldier stared at the coachman for a long time without seeing the problem, then carefully checked the inside and outside of the carriage, but found nothing in the end, and waved him away.
The coachman thanked him profusely and drove the carriage through the city gate.
The soldier wiped his sweat and muttered to the soldier next to him: "I don't know what the noble man thinks about eating roasted squab on such a hot day."
"We don't understand the noble man's hobbies. We should check carefully and don't let any suspicious person out of the city."
Not long after the coachman left the city, he found a deserted place, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a line of small words: 'Yang is dead, Wu Dingbang did bad things.'
Then he took out a pigeon from the carriage, stuffed the note into a thin tube, tied it to the pigeon's feet, and threw it into the sky.
A few days later, someone held an identical note and said gloomily: "It turns out it was him who ruined my good deeds!"