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Chapter 480 This... No... It's not from Ai's family! (already run~)
Imperial City, outside Guanghan Palace.

Zhao Rong was stopped.

In front of the door, there were dozens of Li Nus who were the most important, and the leader with the highest status, Qian Yue Li Nu, stepped forward with a frown.

"Stop! You... Crescent Moon Silver Medal!"

In the next second, her words stopped abruptly, her frowning stern expression didn't have time to restrain, her knees hit the ground forward, and she knelt down.

Dozens of maids from Xianyue in front of the door also suddenly knelt down and saluted.

In the department of Yuefang, seeing the silver medal of the crescent moon is like seeing the empress dowager.

The kneeling beauties all bowed their heads respectfully, but Zhao Rong didn't look at it too much, muttering, "Well, it's pretty easy to use", and stuffed the simple silver medal in his hand back into his sleeve.

The leader Li Nu said in a daze: "Wait, you are Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao, Madam, she seems to be..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, the young Confucian scholar who put away the silver medal had already walked forward with his sleeves folded, without looking sideways, he walked around the crowd and entered the Guanghan Palace.

He seemed to be thinking about things and didn't pay much attention to them.

The leader, Li Nu, looked back at Zhao Rong's back in a daze, and finished speaking subconsciously, "...it seems...that I don't see outsiders."

It's just that someone who is far away can't hear it.

"No."

Li Nu, the leader of the string music, hesitated for a moment, her face turned serious, and she wanted to turn around and enter.

"Your Majesty ordered that no outsiders are allowed to enter, and all of us have been driven away. No one is allowed in the palace... this Mr. Zhao... can't go in."

Among the people outside the door, an inconspicuous Li Nu suddenly whispered:

"What if... what if it's not an outsider... it's someone my lady is waiting for..."

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The leading lady and everyone have wonderful expressions...

After a while.

Dozens of divorced women outside the palace gate returned to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

However, if you take a closer look, you can see that their faces are dignified, their eyes are sharp and patrolling, and they are guarding the palace gate.

Stay close.

And looking at the atmosphere, it seems that it is faintly more strict and meticulous than what Zhao Rong guarded before he came.

……

Zhao Rong didn't pay much attention to those Li women who blocked the way, and walked straight into the palace gate with his hands clasped.

He stretched his right hand into his left sleeve, clutching the Dali history book in the sleeve, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Rong walked a hundred steps along the avenue paved with glazed tiles, and his steps stopped slightly.

He stopped where he was, looked left and right at the halls and corridors extending in all directions, and fell silent for a moment.

Turning around, he looked at the way he had come.

Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't go back to the door to ask for directions, and continued to walk forward.

"Go to the front to find a maid and ask..."

He muttered and nodded.

Not long after, Zhao Rong followed his memory and came back to the hall where the Dugu Clan held a banquet not long ago.

I looked inside, no one was there.

He moved on.

After half a column of incense.

Zhao Rong stopped at a strange fork in the corridor, and there was an elegant orchid bonsai next to it.

Standing beside the bonsai, he couldn't help frowning.

He turned his head and glanced at the way back when he came, and then at the new tunnel ahead which was still empty.

"Something's wrong, it's such a big palace, after walking for so long, why haven't I met a single lady... Uh, it shouldn't be the cold palace..."

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help muttering, and shook his head, "No, the Leng Palace doesn't even have one person. Where have all these people gone?"

With a puzzled expression on his face, he froze in place.

Careful not to go any further.

After all, he doesn't even know where he is in Guanghan Palace now, and he is a little lost.

Along the way, Zhao Rong discovered that the Guanghan Palace occupies a huge area. Some buildings are simple and old, while others are brand new and brilliant, which seem to be rebuilt.

It should be that the history of this palace is not short, and it may have been used by many dynasties in the history of Lidi in the past, inherited from generation to generation, and later generations either repaired or rebuilt on its basis.

This is also the norm in some palaces of the Yamashita Dynasty, which has a long history.

And the Guanghan Palace where Zhao Rong lost his way now is obviously the same. It is the bedroom palace where the empress dowagers of some dynasties lived. It is located in the middle of the west side of the imperial city and has a prominent position.

Now the Dugu family is in charge.

It is the most honorable place in a certain sense in Dali right now.

But Zhao Rong didn't pay much attention to these things. What he is speechless now is, you have repaired the bedroom so fucking big, how can I find someone?And in broad daylight, it's still empty, it's really a bit of a hell...

"Shall I go in again?"

Zhao Rong thought to himself.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't move.

At this time, he was still far away from the hall where the luncheon was held before, and if he went deeper, he should be the residence of the Dugu family.

A widow who had just lost her husband was also the Empress Dowager Dali.

Constrained by etiquette, reputation is extremely important.

Zhao Rong is a strong and vigorous man, if he bumps into something, he shouldn't bump into it.

He shook his head, gave up the idea, and waited on the spot.

Zhao Rong looked around, but after a while, he still didn't see the maid.

Just when he was considering whether to go back the same way and ask the divorced girls outside the palace, a moving colorful thing suddenly flashed in his peripheral vision.

When Zhao Rong turned his head sharply, the moving shadow in his field of vision had disappeared, as if it had disappeared at the arched entrance of a garden in front of him.

The young scholar breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly walked there.

"Finally bumped into a figure... It's broad daylight, so it shouldn't be a ghost."

He glanced at the clear sky, the afternoon sun was lazily falling down.

Zhao Rong smiled, and after a while, he quickly walked to the entrance of the circular arch in the garden.

Looking inside, there is a winding cobblestone path leading to the depths of the garden.

There are lush trees and beautiful flowers and plants on both sides.

But the figure just now was not seen in the field of vision, it should have walked in.

Zhao Rong didn't hesitate, and followed directly. There is only one road here, and if you walk faster, you should be able to hit it.

He nodded and strode forward.

Soon, Zhao Rong heard what seemed to be some light footsteps not far ahead. He strode forward, and after crossing a corner that blocked his vision, there was no one in front of him.

The footsteps also disappeared without a trace.

"Hello? Anyone?"

He yelled softly.

Needle drop can be heard in the air.

Only the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind.

Auditory hallucinations?

Zhao Rong frowned, stood there for a while, and looked at the empty path.

After a while, he shook his head slightly and continued on.

On the subsequent road, Zhao Rong looked around.

Some plants have extremely long roots.

Occasionally, among the flowers and leaves, some abandoned stone benches or wooden objects can be faintly seen.

This garden seems to be quite old, with a classical style...

This time, he hadn't walked for long when he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Zhao Rong first smelled a strange fragrance that secreted his heart and lungs.

Immediately, I saw the twists and turns of the cobblestone path in front of me, and some faint mist spread outward from the heel position...

Zhao Rong frowned. Sure enough, after walking for dozens of steps, he faintly heard the sound of rushing spring water, and some streams appeared beside the road, in the opposite direction to him.

After a while, at a corner of the cobblestone path, the young Confucian scholar stopped quietly.

With a slightly cautious expression, he took advantage of the corner and peeked into the corner.

Not far away, there is a spring filled with heat and mist, surrounded by ingenious people, and built into a... luxurious and classical bathing pool.

It occupies a huge area, and the mist is lingering, spreading over the feet.

It's like a fairyland on earth.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

Could it be that he came to the place where a widowed woman takes a bath?

Good fellow, who the hell can tell from the outside that there is something hidden in this garden?Uh, can't we hang a bathhouse sign outside...

Zhao Rong was very speechless, and subconsciously glanced away.

In the field of vision, there appeared a gorgeous pavilion, which was located not far from the bathing pool. The nine steps were quite high, and the standard was elegant, and the hazy water mist could only permeate until it reached the level of the last step.

However, in the next second, Zhao Rong's pupils shrank slightly.

In the pavilion at this moment, besides the small stone table with dim sum fruit in the center, there is also a rosewood beauty couch, which is luxurious and simple, and what attracts Zhao Rong's attention even more is that a graceful and charming figure is lying on the side. On the beauty bed.

The woman was only wearing a snow-white gauze dress, with her shaved beautiful back facing Zhao Rong's direction, and her black and beautiful waist-length hair was wet, gathered and tied in front of her left shoulder.

She was tilting her head to the left, holding a delicately embroidered towel in her hand, rubbing her blue silk carefully.

On the beauty bed, there is a sultry scene of a peerless beauty wiping her black hair lazily after getting out of the bath.

Zhao Rong could tell who this woman was at a glance.

He had seen this very pretty back of the woman that day when he was in the mourning hall of the late emperor, but it had a profound impact on her.

Right now, she is no longer wearing filial piety, but a snow-white gauze that is slightly see-through...

Zhao Rong secretly thought something was wrong.

Although he is here to look for her now, but... what the hell are you taking a bath at noon, isn't this letting me down?And you don't have a single ghost in the whole bedroom, could it be... Is it a special hobby, or are you trying to do something secretly?

Although Zhao Rong was a little flustered and couldn't help complaining crazily, he quickly looked away and took a step back silently the first time he saw the situation clearly.

Look no further.

The young Confucian scholar murmured silently, moved lightly, turned around slowly, and wanted to leave quietly.

"You came?"

A melodious voice as crisp as a silver bell resounded in the silent garden.

It was Dugu's voice, but compared with the previous voice in formal occasions, the ending was soft and long.

Less dignified and serious, more soft and carefree.

Zhao Rong's eyes were wide open, but his footsteps were stuck.

Turning back slowly, he looked around.

In the entire Linyuan bathing pool, there were only Dugu and him, and no third person was seen.

"Why are you still hiding? Come out quickly." Dugu's voice was crisp.

Zhao Rong frowned, at the corner, his body didn't move at all.

He deliberately held his breath and waited quietly.

However, after a while, there was still no sound in the garden, no strangers came out except Zhao Rong.

"Ok?"

It seemed that it was the man's disobedience that caused Dugu to make a nasal sound a little dissatisfied.

Helpless, the young Confucian scholar walked out of the corner hesitantly and showed his figure.

He looked around, his face a little cramped.

In other words, he was caught in such a wrong place, what should he say, it feels embarrassing to say anything...

Dugu, who was lying on the beauty's couch with his back to Zhao Rong, snorted softly while wiping his long hair, "Hmph, for the Ai family, you are more courageous now."

"........."

Zhao Rong was speechless, and at the same time he was puzzled:
She knew he was coming before?Has someone reported it?Uh, is it that figure just now...

"Come and help me," said the woman in the booth who was brushing her hair.

The young Confucian scholar took a few steps forward, but couldn't help shrinking back a little, but still walked slowly towards the pavilion.

"Okay, come here quickly. It's over early, and you go back quickly. You have taken a lot of risks when you come to meet this time, so don't be found out."

Hearing his dawdling, Dugu stopped brushing his hair and shook his head.

Zhao Rong nodded when he heard the words, and touched the history book in his sleeve.

The two of them are alone now, and it is indeed impossible for people to find out, so it is better to make a long story short, and leave without delay.

He walked up the steps quickly and came to the beauty's couch.

In an instant, a woman's unique cool body fragrance mixed with the fragrance of rare and expensive spices in the bath water rushed towards her face.

How do you feel like doing this, a bit of an instant sense of cheating?And her tone... Did she just say that she wanted me to help her?What can I do for her...

Looking at the beautiful woman on the nearby bed, Zhao Rong frowned slightly.

He tried not to squint, covered his mouth with his fists, and was about to cough and say a few words.

However, Dugu, who was behind his back, suddenly said: "First wipe the Ai family."

Before the words fell, a fragrant towel was thrown over, with a seven-color ribbon mixed inside.

Zhao Rong subconsciously reached out to catch it, but failed to catch it, and the towel and the end of the ribbon brushed his face.

The tip of the nose is full of the warm fragrance of a woman, and there seems to be a somewhat familiar smell in it.

But at this moment, he subconsciously said:
"This...isn't it good?"

The air in the pavilion was silent for a moment.

"!!!"

The next second, on the beauty's couch, the beauty's tender body trembled violently, and fell off the couch.

The range of motion was suddenly too large, and even this luxurious and quaint beauty couch was also rolled over and overturned

Seeing this, Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, "Ah, why are you so excited?"

He stepped forward, ready to help.

Dugu Chanyi suddenly raised her head, her beautiful and picturesque face opened wide at this moment, "You...you...why are you!"

The woman's tone was shocked, and she even forgot for a moment that she was facing the man face to face without covering her face.

Zhao Rong frowned suddenly.

However, at this time, I saw his movement forward and his big hand protruding.

Sitting on the ground, Dugu Chan, who was leaning back on the ground with her hands, trembled, kicked her jade legs in fright, and hurriedly backed away.

"Don't...don't come here!"

At this moment, there was a crackling cavity sound and the sound of wood breaking.

It turned out to be a red sandalwood beauty couch that was overturned on the ground, and the side facing Dugu happened to be the bottom of the bed, but at this moment, she kicked through the red sandalwood board in the center of the bottom in desperation.

A palm-sized hollow was revealed.

Immediately, in an instant, something leaked from the hole in the collapsed floor of the bed.

Jingle--!
Jingle--!
Several crisp sounds resounded in the pavilion.

It seemed that something had collided with the floor.

Zhao Rong and Dugu Shi, who were staring wide-eyed and with different complexions, were immediately attracted by the things on the ground.

The two lonely men and widows looked down almost at the same time.

What fell out turned out to be a jade product and three small ball-like objects, the material of which was unknown, and several candles of different lengths.

This jade product is thick and long, and its shape is... weird, and very eye-catching, lying quietly beside Dugu's legs with scattered black hair...

Dugu: "..."

Zhao Rong: "..."

The air suddenly quieted down.

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PS: Brothers, Tanabata fast... go to sleep!Where did we spend the Qixi Festival, woo woo woo...

　Thanks for the 5000 coin reward from the good brother "Come for Qingjun"!
　　
　
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