Morbid pet

Chapter 5 She Calls Me Dirty
The night wind blows again, the coolness is long, the shadows of the trees sway wantonly with the wind, and there is a rustling sound, among the blooming night flowers and the weeds growing on the ground, there is a faint sound of insects, which is endless and melodious.

Sitting in the courtyard, Xie Zhao pulled Changle's lotus root arm, and asked earnestly, "His Royal Highness has never cared about the affairs of the previous court, so why is he so serious about scientific research? Could it be that there is His Highness's sweetheart here?"

If you really have a sweetheart, if Xie Zhao didn't say anything, then I'll kill him overnight.

It is rare for Chang Le to have such a real expression, without the flamboyant and tenderness she usually has. She has a plain face, eyes looking at the far horizon, and said for a long time: "I have an old friend in this palace."

"He taught me to be sensible, know how to advance and retreat, and understand suffering. It was he who made me want to respect scholars for the first time, and respect those who dare to speak out in this era."

"Later, he left."

Xie Zhao didn't know why, but his heart felt like it had been pricked by a row of needles, and it hurt densely.

Xie Zhao asked softly, "Then do you like him?"

Chang Le came back to his senses, and laughed at himself: "Everyone I care about will die, so what's the use of liking it or not?"

"It's his blessing." Xie Zhao said softly, his blue eyes were full of guilt.

Xie Zhao intentionally wanted to change the subject, he didn't want to see his princess looking sullen.

"Princess, can my husband go to bed tonight? The bed in the courtyard is really hard."

When Changle heard him say that, he remembered that the two were married, but Changle didn't want Xie Zhao to live with her, she felt dirty, and the eunuch was dirty.

Chang Le's expression became normal and lively, and he got up and wanted to leave, "The bed in the palace is soft, you can go to sleep in the palace."

Xie Zhao grabbed Chang Le's arm, Chang Le let out a hiss in pain, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, "Does your Highness think the miscellaneous house is dirty?"

Chang Le rubbed his wrist that was being pulled vigorously by him, and said annoyedly: "Yes! I just despise you for being dirty!"

Xie Zhaoya's blue eyes dimmed instantly, and his mind was filled with the memories of just entering the deep palace. He knew that he was dirty and turned him into a person he was unfamiliar with and hated.

He shouldn't stand in the abyss and try to reach the moon.

"Azhao, I see."

Early the next morning.

Xie Zhao received the news from the housekeeper.

Butler: "The princess took a group of people to the Lishan Palace early in the morning to escape the summer heat."

Xie Zhao sat withered in the study all night, his eyes were still black and blue. He smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked outside at the fallen leaves blowing in the autumn wind, "To avoid the heat? It's almost like avoiding me."

San Geng was punished to stay at the racecourse for the whole night last night, and he just came over to serve Xie Zhao to wash when he heard such a conversation.

After he left, what unspeakable things happened later?

But, the business is important, and the third watch said sternly: "Master, there is a message from the Zhang family, saying that you are invited to have a small gathering tonight."

Xie Zhao sat in the shadow, with a gloomy expression, "Yes."
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The mountains are stacked, from the green to the top, the white mist curls up, and the milky white thick fog is entangled like a ribbon.

Changle only wore a pair of bloomers under a red bellyband, soaking comfortably in the hot spring of Lishan Palace, with a satisfied expression on his face, and the sound of silk and bamboo in his ears, it was like a fairyland on earth.

The Lishan Palace is said to be used by the royal family to escape the summer heat. In fact, only Changle knows that the natural hot springs inside are treasures.

She is a person who knows how to enjoy, since she was a child, she was well-clothed and well-fed. She wanted the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain. She accepted the support of the world as a matter of course, and never knew what suffering was.

There is no traditional female concept that her husband is the sky, and her affairs should revolve around her.

Changle was a little tired from soaking, she slowly propped herself up and sat on the shore, her calves swinging up and down rhythmically splashing water, the servants next to her quickly brought her a brand new cotton robe, lest she would freeze .

"Don't play such a sad song, it's like I'm a widow again."

Chang Le pursed her lips in displeasure, and muttered: "But it's good to be a widow, at least I can live in Huilan Platform, so that I won't be ridiculed by the world every day."

Mr. Dongshan, who was sitting next to him playing silk and bamboo, stopped his movements, looked devoutly at the delicate princess in front of him, and said softly, "What kind of music does the princess like? Dongshan will learn it right away."

Look, look, this is the difference between spending money and reposting, there are always people who smile for her daughter.

Mr. Dongshan is the new young lady she bought in Wangbei Building a few days ago. He is handsome and unparalleled, he can talk about songs well, and he also wrote a beautiful poem, which made Chang Le blush just by looking at it. Face.

But also just to see.

Changle is playful and extravagant, but she has never been enlightened about the relationship between men and women, and she has always had a lonely grave in her heart.

Chang Le got up and wrapped herself in a thick robe, and smiled: "I like Mr. Zhou Yu like Mr. Zhou, have you ever heard of his "Guan Shanyue"?"

Mr. Dongshan suppressed the smile on his face, suddenly became serious, walked to the low stool by the rock and sat down, burned incense and began to play the guqin.

A melodious and clear sound of the piano came, and Chang Le slowly harmonized with the sound of the piano, with countless brilliance flowing in his eyes.

The end of the song.

Dongshan Jun looked at Changle expectantly, "How is it, Your Highness?"

Chang Le stepped on the catwalk and left without looking back. After a long time, a charming female voice came, "It's okay. But it's not as good as the original version."

Changle supported Liu Yao and walked further and the surrounding brilliance became darker, and there was no sound of footsteps behind her. She immediately became vigilant and shouted: "Where is the person? Donghua Jun? Diancui, Dieshi?"

Chang Le caressed her chest, secretly thinking something was wrong.

A figure slowly walked out of the darkness. He was hidden in the shadows and could not see his face clearly. "Your Highness, I am sorry to offend you."

Chang Le stabilized his mind, showing no signs of timidity, "Who are you?"

The person in the shadow stepped forward two steps, allowing Chang Le to see his ferocious appearance clearly.

The person in front of him was dressed in coarse clothes, but his body was straight, his face was covered with bumps and wounds, and there was a hole in one eye socket, which was only black as far as the eye could see.

He said hoarsely: "I will make a bet with the princess, how about seeing if your cold-natured husband will come to rescue you?"

"My palace disappears, and the whole country will come to save me! Why bet on him?"

"Hahahaha-"

The shadowy man in front of him smiled even more strangely in the darkness, "Then if you want to blame it, then blame you for not killing him, and I have to take revenge!"

Chang Le Liu eyebrows frowned, and said angrily: "Why did you come to harm Bengong because you had a grudge against him? What does Bengong have to do with him? Do you know the consequences of kidnapping Bengong?"

"I am the legitimate son of the Duke of Wei, Wei Jinghua. Your husband has done me so badly! I was expelled from the genealogy in one second by the family, and he tied me up and executed me privately in the next second! Look at my eyes, yes It was gouged out by him with a fiery red dagger! How can I be guilty?"

The more Chang Le heard it, the more wrong it became, and he began to scream.

Although she was delicate and savage, she had never seen such darkness, and then she was slapped unconscious by the palm of the person behind and took her away.

(End of this chapter)