My Queen, you are naughty again

Sitting on the roof, Murong Yu looked at the small figure. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly followed her footsteps.

Chu Li walked quickly on the hidden path in the palace. Every corner was clear and came to the back door of Ruihe palace.

He turned his head and swept around. There was no one around. He skillfully pushed the door open a narrow gap and went in. Murong Yu looked at such Chu Li in the back and smiled helplessly.

In the backyard of Ruihe palace, the whole yard is empty. The water surface in the small pond next to the rockery is sparkling by the moonlight. There is also the shadow of the moon. The lotus in full bloom inside is very beautiful, but Chu Li feels that it is really inconsistent with Murong's temperament.

After entering the Ruihe palace, Chu Li became swaggering, and everyone in the Ruihe palace knew that it was not surprising to meet Miss Chu in the yard at night.

Chu Li walked on the corridor with her sleeves thrown. The shade of the trees on both sides blocked a little moonlight, and the only cool light reflected her shadow on the wall.

"Miss Chu, the Lord is under the pavilion in the front yard." xiaojingzi of Ruihe palace came up, holding a tray with a wine pot and a cup. It seems that he is going to send it to him.

"Give it to me, I'll bring it to him." Chu Li raised his hand and took the tray in xiaojingzi's hand. The faint taste of green plum wine filled his nose. It was sour and sweet, and water droplets seeped out of the wine pot. It looked like it was iced.

Xiaojingzi nodded. Before Chu Li could speak, he said, "that slave, go and get another cup for the girl."

After that, he smiled at Chu Li and turned around and ran towards the road he had just come.

Chu Li looked down at the green plum wine in the tray and took a breath. He wanted to suck away the sour and sweet taste inside. He smiled and strode to the front yard.

Yingying palace lanterns are hung in the corridor. There are two or three stone lamps on the path in the middle of the yard, which illuminate the whole yard. Under the small vermilion lacquer pavilion with four corners tilted, Mo Rongrui sits in front of the stone table with an open book folded at hand.

The evening wind blew up the pages of the book. The words written in black pen on them were neat and neat. At first glance, they were written by everyone.

"Unexpectedly, there is green plum wine in your palace. It smells better than Wang Qing's green plum wine." Chu Li sat beside Mo Rongrui without scruples and moved the book to make room for the green plum wine.

Murong Rui turned his head and looked at Chu Li, who was sitting here. With a slight smile, he grabbed Chu Li's front, took away his unique cup and said, "my king's wine is naturally better than hers."

Then he picked up the wine pot and poured himself a glass of wine. The green green plum wine with a little brown flowed slowly from the mouth of the pot. The sound of clattering was very good. With the pouring out of the wine, the air was filled with a faint taste of plum wine. It was slightly drunk in the sour and sweet. When he smelled it, he knew that the wine tasted very good.

Chu Li knew that xiaojingzi would send a cup in a moment. He simply knocked his legs on his thighs and lay on his back on the chair next to the corridor. He looked up at the murals on the top of the Square Pavilion. They were colorful, there were people and clouds. It seemed to be an ancient fairy tale.

"What are you doing here tonight? Imperial concubine yuan didn't take you to talk?" Murong Rui slowly tasted the wine and asked Chu Li next to him.

Chu Li held his hands behind his head, his eyes were still on the mural above, and said leisurely, "I asked, but I just slipped away with an excuse."

Speaking of Yuan Guifei, Chu Li was still a little bored. He subconsciously sighed, and even Dai Mei frowned.

Unexpectedly, on the towering branches not far away, Murong Yu lay on it and looked down to see them.

"What's the matter? You won't be happy when you return to the palace?" Murong Rui slowly put down the cup in his hand, poured another cup, and handed it to Chu Li.

Seeing him like this, Chu Li snorted stiffly, glanced and said, "I don't need your cup. Xiaojingzi will bring it to me in a moment."

Just then, xiaojingzi hurried here, holding a cup in his hand. When he saw his master, he quickly brushed a gift, put the cup in Chu Li's hand and left again.

The cold moonlight slanted down, and the whole night was quiet and harmonious. Chu Li picked up a teapot and poured himself a glass of wine. He looked up and drank it in one gulp. The smell of wine filled his nose. In fact, he wanted to make his brain faint, so that he could temporarily not think about the things of Shifu and imperial concubine yuan.

"What did master Chunyi tell you later?" Murong Rui asked in a deep voice, turning his head and looking at Chu Li.

"What did you say... Ah! Said something about my master and something I never knew." Chu Li poured another glass of wine, which was so cold that people couldn't stop.

Looking at Mo Rongrui, Chu Li gently raised his mouth, slowly wiped the grain on the cup with his thumb, and slowly said, "you can't imagine that master Chunyi and my master were disciples of the same school before."

Murong Rui, a disciple of the same school, was surprised.

"My master worked for the emperor in the first few years of your father's accession to the throne. Later, the emperor's concubine poisoned my Shiniang. Guess who poisoned my Shiniang?"

Chu Li gulped the wine and accidentally choked his throat. The taste of the wine suddenly became spicy and coughed twice. The eyes are a little red.

Listening to what Chu Li said, Mo Rongrui clenched his hands in front of the table and asked in a deep voice, "imperial concubine yuan?"

"Sure enough, you're still smart, so I'm suffering from staying with her now. It's more difficult for me to greet her with a smile every day than going to heaven." Chu Li snorted stiffly. The cup in his hand accidentally fell on the table and turned around on the table.

Murong Rui sighed, got up slowly and walked to Chu Li's side. His raised hand slowly fell on her shoulder, pulled her into his arms and comforted softly, "come on, you don't have to stay in her palace in a few days."

"Where can I go? I can't pretend to be dead again, and then run to Lingshan?" Chu Li supported on the table, drank fiercely, and his face was a little red, but it made people feel smart and lovely. His eyes narrowed slightly at the wine pot and wanted to get it again, but he was stopped by Mo Rongrui.

She doesn't drink well. Murong Rui always remembers.

"In a few days, the king will naturally have a way to let you leave her and come to the king's house." murongrui's mouth was lightly hooked, and his eyes were shining with a smile.