Xiao Lao hurriedly pulled the reins and stopped behind.
On the right, there is a warm dark yellow light in a house far away. It is the cabin where Xiao Lao has lived for sixteen years.
"Go to the old minister’s temple and have a drink to warm yourself up," Xiao Lao asked tentatively.
Lingsi looked away at night without saying a word, turned his horse’s head and galloped away with a whip.
Xiao Lao’s heart is full of joy, and he has been chasing it for sixteen years. He will come to see him in the temple, but he has never stepped into it as if he had forgotten him.
In the dark, the hunting ground in the north is only warm.
A door Xiao Lao hurried to fall off the horse before the door, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus wine floated out. The wine in the furnace was warm.
"Hehe, it’s still this wine." Lingsi strode into the house with an imperceptible smile floating on his lips at night.
"It is the veteran who can’t live without this wine in my life." Xiao Lao hurriedly pulled up his sleeves and brushed away a thatched seat to serve Ling Si at night.
Trying to get the glass, he hesitated. He always drank the exquisite wine in the big bowl, but Lord Tang was ready to struggle and simply took the exquisite porcelain cup.
"The temple has been hidden for many years" and handed it over with a cup.
Lingsi night tasted a mouthful and nodded with satisfaction. "Let’s send a few altars to the East Palace another day."
"Yes," Xiao Lao replied cheerfully, which was very heart-warming.
"This wine lamp is elegant. Who?" Ling Si looked at the porcelain cup at night and suddenly asked
Xiao old frightened hurriedly mouth "temple who can also be a veteran …"
"Don’t make me ask again" Ling Si’s cold eyes at night.
Xiao Lao quickly got up and knelt down. "The pardon of the temple is the imperial court. Tang Mengtang’s adult Tang will come to the minister for a small drink every time he comes to the hunting ground. It’s just a chat with the minister, not an emperor!"
Ling Si night slightly one leng to play with the glass to sharp eyes, which gradually softened. It turned out that she was here to drink.
When Xiao Lao saw the temple and didn’t speak, he quickly explained, "The temple has been here for so many years, and the old minister will never betray the temple!"
Even when he was a child, he protected him and helped him avoid the difficulties of the emperor. Did the child really believe him? Will there be anyone in this world who has completely trusted him?
"How many times has she been here?" Lingsi night finally shut up.
"Four times" In the past four years, the temple hunted Tang adults every year and hid in the old minister’s room.
"How do you know?" Lingsi Night personally filled the wine, and his thin lips took a sip next to the rim of the cup.
"I accidentally bumped into Tang’s adult knocking at the door, and the old minister just came back from the outside." Xiao Lao answered truthfully
"Get up. What did she talk to you about?" Ling siye continued to ask
"All chatting veteran can’t remember" Xiao Lao didn’t feel relieved to see the temple without anger.
Ling Si night didn’t ask more questions. A mysterious way passed through her eyes. "I will personally deliver this wine to the East Lingfei’s hand another day." Then she got up and headed for the door.
"Yes" Xiao Lao wondered slightly but didn’t think much about hastily taking out the purple fox fur robe in the cupboard to chase it out.
"It’s cold in the temple, let’s put it on." I didn’t say much, but my hands were carefully presented.
Ling Si took one look at the night and hesitated for a moment before taking the past and casually putting on the horse …
Eastern Palace
The hot spring pool in Yunyan Valley is warm and steamy, and there is water left quietly.
Tang Meng got up lazily and casually dressed in a big robe and went to the house. Two handmaids behind him carefully followed her with a set of women’s clothes and rouge gouache. The temple commanded clearly that no empress was allowed to wear men’s clothes in the East Palace.
A good service to Tang Meng sitting in front of the mirror almost didn’t recognize himself. On weekdays, I stayed in the Dream Pavilion and naturally wore women’s clothes. I never used powder, gauze, white clothes and plain face.