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"Benefactor, the Plum Blossom here is the best that Bozhao has seen!" Ke Bozhao smiled as he looked at the bright lights in the courtyard, "Bozhao never knew that my master was so meticulous towards Mei Mei, to actually put so much effort into her work, it is truly a deep love."

Those last four words caused the smile on Qi Yunshan's face to gradually disappear. Qi Yunshan looked at the Plum Blossom that filled the courtyard, and could not laugh anymore. I don't know why I should regret my love this year.

A plum tree and a lamp, the entire garden was filled with the light of the stars.

May the Emperor come back to understand the old road and not be a lonely soul.

"The Rites of Heavenly Worship is about to begin. You have to keep an eye on it, otherwise something might happen to you, as the prime minister of a hundred officials, you won't be so good!" Qi Yunshan said meaningfully, "I'm old, some things you guys can carry on your shoulders, I won't join in the fun!"

Ke Bozhao knew that the meaning behind Qi Yunshan's words was that Qi Yunshan was going to pluck everything from him, and if something bad were to happen at the Rites of Heavenly Worship, it would have nothing to do with Qi Yunshan. Thinking about it here, Ke Bozhao bowed, "Yes!"

"I hope you understand!" Qi Yunshan smiled benevolently, "This world belongs to the young, for the old ones like us, it's time to leave!" He patted Ke Bozhao's shoulder, "Young man!"

Although he said that, Ke Bozhao didn't dare think that way, if you take Qi Yunshan seriously, he would probably die even faster. The Heaven's Sacrifice Rites were coming soon, yet Qi Yunshan had sealed his Taifu Mansion up tightly. It seemed like he would not step out of the door even if he did not step out, but in reality? If something happens during the Rites of Heavenly Worship, I'm afraid …

The Rites of Heavenly Worship was a double-edged sword. The emperor could use this Rites of Heavenly Worship to announce to the world that the emperor was a proud son of heaven. However, if something went wrong, it would also turn into a phenomenon.

When Ke Bozhao went out of the door, he let out a long sigh.

"Prime Minister, what's wrong with you?" Fuzi asked softly.

"Your Majesty …" Ke Bozhao wanted to say something but hesitated.

Fuzi quickly replied, "The emperor is not in the palace."

Ke Bozhao was startled, and then he understood that this little thief who stole the alcohol must have followed the Great Bastard into the den of thieves. Ke Bozhao rubbed between his brows, "Is he at Regent's Mansion?"

"Yes, he has entered the Regent's Mansion. However, since Lord Shi had been scolding him in front of the Duke Palaces, the Emperor naturally did not dare to come out. "It's not nighttime yet, Lord Shi is tired of scolding me. Even if he doesn't have any alcohol, he can only be a mute and continue to eat." Fuzi supported Ke Bozhao up onto the carriage, and right now, the carriage came out from Regent's Mansion's backyard and entered Fanghua House.

"Fanghua House?" Ke Bozhao paused, "Was it the Fanghua House that blocked an arrow for the emperor before, then became as clear as the clouds, and replaced Wen Jianxuan as the Palace's Guardian?"

Fuzi nodded, "Yes!"

Ke Bozhao said as the expression in her eyes darkened, "You still haven't returned to the palace even when it's already dark, and you're instead going to the Fanghua House? Aren't you afraid of being unsafe? "

"With the protection of the Regent!" Fuzi lowered his voice and looked around.

Hearing that, Ke Bozhao's face suddenly revealed a cold look, "Has this Dongfang Weiming really gotten addicted to playing? The young Emperor liked to make trouble when he was young, why would he join in the fun as well? This is not his usual style of doing things! "

"Yeah!" Fuzi put down the carriage curtain, "Prime Minister, do you want to go back to your home?"

"Go for a walk in the street." Ke Bozhao changed his mind, "Maybe I can see some things that I shouldn't have, it's good to join in on the fun!"

Fuzi's mind thought of something, and immediately understood what Ke Bozhao meant, and immediately drove towards the long street. There weren't many people on the street during the night. The Rites of Heavenly Worship were approaching, and these four areas were filled with patrolling soldiers. Thus, their safety wasn't a problem, but the problem was … He could guard against people, but not people.

Zhao Jing wanted to see Wen Rusheng on a whim, and Dongfang Weiming followed her to cause trouble. If she went to Fanghua House, how could she lose a piece of flesh? At the very least, it would save her a lot of trouble if she could obediently return to the palace. It's just that the one who didn't make things difficult for him, was Wen Rusheng! When Dongfang Weiming looked at Wen Rusheng, he felt a little uncomfortable all over. He couldn't tell where it was wrong, probably because he didn't like the pale face that looked like Zhao Jing's.

"Young Master, the Emperor is here!" The scenery entered.

Wen Rusheng coughed softly, he glanced at the scenery, then casually threw the letter into the brazier. Blue flames sprung up and engulfed the letter. Eunuch Tong gently fiddled with the brazier, immediately finding nothing.

"Brother Wen!" As Zhao Jing entered, he frowned slightly. What was this smell? Even though it was mixed with the fragrance of the plum blossoms, one could still smell a strange smell! It was somewhat familiar!

"Why did the Zijing leave the palace at night?" Wen Rusheng still coughed as he stepped forward and bowed. He was quite calm, even in front of the Emperor, but he was still treated as a close friend he had made in the past.

"I came out in the daytime and secretly did some things that caused a storm in the city. Therefore, I could only come to find you at night!" Zhao Jing smiled and sat down, "Come, take a seat!"

Hearing that, Wen Rusheng sat opposite of Zhao Jing, and the scenery quickly changed as he served the tea in front of him.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhao Jing asked, "In these past few days, the head of the palace had changed to Fanghua House. "However, I can't see you even though you're running outside the palace. Don't tell me …"

"I'm fine, but my body is getting worse every winter! When the flowers bloom in the spring, it will be much better! " Wen Rusheng laughed bitterly, "The one who worries the emperor is Ru Sheng!" He sighed with a hint of melancholy.

Zhao Jing curled his lips, "Your body being unwell is not your fault. We are just worried about your old injuries and illness, so we came to see you." She looked at Wen Rusheng, who was standing in front of her, as if they were both in the same boat. Weaker than she was. She felt that there was something in her body, so her body was frequently in pain, but fortunately, she was in good shape, and was not as sickly as Wen Rusheng.

When she saw Wen Rusheng, she felt even more pity.

"No worries!" Wen Rusheng's voice was hoarse and her face was extremely pale under the candlelight, "Your Majesty, don't worry. We should have left many years ago! "

"Now that you see me, you can't die." Zhao Jing laughed, "We are ten thousand years old, there is no harm sharing a hundred years with you!"

Wen Rusheng was amused by her. "Your majesty the Emperor is magnanimous and magnanimous, then I'll thank your majesty!"

Zhao Jing nodded his head, "Being a Guardian is a good thing, but my body must be tighter." She took out a jade pendant from her sleeve, "This is what I took out from the palace. If you're so free in the future, come and play with me in the palace! "Although this palace is hidden from the outside, I still haven't been able to come out often after all. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood!" Wen Rusheng received it with both hands, but his gaze landed on Zhao Jing's hands, "Your majesty, where is the ring that I gave you?"

Zhao Jing laughed, "We knew you would say that!" She took a glance at the tightly shut door, then pulled out a chain from her collar like a magic trick. On the chain was the plum blossom ring that he had given her, "I am the emperor, I cannot wear this kind of item, so I can't wear it, so I can't throw it away or carry it with me to prevent you from checking!"

"I dare not inspect the Emperor's things!" Wen Rusheng laughed, but the way she looked at him was as gentle as water, "You must keep this well, it's very important! I might even be able to save your life in the future! "

Zhao Jing was startled, "That important?"

Wen Rusheng nodded, "Can you trust me this once?"

"Alright, I'll believe you!" Zhao Jing carefully put it back into his collar and lightly patted his chest. "Don't worry, I will definitely keep it close to my body. Unless we die, I will definitely …"

"Don't even mention dying, you are long live!" Wen Rusheng sighed, "It's getting late, let's go back to the palace early! Don't you think I'm fine? It's just that I've been a bit tired recently, so I didn't go out! When I have time, I'll go to the palace to look for you. You'll take me to walk around the imperial gardens, won't that be alright? "

"Alright!" Zhao Jing nodded, "Then it's a deal!" She stood up and looked at Wen Rusheng's smiling face with some hesitation, "Brother Wen, can I ask you a question?"

Wen Rusheng nodded, "Feel free to speak!"

"Have we met before?" Zhao Jing's eyes darkened slightly as she stared at him without blinking, "I don't know why, but when I saw you look so familiar to me, I just couldn't remember where I've seen you before." Logically speaking, she should be able to clearly remember every single time they met, even if it was just a passing glance. However, towards the Wen Rusheng in front of her, she actually had an indescribable feeling.

Wen Rusheng laughed, "This is probably just fate, some people will be strangers for their entire life, but some people might not even know you, and will feel mutual hatred just by looking at you. Your majesty and I are probably precisely those people who met late and hate each other. "

Zhao Jing laughed, "Maybe!"

Standing outside the door, Dongfang Weiming, the one who was by the side, did not hear him clearly. Heh, before, they were talking and having fun, but now that it was late, what about after that?

Zhao Jing opened the door and went out. Looking at the dark expression on Dongfang Weiming's face, he turned and said to Wen Rusheng, "Go back and rest, there is no need to send me off!"

Wen Rusheng bowed, "Yes!"

"Why aren't you leaving Uncle for supper?" Zhao Jing started walking.

Dongfang Weiming followed her like her follower, but it was clear that … She was his puppet, wasn't she?

After getting on the carriage, the man didn't look too good, but the atmosphere inside wasn't any better. Zhao Jing's heart was slightly unwell, did Bastard eat the wrong medicine tonight? He had an appearance that was as warm as jade before he left, but right now, it was dark clouds pressing down on the city.

"Uncle, which scene are you acting out? Is something wrong? " Zhao Jing laughed and asked, "Does Uncle think that Wen Rusheng, this sick person, would become a stumbling block for you? Uncle, do you think that anyone who comes close to us deserves to die? "

Suddenly, the shadow pressed down.

Before Zhao Jing could even cry out in alarm, his mouth was already covered by the rough palm. She stared at him with a pair of bright eyes. In the slightly bumpy carriage, she used the weak light to look at his incomparably handsome face. She didn't know what he was going to do, but she knew that her provocation had worked. Dongfang Weiming was a very rational person, but at the same time, he was also a man! A man has a heart. If you ask him to go east, he will go west, just like a rebellious child!

Her noisy voice made him really frustrated. It was as if only by blocking her mouth could he make the place quieter and his ears quiet. It was just that Dongfang Weiming did not know that it wasn't that he found her voice noisy, but it was because of the two words "Wen Rusheng" crawling out from her full lips that he was unable to maintain his calm.

She was shouting out someone else's name, yet her voice was so gentle!

"Zhao Jing!" It was the first time he had called out her name directly.

Zhao Jing's body shook and he subconsciously gulped down a mouthful of saliva. Was he really angry?! She didn't seem to say anything. She seemed to have overused her persuasion.

Dongfang Weiming said coldly, "Close your eyes!"