Author: Sigui Beihong

"I'm really anxious." Mo Yunxiao said: "Prince Jian has taken a fancy to me. Why didn't he ask Yu Ru for me yesterday at Daxiangguo Temple?"

Mrs. Wei chuckled and said: "How unbecoming is it to beg someone else's maid for no reason! Even the prince cannot ignore this face. Don't worry, he will definitely come to beg you today, he just lacks a reason."

"Yu Ru." Mo Yunxiao suddenly stared at Mrs. Wei and said, "Could he not have taken a fancy to me?"

Mrs. Wei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to him?"

Mo Yunxiao's cheeks immediately turned red, and she hurriedly said: "How could such a thing happen! I'm afraid that our plan will fail."

Mrs. Wei laughed and said, "Didn't you see how lost he looked yesterday? I'm afraid he was just a worried woman, tossing and turning all night."

After she finished speaking, she laughed twice more, but quickly suppressed her smile and said quite seriously: "He Lu, I have to warn you as a sister. This King Jian is frivolous and a complete swinger. You

Never entrust your heart to him, otherwise it will cost you your life."

When Mo Yunxiao saw that Mrs. Wei spoke solemnly, she nodded her head twice and said, "Yuru, please rest assured. I only entered Prince Jian's Mansion to save people, and I have nothing else to ask for."

Mrs. Wei also nodded twice, but then sighed sadly and said: "God of evil, let He Lu take such a big risk. Alas..."

Mo Yunxiao also felt a sense of sadness in her heart. Just as she was about to give Madam Wei some advice, she suddenly saw her disciple running up to her and said, "Madam, Miss Mo, His Royal Highness Prince Jian is here."

The two looked at each other, and both of them were happy. "Look, what did I say?"

Mrs. Wei said to Mo Yunxiao quite proudly, then turned to the door and said: "Go and invite her quickly."

The door opened in response, and Mrs. Wei also walked towards the gate with the support of a group of maids and servants. As the door slowly opened, King Jian and his party walked in slowly, and happened to bump into Mrs. Wei.

Today, Zhao Si is dressed in an ordinary dress. Although it is not as luxurious as when he went to the Daxiangguo Temple yesterday to offer incense, it is still not ordinary. There are three attendants beside him, each holding a small wooden box in his hand. Mrs. Wei winked.

At first glance, one can tell that this is fine pear wood, and the contents inside must be very valuable gifts.

Mrs. Wei went up to greet her and was about to pay homage, but Zhao Si supported her with both hands and said, "I am already frightened by the uninvited guests who are disturbing me, so why should I be so polite, Mrs."

Mrs. Wei smiled and said: "Your Majesty's words are really embarrassing to us. How can we say that you are an uninvited guest when you are a rich man?"

"Haha, Privy Council Zeng is a minister of the official family, and I am a caged bird in the imperial court." Zhao seemed to complain at an inappropriate time: "What else can I be if I am not an uninvited guest?"

"Your Majesty, what you said is not right." Mrs. Wei took Zhao Si's hand and led him towards the living room: "Your Majesty is a sibling of the official family. He has received many rewards since he became emperor. Your Majesty should not be resentful.

That’s right.”

Zhao Si's face darkened slightly, and then he laughed loudly and said, "She is indeed the first wife of Privy Council Zeng. Anyway, let's not talk about court matters today."

While talking, they arrived in front of the lobby. The three boys following Zhao Si stood up one after another and opened the box.

Zhao Si pointed at the box and introduced one by one: "Madam, please see, this is the finest Tianshan Snow Lotus, which is a tribute from some khanate in the Western Regions. This is a thousand-year-old ginseng from Changbai Mountain, and is from the Emperor Yelu of the Liao Kingdom... Yelu... um

, anyway, it was a gift from the Emperor of the Liao Kingdom. Oh, this is the Tremella Bird's Nest that was paid tribute by the Emperor of the Dali Kingdom. It is said to have the effect of prolonging life."

After introducing the gift, he added: "Privy Master Zeng is not in good health, so it's just a good time to make up for it. Huh? Why don't you see Privy Master Zeng?" As he spoke, he raised his head and looked around. In fact, what he was looking at was not Zeng Bu, but yesterday.

He looked around and didn't see the maid he fell in love with at first sight, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Mrs. Wei clasped her hands together and said in a somewhat frightened tone: "This is impossible. We dare not accept such an expensive gift."

"A small gift is not a sign of respect. Madam, please don't shirk it." After Zhao Si said this, he walked a few steps in the hall. He looked around but could not see the maid, so he asked again: "Why can't you see Privy Council Zeng?"

"Hey, it's all business." Mrs. Wei laughed and said, "Isn't it the beginning of spring? The Qiang people in the west are going south to plunder. Sir, he will go to the Privy Council to discuss defense matters with Mr. Zhang from the Ministry of War."

"Oh, that's it." Zhao nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, Zeng Bu was not busy with official duties, but he prided himself on being clean and did not want to team up with his wife, Mo Yunxiao, to deceive others, so he stayed away from them.

Seeing that Zhao Si was a little lost, Mrs. Wei couldn't help but secretly smile. Then she came up to meet Zhao Si and stood behind Zhao Si and said: "Your Majesty gave you such a great gift when you first came to visit us. We have nothing to repay, but it happens that there is a maid in the house who has the gift."

I wonder if the prince is interested in the ability to dance with a sword?"

"Oh?" Zhao Si immediately turned around, his eyes filled with infinite brilliance, and said happily: "In that case, please invite her to come up and dance."

"Come here, serve wine to the prince." Mrs. Wei ordered, and everyone retreated. Several maids came up one after another carrying wine pots, wine cups and some dishes to go with the wine.

Mrs. Wei asked Zhao Si to sit down, filled a glass of wine for him herself, and said, "Your Majesty, this is the good wine from Changfeng Tower. Please taste it."

Zhao Si drank a glass, but felt that the wine had a refreshing aroma and lingered in his mouth. He couldn't help but praise: "It is indeed a good wine."

At this time, a woman wearing colorful silk and satin clothes and soft-soled white silk shoes came forward with small steps.

She lowered her head, tapping the ground with her toes, holding her hands high in front of her, holding a shining golden sword.

Her long hair hung down, covering her face, but her figure was graceful and outstanding. Zhao Si, who was about to drink happily, was stunned for a moment.

The woman gently flipped her wrist, and the tip of the sword slowly turned upward. When the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, the woman suddenly shifted her feet and held the sword across her chest. Zhao Si was even more shocked, only feeling that the sword in front of him was

Women are so heroic and intimidating.

As the woman danced, the sword flew up and down. The gleaming sword light matched the woman's soft and powerful figure, sometimes leaping and sometimes squatting. The sword light entwined between them, like a dragon emerging from the water, which was very eye-catching.

Mo Yunxiao has traveled through time for a long time and is already familiar with the abilities of this body. Therefore, this set of swordsmanship is particularly easy to master.

While dancing her sword, she glanced at Zhao Si with her peripheral vision, and saw that he and Zhao Ji were indeed somewhat similar, but his eyes did not have the artist-like agility of Zhao Ji.

Thinking of Zhao Ji, she couldn't help but think of his outrageous behavior that day in Jinmingchi. Mo Yunxiao felt intense shame, and a ball of depression had accumulated in her heart for a long time.

She got excited about the sword dance, and in a trance she thought Zhao Si was Zhao Ji. So she raised her sword eyebrows and stabbed Zhao Si in the chest with one sword.

"Ah!" Mrs. Wei was shocked and stood up unconsciously. But Zhao Si still seemed to be in a dream, looking straight at Mo Yunxiao with a pair of blurred eyes.

"No!" Mrs. Wei suddenly shouted, and the tip of Mo Yunxiao's sword had touched Zhao Si's skirt. Mo Yunxiao was also startled by her shout, and suddenly came to his senses.

He quickly withdrew his sword and turned around.

If this sword were stabbed, not only would his whole family be decapitated, but Zeng Bu and Mrs. Wei would also be implicated. Thinking of this, Mo Yunxiao was dripping with cold sweat, and hurriedly put away the sword, knelt down on one knee, the tip of the sword facing down.

, nodded and said: "Your Majesty, I forgive you."

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Si clapped his hands and applauded, as if he didn't know that Mo Yunxiao had stabbed him in the chest just now. Mo Yunxiao and Mrs. Wei both looked at each other in confusion.

Zhao Si turned to Madam Wei and said, "How lucky Madam is to have such a talented woman serving her. Even if Mrs. Gongsun, who is good at sword dancing, were still alive, she would be ashamed."

Mrs. Wei quickly apologized and said, "Your Majesty, you have given me too much praise."

"Eh? Madam, when did you stand up? Sit down quickly." Zhao Si stood up slowly and said to Mo Yunxiao: "You are a good swordsman, get up too."

"Yes." Mo Yunxiao stood up anxiously.

Zhao Si looked at her for a while, and it turned out to be the maid he saw in the backyard of Daxiangguo Temple yesterday. Mo Yunxiao's eyes met his, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Of course she wasn't really shy, she was just pretending to make Zhao Si fall in love with her even more.

Zhao Si was really excited, but he couldn't lose his composure in Zeng Bu's house. He could only suppress his inner impulse and asked: "What's your name?"

Mo Yunxiao glanced at Mrs. Wei secretly, and then timidly said: "The younger one's name is Linglong."

Zhao Si was about to say more, but Mrs. Wei said first: "Linglong, it's rare for King Jian to appreciate your sword dance. Go to the housekeeper to receive the reward."

"Here." Mo Yunxiao snickered in her heart, then bowed her knees and saluted, and when she was about to retreat, Zhao Si stopped her: "Wait a minute!"

He turned around and said to Mrs. Wei: "This woman is very good-looking. She is just a little maid in your house. I'm afraid she is using the night pearl as a lantern, which is a great humiliation of her talents."

Mrs. Wei laughed and asked, "What do you mean by Prince Yi?"

Zhao Si hesitated for a while before expressing his thoughts: "Madam, you know that I never go out easily. When I go out and pick up someone else's tea bowl, they always want to express their feelings and give a gift.

Give me the singer. I can't retreat, and it has gradually become a routine. I see that this woman is elegant and has the ability to dance a sword. Madam, why don't you do a favor and sell her to me. When I entertain guests,

You might as well ask her to come out and dance for a while, and it will naturally enhance your reputation greatly."

Mrs. Wei showed a troubled look, frowned and said, "Shu Yun said, 'It's not polite to come back without reciprocating'. The prince has sent these many precious objects, and I should be a favor. It's just that this woman was bought by my master."

, if you let the prince take the person away without saying hello, it will be difficult for my master to explain."

Zhao Si laughed and said: "It doesn't matter. The singers in my palace are no less than thirty, so I will send two over as a token of exchange."

"But this..." Mrs. Wei was still embarrassed.

Zhao Si became anxious, stretched out the five fingers of his right hand and said, "Five! How about it?"

"Your Majesty, it's not a matter of how much." Mrs. Wei secretly laughed in her heart, but said: "It's just that my master loves this Linglong, and no one else can take his eyes off it."

"Ten!" Zhao Si spread his hands, stretched out ten fingers, and said, "Ten for one, Privy Zeng will not suffer a loss."

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I have to discuss this matter with my master."

Zhao Si gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "I turned over the dye shop and made colorful clothes! I will give all the thirty singers in my house to Privy Zeng. I only want this exquisite one!"

Mrs. Wei and Mo Yunxiao were both greatly surprised. They did have the idea of ​​​​taking the opportunity to rescue these women, and maybe Huan'er was among them. But they never expected that they would catch them all. This made them surprised, happy and worried.

Zhao Si stared at Mrs. Wei with bright eyes. Mrs. Wei was stunned for a moment and then said: "Well, it is rare for the prince to show deep friendship. It seems that I would be too unkind if I don't let him go."

Zhao Si's expression finally relaxed, and he said with a smile: "The thirty singers in my palace are all beautiful. But..." He turned back and glanced at Mo Yunxiao behind him, and said: "Compared to

This Linglong is so vulgar and vulgar."

"Sigh. Your Majesty is determined to get it, so what can I do?" After Mrs. Wei finished speaking, she turned to the housekeeper and said, "Go and get Linglong's body deed. I'll go with your Majesty later and get the thirty girls' deeds."

I’ll also get my body bond back.”

"Here." The butler responded and left.

Zhao Xi also felt distressed for a while, but when he turned around and saw Mo Yunxiao, who was still bowing his head and shy, he became elated again.

He came to Mo Yunxiao and asked, "Are you willing to go back with me?"
To be continued...