Morbid pet

Xie Zhao glanced around, "I'll leave this place to you tonight. You must ensure that the assassins cannot escape and the people cannot be harmed."

"I obey the order." Mr. Zhang accepted the order and left, while Xie Zhao walked out.

After taking a few steps, he stopped. He turned around and glanced at Master Zhang's back, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"Your Majesty?" Mr. Zhang couldn't help calling him when he saw the emperor standing there in a daze.

Xie Zhao said calmly: "Let's go, chase him now."

The next day, he led people to search for the murderer all night long, but still to no avail.

Everywhere in the palace was searched, but the murderer was still not found.

Last night, deep in the mountains and forests, Xie Zhao and Master Zhang were searching for traces of assassins, but the footprints were very messy and could not be distinguished at all.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this assassin has long expected that we would not give up and deliberately left footprints to lead us here."

"I understand." Xie Zhao nodded, his eyes flickering, and suddenly asked: "Zhang Aiqing, where was the little snake yesterday? Didn't I ask you to take good care of it?"

Master Zhang was startled, "Your Majesty, the little snake disappeared last night. The old slave was worried that something might happen to you, so he quietly released the snake back into the mountains. It was a cauliflower snake and is poisonous. If you were stung by the snake, it would be three long and two short. what should I do then."

Xie Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Since I threw it out, let's forget it."

Master Zhang was wary. He lowered his eyes and replied respectfully: "I have sent people to look for it. A black and gray cauliflower snake should be easy to find."

Xie Zhao laughed and said nothing.
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Take the inside of the platform.

Changle leaned on the couch in the flower hall and said warmly: "Azhao, what's going on?"

Xie Zhao frowned and said: "Master Liu has already looked for it, but to no avail. This person seemed to have disappeared directly from the plains, without leaving any trace. In addition, it rained last night, and those footprints and traces were all gone." It was washed away by the heavy rain, but don't worry, I will protect the safety of you and the child. The palace is really unsafe recently. I suspect there is an internal problem. So Chu Chu, during this time, you take the child to the Xijiao Villa first. Okay? Don't come over to the palace for now, it's not safe." There was a hint of gloom in his handsome eyebrows.

Changle actually didn't want to leave, but she still had to go there for the safety of her children.

Changle grabbed Xie Zhao's wide-mouthed court dress sleeve, "Azhao, you also have to pay attention to your safety, you know? Maybe your suspicion is right. Someone in the palace deliberately let the assassin in, and the inside should be in harmony with the outside, so you must be more careful, whoever comes Not good."

Xie Zhao nodded: "Yes, I understand."

After sending Xie Zhao off, Chang Le was going to see An Ying.

Anfu.

An Ying and the people in Northern Xinjiang still live together. They are used to living in groups instead of living alone.

An Ying hadn't woken up yet. He was slumped lazily on the recliner, with other children from Northern Xinjiang playing around him.

An's Mansion was very large, and it was expanded again later. Changle rarely came here, and never set foot in it after the expansion. She walked over, and An Ying stood up to greet her, "My dear, why are you free to come see me today?"

Chang Le laughed and scolded: "You heartless thing, are you so alienated from me now?"

An Ying held up her belly and laughed, "It's nothing."

Changle sat down on the recliner. One of the reasons why she was able to play with An Ying was that they were both lazy, like sloths. They could lie down but never stand. An Ying was the same person.

Changle asked: "The sales of Beauty Pills have been good recently. Do you have any ideas to expand the market of Beauty Pills? We only need to lower the price a little, and we can get many new customers."

An Ying just shook his head, a pair of amber pupils showing a dark watery light, "No, the current market is already very good, much more than we expected. This is all thanks to your ability to carry goods. It's really great." Strong! I don’t want to reduce the value of this product by selling it at a reduced price. Plus, I’m a little worried. The current price is something ordinary people don’t dare to think about. If the price is reduced, then ordinary people will think about it. If they save money to buy such products, is this really the result we originally wanted? No."

Changle also felt that what An Ying said made sense, "Yes, what you said makes sense. I don't want those young girls to spend their money just to buy a little health care products. It's really unnecessary. When it's time to make money, I need to make money."

An Ying nodded, "Yes, I have been lying flat recently, and I still have to rely on you, Changle. I almost lost my soul in Jiangnan, but you saved me." He turned his head to look at Changle and found that Her eyebrows were curved, and there was a layer of golden light. An Ying clasped his hands almost piously, put his fingers on his thin lips and said, "Thank you."

Changle caught a glimpse of his movements from the corner of her eye, and immediately stepped aside to make way for his clasped hands to face the sky and the earth. She really couldn't bear it.

"An Ying, I'm warning you, speak politely and don't do anything like this."

An Ying sneered, then went around, and soon came over with a food box. He and the maid arranged the dining table in the yard, and specially inserted two roses, which were Chang Le's favorite. Blue-green rose.

The breakfast is simple and unpretentious, but delicious.

It was a breakfast with the characteristics of Northern Xinjiang. Changle had not had it for a long time. Missing the taste was too much. She started to move her chopsticks, picked up a piece of yogurt flour pancake and started eating, along with the special pickled cabbage porridge of Northern Xinjiang. It has a different taste.

People in northern Xinjiang tend to have sour and spicy tastes, but breakfast is okay, there is no chili. If it’s lunch or dinner, there should be dishes heavy in oil, salt, and chili. Changle can barely eat a few bites, but You must not eat too much. If you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable, and you will feel like you are having a lot of fun.

An Ying saw Chang Le eating so deliciously and couldn't help but expressed concern: "Chang Le, have you been wronged recently? Are you not used to the food in the imperial dining room?"

"A joke?" Changle was still biting a piece of yogurt cake in her mouth. Her mouth was like a squirrel and the bulge was very cute. She chewed it and said, "The imperial dining room doesn't have any of your Northern Xinjiang cooks."

In other words.

The chefs in Northern Xinjiang cook delicious food.

An Ying smiled proudly, "Is it delicious? But we only have two cooks, and we really can't give one to you. Otherwise, how about you send two cooks to study with us for a while? We will teach you. Yes!" He patted his chest and promised: "There is no charge for learning!" Changle laughed and took a sip of milk, "Okay, let them come and learn for a while when they are free. But to be honest, you Northern Xinjiang people Breakfast is really delicious, but forget about anything with chili, you will die if you eat too much chili."

An Ying laughed, "That's called millet pepper. It's a specialty of our place. Didn't you pay a lot of tribute to the court this time? Let me tell you, use this pepper when you go back to make pepper rabbit or chicken." It’s delicious! You have to believe me! This chili is really delicious.”

Chang Le frowned: "No! I ate this millet pepper at your place, and it almost killed me." Thinking of the painful memory of eating pepper, Chang Le's little face wrinkled up.

When Chang Le was full, An Ying took her to the yard to play with her bare feet on the pebbles. Chang Le found it very novel, so she actually took off her shoes and socks to play with him. She shed tears while playing, which scared An Ying. Crouching aside, he almost knelt down.

"Auntie, who provoked you? Tell me!"

An Ying ouched, and then took out a pure white handkerchief from her arms to wipe her tears.

Chang Le wiped away his tears and said: "An Ying, there have been thieves and assassins coming to the palace recently, and it has been twice! They said it can only happen in three cases! But this has happened twice. The palace is my home, and now it is my home. It makes me really worried that my home is so unsafe. Xie Zhao has been living in the palace during this period just because of this matter. I am really upset."

An Ying knew that there must be something wrong with Chang Le's sudden visit to him. "I also heard a little bit of rumors. I didn't think much about it. Seeing that you are all fine, I didn't expect it to be so serious."

Changle nodded, "Yes, the key is that I can't do anything. All I can do is hide with the child." She lowered her head dejectedly and kicked a black pebble that turned up beside her feet. The pebbles formed a sharp contrast with Changle's white and soft feet. Changle exhaled a breath, "What else do you think I can do?" She blinked and asked An Ying with a pair of water-cut eyes.

An Ying patiently took away the pebble that was about to cut her feet, and then pulled her to sit in the pavilion. The maid quickly brought brand new socks for them to put on, and then brought her to several restaurants in Chang'an City. A relatively famous pastry.

When Chang Le came to An Ying's place, she no longer paid attention to food safety issues. In fact, she didn't know the people in An Ying's mansion very well, but she didn't want to check. She wasn't in the mood and felt it was unnecessary.

An Ying raised her eyebrows: "Auntie, don't let your rich body cause any problems if you eat it here. Has Xiao Cui been tested for poison?"

Xiaocui was the maid next to her. She walked up and said respectfully: "Sir, it has been verified that it is not poisonous."

Only then did Chang Le feel that maybe he was making a fuss out of a molehill. How could he be so defensive?

"Okay, An Ying, this Xiao Cui did a good job, reward me." Chang Le turned his head and gave Die Shi a look behind him. Die Shi whispered back "Yes" and then took out a small bag from his sleeve. The silver was handed to Xiao Cui.

Xiaocui is a little girl who looks like she has not yet reached the age of hair. It is the first time she has received so much money as a reward. The bag is very heavy in her hand. She looks at An Ying hesitantly, but she does not expect that An Ying is just He patted the table and said, "Since it was given by the queen, keep it. Xiaocui will always be more careful in everything she does in the future. Okay, you can go down."

Xiao Cui's face turned red, and she smiled: "Okay! Thank you, Master, and thank you, the Queen!"

Seeing the little girl so happy because of a little money, Chang Le also smiled and couldn't help but sigh: "It's better to be young, what do you think?"

An Ying is not young anymore. He is already a Bensan person, but he still looks like a young man in his early twenties. There is no trace of the marks left by the years on him. This may be the talent of the people from Northern Xinjiang. , of course, there is also the blessing of beauty pills.

He tapped the table and said: "It's good to be young, but isn't it good for us to be like this now? By the way, I want to tell you, please don't worry about the assassins in the palace. The sky is falling. There are tall men going up there, so why are you, a weak woman, going to catch assassins? Just say that they stayed up all night in the heavy rain on the mountain in order to find clues. Can you survive it?"

Changle frowned and retreated, "I can't bear it."

An Ying quickly came to a conclusion, "That's right, so let's take this period as a holiday. I can accompany you wherever you want to live and take care of your children, or if you like Mansion An, it’s okay to move here during this period. Our residence can be said to be the safest in Chang’an City, because people from the Central Plains are afraid of us Northern Xinjiang people, saying that we can use gu to practice evil.”

Changle: "No, your poison doesn't harm anyone."

An Ying poured herself another cup of scented tea, which was Changle's favorite thickened hibiscus tea. The bright red liquid leaked from the copper stove, "You have good taste. This hibiscus tea is really good. I can't bear to give it to you." Others soak, but only when you come, soak a little."

Changle smiled and said, "Thank you, for entertaining me with my own tea."

An Ying smiled and said, "Isn't that borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha?"

Changle sighed and said: "I am going to retreat in the western suburbs for a while. The western suburbs are still safe, almost like an iron bucket. The Imperial City" she sighed, her eyes drifting to the blue sky, "The Imperial City It makes me feel more and more insecure. It used to be a prison, but later it finally felt like home. Now I actually feel that the imperial city is a place of execution. Isn’t it ironic?"

An Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled: "No, honey, I don't like that damn place either. It's not your problem. It's okay to go to the western suburbs. Will Your Majesty come to accompany you?"

Changle shook his head: "He probably won't come back. He will be waiting in the palace for the past few days."

An Ying asked: "Are you just waiting for the rabbit to come?"

The breeze picked up, carrying the fragrance of flowers layer by layer, "Yes, wait and see, otherwise, the three thieves last time have been found, and they also handed over some useful information."

An Ying didn't ask any more questions. He didn't want to ask more about the future, "Okay, just pay attention to your safety."

Changle resigned quickly. She and An Ying were now close to becoming a family, and neither of them interfered too much in each other's lives.

This is good, Changle thought.

She fell asleep leaning against the carriage.

Little did they know that a big event happened in Chang'an City.

Song Yue ran away.

This is simply a slap in Xie Zhao's face.

His biological sister did something wrong and was sent to the Royal Prison, but was kidnapped!
Still under the emperor's nose.

It's ironic!
Chang Le suddenly woke up in the carriage. She held her chest that was rising and falling violently and rolled up the curtain. She looked outside at the setting sun. She turned back and said firmly to the carriage driver: "Go back to the palace!"