Prime Assassin: the Evil King’s Wife Chapter 208: The sword dance is amazing

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"Yes, slaves will take you there." One of the court ladies led Dong'er to the kitchen.

There is a small kitchen in every palace. The kitchen is not big, but it has everything.

The kitchen is quiet at this time, only two court ladies are cleaning.

When I saw Donger walk in.

"Sister Jingcui."

The court lady named Jingcui answered: "Where is the pigeon."

"The imperial dining room just sent a few pigeons, they are all here." The maid took out a red cage and opened the upper curtain to reveal the plump pigeons inside.

These pigeons were sent into the imperial city from various places, and the food for the emperor is naturally the best.

Give it to the emperor, the queen mother, and after the queen has chosen, the rest will be allocated to each palace.

Although this pigeon was selected, it is big enough and has bright hair.

"There are several pigeons here, you see which one to stew."

Jing Cui pointed to the cage and asked Dong'er.

Dong'er glanced at it, her face a little embarrassed: "My lady eats everything she chooses by herself. I'm afraid she won't drink it after the stew."

"No problem, you take this pigeon to Miss Fourth to see." Jing Cui's brows were light.

Dong'er looked happy: "Then I will take it and ask Miss."

Taking a pigeon looking clever from the cage, Dong'er turned back to the palace.

Jing Cui followed afterwards.

In the palace, Yun Tingruo was lying on the couch, listening to the footsteps, he knew that it was not Dong'er alone.

Slowly lowered his eyes, as if they were really resting.

Jing Cui walked forward quietly, lowered his eyes and glanced at Yun Tingruo.

Seeing that her breathing is steady and her eyelashes are not shaking, she looks away.

"Miss, miss."

Dong'er held the trembling pigeon in both hands and called out softly.

When those eyes were slowly opened, the innocent black pupils rolled around, floating lightly on Dong'er.

The brow frowned, as if being awakened a little angry.

"Miss, this is a pigeon, do you want to eat it tonight?"

Dong'er's tone was very soft and gentle, and she raised her hand.

The pigeon makes a "cococococo" sound.

Yun Tingruo stretched out his little hand and touched the pigeon: "Don't eat, raise it."

"This--!" Dong'er glanced at Jing Cui who was silent, pretending to persuade: "Miss, this is a pigeon, which is for food."

Yun Tingruo snatched the pigeon childishly and put it in his arms: "Raise."

This word is so loud.

"Fourth lady is willing to raise it, and the slave and maid will go find a cage for the fourth lady."

Jing Cui gave Dong'er a worried look at her, and was very satisfied with Dong'er's attitude.

Although she is a maid under the guardian of Wei, she can be regarded as a steward in front of these little maids.

The maid beside these four young ladies is very sensible, which makes her feel happy, and suddenly feel that this errand is not that annoying.

Jing Cui went out to find a cage, Dong'er took the opportunity to speak: "Miss, raise pigeons in front of them, is this?"

"Being honest is the best way to lower your vigilance."

Yun Tingruo's eyes swept away from confusion and turned into gleam, and a hint of confidence flashed in his tone.

At night, in the dead of night, all the palace ladies have gone to sleep.

A figure is training the pigeon in the double tent.

She moved very lightly, without making any noise.

Xiaobai yawned and flashed out of the space.

The paw rubbed his eyes and let out a lazy "Woo."

"Papa." A thing fell from the sky and fell in front of Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai blinked, holding the trembling little thing in front of him.

The paw touched it curiously.

The little thing is shaking more now.

Fun and fun.

Xiao Bai didn't expect this little thing to be so afraid of it that he couldn't stop shaking.

With a wave of its paw, it threw the dove in the air, and when it was about to land, it shot it in the air again.

It was a joy to come and play.

The pigeon was frightened by Xiao Bai's breath of the Beastmaster, and didn't even know that it spread its wings and flew away.

Stupidly let Xiaobai play around.

"Stop it." A clear voice swept over like ice and snow.

"Oh, oh." As soon as Xiaobai's claws were closed, the pigeon "clicked." It fell straight to the ground, with gold stars on its head and mosquito circles in its eyes.

"Kill it, I will let you deliver the letter."

Yun Tingruo picked up the dizzy pigeon from the ground and glared at the innocent Xiaobai.

Although it said that Xiaobai should be sent to deliver the letter, Yun Tingruo would not let it deliver the letter.

There are more important things for it to do.

The pigeon is used to contact Yunlin, and Xiaobai is to contact Yun Xiao.

Yun Lin's route is dead, Yun Xiao's route is alive, and even she doesn't know where Yun Xiao is at this time.

So I have to rely on Xiaobai to find it.

With Xiaobai's cleverness, she is not worried at all.

"Woohoo." Xiaobai rolled, so he didn't want to deliver the letter.

But where does it know that something more miserable than sending a letter is waiting for it.

*****

When the first ray of morning light penetrated the mist, another warm morning came in Fengguo Imperial City.

The willow tree next to the street hangs its head, softly accepting the morning shower.

At the gate of the palace, a group of people slowly appeared in the sight of the people.

The man riding a horse in the front, dressed in a dark blue cloth, wears a belt similar to the color of his clothes around his waist.

The face is fair, the body is long and thin, the fingers are tilted with orchid fingers, and the handkerchief is pinched and placed on the nose.

It's like this folk air has stained his noble lungs.

Passing through many streets of the imperial city, the horse team finally stopped in front of a majestic mansion.

The vermilion gate is full of ancient charm, the white jade steps are full of heartbreaking drops, and the unicorns on the eaves carved from sandalwood are spreading their wings, giving people a sense of solemnity.

A sign hung on the top of the door, surrounded by gold borders, and three striking gold characters "Jinwangfu" were engraved on it.

The headed father-in-law jumped off the horse, and immediately there was a little **** who raised his hand.

The flattering father-in-law shook his waist and stepped up the steps.

"Knock, knock."

The door soon opened, and the middle-aged man with round face and big ears swept the father-in-law in front of him: "You are."

"Proclaim the decree of the father."

When the middle-aged man heard this, a trace of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

He looked reluctantly and opened the door.

The view of the mansion quietly emerged, with trees lined with trees, red walls and yellow tiles, and magnificent.

A group of people bypassed the rockery and crossed the small white jade bridge with carved fences, but they saw the green stream cascading jade and the white stone fences, surrounding the pond.

This is the front hall of King Jin's Mansion.

"Where's King Jin, let him come out to take the order." The father-in-law smiled flatteringly. The King Jin is holding a heavy hand, and no one dares to offend him.

"The prince only returned to Beijing last night, and he hasn't gotten up yet."

The middle-aged man has a proud tone, but he doesn't pay attention to the father-in-law in front of him.

The emperor’s people have nothing good.

"It's okay, it's okay, the slave is just waiting." The father-in-law wiped his face, covering the dark color in his eyes.

In the quiet bamboo forest, the slender bamboo leaves are swaying in the wind, making a pleasant sound, like someone blowing a huge bamboo flute, playing a deep music.