Chapter 46： Xiao Yuan may have lost a false sleep (1/2)

Usually, there are red sleeves standing on the bedside, waiting for him to fall asleep before leaving. Now there is no breathing sound beside him, Xiao Yuan sleeps, no,.

After counting sheep, backing math formulas, reading English speeches and other methods can not arouse any sleepiness, Xiao Yuan turned over and climbed, no longer corpse.

He thought for a few seconds and turned it out of the window.

The windowkeeper was a young man who had just been elected as a guard. When he saw the emperor not sleeping in the middle of the night, he suddenly turned out from the window, scared his liver and gallbladder, and his soul flew. Xiao Yuan wore a white coat, long hair, and grinned at the young guards, revealing a white tongue: ”This is a friend? Friends? Ah?” The little guard turned his eyes and saw that his lost grandfather was opening. The opposite side of the river is full of calls for his own name.

Xiao Yuan woke up the little guard, and the little guard was panicked: ”What happened to the emperor, how...”

”I can't sleep, come out and read poems, look at the flowers and see the moon.” Xiao Yuan waved his hand, small scenes, don't panic, ”This friend, will you make a poem? Come, face the old moon, come to a slap.”

The little guards scared to give up thinking, and tightened their eyebrows for a long time and said: ”The moon is round and round, like a big jade plate.”

Xiao Yu'an is in charge: ”Miao! It's a neat work, simple and easy to understand, straight to the soul, and two more.”

The little guard was boasted: ”Look at it again, it's more like a scallions.”

Xiao Yuan asked: ”Are you hungry?”

The little guards nodded in the stomach and suddenly reacted to what they were doing. They were terrified and screamed: ”The emperor, the micro-committee said that the nonsense was lazy, and asked the emperor to punish!!”

Xiao Yuan can't smile: ”Get up, go eat something.”

”Where are you going?” The little guard looked up and saw Xiao Yuan walking leisurely.

”Go find someone to talk about life.”

Xiao Yuan walked to the entrance of the main hall, standing far away, did not see the figure of Luhe Qing, so he quietly walked to the second room.

There was no patrol around the sub-house where the servant's guards lived. Xiao Yu'an swayed to the door of the Qinghe Qingfang room, raising his hand to knock and then staying.

It’s so late, Luo Heqing must have slept.

Xiao Yu'an took back his hand and turned to go. He only wore a thin coat, and the night wind blew, and suddenly he trembled and sneezed.

It’s so cold and cold, I’m going back quickly.

Xiao Yu'an arm, suddenly came to the door to open the door, Xiao Yuan twisted back, and the man who opened the door grinned: ”Why have you not slept yet?”

”I patrolled in the middle of the night, just came back.” Luohe cleared his robe and wrapped it tightly on Xiao Yu'an. ”What happened? What happened?”

”Nothing big.” Xiao Yuan followed the river into the house, and the light in the room was dim. Except for the bright moonlight outside, only a candle lit by the table was burning. ”I can't sleep.”

”Can't sleep?”

”Yes, I am sick.”

”I am really sick.” Xiao Yuan repeated and smiled. ”I can't sleep without breathing. I want people to accompany me.”

Luohe Qing stood silent, his eyes were hidden in the darkness, and he asked, ”How did you go to sleep before?”

I don't know why, Xiao Yu'an always feels that Qihe Qing's tone is not good: ”The red sleeves will wait for me to fall asleep at the bedside. Today, the red sleeves are out of the palace, and I can't sleep.”

Luohe Qing’s astringent mood said: “When will she return to the palace?”

”tomorrow.”

”That night, let's rest at me first.”