The sky outside the building is bright, but the inside of the building is completely different. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The sunlight seems to be cut off by several strips of light, distributed in the building in a certain regularity, Li Jin has been shrouded in bright and dim staggered along the way, the strongest light and the thickest darkness, it seems that every time she passes a distance, she will come to another space.

At first, Li Jin wondered why he didn't care about such a special arrangement of light when he first came here, and the impression of the road that spiraled and ascended on this day in his memory was only tortuous and unclear. But at the next corner, when bathing in the sunlight gathered in one place, Li Jin discovered the reason.

Indeed, it was already past noon when I last visited, and it was not as sunny as it is today. Fragments of memories poured in through this gap, and everything seemed to be dyed with a layer of gray color that day, which made people not see very clearly, only the deep anxiety made Li Jin remember deeply.

Even in the most sparse place in the light, with the inertia of the way, it was still possible to move forward, Li Jin slowly groped his way up along the east wall according to the instructions of the chamberlain. Fortunately, the location of each staircase was very well lit, otherwise Li Jin doubted whether he would have the courage to continue walking.

Although he heard that in the building, there might be someone to pick him up, but Li Jin didn't have much hope. From the first time he entered the palace gate, until he entered Xuanjing Palace, no one cared about him, and he was directly led here, Li Jin guessed that he would meet the emperor directly this time.

This is a good thing for Li Jin, at least it avoids the wrong greetings when she meets Concubine Jing.

It's just that Li Jin can't figure out why there are so few attendants in this building, is it because of his identity, is it the emperor's meticulous work?

Along the way, Li Jin estimated his position, and when he ascended the stairs for the third time, Li Jin began to carefully observe the room next to him. Although he could remember the floor he had gone to, Li Jin really couldn't remember where the last room he entered was. It is also due to the peculiar arrangement of this corner, which makes it impossible to discern the direction and remember the location of the specific room.

But the layout of the room in Li Jin's memory is really peculiar, and Li Jin is sure in his heart that from the closed door next to him, the changes in the plain silk with carved carvings can be seen.

The overlapping tents almost filled the room, and one could not see the path under his feet unless he was in it.

After a few corners, Li Jin seemed to notice that there was an obvious dissonance in the originally regular light band in front of him. I thought to myself, probably that should be the place.

Li Jin walked a few steps briskly, and finally arrived at his destination after spending an unknown amount of time. There was still no one in the doorway, and even though the door was hidden, there was no light inside, almost a little more light than the pure black corner.

Li Jin knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered. Li Jin entered by herself, not that Li Jin had any special support, but in her opinion, it was estimated that the room must be empty except for the emperor, and it was necessary to wait for all the stupidity at the door, did she want the emperor to greet her in person?

Stepping into this wing room again, which was more confusing than the entire corner tower, Li Jin was lost again.

But this time the room was not completely unpopular, the occasional rustling sound of flipping books, and the light aroma in the air all eased Li Jin's nervousness.

Following the direction from which the voice came, Li Jin slowly groped his way over. The closer you get to the sound, the clearer the faint scent becomes. It is softer than the plum fragrance, and more elegant than the sweetness of the peach blossom, it seems to be like a little spring infiltrating the tip of the nose and slowly penetrating into the heart, and the whole person can be surprisingly quiet, but not as sleepy as smelling sandalwood.

The aroma almost intoxicated Li Jin.

After turning a few more veils, a vague figure finally appeared in front of him, as if the person was sitting next to the bookcase, reading something carefully, and with the occasional movement, the rustling sound came to Li Jin's ears again.

Through a veil, Li Jin bowed and saluted, "Meet Your Majesty." Li Jin has the title of Concubine Jing's goddaughter, so she uses the usual etiquette to the elders, at this time, she secretly thought in her heart, probably the only advantage of this title is that when she enters the palace, she doesn't have to salute these nobles everywhere and everywhere.

From behind the curtain, a unique voice that seemed to have not spoken for a long time and was slightly hoarse, between crisp and low: "No need to be polite, come and sit here." ”

Li Jin got up and walked behind the curtain, the emperor was dressed in regular clothes at this time, as if he had seen some passage that attracted his attention, and the whole person was still immersed in the book and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't look at Li Jin who was sitting opposite him.

Looking at such an atmosphere, Li Jin had nothing to do urgently, so he sat quietly on the side and did not make a noise. Seeing the familiar table of the Eight Immortals in the distance, Li Jin got up lightly, brought the tea set here, poured a full cup for himself and the emperor, and sat down to think about his own affairs.

The two of them were relatively speechless, one pondering, the other holding a book, and letting time pass quietly.

Finally, the Son of Heaven seemed to have tasted the fascinating passage, and after frowning in satisfaction, he looked up at Li Jin. I saw that the faint light through the heavy yarn at this time enveloped Li Jin's Emei Fandel, although the accessories were not very dazzling, but her beautiful face was just right, with Li Jin's frowning brows when she was contemplative, it was a different kind of beauty.

"I didn't find that the handsome Confucian robe suited to you, and this light gauze silk can be so suitable for you. Jingwen said with a smile.

Li Jin, who was pondering, didn't pay attention to the actions of the emperor opposite, and was startled when he suddenly heard the voice of talking. After a moment of stunnedness, it seemed that he remembered where he was.

"Your Majesty is falsely praised. Li Jin got up and thanked him, remembering that the Son of Heaven said that he didn't need to be polite, so he only blessed his body slightly and sat back.

Jingwen seemed to be very satisfied with Li Jin's knowledge, and smiled more kindly: "I don't know what are you doing to see me in a hurry?"

The worship post that Li Jin handed to Zongzheng Temple was actually a very formal one, and it was a literary style that specifically visited the nobles in the palace. It's just that Li Jin has never taken the initiative to find Concubine Jing once, and Concubine Jing has just been the correspondent between the emperor and Li Jin, so she naturally knows the opportunity. Without Li Jin's notice, he immediately handed over Li Jin's greeting to the emperor, and once again served as a shield for the secret meeting between the two. Li Jin secretly admired Concubine Jing's intelligence.

Although Li Jin came here for more than one purpose this time, there is only one thing that can be said now.

"Although Li Jin has really understood the intention of the secret letter and the jade pendant sent by His Majesty the day before yesterday, the specific usage of this must be clearly explained by His Majesty and me face to face, otherwise I will be in the side at that time, and if I can't hand in the letter on time, it will be my dishonesty. Li Jin carefully chose his words.

Jingwen kept looking at Li Jin, and his flickering gaze seemed to have a hint of deep meaning when Li Jin explained his intentions, but before anyone could detect it, he was taken back in an instant. After carefully talking about how to hand over to the person he arranged for her, distinguish the authenticity of that person, and then how to deal with the transferred letters, Jingwen drank the tea that Li Jin had cold for him.

After putting down the cup, Jingwen still looked at Li Jin with a smile and asked, "Have you seen the notice in the city?"