The weather is clear and the wind is smooth. There was a faint warmth floating in the air, and it was peaceful and quiet. The bright and soft sunlight leaks through the fingers, and the wisps are poured on the silk bedding, and the lines of light and shadow quietly outline the bright colors/halos, floating shadows.

A qiē like yesterday, no more ordinary early in the morning.

Zhang Ruo, who was hidden in a piece of softness, was not sleepy, but he refused to open his eyes for a long time, greedily enjoying this rare quiet and leisure. After a while, she turned over lightly, hugged the silk quilt and rubbed it to the side, and arched again, only to realize that the person next to the pillow did not pay any attention to her.

Simply reached out and patted the position next to him gently, unexpectedly, the warmth that had lingered all night disappeared, leaving a cold as far as the hand could reach.

There is no reason why the cage can't tell the loss, she can't help but look sad, and suddenly remembered that it should have been past Yin Shi at this moment, and he must have gone to the morning court. Thinking about it like this, the depression in my heart unconsciously dissipated a little.

State affairs are important, her dignified generosity has long been integrated into her bones, what else can she care about.

Thinking of his tantrum last night, and the bag that was almost torn, Zhang Ruoyuan couldn't help but laugh.

If not, embroider one and coax him?

With a thought, Zhang Ruo was willing to toss and turn, and he couldn't lie down anymore. Directly sat up, thinking about what embroidery method to use to be more calm and atmospheric. There are several kinds of picks and choices, and they are always undecided, otherwise they should ask the third aunt to enter the palace and dial it.

"Mother Gu?"

Zhang Ruoyuan called softly, but no one answered, and he was a little puzzled. It's so strange today, neither Mama Zhen and Mama Gu called her to get up, could it be that His Royal Highness specially instructed her?

She got up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and before she could fully open them, her attention was attracted by the figure that could not be ignored by the window not far away.

The man was bare-chested, and his body was long and strong, majestic and erect. The bronzed skin has a beeswax-like hue and bursts with a masculine beauty.

He stood in front of the window, his eyebrows furrowed, his expression condensed, as if he had encountered some trouble. Under the morning sun, his back is set off even taller and straighter.

He is as lonely as last night.

Zhang Ruoyuan instinctively wanted to warm him, and didn't care whether he was dressed appropriately or not, and approached lightly with his bare ankles. Slowly hugged him from behind, his arms wrapped around the man's waist and abdomen, his face and ears were soft and close to his powerful back, and his silky long hair seemed to be plucked into the man's heart, crispy and numb.

"Still angry?"

The huge room was silent, and the sound of the two of them breathing could be clearly heard. Zhang Ruoyuan's soft and boneless little hands lingered on the man's body for a while, and the side face rubbed coquettishly on his back like a kitten, and the close figures of the two were connected as one, and the atmosphere was suddenly ambiguous.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

After flirting for a long time and not getting a man's reaction, Zhang Ruoyuan lightly stepped into front of the person he wanted to please, and his hands were attached to the back of his neck, looking at each other. Her delicate and beautiful face has a playful and lovely smile, as if she can bow sweetly in the palm of her hand.

"A gentleman promises, horses are hard to chase. ”

The soft voice snuggled up to his chest, and a small pear vortex appeared on the girl's right cheek, which could hardly be seen if she didn't look closely.

"You agreed yesterday, and you won't ignore people, why are you backtracking now!"

A delicate beauty, wrapped in a thin sheet, and such a cute appearance, is so cute that no man will not be tempted.

If it weren't for last night's ridiculous night, Zhan Jingyan wouldn't hate a girl who is so dazzling and comfortable to look at.

- But that's only if.

Will there be a man who has a good impression of a woman who has just introduced himself to the pillow and immediately does not seduce him? Even if there is, I am afraid that he will not be able to resist the contempt and disdain in his heart.

Which one is more impressive, the body or the noble soul?

He may not be able to tell whether the woman in front of him is noble or not, but at least from last night. It is too unloving to dedicate oneself to men who don't know each other or even know each other.

How can a person who can't even learn to be kind to himself deserve the respect of others.

Zhan Jingyan took a step back and brushed away the opponent's octopus-like hands that were sticking to his body, his expression was cold, as if there was a cloud of transparent air in front of him.

"Please respect yourself. ”

And Zhang Ruoyuan's face was full of softness, because of this three words that were alienated to completely indifference, condensed on his face. It's like Yao Huang, who has been opened to the extreme, has been permanently frozen.

She settled down and stared into the depths of his eyes.

The same sharp eyebrows, the deep pupils like black jade, quiet and silent, unpredictable.

is different from the past, when looking at her, there is no longer the iron-blooded tenderness that can still be revealed from the cold appearance even if it is suppressed. Scrutiny, rejection, and ridicule are all hidden, but there is no joy to be seen.

It was a look of obvious repulsion, a look at a stranger entirely.

Zhang Ruo was willing to retreat in his gaze without any emotion/color/color, until his body was attached to the floor-to-ceiling window and there was no way to retreat. The warm skin was stirred up by the cold glass, she didn't pay attention to it, just stared straight at the cold man in front of her, and tried her best to calm herself enough.

"Your Highness, do you remember, who is the concubine?"

When the person on the other side heard this, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of impatience flashed in Han Xing's eyes, and he sneered. It seemed that he didn't even want to take care of her, and folded back to the wardrobe in a few steps, and did not shy away from it, so he changed into a black outfit with a simple design in a chic and neat manner, and left directly.

Zhang Ruoyuan stared at the figure he threw away the door for a long time, and only relieved himself after his knees were stiff and numb. Feeling the eerie chill seeping into her skin from the soles of her feet, she lowered her head, only to realize that she had pounced on him so unhesitatingly that she had forgotten to put on her shoes.

The soles of her feet are not the intricate and exquisite lichens in the East Palace, a few steps away is not the gold-painted red phoenix sandalwood that she has slept for three years, and the green jade pillow with soothing incense that she has to sleep on every night has disappeared, and her husband who has shared the bed for three years is also a stranger.

What's going on here?

Zhang Ruoyuan closed his eyes and struggled to calm himself down. She couldn't panic, she knew a long time ago that panicking was useless.

Half a sound, Zhang Ruo was willing to adjust his attitude and open his eyes, carefully and carefully observe this completely unfamiliar Zhou Zhen, and there was nothing normal in the entire room.

Turning to look behind her, even though the qiē around her made her feel incredible, Zhang Ruoyuan still couldn't accept the scene in front of her.

She stands in the sky!

This is beyond the scope of cognition, it is simply appalling!

Separated by a layer of transparent walls that are much rougher than glass, countless long dragons wind and fall, tearing each other and crisscrossing the earth. The green vegetation in the middle is distributed alternately with rivers and lakes, and each long dragon is crawling with dense "little insects", which crawl very quickly, like arrows off the string.

And she stood on the highest point overlooking the earth, and her vast field of view was more empty than the altar she stepped on when she was married.

Where is she located, this is a heavenly realm?

Just as Zhang Ruoyuan was being impacted by the joy of "being at the top of the mountain and seeing all the mountains at a glance", a few vibrations suddenly buzzed in the empty room, and then an unknown song suddenly sounded.

"You can see that every stitch of embroidery is painful for you, you can see that the peony blooms for a lifetime, someone waits for you, the rivers run into the sea, the trees are spring, and the bright moon shines endlessly...... from others."

This song should be made of the harmony of the guzheng and other musical instruments, smooth and beautiful, like a jade plate. The most wonderful thing is that the female voice in the song is no longer obsessed with resentment in the past, and the sound of beauty is a little rare and free, which is really the best grade.

Zhang Ruoyuan listened fascinated and smacked a few words, but the song stopped abruptly at this time, and he could only rest his thoughts with great regret. Who would have expected that in a blink of an eye, Qingyue sang again. And so on and so forth.

The woman didn't seem to feel tired, and she only said a few words back and forth, not even the slightest difference.

Zhang Ruoyuan had the intention of exploring, looking for the source of the sound and slowly approaching, and when the corner of the quilt was lifted, he saw a milky white square object quietly placed on the couch. The shape is unique and very striking, but the red and green pattern that flickers in the center makes people scratch their heads.

She pondered for a moment, then tapped her finger lightly on red, and the song disappeared instantly.

Zhang Ruo smiled willingly, it turned out that this was where the organ was.

Before she could realize it, the song rang out again. She had no choice but to reach out and point the green pattern.

"My good lady, you've finally answered the phone!

Almost at the same time as the fingers were pointed, the song ended, and Zhang Ruoyuan was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, another voice popped out of the white object, which was very scary.

She subconsciously jumped up and walked away from the bed, and the loud voice came persistently.

"Miss, why don't you speak, is something wrong? Miss, you are saying something! Zhaoshui is worried to death!"

Zhang Ruoyuan wanted to escape from this strange house, but when he heard the word "shine on the water", he unconsciously stopped. She staggered as she slowly approached, tentatively speaking.

"Shine on the water?"

The other side quickly replied with surprise.

"Miss, you've finally spoken, where have you been. Miss Ruohan told the old lady this morning that you didn't return at night, and the old lady is now furious, and orders you to rush back immediately!"

Angry at night?

Zhang Ruoyuan is a little blindsided, who can explain that she slept next to her husband who had worshiped the high hall and drank a glass of wine with her, which national law did she violate?

They are the husband and wife who use heaven and earth as a matchmaker, the sun and the moon as a mirror, the holy decree to marry, sacrifice to the temple, enter the imperial genealogy, and announce the destiny of the people.

So righteous, why would anyone want to send a thunderbolt?

Another--Who is the old lady?

Zhang Ruo wants to cry without tears, forgive her for really not understanding this complicated world......