The world only knows that the Duanjun Palace, the Zhongzi Palace, and the Zhongwang Mansion face different main streets, but they don't know that the Nannuan Hall and the Luluo Courtyard are separated by a wall. I only know that the Nannuan Hall is inhabited by the sick and weak Ziwan County Lord, but no one knows that the invincible Xuanxiao Prince lives in the Luluo Courtyard! No one even knows the existence of the Luluo Courtyard, because the Xuange Little Prince in the eyes of the world should live in the luxurious palace of Prince Zhong.

Ten years ago...... Hehe, no wonder he was intercepted and killed by Xuan Ge halfway ten years ago?

Ten years ago, he was invited to participate in the palace banquet given by the emperor and queen with the lord of Xiliang. On top of the palace banquet, the always stubborn cold dip fell in love with Ran Ziwan, the little county lord of the Duanjun Palace. After the banquet, he hid under the carriage of the Duanjun Palace, and then followed the honor guard of the Duanjun Mansion to find Ran Ziwan's residence, the Nannuan Palace.

Turning over the wall at night, he looked at the girl in white for a long time under the witness of the starry sky.

To this day, he still remembers that day when the moonlight was as bright as water, and the little girl who seemed to be not very strong or even sick and weak leaned on the soft couch, and her jade feet gently placed on the snow-white woolen blanket looked as clear as clotted cream. She flipped the pages so softly, casually as usual. Liang Zhen carefully looked at the old book she was holding, it was a "Emperor Xun", the pages were a little yellowed, but she looked serious and quiet, her eyes were calm and calm, and from time to time she took out a book written on the gold silk on her side to compare, and there were two words written on the first page of the book, which was "Clan".

What Liang Yu didn't know was that when he was looking at the Nan Nuan Hall infatuatedly, a pair of starry eyes swept under the green pothos courtyard.

"Hehe, is this the reason?Xuan Ge!" Liang Yu and his complex emotions surged, and he had always felt that he had been obsessed with it for ten years!

Now...... As Xuan Ge said, he felt much more comfortable. Thinking about it, he looked at the soft and warm light reflected in the crystal window of the South Warm Temple, just like ten years ago. The halo is crystal clear but not dazzling, it should be a night pearl!

Liang Dip's eyes looked at the Nan Nuan Temple deeply, as if he wanted to submerge it entirely. Despite the fact that the little girl was being held by another person, it seemed that ...... It seems that as long as you look at it, there is a faint smile on the corner of Liang Yu's mouth, and the reflection of ten years ago is reflected in his eyes, or the woolen blanket, a little girl in white clothes is annoying the yellowed pages......

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The water is dying, the reef is lined up, and there is a vast momentum. Before it was about to fall, Ran Ziwan couldn't help but look down, it turned out that she only thought that the water was just a river......

"Yun Xiu, it's not the young master of Yunshan!" Xuan Ge opened his mouth, looking at the worldly and independent Ran Ziwan, his eyes were deep.

"......" Ran Ziwan was silent.

"The young master of the Yun clan is Yunqi! if ......"

"No ifs......"

Ran Ziwan interrupted Xuan Ge's words, and looked up at the dark green bamboo forest spread out on the shore of the stream, and the night wind passing through the forest seemed to shake the yellow finches in the forest awake. And the bright moon in the distant sky, a few mountain eagles flew gracefully past.

Drifting with the tide has always been difficult for oneself to do.

Stream-by-stream!

Xuan Ge's sleeve robe was lightly raised, his palm was slightly open, and the palm wind gently sucked through a section of green bamboo in the bamboo forest on the opposite bank, and pulled a few bamboo leaves on the green bamboo casually. The jade bamboo-like fingers flicked the bamboo tube gently and seemingly casually, and the original obstacles in the middle of the bamboo were opened, and round holes of different sizes appeared in the places where the fingers pointed. Then the palm of the hand was slightly moved, and the water contained in the bamboo was baked clean, and the bamboo skin was peeled off in an instant.

Gently shook the green bamboo in his ear, blew lightly with his thin lips to test the timbre of the flute, and raised his eyebrows with satisfaction.

At the dinner, she saw Xuan Ge's rare frowning eyebrows. Never...... He is all light and light, because there are few things in this world that can make Jinxiu Xuange frown.

Ran Ziwan stood on the bank of the Zhuliu River for a long time, his deep eyes turned faintly clear, and he looked at the clusters of splashes on the Zhuliu River with some ethereal eyes.

Perhaps, variables...... Even he can't be very ...... Ran Ziwan looked at the flowing water soup, and her mood was also rippling with the clear waves!

Just listen to a crisp sound across the sky, crisp and bright flute!

Ran Ziwan looked at the color infiltrated in the depths of Xuan Ge's eyes, and the color of his eyes rarely showed a faint brilliance.

"Soak in the moon and drift away from the breeze, and the gorgeous clothes are light and frosty and snowy. Since ancient times, men have been so romantic, who dares to compare with Jin Xuange. On the banks of the river, Xuan Ge stood on a high place in snow-white. Yushu's figure in the wind became more and more dazzling, and Ran Ziwan remembered the four sentences rumored in the world.

The sound of the flute is heavy at night, and the death of the stream under the jade bridge ripples, and the waves tremble, as if echoing the ethereal and powerful flute sound.

"Love sword boils wine, and the heart is tasteless. Rouge incense, man's shoulder. The world is far away, and the laughter pierces the intestines. Heroes have no tears and no regrets. Smile and take a drink. A lifetime of fame, can be thrown ......"

A song "Red Face" is all over the world, and the song "Red Face" played by Xuange Qingzhu is the song "Red Face"!

The flute sound is curling, and the soup is flowing away, as if a song is pouring out the color of the daughter. The men in the world are competing for deer, and the feeling of Jin Ge Iron Horse immediately being speared is like in front of him.

The night breeze is bleak, and the meaning of a vast expanse.

"Xuan Xiao Wang is willing to be famous?" Ran Ziwan raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth smiled coldly.

"Why are you reluctant?" Xuan Ge's laughter was low and full of joy, under the bright moon, it was a quiet and calm woman who could compete with the bright moon.

The sand on the side of the stream is delicate and white, warm and pleasant, and it is warm but not hot, soft but not sunken, and flows slowly with the sound of bamboo. Ran Ziwan threw off his shoes and socks, waved his sleeves lightly, tossing and turning, and the crimson dress danced along the bank of the stream with the gusts of cold night breeze, rising and falling

A touch of moon-white handsome brocade robe waved sleeves and transverse flute, and a touch of crimson barefoot golden sand rises and falls. The bamboo forest is bursting, and the soup is flowing away. The ink hair is flying, and the flute is swirling. The beauty of heaven and earth is unsurpassed.

“…… Cluck...... I'm not rare!" The corners of Ran Ziwan's mouth were slightly hooked, and she smiled pleasantly.

She knows that Xuan Ge is unfathomable, and she also knows that Xuan Ge's reputation is comparable to the legend of ten thousand years in the eyes of the world. It's just that she is so famous, she doesn't dare to ask for it...... The man's blood is red-faced, and she wants peace in the world in this world.

And strife, what she wanted in Ran Ziwan was never these.

"Many things in this world have long been doomed! A hundred years of prosperity of the Heavenly Dynasty have passed, and the emperor actress has reappeared in the world. Even if you don't want that strife later, it must be getting closer and closer. Xuan Ge put away the green flute, stared at Ran Ziwan with burning eyes, and opened his mouth gently.

"You know, I'm not the little girl you've been looking at for ten years on the glazed tiles......! A lot of things, it's not ...... That's what you think!"