In the princess's mansion that his father had built for himself, the two walked along the zigzag corridor in the small courtyard, which was flanked by colorful flowers in full bloom. There are butterflies and bees shuttling in between.

This princess's mansion occupies a small area, but it is exceptionally refined and elegantly built, with just the right bridges, pavilions, and wind chimes under the eaves. The sky in the distance was blue and clear, reflecting the two of them as if they were immortals.

All the maids they met couldn't help but be stunned. At this time, compared with the time when she had just returned from apprenticeship, Yaoling's equally delicate and pink face lacked a touch of childishness. A little more maturity. is still lively and naughty, but it implies a sense of stability. may be in the stage of love, which makes her face more pretty, bright and moving. Walking beside her, the wind shines and her eyes are full of love.

After turning all the places, the two of them stood under the eaves of the porch in front of a house, and looked at the pavilion flowers and plants nearby, Yaoling said to Fengzhao very proudly: "This is my courtyard." ”

Seeing Yaoling's eyes full of love, the corners of Feng Zhao's mouth raised a good-looking smile: "If you like it, silly girl, I can also build you a better one in Dijing." ”

Yao Ling was slightly stunned, and a pair of bright eyes looked at Feng Zhao's face, and Feng Zhao also looked at her quietly with a pair of eyes as clear as black jewels.

"As long as you like it, I will give it to you. Except for the stars and the moon in the sky. His voice was soft and soft, with a hint of banter.

Hearing Fengzhao say this, Yao Ling smiled, and her smile was bright and bright: "I can pick the stars and moon in the sky for you." Although he was smiling, there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

The tip of her nose was gently pinched: "Little girl." Don't laugh, I don't know if you have to laugh will hurt me fatally. As Feng Zhao spoke, a delicate and handsome face came to Yaoling, with a pair of beautiful eyes with a feigned jade hope.

Yaoling's pretty face turned red, and she stretched out her slender jade hand to cover her little mouth. There was a hint of annoyance in his eyes, a hint of shyness.

He took the little hand that the rattle had covered his lips with. Fengzhao pulled her into his broad arms, and gently sniffed the faint fragrance coming from her hair, "I really want to marry you now." The tone was soft, but there was a hint of hidden sadness.

Yaoling quietly leaned on the wind light. knows the pain and helplessness hidden behind Feng Zhao's words.

This time after the ceremony, the two countries discussed. The wedding date was set for April of the year she was eighteen.

Yao Ling knew that this date was not only the date of her wedding to Feng Zhao, but also that Feng Zhao had set a deadline for himself, in which he would rescue his father and queen mother. Because compared with the title of Princess of Ningjun, Feng Zhao wants her to be the princess of King Xuan's mansion, and he wants to have his father and mother present at the wedding.

"Come with me to see Seventh Sister, right?" After a while, Yaoling raised her head, looked at Fengzhao and said softly to him.

"Huh?" Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, thinking of Concubine Min's demure and gentle daughter, the Seventh Princess.

"I think of her again. ”

Yaoling lowered her head. After thinking for a while, she raised her head and said to Feng Zhao, who was looking at her, "Although I hate Concubine Min. But for the seventh princess, I still want to be close to her, after all, in this palace, I only know her and the prince's brother, and now my father is alive and may not feel their importance, but she and I are a father after all. She didn't participate in the ceremony, and I felt a little uncomfortable after all. I heard the prince's brother say that in order to atone for her mother's sins, she is now moving to live in the nunnery of the palace. There was a slight melancholy in her tone.

Noon. Yaoling, who was wearing a pink dress, stood at the door of the nunnery, raised her head and looked at the plaque with gold letters on a black background: Jingxin Nunnery.

There was no one in the open nunnery, only the enshrined Bodhisattva looked at the Yao Ling at the door with kind eyes. The incense burner in front of him was filled with cigarette smoke.

Yaoling raised her legs and walked in, and there was a small open door on the left and right sides of the nunnery, and bright sunlight shone in along the two small doors, sprinkling bright sunlight on the bluestone slab floor in the nunnery.

Fengzhao didn't follow up, but just stood under the Bodhi tree at the entrance of the nunnery and waited for Yaoling.

Through one of the small doors, you will see a small courtyard, in the northwest corner of the courtyard there is a bodhi tree hugging a double hug, except for the nunnery, there are houses on the other three sides, and in the northeast corner there are several nuns holding farm tools and reclaiming a small piece of land.

Under the linden tree, two elderly ladies were washing the hair of a gray-haired woman. There were also old and young women in coarse cloth dresses all over the courtyard, squinting at the base of the wall and basking in the sun. Some had to chase butterflies with Jinpa, and some dragged their long sleeves and danced and sang songs. There was still crying, among these people, Yaoling saw a familiar figure, next to the nuns who farmed the land, Concubine Min, who was dressed in a coarse cloth dress, was sitting on the side in a daze, with empty eyes.

Looking at the strange people in the courtyard, Yaoling actually felt like a dream, as if she had walked to an unreal place, she shook her head, and looked again, trying to see what these people were doing again.

"Sister. Suddenly, there was a shallow call in her ears, and she hurriedly followed the sound and saw the seventh princess coming out of the room on the side. I saw that she was wearing a coarse cloth dress, and she was simply pinned with a jade hairpin in her hair. She was slightly surprised.

"Sister. ”

The seventh princess didn't feel uncomfortable when she saw the rattle's surprised gaze, "Mother is stupid and not suitable to live in Concubine Min's Palace, so I begged my father to take my mother to live in the nunnery." The nunnery is a place where the Buddha is enshrined, so it is not advisable to dress brightly. She spoke lightly and had a plain countenance.

"But," Yao Ling looked at the other people in the courtyard with a questioning expression.

The seventh princess knew what Yao Ling was referring to, and she also raised her eyes and looked over, and said to Yao Ling calmly: "Those are the same disgraced princesses as the mother concubine, some of them are the disgraced princesses left by the first king, some are left by the first king, and some are the princesses who were abandoned by the current father in the cold palace. Because he has lived in the cold palace for a long time, he has become a little stupid like his mother. ”

Listening to the Seventh Princess's soft and faint words, Yao Ling suddenly felt a trace of coldness. Xu saw the discomfort of the rattle, and the seventh princess took Yaoling's hand and walked towards the Bodhi tree in the sun.

"I haven't congratulated my sister yet. She changed the subject, her tone warmer.

And Yaoling walked with the Seventh Princess, with a pair of beautiful and clear big eyes, just constantly observing every woman who passed by her. Look at their faces with a stupid look.

Some of them, even if they are old and demented, can vaguely see their once beautiful youth. And a few of them were very young, not much older than her, and one of them saw the hairpin on Yao Ling's head. Unexpectedly, he reached out and was about to take it off, but Yaoling hurriedly dodged it. The woman began to weep. While crying, he said: "That hairpin was rewarded by His Majesty." Yaoling's heart seemed to be gently pricked by something for no reason, and it felt a little painful.

"Sister, did they all break the palace rules?" asked the stupid women who were hiding from her.

The Seventh Princess's equally beautiful and elegant eyes looked at those individuals, and a wry smile flashed at the corner of her mouth: "Does my sister think that all such people in the palace are like my mother who violates the palace rules?"

Yao Ling was a little surprised, how could they end up like this if they didn't break the palace rules?

By this time, the two had already walked under the linden tree.

"If my sister's mother hadn't escaped back then, maybe she would have become like them, and she would eventually be forgotten by her father. Even if my father feels guilty, it is nothing more than giving her a better living environment than them. The Seventh Princess said softly, her tone low and a little sad.

Hearing this, Yao Ling suddenly stared at the beautiful face of the seventh princess with a look of astonishment.

The seventh princess didn't look at Yao Ling, and then said: "Some of the people here have violated the palace rules, some have been framed, and some have been rejected by the king. After all, they are all victims of the struggle for favor. In comparison, they were okay and left a life after all. And how many people have died in vain in this palace?" Speaking of this, a faint layer of sadness shrouded the beautiful face of the seventh princess.

Yaoling looked at the sad face of the Seventh Princess, and the good mood when she came had long since disappeared without a trace.

She never imagined that there was such a group of people living in the palace. Thinking of the queen and the other two concubines of the imperial capital, the situation is compared to these people. but he already lives in heaven.

At this time, a middle-aged woman holding a puppet doll walked in front of them, and the woman carefully held the puppet doll in her arms, her eyes full of love and gentleness. He kept singing a beautiful children's rhyme.

Yaoling couldn't help but look at it, and thought of her mother.

"I didn't go to my sister's ceremony, it's not that I don't want to, but I think that it was my mother who caused my sister to lose her mother, and I'm afraid that my sister will think of those sad past events when she sees me, so I don't have the shame to see my sister. The words of the seventh princess sounded softly and faintly, listening to her words, Yao Ling didn't know how to answer for a while. glanced at Concubine Min in the distance, and couldn't let go of his hatred for her after all.

Xu saw the abomination that slipped under Yaoling's eyes. A trace of sadness flashed across the Seventh Princess's face. Lightly opening her lips, she said softly again:

"I know my sister hates my mother. But has my sister ever thought about it, if it wasn't because of my mother's frame-up. How could my sister end up in exile?How could she know King Ningjun, and how could she have such a beautiful scenery now?" She paused briefly. And then he continued:

"Father loves you, but you only know that behind your father's love for you is regret and compensation for your mother, but there is not an excellent prince like King Ningjun standing behind you. ”

made another pause, and without waiting for Yao Ling to refute, the soft voice of the seventh princess sounded under the Bodhi tree again: "I often envy my sister, if there is a trace of possibility, I would rather be in the people with me and my mother, then I will be like a sister, although I will not also meet an excellent person like the prince of Ningjun, but I can live a carefree life in the field after all, maybe poor or difficult, but my heart is free." ”

"Sister. Yaoling was a little speechless. But in his heart, he thought of the words of the seventh princess.

"This palace is luxurious and splendid, but it also blocks the light of the sun, and you see that these people in front of you seem to live in the warm sun, but since the day they entered the palace, their hearts have become a corner where the sun does not shine, and they only think about how to please the king, how to keep their low position, and even like my mother, they do not hesitate to use all kinds of despicable means to hurt others. I also admire the guard who saved your mother, and that guard must have been the one who was willing to give his life for the people he loved. I often wonder why my mother's concubine must be as beloved as my sister, if not, why would my father still be obsessed with it, and why would there be a guard who risked his life to save her at her critical moment. But my mother did not have any sympathy for her, and even so many people would come to trample on her when she was down. When the seventh princess said this, her tone became a little excited, and her eyes were filled with a hazy mist.

"My sister only thinks that your mother has suffered, but I don't think so, with such a guard to protect your mother, then he will definitely not let my sister's mother live a hard life, and my mother has never received love from my father. ”

Yaoling saw two tears dripping from the seven princesses' beautiful eyes, and the depths of her sad eyes showed helplessness in looking down on the vicissitudes of the world. She felt a chill again, wrapped her arms around her arms, and looked up at the sunlight beyond the dappled leaves. There was infinite desolation and sorrow in my heart.

It was the first time she had heard about the ugliness and darkness of this palace, a life she had never heard of before.

I don't know how long it took, but she left the nunnery. Standing outside the door of the nunnery, she saw the wind waiting for her under the linden tree at the door.

The warm April sun shines through the leaves, dappled and bright light on his dark green and tall figure, still so handsome and deep. Looking at the warm love in her eyes and some vague worries, she knew that all her conversations with the Seventh Princess had been listened to by him.

Fengzhao also quietly looked at Yaoling, who was standing at the door of the nunnery, with a somewhat pale face, and knew in his heart that she had suffered a lot of blows.

She grew up with him, but he never told her about the ugly dark stories of this earthly world. He just wants her to live carefree by his side. He liked her bright smile, and she liked her crisp and cheerful bells.

Slowly walked in front of her, stretched out a jade-like hand in the sun, caressed her pale cheeks, then took her hand, turned around and left the nunnery.

"Seventh Sister, is what she said true?" asked a low voice behind him.

The footsteps paused slightly, and then walked forward.

"Silly girl, if there is beauty, there will be ugliness, why bother with it. He said lightly.

The sleeve of his coat was gently pulled, he stopped walking, turned slightly, looked at the woman he was leading, and stared at her quietly.

Seeing that Feng Zhao looked at her, Yao Ling suddenly threw herself into Feng Zhao's arms, hugged him tightly, and cried in her voice: "Xiao Feng, never leave me, okay?"

Feng Zhao was stunned for a moment, and slowly he stretched out his arms and hugged the petite person who threw himself into his arms.

"With me, I will protect you all my life. Don't let you get hurt in the slightest. (To be continued)