In the late spring night, the moonlight is misty, and the east side of the huge imperial city sings, and the west side sheds tears. The lights in the Funing Hall are bright, and the silk bamboo and the laughter like silver bells are mixed together, and the lights in the Ciyuan Palace not far away will be bright, and occasionally the dim figure is cast on the window, and it looks more and more haggard in the shallow moonlight.

The lilac curtain of the Drunken Moon Pavilion rippled in the wind, the wine pool in the pavilion was sparkling, the Hao wrist brushed across the pool surface and stirred up a burst of wine fragrance, the woman's green silk was waist-high, and the crimson clothes like thin lips slipped off her shoulders, and her feet slowly poked into the wine pool, and she didn't seem to feel the slightest chill in the spring night.

The woman immersed her whole body in the wine pool, lowered her head to look at the faint reflection on the surface of the pool, looked at her face in the water with pity, sighed slightly, and confused the water lines, and then asked herself: "What do you say...... Who the hell are you?"

The moonlight poured over the entire imperial city, flowing from the blades of grass to the cobblestone paths. The group came from far and near, led by two palace maids carrying lanterns, and their bodies were bowed low. The guards lifted the sedan chair very steadily, and the breeze did not dare to waver in the slightest.

The night breeze is like a charm, the sedan curtain is light, Shen Jingyuan sits in the sedan chair, and his face is like a fairy in the gap, and he is domineering.

"Stop. Shen Jingyuan's sword eyebrows condensed slightly, thoughtful.

"Prince, what's wrong?" the fair-eyed eunuch Xiao Anzi stepped forward to ask.

"Do you hear the sound of the pipa?" Shen Jingyuan listened attentively.

Xiao Anzi pointed his ears and listened: "Back to the prince, no." ”

"Get off the sedan car. Shen Jingyuan said, his hand opened the sedan curtain, and his eyes had already fallen on the Drunken Moon Pavilion.

The sedan chair landed smoothly, Shen Jingyuan got off the sedan chair in a black robe, and went straight in the direction of the Drunken Moon Pavilion, and a group of people behind him immediately followed.

"You guys are right here. Shen Jingyuan heard the faint sound of the pipa, and only felt that a certain string in his heart was being gently plucked.

"Wow. ”

Shen Jingyuan heard the sound and walked towards the Drunken Moon Pavilion, stopped lightly outside the pavilion, and vaguely saw through the curtain that a woman was about to wear a bathrobe, and her feet were still soaked in the Liuxian Wine Pool. Holding the pipa in his hand, he gently stroked the strings. Her green silk was messy, as if she had just finished bathing, but her face was slightly blurred in the night, which made it difficult for people to see it.

"Who is in the pavilion?" asked Shen Jingyuan, keeping his vigilance at any time.

The woman in the pool lazily moved her gaze towards the source of the sound, looked at the tall figure cast on the curtain, did not laugh in surprise, her apricot eyes widened slightly, and said with a hint of smile: "Who is outside the pavilion?"

Shen Jingyuan was obviously stunned by such an answer, and then smiled: "You bathe and play in the imperial wine pool late at night, so you are not afraid of being beheaded?"

The woman slowly stroked Qingsi and said slowly, "Since it was said that it was late at night, how could anyone see me?" The woman paused, chuckled twice, and continued, "Except for you, of course." ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll find someone to arrest you right now?" Shen Jingyuan threatened, but the corners of his mouth still had a smile on his lips.

The night breeze blew, the purple curtain fluttered gently like a woman's hand, and there was a strange atmosphere in the air.

The woman raised her lips and chuckled, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes: "I'm afraid, why don't you be afraid, but ...... Aren't you afraid that I'm a female ghost? In this deep palace, there are countless souls and resentful spirits. There was a slight sarcasm in her tone.

When Shen Jingyuan heard this, he felt a cool breeze blowing faintly, but he didn't have the slightest sense of fear, but smiled: "In this world, I don't believe in ghosts and gods. ”

"Oh, don't you believe in ghosts and gods?" ......the woman chuckled a few times meaningfully, then slowly got up from the poolside, took the red robe by the pool, quickly draped it on her body, hid her graceful figure, and walked towards Shen Jingyuan, "So, you trust me?" the woman said, stopping at the edge of the curtain, and there was only this faint curtain between the two.

When the distance was closer, Shen Jingyuan saw the woman's face clearly, although it was through the curtain, it still couldn't hide her world-class face. The green silk is like a waterfall to the waist, the two curved thin eyebrows are like willow leaves, the nose and mouth are petite and even rhyme, the most unsightly is the pair of apricot eyes, the eyelids are slightly raised, and the pupils are vaguely demeanor. She seems to have gathered the most beautiful facial features in the world, and the beauty is not like the world.

This familiar face...... Déjà vu, where have you seen it? Shen Jingyuan couldn't think of it for a while. "Are you really a female ghost?" Shen Jingyuan is such a good-looking woman, he has seen it for the first time in the palace.

The woman lowered her head and smiled, and said lightly, "That's right." "Yes, now she is not a ghost?

Shen Jingyuan was half convinced, but still not afraid, he stretched out his hand to open the curtain and wanted to step forward.

"Childe, your retinue is here. The woman's willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and her gestures were full of grace.

Shen Jingyuan turned around unhappily, and Xiao Anzi really led a few guards to hurry over.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Jingyuan looked at Xiao Anzi who came over with a sullen expression.

"Back to the prince's words, the servant saw you standing alone outside the pavilion from a distance, and the servant was very worried about it for such a long time, so he brought someone to take a look. Anzi's words were pointed.

"Didn't you see that I was talking to someone?!" Shen Jingyuan was obviously not happy that this group of minions had come over and ruined Fang Cai's romantic elegance.

Xiao Anzi trembled, raised his head in a daze, looked at Shen Jingyuan with a frightened expression, and stammered: "Slave...... The slave only saw the prince, you alone......"

Shen Jingyuan raised his eyebrows and turned around, there was no one in the pavilion, he hurriedly opened the curtain and walked in, looking around to see that there was indeed no one, could it be that the woman was really not a living person? Shen Jingyuan was unbelievable, how could there be ghosts and gods in this world?

Mystery Woman ...... Shen Jingyuan was silent, but his eyes showed irrepressible interest, who is it? Such a beautiful person, I once seemed to have seen it myself...... Shen Jingyuan remembered suddenly, if she remembered correctly, her name was, Su Wanxi?

How could she be in the palace? If memory serves, she is the younger sister of Su Ziyou, the general of the right guard. Shen Jingyuan thought about it and left with Xiao Anzi and his entourage.

Under the tree not far away, the cool breeze slightly wrapped the red robe even tighter.

"You could have just killed him. At some point, there was a man in black beside the woman, and this man spoke with a hint of cruelty.

Su Wanxi's eyes were dark, her lips hooked with a hint of a deep smile, and she said in a low voice: "Isn't it too cheap for him, besides, if you can kill him directly, why should the Lord take the trouble to do so?"

"I don't care what you want to do with him, in short, don't forget the purpose of the Lord sending you to the palace. "The man in black is not friendly.

Su Wanxi didn't smile at all, glanced over and said, "I know, I don't need you to remind me anymore." ”

The cool breeze of the spring night seems to be mixed with a few traces of unmelted winter wind, which makes people's faces hurt.

Shen Jingyuan, this is just the beginning.

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