Langhuan Pavilion is now heavily guarded, and the Jinwu guards surround this place on three floors and three layers outside, and it is difficult for even a mosquito to fly out. It seems that compared to the concubine in the Xuanji Tower, the crown prince is even more sad now.

After changing back into palace clothes, I stood under the door plaque of Langhuan Pavilion, and two expressionless Jinwu guards blocked my way.

The guards bowed their heads and saluted, with a resolute expression: "The emperor has an order, and you are not allowed to enter without an edict!

I heard this for a moment, and then smiled faintly: "The Queen Mother ordered me to come and send a few warm clothes for the prince." You are stopping me now, if the prince is sick, how many heads do you have?!"

With that, Zhizhi took out the talisman of Changle Palace.

The guards were all shocked, and finally relieved after exchanging glances: "The last generals are rude, that is, the queen mother's decree, the eldest princess will go in, and the last will come in after half a pillar of incense to remind the princess." ”

I nodded slightly, left Zhizhi to guard the door, and walked into the pavilion with a three-tiered mahogany box.

It was dark in Langhuan Pavilion. The smell of dampness and decay permeated the air.

"Who is it?...... Father, is it the father, is the son wronged, ......"

"Wow--"

I lit a candle in the room, the flickering light of the fire dancing on his restless face.

I saw a hint of surprise pass over the prince's face.

"Why are you?" I fixed myself in front of the Prince's eyes, and the panic on his face was reflected in my eyes.

"Brother Huang, long time no see. ”

He looked at me with disgust and tilted his head away, "What are you doing here?

I put the mahogany box on the table, and found that the cluster of dragon patterns on the civilian clothes he was wearing were a little yellowed: "Brother Huang is not used to staying here, I brought some clothes." ”

He was inexplicably annoyed: "Zhaoyuan, what are you doing here? Give clothes? I think you're here to send me to death!"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, the mahogany box fell to the ground.

"Click--"

I looked at the clothes scattered all over the place, and instead of being angry, I laughed: "Why did the imperial brother live up to Zhaoyuan's kindness? When ** was confined, if it wasn't for Yu Ruo to come to ask for help, why would I come here?"

"You!" he looked at me through gritted teeth, "Even if I Jingluan die, I will not be affected by your Zhaoyuan's grace!"

My eyes fell on the food that had not been moved on the table, the plain white jade porcelain bowl was elegant, and I sneered: "Death? You are carrying Concubine Shu and several lives in the East Palace." Your death implicates my mother's family, and even Jing Hong......" I walked up to him and looked him in the eyes: "Do you think it is so easy to die?"

Jing Luan trembled with anger: "Gao Xingyue, what do you want?"

I picked up a bowl of jade white jade soup on the table, and said coldly: "Tell me what the hell is going on with all this, otherwise ......"

The hand turned downward, and with a "pop--" sound, the white jade watercolor porcelain bowl fell to the ground and bloomed. The poured soup splashed everywhere and turned into countless white foams in an instant.

I looked at him in a daze expectantly: "Otherwise, this is the end of being poisoned!"

I flicked my sleeves and turned my back, not wanting to look at him as if he was about to come to his senses.

"What's going on...... Could it be ......" Jing Luan's eyes widened and he was terrified, "Someone is trying to harm me!"

I snorted coldly: "The royal dragon bowl, the green jade bowl is suitable for storage." Although you are now banned, you have not been deposed, and there is a white jade watercolor in this set of tableware, and you don't even know what to do?"

He looked around with a weak heart.

"This bowl is not an official kiln tribute system, but it is out here, it is clear that someone wants to take the opportunity to harm you!"

He jerked his head up and looked around in a panic: "Who! Who is going to harm me?!"

Seeing that he looked a little frightened, I had to calm down and ask him, "Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

"I ...... I...... I have been wronged!" he cried out, "and I have been judging the folds in those days, and I have rested early in the night...... I have never left the East Palace after a curfew, let alone a private meeting with a concubine!"

I wondered, "Did you offend anyone during that time?"

He thought about it for a long time, his eyes avoided me, he shook his head and said embarrassedly, "I have never offended anyone...... On weekdays, even the excerpts are approved by the lieutenant next to me, and I presented them to my father after a glance......"

I frowned and looked at the unfashionable brother in front of me.

The harem is not allowed to discuss the government in vain, and as his imperial sister, I really have no right to blame him for not growing up.

After a long time, I sighed and said, "Does the imperial brother want my father to forgive you and give you another chance?"

He suddenly looked up and stared at me intently, his eyes full of hope.

Seeing him like this, a subtle smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, and my gaze fell on a mess of debris on the ground.

The moon is as cool as water. There was silence in the Lingxi Palace.

I couldn't sleep at night, and in the dark, I groped out the sachet from the pillow and put it between my nose, and the medicinal fragrance was so faint that I couldn't smell it. I don't know what time it is, so I put on a random garment and got up to get ready to walk around.

Lingxi Palace was originally the residence of the eldest princess of Chengyang, and it has been empty since she married the Turks and relatives. It wasn't until the seventh year of Jia Rui that it ushered in its second owner, and that was me.

It is rumored that the eldest princess of Chengyang likes extravagance and viciousness, but Mu Zong does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to build a palace for his precious daughter. Later, when her father first ascended the throne, he respected her very much, and countless rare treasures were sent to the Lingxi Palace, which became a more gorgeous palace than the sleeping palace of any concubine in the harem.

When I first moved in, I was amazed by the exquisite layout of the Lingxi Palace. The gilt brick gold wall, ingenious workmanship, the vermilion jade wall, the phoenix singing for nine days. I'm really curious about what kind of legendary princess this is, so that she can have a system of etiquette that surpasses that of concubines and queens.

The courtyard of the Lingxi Palace takes the Canghe River, and there is a rockery trickle. I was born to like bamboo, and after returning to the palace, my father ordered the peony and sycamore in the Lingxi Palace to be cut down and replanted with green bamboo. The luxurious Lingxi Palace has a bit of elegance against the backdrop of scattered bamboos.

Spring flowers, autumn moons, summer rhododendrons, winter snow is lonely and cold.

The four seasons pass like a white horse, and the moon in the palace is still so lonely and cool.

The prince is really incompetent, he can't even protect himself and his own woman, and I really can't believe that he can protect the world in the future.

In the palace, dangers lurk and frighten every step. The grace of heaven has always been impermanent. At that time, she was still the concubine favored by the Holy Family, and the next moment she might fall into the cold palace. The East Palace, which was infinitely beautiful at the beginning, may be plotted by someone in the next moment and will never turn over. I'm watching all of this now, and maybe one day in a month or year will be my turn.

There was a cold wind in the yard, rustling through the bamboo leaves, and a chill welled up in my heart.

"Why don't you sleep so late?" I heard a familiar voice lazily overhead, and I followed the sound to look up and find him on the roof.

"Hey, why are you here?" I watched him leaning comfortably on the glazed bricks of the roof, wondering, "Aren't you afraid of being misunderstood......?"

His eyes rolled, "Young Master Yuwen likes to be a gentleman on the beam so much?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the sound of the wind stirring in the corner of my clothes, which sounded in my ears. When I came back to my senses, he was already standing before me.

He saw my panic and asked with great interest: "I heard that you have always been out of line, why is this son uncomfortable? Could it be that you are afraid?"

I flatly denied it: "Where am I afraid? I am afraid of being misunderstood!"

He groaned: "I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

I looked at him speechlessly.

There seemed to be a slight smile in his eyes, and his expression was still faint: "When I went to Guose Tianxianglou today, I suspect that the person who discovered us secretly may notice something." Especially you, although you are a woman dressed as a man, but you are really too clumsy, I recognized you when you entered the door, and you ran to fight cocks, it is really ......"

He glanced at me, and his eyes were full of teasing: "I just went to visit my aunt, and I thought about stopping by to come and see you." ”

I immediately scoffed: "I'm really sorry to let you suffer." ”

He stood with his hands in his hands and looked up at the sky: "A little thing, why worry about it." Then he turned to look at me and smiled, "Do you want to go up and sit down?"

As his words raised his head, a faint layer of moonlight spread out on the roof of the Spirit Rhino Palace.