Outside the Yonghe Palace. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gray-cyan sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and it didn't take long for the downpour to fall suddenly, and the rain fell directly on Duan Miaoling.

In the wind and rain, Miao Ling raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face, looked up at the sky, dark and dark, there was a kind of fragrance but more and more strong, turned his head to see, it turned out to be the strange grass fairy vine is colder and greener, pulling the vine to lead the vine, tired and lovely, the strange grass fairy vine wears the stone around the eaves wall and strives to grow upward.

Miao Ling looked at these strange grass fairy vines, she narrowed her eyes slightly, looked up at the three words Yonghe Palace engraved on the golden flat, she gritted her teeth, she sweared! When her father and brother are out of danger, even if they die, she will never step into this palace.

The rain comes and goes fast!

Only the sound of ticking water under the eaves remained, and An Shide, who was guarding the door, turned around and walked into the main hall, bent down and said, "Queen Huihua, the rain has stopped." ”

The queen who was lying on the chaise longue opened her eyes and closed them clearly, and only asked, "What about Rong'er?" ”

Of course, An Shide knew that the queen mother was deliberately making things difficult for Duan Miaoling, this was already an old routine in the harem, but those big and small masters never got tired of trying, and his easy-going attitude remained unchanged for thousands of years, and he replied, "Back to the queen mother, Miss Jiang Er is on her way to Yonghe Palace." ”

"You go down first!" After asking Jiang Yuerong about it, the queen ordered An Shide to go down.

When An Shide walked out of the Yonghe Palace, Jiang Yuerong happened to step into the Yonghe Palace.

"Huh! Where did this little white face come from, which made our aunt unhappy! Jiang Yuerong walked to Duan Miaoling's side and paused to raise her voice.

Miao Ling turned her head to look at Jiang Yuerong, only to see that she was wearing a light green vibrating waist to-bottom skirt, the pale jasmine of water fu-colored opened her sleeves, three thousand green silk rolled up a loose cloud bun, and casually put on a painted silver belt, the loose ink-colored palace on the waist, obliquely inserted a simple flying butterfly hugging the silver flower Huasheng, the light-colored tassels fell casually, and the delicate face was a little heroic.

At the same time that Miao Ling looked at Jiang Yuerong, Jiang Yuerong was also looking at her.

In Jiang Yuerong's eyes, Duan Miaoling, who is dressed in men's clothes, can be regarded as a handsome man, and the slight deficiency is that he has more femininity.