At this time, in the Imperial Garden, Dark Dust looked around casually, hoping to find some traces and clues he wanted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if spring has not yet begun, the flowers in the palace are still blooming undefeated, perhaps because they have all gone to the banquet, the huge imperial garden is empty, and there are few people.

Dark Dust grew up in this palace with the king, and was very familiar with the palace, so he shuttled between the palaces at great speed.

After looking around, I didn't find any useful clues, and I was about to go to Zhengyang Palace to restore Yuwen Junyan's life, but I saw a goose-yellow figure standing in the winding corridor from a distance, it was Princess Mu Ling.

When she was a child, she liked to stick to the king to play with her, so for a long time, Dark Dust had more contact with her.

Now that the birthday banquet is underway, shouldn't Princess Mu Ling join all the princes and grandsons to congratulate Emperor Zhonghou on his birthday?

Curious, Dark Dust walked towards Princess Muling.

As soon as she got closer, she found that she had been staring at the room in front of her, and she didn't push the door in, and it was rare to stand there quietly and motionless, but Dark Dust found that her body was rising and falling uncontrollably with her back to her.

This girl who has always been lively and optimistic is crying?

Dark Dust was even more puzzled, when her father's birthday was celebrated, the whole country celebrated, why she hid here and cried.

Just as he was about to speak, the dark dust was interrupted by the movement coming out of the room, and the ambiguous moans and heavy gasps made people blush, and they didn't need to look to know what was going on in the house.

And looking at Yuwen Muling's expression, it is obvious that the hero and heroine in the house are not irrelevant passers-by.

At this moment, the grief-stricken Yuwen Muling suddenly ran away crying.

The dark dust is unknown, so I have to care about the identity of the people in this room, and chase after it with anxiety.

Yuwen Muling, who was running wildly all the way, did not stop until he ran until he had no strength at all. Unexpectedly saw him, hurriedly wiped his tears, looked at him with some surprise, and wanted to say hello to him with a smile, but as soon as the "dark dust ......" came out, the tears became even more turbulent.

"Who's inside?"

Seeing her crying and her eyes swollen into peaches, Dark Dust sensed that the situation was serious.

As soon as he asked, Yuwen Muling cried even more, and couldn't say a word.

Dark Chen had no choice but to shut up and not speak, so she followed her until someone came to her and said that Emperor Zhonghou asked her to go to the birthday banquet, so she endured her emotions and went to Zhengyang Palace.

She was followed, and Dark Dust was a little relieved, so he didn't follow her again, but turned back to the room just now, and before he arrived, he saw a young man sneaking out of the house, and Dark Dust's figure moved, hiding in the bushes, to see what was going on.

I saw that the male protagonist of the spring palace drama looked out of the door, and after scanning around and finding that there was no one, he walked out very quickly.

While walking, he didn't forget to tidy up his clothes and hats, and then walked quickly in the direction of Zhengyang Palace.

Dark Dust looked at his white and pure appearance from a distance, and the clothes that were first-class in both material and style, which minister's son should be.

Immediately, a woman dressed as a palace maid also tiptoed out, and walked in the direction of Dark Dust with a panicked expression.

Out of the instinct of the secret guard for so many years, Dark Dust carefully looked at the palace maid who flashed in front of his eyes, and quickly remembered her characteristics.

When she walked away, she came out of the bushes and went to Zhengyang Palace to restore Yuwen Junyan's life.

At this time, the palace banquet had begun for nearly two hours, and with the appearance of the court musicians, the atmosphere in Zhengyang Palace was also lively.

The musicians who know the music play with the delicate instruments in their hands, and cooperate well with their companions, playing silk and bamboo, leading merchants to carve corners, making people intoxicated by the beautiful music melody and "intoxicated and do not know the way back".

So when Dark Dust went in, it didn't attract anyone's attention, not even Yuwen Junhiko.

Since ancient times, most of the sounds of silk and bamboo at the palace birthday banquet are a thousand songs, making people drowsy, but this time the court musician has changed the same tune, and even Yuwen Junyan was attracted by this extraordinary music and unconsciously indulged in it.

At this time, the people of the first palace quietly stepped forward and said a few words in front of Emperor Zhonghou, the smile on Emperor Zhonghou's face instantly expanded, and he no longer had the intention to listen to the sound of bamboo, and looked at the door eagerly.

In his earnest gaze, a woman entered the hall surrounded by several palace people, and a pure color dress embroidered with elegant orchids, which was instantly recognizable, this is the Lan Concubine Niangniang who has been favored in recent years.

Yuwen Junyan originally thought that Concubine Lan, who could be so favored by Emperor Zhonghou, must be young, beautiful, and in her prime, but to his surprise, this concubine Lan with a strong holy family turned out to be a middle-aged woman.

It seems that her age is on par with Emperor Zhonghou, but the indifference in her eyes that she doesn't care about anything makes anyone unable to take their eyes off, and it also makes Yuwen Junyan feel inexplicably familiar.

Everyone came back to their senses and was about to salute, but they saw her stretch out her index finger to her lips, and her eyes were focused on the court musicians who were playing on the stage, and motioned to everyone not to interrupt the musicians' performance.

Apparently she liked the new style of music, and she was fascinated by it when she stood there, and was still intoxicated until the end of the song.

Instead of reproaching her for being rude, the Emperor stepped down from the stage, embraced her into his arms, and brought her back to her seat with a smile.

Concubine Lan said apologetically to the emperor: "The joy at the emperor's birthday banquet is very much liked by the concubines, and the concubines were fascinated for a while, and forgot to give the emperor a birthday gift first, the emperor is not strange." ”

Concubine Lan's words made Yuwen Junyan unconsciously look at it a few more times, he grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he had never seen a concubine talk to the emperor like this, and since she entered the palace, she had never seen her salute the emperor.

And everyone in the audience was not half surprised or surprised, obviously the way the two got along all along.

However, even if she spoke to the emperor openly like this, Emperor Zhong Hou laughed instead of anger, and said: "It's rare that there is a music rhythm that can enter the ears of the concubine, how about a lonely person leaving these musicians in the palace and playing for you every day?" ”

Concubine Lan shook her head and smiled: "It is said that what you can't get is the best." If they were to be kept in the palace, within a few days they would be the same as the other court music, and what was the point, but the concubine was interested in the person who made it up, and if she could see it, the concubine would have no regrets. ”

Yuwen Junyan, who was not far from Emperor Zhonghou, thought that the song was good, but he was not interested in Emperor Zhonghou and his concubine at all, but he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that Concubine Lan's gaze always skipped over him intentionally or unintentionally, but when he raised his eyes to look over, he didn't see anything. (To be continued.) )