Ma Cong and Qian Fu sent them back to the palace, and Li Mu'er became very little along the way, Ma Cong looked at the hosta flower that she put on for her, and her mood changed as her figure swayed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When they arrived at the palace gate, the two got out of the carriage and said goodbye to them, and Li Mu'er didn't say much, and hurriedly ran to the palace.

Before coming to the Qianqing Palace, Li Mu'er asked the white fungus to go back to the residence first, and then stared at the Qianqing Palace alone.

The door of the temple was closed, and there were a few candles in each of the east and west warm pavilions. Is he in there?

Or did you go to Kunning Palace?

Li Mu'er's heart was up and down, and she was uneasy.

When she saw the hosta flower, she remembered Zhu Youji. When she thought of Zhu Youji, she remembered his abnormality during the day. When she remembered his abnormality, she suddenly realized that the Mid-Autumn Festival made her miss her relatives, so what about him?

Does he also think of his mother who died for no reason, and his father who is still keeping filial piety?

Is he like her, someone is happy with him, but he feels sorry for his deceased relatives in his heart?

Does he actually hope that the person who accompanies him for the holiday is her?

But he also let her out of the palace and told her to go out to play and have fun......

Zhu Youji, why did he finally leave the palace with great difficulty, but he still thought about it in his heart?

Li Mu'er stood under the silver light, but someone stood in the dark, quietly looking at her.

Female bachelor, Shen Qionglian, after all, you still have a mind that shouldn't be moved.

Finally, this person took a step, slowly walked out of the shadows, slowly walked from the side to the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, whispered a few words to the guards at the door, and slowly pushed open the door of the palace.

Li Mu'er looked at Zheng Jinlian, who entered the hall and closed the door, and then ran up the steps quickly.

Since Zheng Jinlian is inside, he must still be inside!

When she reached the door, several guards saluted her and did not stop her.

Li Mu'er became more and more happy, he was really still there.

Push the door in, and there is no one in the temple. The Qianqing Palace is tall and majestic, with a solemn atmosphere. At this time, the lights were not lit, and there was no one she wanted to see on the gilded dragon chair in the front, which seemed lonely and gloomy.

Li Mu'er looked left and right, obviously there was no one, but she felt that a pair of dark eyes were staring at her back. I remember feeling this way when I first went to the temple on an errand. With this look, I saw the corner of Zheng Jinlian's clothes flashing by the door of the Dongnuan Pavilion.

Hurry along, she has a full stomach to say to him.

I pushed the door open and rushed in.

There is no Zhu Youji, there is no Zheng Jinlian, nothing.

Only, her sword! Her dragon and phoenix double sword!

Li Mu'er was very pleasantly surprised, since she began to practice swords in memory, she used one of these phoenix swords. But when she was a child, she didn't practice martial arts seriously, and she always lost to Ma Cong, so she lied that her weapons were not good. Soon after his father heard about it, he gave it another dragon sword, and since then the two swords have been close to him and he has never left his hand.

She hurriedly took her sword from the end of the bed and stroked it in her hand.

It's her sword, it must be her peerless, it's the name she gave, it's the sword spike sent by Brother Cong, it has been accompanied by life and death for several years, and the sword spike has become old, it is the peerless sword that she once swore that "the sword is in the sword and the sword is dead"!

Only the scabbard is not hers, this scabbard is very new.

But there were a few openings on the sword's body, which she could clearly recognize.

Li Mu'er quickly pulled out his double swords without hesitation, holding them in one left and one right. The sword body is crossed, the sword light is dazzling, and it is really hers!

Where can I still hold them, I haven't held them for half a year.

With a lunge, he was about to play with his sword when he suddenly heard a scream: "Come on, catch the assassin!" ”

Li Mu'er was startled, and was hesitating to go out to help, when a group of guards rushed into the pavilion and surrounded her.

Between the lightning and flint, Li Mu'er suddenly realized something, and the secret path was terrible.

At the moment, she is not wearing a palace official uniform, alone in the emperor's bedroom, holding a weapon, and she can't tell if she has a hundred mouths.

"Don't put down your weapons and take them away!" It was another high-pitched female voice, but no one was visible.

Li Mu'er sneered, thinking to herself if she should call out now, "Sister, I'm Yingzhong, come and prove your identity for me." ”

It's ironic.

I can only save myself: "My own people!" Ladies and gentlemen, this official is the female bachelor next to the emperor, Shen Qionglian. Came to fetch a sword for the emperor. If you don't believe it, please report it to the emperor, and you can see it. ”

"Then lay down your weapons first!" The guard at the head shouted. Li Mu'er remembered that it seemed that he had just saluted himself a moment ago.

Li Mu'er stared at the double swords in her hand, and she was really reluctant to put it down. But now the situation is special, so I can only grieve them first.

Li Mu'er thought so, bent down to put the sword on the ground.

The female voice shouted again, "Be careful! ”

The guards in front of her were in an instant, and before Li Mu'er's sword was taken off, her shoulders were pierced by sharp objects, and she screamed in pain, and her swords fell to the ground.

The hosta flowers fell, floating in bloom, silently, and I don't know whose feet they stepped on.

The last words heard before losing consciousness were:

"Now that the assassins have been captured, there is no need to disturb the harem. The emperor has foreseen this matter for a long time, and tomorrow morning he will judge the crime. ”

and a pair of women's shoes that appeared in front of me, with a neat skirt.

………………

Kunning Palace.

Kun Deyi Ning. Sure enough, it was a quiet and peaceful place.

The drapery is deep. The soothing incense wafts in the air, refreshing people's hearts. A four-pillar tent bed, boxwood hollow carving, dragon and phoenix beast swash pattern, very magnificent. There is a red veil hanging on the shelf, and the hibiscus is warm, and the room is soft.

Zhu Youzhu suddenly woke up.

He had a dream in which he heard Li Mu'er calling her. He was not called the emperor, nor was he called by his name. The sound seems to float in the distance, and it seems to be close to the ear.

She called him "Hey", "Hey, I won't kill you", "Hey, I, I can't bear it"......

Finally, it seemed that he heard her hoarse screams, which scared him awake.

Zhu Youzhu sat up, sweat on his forehead.

The person next to the pillow also woke up slowly, got up and whispered, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?" Dreaming of the queen mother again? ”

Zhu Youzhi held her hand to wipe his sweat and asked nervously, "Lezhi, do you hear someone screaming?" ”

"No, Your Majesty, you must be tired. It's just a dream, Your Majesty, you had a nightmare. Don't be afraid, Lezhi is here, Lezhi is with you. ”

The queen said as she leaned her head on his shoulders, wrapped her hands around his waist, and patted him lightly on the back......

……………………

Qian Fu.

Qian Fu and Ma Cong are still pushing the cup and changing the lamp.

Suddenly, Qian Fu slapped his palm on his thigh and shouted, "Okay! In this way, you and Yingzhong have already fallen in love! I am naturally satisfied that you want to marry her, but Yingzhong, as a female official in the inner court, will have to do her best for several years before she can return home to get married, can you wait for her? ”

Ma Cong chuckled, "Don't say a few years, it's a lifetime, and I'm willing to wait for her." ”

All my life, my life, my life, I am willing to wait for her.

Wait for her to let go of her hatred, wait for her to change her mind, wait for her to put on her wedding dress, for him.

Ma Cong held the wine glass in his hand and stubbornly thought so.