(Fourteen years later) 618 years of Great Xia, in late autumn, the palace of the Yan Kingdom was built according to the Lishan Mountain, the whole palace city was buried behind the tree barrier, it was late autumn, the weather was very cold, the king of Yan who had spent a summer and a half autumn in the Lishan Palace was ready to set off to return to the Dashi Palace, and the return date was in these two days.

The Baiyan Garden in the depths of the Lishan Palace is a place where a hundred flowers are in full bloom, and the King of Yan once ordered people to collect the world's strange flowers and plants, rare trees, half of which was sent to Changyi, and the other half was left to the curling Lishan Mountain.

Not far away, the acacia tree that has been planted for hundreds of years since King Zhou Youwang established Lishan Palace stands quietly under the cluster of flowers and grasses, and there is a swing hanging under the branches, which is the eldest princess of King Yan, Huo Suluo, once ordered the palace people to hang here, but she married Zhao Guo this year, and only this lonely swing in this Lishan Palace still belongs to her.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a girl who was no more than a teenager was wearing a light pink skirt, covered with a pure white heavy coat embroidered with begonia patterns, and her long hair like silk was pulled back, and only a cloud link was tied with light pink silk around her waist.

The girl's face is beautiful, with dark eyebrows, dark eyes, cherry red lips, and only a fiery red birthmark between the eyebrows reflects such a face that captivates the country and the city.

In the past, the queen of the princess was the best in the world, and now, the girl in front of her is even better.

Huo Ling, this is Huo Ling, "silent and silent, slender mirror"

This is the sincere praise of the subjects of Yan Kingdom to Princess Jingyue, who is about to reach the end of her year.

At this moment, Huo Ling was sitting on the swing, tapping the dirt on his toes.

"Princess, this Baiyan Garden is too secluded, you can't see a single figure in such a big garden... Let's go back to the Wudian Palace, the second prince said, let the princess wait for him to go back. ”

Qimeng, the palace maid who has been following Huo Ling, stood in front of Huo Ling and persuaded Huo Ling to go back to the queen's palace quickly, Qimeng has served by Huo Ling's side since she was a child, and the relationship between the two is also very cordial, Qimeng didn't want to stay here more when she saw that there were few people in Baiyan Garden, but Huo Ling, she still sat on the swing, closed her eyes, and put her little face on the dappled sunlight under the shadow of the tree, ignoring Qimeng.

After being stunned for a while, Qi dreamed that Huo Ling did not react, and was a little anxious.

"Princess! You've been out there for a while, it's so cold, and the main thing is that the wind chill is good? Besides, this Baiyan Garden is becoming more and more deserted in autumn, and there are no good flowers and grass to watch..."

"Okay, Qimeng, you have to start preaching again, you haven't learned much about pleasing people, but this preaching skill is getting better and better."

Huo Ling pretended to be disgusted, and Qi Meng pursed his mouth.

"Princess, you're making fun of Qimeng again!"

Huo Ling smiled and stretched, she tapped her shoulder lightly, and turned her eyes to look at Qi Meng.

"Qimeng, you go back to the Xiwu Hall to star, when will the second brother come back and call me, this Baiyan Garden is comfortable, I want to bask in the sun for a while, bask in the mildew on my body... Go, go, go! ”

Qimeng wanted to say something, but was stopped by Huo Ling's rhetorical look, and she reluctantly said "no"

But with a bang, he turned around and trotted away.

Huo Ling was tired of swinging on the swing, unconsciously seemed to have fallen asleep, half-asleep, half-asleep, she seemed to hear the sound of the sword deflecting, the sound of falling leaves, she woke up, curious, she walked in the direction where the sound came, and the sound became clear with every step, and walked straight to the west of the garden, deep in a camphor forest, a sword pressed on her shoulder from behind, and she paused in surprise, not panicking, but smiled.

The owner of the sword was a little surprised when he heard Huo Ling's laughter, as if he hesitated for a moment, and the sword in his hand did not go down or move.

"The prince won't kill me? I'm not afraid that I will tell King Yan that the proton jade sent to Yan by Qi is not a straw bag who does not learn and has no skills, but a virtuous person who is pure in martial arts and diligent and attentive..."

After Huo Ling said this, the sword pressed on her shoulder immediately pressed against her white and smooth neck, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Who are you?"

A young man's voice came from behind Huo Ling, the voice was mellow, full of magnetism, and it was very good, Huo Ling couldn't help but be stunned when he heard it.

The man exerted a slight force, and the sword against Huo Ling's neck was pressed a few more points, but Huo Ling was still motionless, and the two were in a stalemate like this, until the sharp sword became tighter and tighter, and even Huo Ling clearly felt that the sword blade had cut through her thin layer of skin.

In the end, Huo Ling was not sure if the man behind him would really kill her.

"I'm Huo Ling..."

After Huo Ling said this, the place between her neck also moved away, and she slowly turned around and saw the man behind her, who was staring at her dark eyes.