Qingnu smiled and bowed his head, and carefully mentioned: "Niangniang, the slave maid heard that Lord Han has returned to the court today-Ziyou Pavilion"

"Lord Han?" Xun Qingchen looked back at the crimson on Qingnu's face, noticed that she was well-dressed, and woke up. She was really getting more and more confused, and she forgot that today was the day when Han Xizai returned to the palace!

"Lord Han's trip is really not easy!" Hu Qingchen smiled on his face, and raised his hand slightly, "Qingnu, you go to Chengxin Hall to have a look!" ”

Qingnu was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Hun Qingchen to have such words, his face was a little tense, like a fire, red all the way to the root of his ears.

Seeing Qingnu's embarrassment, the smile in his dimples deepened, and he added lightly: "Go and bring Xuan'er back - don't let him delay the deliberations of the monarch and ministers!" ”

"No!" Qingnu lowered his head and replied quickly, and then withdrew from the hall with the lamp.

The palace lanterns scattered into the night in the distance, reflecting the long night more and more long.

Hu Qingchen felt that his body was cold, glanced at the moonlight, and retreated from the door, slowly walking back to the house.

The clear glow of the night pearl reflects the hall as bright as day, and the shadow dragging on the golden ink floor gradually turns from thick to faint as the lotus steps of the light dust moves.

In the huge palace, only the shawl under the placket of the light dust was floating alone in mid-air, and the sound of leakage became clearer and clearer, and the sound seemed to splash into the bottom of my heart, one drop, two drops, three drops...... Suddenly, a chill came from behind her, and she turned her head abruptly, and saw a figure flashing behind her, and she stepped back in shock.

This retreat, the figure also retreated.

Seeing this familiar figure clearly, he couldn't help but shake his head secretly, but a mirror, why scare himself? She breathed a sigh of relief, smiled lightly in her heart, and smiled coldly on her face in the mirror. She noticed something unusual, raised her eyes and stared at the mirror, and in a trance, the shadow in the mirror moved her lips slightly, and the lip shape seemed to call at her: "Sister! ”

"Who?" When she opened her mouth, she was taken aback by the voice. There was no one in the hall, so who was she asking? Are you really talking to your own shadow?

Xun Qingchen looked at the mirror blankly, silent for a while, slowly walked to the dresser, reached out and touched the cold face floating on the mirror, smooth and cold, and there was no fault in the slightest. She put her suspicions down, and laughed at herself more and more, she was really a little stunned.

Before the suspicion fell, the shadow in the mirror suddenly stretched out his white ten fingers and grabbed her hand.

Xun Qingchen was shocked, his arm slammed back, struggling to break free of the shackles on his wrist, and his sleeve robe swept on the dresser with his movements, and with a "clang", the glass lamp next to the mirror was shattered!

"Hehehe, hehehe......" A string of ethereal laughter shook like silver bells, crispy and disturbed her ears, and before she could hear it more clearly, the sound melted into more leaky water droplets, and became calm.

Xun Qingchen's heart trembled, she didn't dare to stay indoors any longer, she lifted her skirt and ran out of the house, and just as she was about to step over the threshold, a black shadow flashed in front of her, blocking her back.

"Ahh Hun Qingchen was unsteady on his feet and fell to the ground.

"! Empress! Meteor-like steps burst in with a messy ring, lifting the light dust from the ground.

Xun Qingchen fixed his eyes on the person who came, his heart sank steadily, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Liuzhu, are you here?" What about Zhongyu? As he spoke, he looked behind her.

Liuzhu's nose was sour, and he raised the corner of his clothes and wiped his tears: "Niangniang!" Empress! ”

Xun Qingchen looked at Liuzhu's crying appearance, and suddenly felt a sense of ominousness: "Zhongyu? Could it be that something happened to Zhongyu? ”

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