When Zhao Yuan came to Qi Ao Palace again, it was already past noon, to be exact, it was already the dead of night. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info please search! The fastest update

Riding on the thunder-headed beast, Zhao Yuan still recalled the words that Luoyang Mansion Yin said in the Xuande Palace, and his heart couldn't help but feel a dull pain.

He tilted his head and took a deep breath, the moon at night was unusually bright and cold. Under its backdrop, the stars in the sky have disappeared, and the sky is reflected, and as far as the eye can see, the entire Hanyang Palace is empty.

Under the moonlight, the earth is like snow and frost, the empty round water mirror, the continuous palace walls seem to be covered with white veil, and even the steps around are as clear as ice.

"The night is as cold as water, but it's cold and clean." Zhao Yuan sighed softly in his heart, then waved the green jade handle in his hand and read the Kui Dragon Pattern Horsewhip, and rushed towards Qi Ao Palace.

When he arrived at the gate of Qiao Palace, he flew off his horse, and when the crow blue velvet beaded cowhide boots just landed on the steps, the stone who had been waiting at the door hurriedly bowed over and said: "Back to the emperor, Niangniang has not rested yet, and is waiting for you." ”

Zhao Yuan didn't speak, but just took off the cloak in the soap-colored cloud golden dragon pattern lined with the dark cloud leopard from his body and threw it at the stone. The stone reached out and took it, and was unsuspectingly leaned forward, thinking to himself, "What a heavy cloak." "It turns out that this cloak is made of hard rhino leather with a pair of shoulder pads, and the shoulder pads are covered with mink fur, which is naturally much heavier than the usual ones.

"This is the clothes that the emperor only used when hunting." The stone cloak was a little puzzled: "Could it be that the emperor rode out of the palace today?" ”

Zhao Yuan walked briskly on the verandah, and Pu Xia and Zikui carried the ebony inlaid glazed palace yarn eight square lamps in front of them, and when they arrived at the entrance of the hall. Zhao Yuanyi waved his hand and said, "You guys just stay here." ”

Pu Xia and Zi Kui hurriedly bowed their heads and said yes, standing at the end of the verandah.

Zhao Yuan slowed down and walked into the main hall, the Jianan incense in the hall was strong, and there was no sound in the room.

Before it was too late, Zhao Yuan found that on the bookcase in the inner hall, there was a piece of silk paper with ink that had not dried. He walked over and painted a tall building with misty rain and clouds, surrounded by colorful silk and man, but it was empty inside.

"This is the Luanhui Pavilion in Princess Xuanbo's Mansion." Zhao Yuan recognized the tall building in the painting, and his whole heart trembled: "I think that back then, when the princess got married, I specially ordered the craftsman to build this pavilion, which means 'there are tall buildings in the northwest, and the clouds are on the same level'. ”

"I hope that when the wave stands on the top of the tall building, there will be 'beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.'" One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country, the beauty is hard to get'. But what happened next is embarrassing. The attached horse did not love the whirlwind as a treasure as I wished, and the whirlpool had gone away with the floating clouds. ”

Zhao Yuan knew that Yunyang's painting was made for swirling waves, and next to it, there was a fly's head written in small letters: "Looking straight south of Xianyang for five thousand miles, see Cui Wei of Yunfeng." There is a sword pavilion traverse in front. Leaning against the blue sky. On the top, the pine wind is sassy, and there are apes mourning. On the side, there are flying rapids, sprinkling stones and spraying pavilions, surging and thundering. Send the beautiful woman here, when will she return? I sighed deeply. Look at the east of the waves, and hide the west of the sad day. Farewell to the autumn sound, the clouds are sad and twilight. If the bright moon comes out of the sword pavilion, and the two towns of Jun will remember each other for wine. ”

Duan Zi, Zhao Yuanjian twisted his eyebrows and took a deep breath.

Hearing a sound outside, Yunyang, who was still sitting cross-legged on the Luohan bed embroidering a handkerchief, put down the needle and thread in his hand, got up and walked out of the night.

"Your Majesty, concubines ......" Yunyang was about to curtsy, but was stopped by Zhao Yuan. He beckoned to Yunyang and said, "Come here." Yun Yang didn't smile at all, so he was naturally very apprehensive in his heart, and hurriedly walked over.

"This was painted today?" Zhao Yuanyi asked, pointing to the silk paper on the bookcase.

"Back to the emperor, yes." Yun Yang lowered his head uneasily: "If there is anything wrong, the concubine will revise it immediately." ”

Zhao Yuan looked at her leisurely: "The above paragraph of Li Bai's Sword Pavilion Fu, are you writing for the swirling waves?" ”

Yunyang replied: "Although the concubine is the concubine of Princess Xuanbo, she is the same age as the princess and does not meet many times, but she is very close to each other. In the heart of the concubine, the princess is a confidant. What's more, the princess is heroic and heroic, even if she is immortal, she is just a farewell in the hearts of the concubines. ”

"For many days, the concubine has been trying to write a poem for the princess, but it has been difficult to write, and she always feels that the sentence of missing and sad will change the princess's character

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