She looked at him and pleaded, "I want to leave the palace." (Latest Chapter Update)"

Lin Jinfeng was stunned, it was a big crime for the concubine of the palace to leave the palace without permission, and he would be executed at the worst, or he would be sent to the cold palace, he didn't know why Mo'er wanted to leave the palace, but seeing her sad face, she looked at him with a cowardly look, but she couldn't say anything about the refusal.

In the distance, there was the sound of neat footsteps, the guards on night patrol.

The second watch has been struck, and the night is getting deeper.

He knew that this decision was wrong tonight, and if there was a mistake, he would even take his own life, but her eyebrows were picturesque, and her eyes were like autumn waves, just like the first time he saw her in the bamboo forest, like a person in a painting.

For the first time, there was a heart-pounding feeling, just for her.

With a heartbeat, Lin Jinfeng arched his hand and said, "Niangniang, please come with me." ”

Mo'er was dressed as one of his guards, dressed in a tight black suit, with her hair tied up behind her back and a red ribbon wrapped around her forehead.

She followed Lin Jinfeng all the way to the gate of Dongda City.

The soldiers defending the city immediately stopped the two and asked, "Pass." ”

Lin Jinfeng showed the token in his hand, and after the guard checked it, he smiled and said, "It turned out to be Lord Lin, Lord Lin, please." ”

In the Seven Princes' Mansion, the guests gathered in twos and threes to drink and chat, and the protagonist was missing from this lively atmosphere.

The octagonal pavilion in the palace, under the pavilion is a turquoise pond, the pond is planted with a large number of lotus flowers, and the occasional frog sound breaks the silence.

"Yingying is in the water, and the pulse is silent." Ye Zhen sat on the stone bench dressed in red, with two empty wine jugs on the table, he still had wine in his hand, and he dried it as soon as he raised his head.

Today is his big day, marrying the youngest daughter of Prime Minister Hua, who leans towards the government and the opposition, he should be happy, but he doesn't even have a smile on his face, or rather, the smile he rarely shows is all in those days, in the forest, to that person.

The flask was empty, but his sorrow was full.

With a wave of his hand, with a three-point wine: "Bring the wine." ”

After a while, someone brought a pot of wine, and he snatched it up, but he couldn't twist the lid of the pot, and immediately became angry and scolded: "You dog slave, use this wine to fool this king." ”

"A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, and a wine wakes up even more sorrowful."

The voice of resentment suddenly came from behind, Ye Zhen's expression froze, and the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground with a thud, rolled down the bluestone slab under his feet to the bottom of the steps, and fell straight into the lotus pond below, startling a frog and falling into the pond with a bang.

He was stunned there, he didn't dare to look back for a long time, he was afraid that when he turned back, it was just a dream, and he would be shattered when he saw it.

She should be deep in the palace at this time, why did she suddenly appear here?

Was it a hallucination caused by his deep thoughts, or was she really coming?

"Leaf marks." She whispered.

He turned his head violently, as if he were afraid that she would suddenly disappear, and she stood in the pavilion, surrounded by a thin veil blown by the wind, and a full moon in the sky, and the moon was scorching.

Her person is so unreal, so illusory.

After parting, memories meet, and several soul dreams are with you.

He strode over, took her into his arms, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mo'er, are you really Mo'er?" ”

Her body also stiffened, her eyes were dizzy with tears, and she stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around his waist, and the smell of wine all over his body filled his nose with the fragrance of lotus, making him real.

"Mo'er. Moer. I'm not dreaming, am I? He hugged her tighter, and he couldn't stop muttering.

"It's not a dream, it's me."

His red clothes were like fire, fluttering in the evening breeze, and he suddenly held her face and kissed her greedily.

He kissed so hard, as if all the lovesickness was dissolved in this kiss, and he just wanted her to know how much he missed her, thought of the bone marrow, and thought of going crazy.

"Mo'er, follow me."

Suddenly he picked her up, and then led a fast horse out of the stable, and he placed her on the horse, and then rolled over and straddled it.

They rode out of the palace on a fast horse, a few rays of starlight above their heads, and the moonlight was like a song.

He grabbed the reins with both hands and wrapped Mo'er's whole body around his chest, and the long-lost sandalwood on his body invaded her nose, making her seem to return to the day they met, and he carried her down from the tree.

The night breeze was slightly cool, but the temperature on his body was scorching, the scenery on both sides quickly regressed, and his voice was full of ecstasy: "Mo'er, it's really not a dream, it's really not." ”

At this moment, she seemed to forget that today was the day he got married, and she also forgot that she had escaped from the palace without permission, she stroked his handsome face, just thinking that this moment could be a little longer, a little longer.

If this horse doesn't stop, will they be able to run all the way to the ends of the earth, and the shadows will be in pairs, and the gods will be married.

She pleaded in a low voice: "Trace, take me away, okay?" ”

The mountain road was full of moonlight, and he suddenly pulled the reins, and Mo'er saw that the joy on his face suddenly fell inch by inch, like a lost child.

He lowered his head and looked at the beautiful woman in his arms in a trance, as if he had woken up from wine.

Immediately, he turned over and dismounted, knelt down on one knee in front of her, "Weichen has offended a lot, please forgive Niangniang." ”

He was dressed in red like fire, but he was also drowned in the boundless night.

She saw that he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head slightly, as if he was running away from something, and suddenly felt a cramp in her heart.

She risked death to leave the palace just to see him, but she didn't expect such a result.

He called himself Weichen, and he called her Niangniang.

"Haha." Mo'er suddenly laughed, tears streaming down her face.

In the end, it was her wishful thinking and bitter obsession.

Overlapping tear stains and brocade words, life is only love and hard to die.

Suddenly, she caught the horse's belly between her legs, and the horse neighed and galloped forward.

She could only ride a camel, not a horse, and at this time she only felt extremely desperate, and her courage became more and more bold.

"Mo'er." Ye Zhen exclaimed, and in the blink of an eye, the sound of horses' hooves had disappeared in his ears.

The wind slid across her face like a knife, blowing the sound of her clothes hunting.

She clutched the reins, her body unstable, tears drying on her face, forming scars.

There was a sudden turn in front of her, and the horse twisted and flicked, and her whole body was thrown out.

I felt my body floating in the air, but there was no fear, as if I was relieved.

A fast horse sprang out from the side, and immediately a figure rose into the sky, flew over the knee-high grass, stretched out his arms and took her into his arms, and the two of them rolled down into the grass together, and rolled for a long time before stopping.

Her breath was unsteady, clutching the clothes on his chest.

There was a touch of heartache in his eyes, "Niangniang, Jinfeng is late to save the car, please forgive Niangniang." ”

A sound of near Feng led to the tears she had suppressed for a long time, and the sad feeling drowned down like a tide, and she lay in his arms, crying silently.

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