Ning Ran tightly grasped the words on the Nanmu plaque, chic and uninhibited, strong and powerful, the words really haven't changed at all, Ning Ran's heart was warm, and he laughed, only to notice the woman in red, but slowly walked into the 'Ning'er Pavilion', but I always felt that the back of the woman in red was very familiar, as if it was ...... It's a bit like the back of the head of Yin Kill. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Ning Ran analyzed and quietly followed behind her.

Watching her walk through the coral corridor and come to a back garden, planted with exotic flowers and plants, very bright and beautiful, I know that it is a place to usually visit. There are 16 flower trees, the trees are tall and handsome, at the beginning of summer at this time, the wind moves and the flowers fall, thousands of flowers, paving several layers on the ground, only to see the safflower like the snow falling at the beginning, it is very beautiful.

The woman in red looked at the strange scenery in the back garden and stagnated, her eyes gradually glowed with coldness and unwillingness, and the hand hidden in her sleeve was tightly clasped, thinking of what that person would look like when he saw the thing in his hand, angry? Glad? Slowly relieved, and finally looked for the sound of the piano and left.

Ning Ran knelt down from a high place and looked at her side, looking at the curvature of the corners of her mouth, she felt a little weird, she had been here for so long, why didn't anyone stop her? Did you let her in on purpose? This can't be, how could he let her in? Ning Ran frowned, very puzzled, and gently put his hands and feet up.

I saw a group of white clothes, dark cloud sleeves, sitting on the ground, the man lowered his eyes and face, immersed in the world he created, slender and graceful fingers danced with the strings like flowing water, long eyelashes on the heart-shaped face, forming an arc of temptation, people move with the sound, occasionally raise their heads, let people breathe tightly, a good face, and their own eight points similar, but the eyes flickered in a certain thing, people can't catch it, but want to peep, unconsciously people have been attracted, and the sound and people, Get drunk together.

But I was shocked by the dazzling beauty. The moonlight hit Qin'er, crossing a layer of silver halo, he tilted his head slightly, his expression was quiet and serene, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile arc, one hand on the propped leg, the movement was natural and chic, and the other hand gently stroked the strings.

The woman in red stood in the corridor and Ning Ran on the roof, looking at the white clothes among the strange flowers and plants for a long time, under the moonlight, the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complemented each other. The man tilted his head slightly, as if sensing that someone behind him was slowly approaching, and smiled lightly.

Hands on the guqin plucked, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes crisp, sometimes low, the sound is beautiful, such as pouring, there is a kind of indescribable grievances, the sound of the piano is picturesque, people have infinite time to think about the story, after a long time, the man ended the playing of this piece and slowly stood up.

The white clothes fluttered lightly with the man's movements, as light as a feather, but there was an indescribable chic, got up and held the piano, slowly walked to the end of the corridor, a pavilion, stepped on the stairs and said: "Your Excellency visited the Imperial Palace's palace at night, I don't know what you are doing?" ”

The woman in red came back to her senses when she heard the sound, her cheeks were slightly hot, and she was secretly glad that she had a mask before, otherwise she would be ashamed, coughed lightly, and walked to the gazebo, Ning Ran on the roof was comfortable, leaning on the corrugated, closing her eyes, and admiring carefully, so as not to lose herself in the sound of the piano.

"Imperial King, don't you really know what I'm doing in your Imperial Palace?" The woman in red chuckled and said, and when she approached, she saw the person who was playing the qin just now, she was slightly stunned, looked at him, and suddenly remembered a sentence: looks dignified, Yan is like Shunhua.

Then thinking that he looked almost the same as the dead slut, seeing his current appearance, he was a little uncomfortable, and quickly reacted, smiling as if nothing had happened, and looking at the man sitting on the stone bench with infinite tenderness but a hint of fierceness in his eyes. "Why didn't the girl come to my palace to be the princess?" The man held the teacup, turned it slightly, and looked back at the woman in red.

Ning Ran frowned, watching their lips move, obviously saying something, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it clearly, so he had to quietly stack the positions and slowly approach them.

The man looked at the woman in red and lost his mind for a moment, her figure looked like a person, but should that person be in Bianjing? How did you end up in this southern border? Could it be that I was wrong?

"The Royal Princess? I'm not interested, but I'm interested in you," the woman smiled and sat down next to the man.

"Interested in me? I'm afraid the girl is mistaken, right? This is the Imperial Palace! The man cut off the contact between the two without a trace, and said politely, the two of them were in disguise, playing Tai Chi with each other, fooling each other, watching the two of them be safe and sound, with a smile on their faces, but they were secretly competing at the low table.

She gave me a palm, I gave her a hidden weapon, no one let anyone, and Ning Ran on the ridge of the pavilion above their heads had a black face and an unhappy face, she actually dared to hit her brother's attention, just this time, the new and old accounts were counted together. Lying on the tiles, he listened carefully, not letting go of a word.

Ning Ran lifted a tile and watched them talk and laugh freely, but his eyes kept staring at their respective hands under the table, grinding his teeth fiercely, dare to bully my brother, you don t want to live anymore, the cloud silk in the sleeves swept the leaves not far away, and a white shadow skimmed by gently and quickly.

Ning Ran touched the leaves carefully, looked at the dark green leaf veins, raised his eyebrows, and smiled maliciously, let you bully my brother, give you a taste of bitterness, the cloud silk flew and rolled the trunk, jumped up gently, rolled up the cloud silk, took the opportunity, and the fingertips holding dozens of leaves made internal force, and with a "boom", flew towards the woman in red. Then he hugged the trunk of the tree and hid in it.

The sharp leaves swept in quickly, and when the man gathered his internal strength and was about to give her a palm back, there was a slight throbbing sound, if he didn't listen carefully, he couldn't hear it, and looked up at the woman in red beside him with her hands behind her back, looking at him with a smile.

The hand behind his back was tightly covered, slowly groping for the wound, suddenly, the pupil shrunk sharply, closed his teeth, kept scrubbing, carefully and gently touched the raised leaves inserted in the flesh, and gently touched the depth of the leaves, there was an urge to scold, his sister, actually used internal force.

And she didn't fight anywhere, but she hit her arm, and it was her right hand, remembering that the pavilion master who lost to Miao Xuanxuan Pavilion last time also injured her right hand, and she almost couldn't save this hand. It's the right hand, remembering the pavilion master who lost to the Miao Xuan Pavilion last time, he also injured his right hand, and he almost couldn't keep this hand, and now he is injured again, and he really has an urge to kill.