"Xu Xuanzhi?" Su Wan looked at the person blocking her in front of her with a defensive expression. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Su Baolin." Xu Qingwan nodded and responded to her words.

Su Wan's defense did not relax in the slightest: "I don't know what you are looking for this master?" ”

"The reason why the concubine is is because of the Yan Imperial Maid." Xu Qingwan explained her intentions.

However, Su Wan still didn't know why Xu Qingwan came to her for Yan Yu.

"The concubine is just here to remind you...... Don't trust anyone, no matter how kind she is to you. Xu Qingwan groaned, and finally said it.

Su Wan has always been keen, and she immediately sensed that what Xu Qingwan said should have something to do with Yan Yu.

"You ......" Su Wan frowned, she was rare to be so blatantly sowing discord.

"The concubine will retire first."

Su Wan, who was left in place with a bewildered face, was inexplicable?

……

Under the long pavilion, Yan Yu sat quietly, and she rarely mentioned her interest to come out for a walk.

The breeze blew and lifted her sideburns, and the tassels hanging from the hairpin on her bun swayed in the wind.

It's also quiet, her eyes are low, and her thoughts don't know where to go.

If she hadn't gone to Changle Palace that day, then the situation would have been very different now.

Whether she was happy when she was brewing or happy at this time, she couldn't seem to say.

Perhaps she was never truly happy.

The corners of the moon-white skirt moved with the wind, Yan Yu's face was indifferent, but her delicate facial features were cold from thousands of miles away.

Yan Yu's gaze fell on the pond next to him, the lotus flower that had already shown its decline, compared to the fact that there was only a pool of remnant lotus left here not long after.

She walked towards the edge of the pool, and the green bamboo and red sleeves behind her followed her step by step.

It was getting dark, and the people behind her couldn't help but worry that it was going to rain.

Yan Yu stopped at the edge of the pool, the pool was well cared for, and the slightest wind would make the water ripple.

"Master, do you want a lotus?" Redsleeves asked.

Yan Yu bent his lips, his eyebrows and eyes softened suddenly, and he glanced at the lotus flower in the pool: "No need, the flowers will bloom and fall sometimes, so why force it." ”

Red Sleeves didn't understand the meaning of Yan Yu's words, but he felt that his master had become more literary and artistic since he learned to read and write.

At this time, a slight drizzle had already fallen in the sky, and Cuizhu had already opened an oil-paper umbrella to cover Yan Yu.

On the bank of the lotus water, the beautiful woman stands with an umbrella, like a clear lotus swaying in the wind.

There is such a saying.

You stand on the bridge and look at the view, and the people watching the view are watching you from upstairs.

This scene fell into the eyes of those who watched the scenery.

Inky starry eyes stared at the three masters and servants, and he spoke, "I remember...... Should the jade carving Qinglian who paid tribute still be there? ”

"Yes." Liu Decai remembered that thing clearly.

The jade carving Qinglian is carved from a whole piece of fine white jade, the whole body is transparent, and even the water droplets on the top are lifelike.

Even Concubine Zhao asked for such a treasure intentionally or unintentionally, but the emperor still didn't reward her.

"Send it to An Hexuan, and then send the green jade pen holder together." Gu Junyi's gaze still fell on the woman in the moon-white dress.

"Yes." Liu Decai quietly and secretly glanced at Yan Yu, who was standing below without knowing anything, it seems that this master's grace is indispensable during this time.

"Master, it's raining heavily, go back." Cuizhu said.

Yan Yu tapped his chin: "Let's go." ”

An Hexuan

Yan Yu had just bathed, in order to prevent him from getting caught in the cold. I didn't expect someone to come from Changle Palace, and it seems that I have been waiting for a while.

It's just that the person who came here was Yucai, who had a good relationship with her before, and there was no impatience on his face, but he was waiting for her with a smile.

"Imperial Girl Yan, the slave is specially here to send the emperor's reward." Yucai said diligently.

Yan Yu's eyes were full of confusion, so he turned his eyes to look at Cuizhu on the side and wanted a reply, thinking to himself why did this master suddenly feel better? Got something for her?

"Be careful, don't bump into it!" Yucai shouted hard.

Looks like he's still a big guy.

"What is this?"

The whole body is white and transparent, and there seem to be water droplets on the lotus leaves that are about to roll down.

"This is a whole piece of white jade carved Qinglian, the emperor specially rewarded you, you must know that Concubine Zhao asked for it before, but the emperor didn't give it." Yucai looked flattering.

"There is also this green jade pen holder, the emperor knows that you are learning calligraphy, so he specially rewarded you."

"You thanked the emperor for the master." Yan Yu said with curled lips.

She wanted to fold a lotus by the pool, but now it is a little declining, so that's it. I didn't expect to send a lotus flower that will never wither.

"The slave went back to give the emperor his life first, and retired first."

"Father-in-law walks slowly."

The jade carving Qinglian was placed on the table, Yan Yu reached out to touch the coldness, but she began to wander.

Concubine Shi Zhao specially asked for this thing, but it ended up in her own hands, and I don't know what Concubine Zhao would think, I'm afraid that her face will sink so much that she can drip water.

Anyway, if the emperor rewards her, she will take it. It's a fool not to give things away for nothing.

"Whoa-la-"

The long wind blew the pages on the case, and Yan Yu stared at the line of words on the page, silent for a long time.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

How many people have succeeded one after another for this sentence, but they are like moths to a fire.

She has seen the world since she was a child, and what **** is too far away for her.

As a woman, how could she not have fantasized.

She shared a small courtyard with another person, and when the snow fell, she watched the snow under the fire together, or sat in the courtyard late at night with a lantern to admire the moon together.

It's just ill-fated and too far away.

Year after year, the snow melted, and she remained trapped in this cage.

Now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out anymore.

Yan Yu stretched out his hand to close the page, his eyes full of loneliness.

"Master." Cuizhu seemed to feel Yan Yu's mood change and interrupted loudly.

Yan Yu paused for a long time before slowly responding: "It's okay—it's just that I suddenly feel ...... Somewhat tired. ”

"Then master, will you go and rest for a while?" Cuizhu proposed.

Yan Yu withdrew his hand and nodded, "Okay." ”

Yan Yu lay on the bed, tired in his heart.

The drizzle was blowing outside the window, as if she was worried in her heart.

……

She was holding on to the palace lamp, walking on the road in a palace suit, the moonlight spread on her body, and the three words of Changle Palace in front of her made her footsteps pause.

She hesitated, had no choice, and stopped at this door, not knowing whether to go or stay.

If it goes further, it is the emperor's grace, and take a step back...... She can wait until she is old and be released from the palace.

The palace lanterns swayed in the night wind, and the lights were bright and extinguished. Yan Yu's eyelashes were lowered, covering the tangled in his eyes, and he bit his lower lip lightly.

She lifted her feet and turned to step into Changle Palace.