Since entering the palace today, Luo Yan has been absent-minded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 So it wasn't until much later that she found out that He Xinyo hadn't kept up with her. And when she found out about this, she wasn't in much of a hurry. Finding someone in this house couldn't have been easier for her, or for them.

She didn't rush to meet with the group of Jiayou Academy first, but walked all the way through the many dense forest corridors that she was once familiar with, and came to the depths of the inner garden of the palace, in the purple bamboo forest, and in the purple bamboo courtyard. Since then, she had not been back for seven years since she had left the palace to bid farewell to Master.

Fuzi, the imperial capital, the inner courtyard of the palace, deep in the purple bamboo forest, Luo Yan walked along the deep Qianmo in the palace, step by step, to the small courtyard of purple bamboo that few people set foot on. There are some places in this world, no matter how things change in the world, it seems to always be safe in the world, every grass and tree, it is still the same as it was back then.

I vaguely remember the first time she was led into the purple bamboo forest and saw the master, she was amazed that there was such a detached man in the world, with a childish face and white hair, bright teeth and red lips, and the eyebrows were as indifferent as snow, not like a person in the world. That was the first time she wanted to be attached to someone, stay by his side, not knowing the years, not thinking about the spring and autumn.

However, she will leave after all, no matter how good the purple bamboo forest is, it is not her home, and Master is not the person who can be with her for the rest of her life.

She was still black-haired, and he was white-headed.

Seven years ago, when she left the Zizhu Courtyard, she realized that this was just a cage in the depths of this palace, and this huge palace was also a majestic deep mansion in Fuzi City. After meeting that person, she once thought that she had found someone in this city who could dress in red and worship the First Emperor and get married, but all this was just a passing moment after all.

Now that he has changed his mind and returned to this majestic city with his confidant, she doesn't know what else she should have besides being unwilling.

Xing Wen stood on the road ahead, waiting for her to approach step by step. It seemed that for many years, apart from the clumps of purple bamboo, he was the only one who had been waiting for her where she could see, and Master—that was not someone she could hope for.

"Coming?"

"Well, I'm back."

The two walked side by side, relatively silent, and the half-human-high fence of the Zizhu courtyard had already appeared in front of them.

Bamboo houses, bamboo fences, bamboo tables, bamboo chairs, bamboo low stools, the whole courtyard is full of the breath of purple bamboo, pure, natural, noble and mysterious.

In the small bamboo house, the fragrance of purple bamboo lingers, and occasionally you can still smell the elegant smell of jasmine tea. The man in purple sat down in front of the square table, leisurely fiddling with the tea set in front of him. Clear footsteps sounded on the steps of the bamboo house, and the people who came were not in a hurry, so natural that they could not be more natural, and they could not be more leisurely.

There was a jingling sound of the bead curtain being lifted in his ears, and he held the cup and smiled lightly at the visitor: "You're back......"

Luo Yan knelt at the man's feet, touched the ground with his forehead, and bowed deeply: "Master, I'm back." ”

Jingchen Mozi was like a loving father, gently holding her black hair and saying, "It's been seven years, and you've grown up." ”

Luo Yan almost couldn't hold back her tears, seeing this scene, Xing Wen quietly withdrew, so that the master and apprentice who had been reunited for a long time could talk about what they had not had a chance to say in the past seven years.

When he came to the courtyard, the breeze in the forest was blowing, and the aroma of purple bamboo on the tip of his nose was sometimes strong and faint, refreshing, and it was hard to imagine that such a place would be within the high walls of the Fuzicheng Imperial Palace, and it was also difficult to imagine that his master, who held the most loyal shadow power of the entire Sangwu Empire, would be willing to take a step out of this place for the rest of his life.

The huge Sangwu Palace, the thousand-year-old Jingchen royal family, there are really too many stories to tell. And in the Jingchen royal family, the only person who has no blood relationship with the royal family but can use the surname "Jingchen" is only Jingchen Mozi.

Jingchen Mozi and the father of today's Dezhao Tianzi, the former emperor Minghong Tianzi, met when they were young, and their gentlemanly friendship was once rumored to be a good story in this Fuzi City. Minghong Tianzi gave him the surname "Jingchen", and asked Jingchen Mozi to swear lifelong allegiance to his Jingchen royal family, and Jingchen Mozi did abide by this oath.

In this way, there is Luo Yan, there is him Xing Wen, and there are so many brothers and sisters of them. He stood in the small courtyard and sighed for a while, his hands were sharp, and he blew a loud and long whistle like a bird's call, glanced at the small bamboo house, and then pulled open the fence and walked towards the purple bamboo forest outside the small courtyard.

In the hut, Luo Yan was serving tea to Jingchen Mozi. This is a kind of tea called purple jasmine unique to this purple bamboo forest, the tea in the cup is crystal purple, and the petite petals of purple jasmine at the bottom of the cup gently ripple with the slight trembling of her hand.

Jingchen Mozi took the tea she offered, took a sip, and said, "I haven't drunk the tea you served in seven years." ”

Luo Yan lowered his head: "It's not in vain." ”

She sat down opposite Jingchen Mozi, skillfully fiddling with the tea set in front of her, while casually talking about what she had experienced in the past seven years since she left the Zizhu Courtyard.

"I stayed in Fuzi City for four years and met a man. I thought I could be with him for the rest of my life, but he was determined to be on the battlefield and didn't want to settle down in this Fuzi City for me. After he left, I went to the city of Gayou in Guga Prefecture and entered the Gayou Academy. ”

Jingchen Mozi just listened quietly all the time and didn't ask a word. Luo Yan said: "This time, the son of Dezhao accepted a new concubine, and someone from the Jiayou Academy came to the palace to congratulate him, but the apprentice did not come with the academy. I am myself...... I want to come back to see you, Master. ”

She pursed her lips and said, "That man became a general in the border army, and he will also enter the palace to report on his work this time." He's ...... now. is already a married man, and may settle in this imperial capital for his current wife. I wanted to meet him, but I ...... I don't know in what capacity I should see him, or whether I should see him. ”

Luo Yan brought another cup of tea to Jingchen Mozi and said, "I'm actually quite unwilling." ”

Jingchen Mozi waved his hand gently, Luo Yan nodded in understanding, brought the tea back to him, and drank it all with his head up.

"Master taught me the art of the piano and the tea ceremony, and I practiced them very well. But the **** thing that I realized myself became more confused the more I realized. Luo Yan sighed and said, "Now I envy you even more, Master." ”

Luo Yan sighed: "The gentlemanly friendship between Master and Minghong Tianzi is much simpler than these love-hate relationships. After the apprentice arrived in Jiayou, he was fortunate enough to meet such a person, and it seemed that he could make a lifelong friend. ”

Luo Yan frowned slightly and said, "It's just...... She also has a lot of mysteries, I don't know my origin, I don't know my identity. This time I entered the palace, I walked with her. Master," she asked, looking at Jingchen Mozi as she pondered, "...... you Would you like to meet her? ”

Jingchen Mozi just shook his head lightly and said, "I've long been used to this quietness, and I don't like to be disturbed." Besides, you are no longer the child you used to be, whether you want to trust a person or not, Master will help you to be the master. ”

Luo Yan lowered his head: "The apprentice knows." ”