Twilight, the Royal Palace, Night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shen Yueyan was dressed in an ink-colored silk robe, and the dark cloak shrouded the whole person in shadows, she had already sent all the palace people out, and no one was allowed to come in without her order.

"Queen Mother, this way." The person who came was a young man, and his dark outfit hid his shadow very well, and he carefully led Shen Yueyan behind him, his steps were calm, and he looked like a practitioner with strong martial arts.

Shen Yueyan's heart was beating as if it was about to pop out, but her face was still unfazed, only a little sad.

The two walked for a long time, bypassing a ruined hall and coming to the edge of the overgrown palace wall.

"What is this?" Shen Yueyan held the hood on her head with both hands, and looked at the young man in front of her for some reason.

"It is inconvenient for the master to enter the palace to meet you, outside the palace wall is a small hill, the carriage has long been waiting outside, over the wall, and in less than half an hour, it is the inn where the master stays, where it is safer." The man explained softly, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Brother Yi, who was about to see her, Shen Yueyan couldn't help but tremble in her heart, a pair of hands as white as jade were already uncontrollable clenching, she only pursed her lips and nodded slightly.

"Offended." The man shook his fist respectfully at her, stepped forward and turned around and wrapped Shen Yueyan in his arms, and before she could come back to her senses, the two had already jumped onto the high palace wall.

Shen Yueyan didn't know how she got down from the palace wall, she only knew that she felt like the world was spinning with her eyes closed, and she had already gotten into a delicate carriage.

The car was covered with fine velvet upholstery, and on a small carved low table in the middle was a pot of fragrant tea and a few plates of snacks.

"Half an hour?" She asked the man driving in front of her through the curtain, her voice was very soft, and she was faintly eager.

"Yes, the inn where the master lives is not the best in the city, in order to hide people's eyes, only a secluded one was chosen, so it will be delayed on the road for a little longer, you can eat some snacks in the car, and you will arrive soon."

Shen Yueyan in the car only hummed softly when she heard this, she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, she only felt a sharp pain in her heart, and the tears that she had endured for a long time finally fell from her eyes.

Her maiden name is Yue'er, and she is the pearl of Shen Lao'er, who is famous in the rivers and lakes. She has been smart and beautiful since she was a child, and she has already gained a lot of fame in the local area by the age of eight, not only because she was born like a flower and jade, but also because of her belly of poetry comparable to that of a private school teacher. When she was twelve years old, she died with her father and was a guest of the Pan family, but she met Pan Yi who was practicing martial arts in the garden, Pan Yi was only fifteen years old at the time, it was when he was handsome and young, and he had thick eyebrows and dark eyes, and his aura was high, and the appearance of serious practice of fists and feet immediately moved the heart of the girl who was just beginning to fall in love, and said that she would stay in the Pan family for a while. Shen Lao Er only has such a baby daughter, so he should say anything.

Unexpectedly, this treatment is three years, Shen Yueyan is almost over, and Pan Yi has also experienced more maturity and stability. The two are talented and beautiful, and they are in love, and the old man Pan sees it in his eyes and is happy in his heart. I just wanted to wait until Shen Yueyan and the ceremony were over, and then I went to propose marriage to Shen Laoer.

However, just when there were more than three months left for Shen Yueyan to leave and Lu Lizuo, it coincided with Daughter's Day, and she and Pan Yi went to the street to look at the lanterns. Unexpectedly, that night, it turned out to be the prince of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty, Yuanyi, who was out to play.

At that time, Yuan Yi glanced at it, and it was difficult to forget the woman holding the lantern and smiling, after returning to the palace, she did not listen to the dissuasion of the Emperor of the Eastern Yuan Dynasty at that time, and ignored the rumors in the Jingshi workshop, and exhausted her thoughts and means. was stunned to let the Yuan Emperor at that time compromise, and thought of a way to let the then Beixin Emperor threaten the diplomatic relations between the two countries and the status of the Shen family in the rivers and lakes, and treat Shen Lao and his wife both soft and hard.

Shen Yueyan couldn't bear to be threatened by her parents' family, so she resolutely broke off relations with Pan Yi, and stepped on the car to Dongyuan without looking back.

The following year, Shen Yueyan won a son in one fell swoop and gave birth to the emperor's eldest son for Yuan Yi, who is now Yuan Hongyi. And Pan Yi was already the behind-the-scenes strategist of Bei'an Huang at that time, and the intersection of the two seemed to be gone at that time.

Thinking of the past, Shen Yueyan in the car had a sour chest and a heart like a knife, so he only held his hands tightly and choked in his throat.

After a short time, the carriage came to the door of an inn called 'Welcome Guest', the façade of which was somewhat shabby, and only two of the lanterns hanging outside were still lit.

Shen Yueyan was carefully helped out of the carriage by the man who was driving, she suppressed her tears and got out of the carriage with heavy steps.

There was a slight chill in the summer night of the inn, and Shen Yueyan was brought to the door of a room, and the man stopped and made a gesture of please.

Shen Yueyan's fingers trembled slightly, she exhaled a long breath, and pushed the wooden door in front of her open.

The candles in the room were dim, except for a lit candlestick on a low table not far from the bed. Shen Yueyan looked around, but she didn't see the figure she was hoping for.

She crossed the threshold and took a few more steps inside, the door behind her squeaked shut. Her body trembled slightly, and she walked in the direction of the bed, and before the sound of 'Brother Yi' was called out of her lips, the whole person was held in the arms of the man.

For so many years, the number of times the two have met is only three times, she has lived in the palace for many years, and he has been running around for power in Beixin, and the only three times the two have met, there are countless people around them.

Xian Fengyi looked at her still delicate face, a simple bead hairpin was inserted in her hair, and the thin rouge gouache outlined her face without the slightest flaw. When she walked in just now, her every move was seen by him hidden in the shadows, although she was a little cowardly, but her every move was rigorous, and her heavenly demeanor was fully revealed.

He thought he would never have the slightest affection for her again, but when that familiar face came into view, his heart was beating so happily and happily. After so many years, her body is still incredibly soft.

"Brother Yi......," Shen Yueyan came back to her senses from her surprise, her head was already buried in Shen Fengyi's arms, and the tears rolled down with a "bang", and she couldn't stop it.

She is no longer the woman who was prettyly dressed, showed two pear vortices with a smile, and called him 'Brother Yi' softly. He is no longer a man who is high-spirited and holds him in the palm of his hand and loves him in every way.

In the baptism of the past few decades, the two of them have long faded away from the immaturity of the time, and they have all become figures who advocate the court situation and dominate the world, but the throbbing in their hearts cannot be erased for many years, and they can only precipitate more and more.

The two sat still, unable to say a thousand words, just looking at each other, affectionate and focused. (To be continued.) )