She stood on the left side of the road, and he stood on the right side of the road, and there was a short distance in between, and whoever took a few steps forward could walk in front of the other. But she didn't, and neither did he.

If you say that in the past, it was a different position, and you have to guard against it. Now, it is clear that he is her enemy.

"May I ask Marshal Ning a few things?" It was Shu Qingyue who opened her mouth first, and a "marshal" instantly widened the distance between the two.

Ning Sichen didn't speak, he didn't know what Shu Qingyue was going to ask him.

"In the battle of Shan Yang City, Ning Feixue and Lou Yao secretly colluded, you already knew?" At this time, Shu Qingyue was not afraid of being charged with offending the queen again, and called Ning Feixue's name. She asked Ning Sichen, but he just looked at him silently, didn't say anything, he didn't answer, she assumed that he acquiesced. Shu Qingyue then asked again. "Before you were exiled to Pingshun Kingdom, you were a soldier under Wang Tiezong, and you also personally experienced the Battle of Purple City three years ago, and witnessed my eldest brother die on the battlefield?"

As for the latter point, it was originally just Shu Qingyue's speculation, but looking at Ning Sichen's increasingly deep expression, it was obvious that she was right again.

"In the battle of Purple City, you were behind the scenes?" Shu Qingyue asked again. For the battle of Purple City three years ago, Shu Qingyue also had doubts, she didn't believe that her eldest brother would lose to Wang Tiezong.

From beginning to end, Ning Sichen was silent.

Finally, the day came.

"The scheming is so heavy, the city is so deep, Ning Sichen, you are really terrible." Shu Qingyue said.

In this regard, Ning Sichen was speechless!

If you have to say anything, it can only be said that it is a creation that makes people.

"I'm ......" Ning Sichen wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

Shu Qingyue was not in a hurry to turn around and leave, she waited for Ning Sichen to say. She wondered what else he could say. In Shu Qingyue's heart, she still hoped that Ning Sichen could say something, she didn't want to believe it, she really saw the wrong person!

"Perhaps, our encounter was a mistake!" He said.

Oh, yes. If he hadn't met her. Or if I had met her earlier, I wouldn't have been like this today!

Wrong?

"From now on, you and I are enemies!" Shu Qingyue finished speaking. Let's go.

Ning Sichen didn't catch up, and let Shu Qingyue go farther and farther until he disappeared from his field of vision.

In the end, Ning Sichen also left the palace.

Palace. After retiring from the court, Yuan Mingxuan first returned to his bedroom. He took off his dragon robe, tied up his hair with a jade crown, and put on a white brocade robe, with a piece of white jade tied around his belt. became the noble son of which family. Before leaving the temple, he also checked up and down, and there was nothing wrong. Then I went to the Golden Bird Palace.

She Shuman went out of the Golden Bird Hall and was standing under a plum tree in the courtyard.

The flowers bloom and will bloom again. But when people go, they don't come back.

"Meet the Emperor." She Shuman turned around, Yuan Ming Xuanren had already arrived in front of her, she saluted, or omitted the word "concubine".

"In the morning the frost and dew are heavy, and behold, my hands are cold." Yuan Mingxuan's hand covered the back of She Shuman's hand.

The moment the skin touched, She Shuman subconsciously withdrew her hand, she lowered her face lightly, the whole person was so gentle, like water, pitiful, and so holy, like a lotus, no one can blaspheme. Yuan Mingxuan was not stupid, and he could detect She Shuman's resistance to him, however, he was not angry because of this.

She Shuman has been in the palace for a while, and he has always retained his perfect body. There are beauties like this, saying that Yuan Mingxuan doesn't want She Shuman, which is absolutely fake. However, unlike the concubines who were favored in the past, Yuan Mingxuan not only wanted to get She Shuman's body, but also wanted to get her heart. When Yuan Mingxuan's brain was rusty, whether it was absurd or not, he actually fell in love with She Shuman, and from the first time he saw her, he was infatuated with her. Even, panicked and nervous because of her words and deeds, which she had never had in front of other concubines.

Yuan Mingxuan was moved and moved for She Shuman.

"Why did the emperor come so early today." She Shuman Road. The emperor favored her, she couldn't be unscrupulous, the honor and disgrace of Shufu were all in the hands of the man in front of her.

"It's not a big deal in the court, and I'll come over after retreating." Yuan Ming preached.

Saying that, the two entered the hall together, walking side by side, Yuan Ming Xuan wanted to wrap his arms around She Shuman's waist once, and his hand was stretched out, and when he was about to touch her, he took it back.

The palace people presented breakfast, Yuan Mingxuan sat on the main seat, and She Shuman sat sideways. She drank the soup silently, and Yuan Mingxuan couldn't find anything to say.

"Ai Fei, don't you like the jade hairpin I sent?" Yuan Ming Xuan saw that She Shuman did not wear the jade hairpin that he specially ordered craftsmen to make on his hair bundle.

"The jade hairpin is too valuable, and the concubine is afraid that she will accidentally lose it, so she keeps it in the zài jewelry box." She Shuman Road.

"If it's damaged, I'll give it back." Yuan Mingxuan spoiled. The women in the palace all love jewelry, and so does he when he is She Shuman, and he has sent all the jewels and jade, but she has never worn them. Even Ning Feixue wants power, but She Shuman, who is in front of him, Yuan Mingxuan has a feeling that he can't grasp it.

"The emperor doesn't have to send them anymore, and the concubines don't like to wear these on weekdays." She Shuman said, paused for a moment, and continued. "I heard that the emperor is going to move Marshal Shu's tomb into the palace?"

"Next month." Yuan Mingxuan was a little surprised, looked at She Shuman and said. "Why did Concubine Ai ask such a question?"

"Marshal Shu is a rare generation of loyal and famous generals, and his concubines are also very respectful. As the saying goes, people die in the ground, and such a big move is not very good for the deceased. She Shuman said.

"It's the queen's will." Yuan Mingxuan saw that She Shuman was a little displeased, and immediately said. "Concubine Ai thinks it's inappropriate, I just take back my will."

If it was really Ning Feixue, a rhino light flashed almost inexcruibly under She Shuman's eyes.

"I made a tune yesterday, and the emperor wants to hear it." She Shuman changed the subject.

"Good. I like whatever the concubine plays. Yuan Mingxuan looked at She Shuman's eyes, almost obsessed.

The palace people withdrew the meal and carried Zhang Qin up, She Shuman sat behind the piano, plucked the strings with the middle finger of his right hand, and a string of light piano sounds sounded in the hall.

The rhythm of She Shuman's strokes, like the breeze outside the hall, gently, softly, brushes through people's eardrums, as if something has penetrated into the heart, faint, and difficult to catch. Yuan Mingxuan actually didn't understand the rhythm at all, and he didn't know what She Shuman played, so he thought it was good, she played everything well, and her people were also very beautiful. In order to be more commensurate with She Shuman, he also deliberately made himself vassal and elegant.

Imperial love, how lucky. In She Shuman's eyes, there is only the piano under his hand and the independent plum tree outside the hall. (To be continued)