On the path, the moonlight stretched the shadows of the two of them.

Huo Qi glanced at the girl who followed him: "Since King Changshan is fine, he can leave on his own, why has he been following me?" ”

Yuan Lingjun rubbed his waist and pouted: "I don't want to either, but my lamp is broken." "Fingers habitually pick at the belt. In the face of Huo Qi, she was always inexplicably nervous.

Huo Qi frowned slightly. He thought of Shanglin Yuan, and the sentence "Huo Qi is good-looking, but he can be a Lingjun horse" buzzed in his mind like a magic sound piercing his ears. He looked quietly at the face with a swirl of laughter in the moonlight.

After a few years, she and Princess Fan, who lived in Yuchen Palace, were like two people, but their temperament was still so bad. The naughty children in the Jin Palace, the girls in the East China Sea, and the mediocre monarch of Baling, no matter how she grows and changes, she is still the same as she was at the beginning...... Not pleasing.

Huo Qi let out a long breath. How can you believe that she will change her nature? I must be full of food to provoke her again.

Soon, Huo Qi turned his gaze, turned his back to Yuan Lingjun, slowly brushed off the mud and dust on his robe, smoothed the folds of his clothes, and made the wide sleeves hang down obediently at his waist.

"You...... Wu Anhou is here to go to the Guifei Palace? Yuan Lingjun continued to follow.

"It's not."

"Oh. His Majesty sent someone to Yaoguang Temple to pick up Jiudi back to the palace, and it should be almost Lin'an. Wu Anhou guarded the East China Sea with the old Junhou when he was a teenager, and he hadn't returned to Beijing for many years, so he definitely didn't recognize Jiudi. ”

I don't know how long it took before Huo Qi replied: "Hmm." ”

Yuan Lingjun's feet slipped, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. Huo Qi really has the ability to hold her out of internal injuries. "Huh." Yuan Lingjun laughed dryly twice and quieted down.

The two were speechless all the way, shuttling back and forth through the palace, walking through patches of dead branches and trees, strange grass and winter flowers.

The man's steps were big and fast, and Yuan Lingjun walked very hard, almost trotting. After Huo Qi found out, he would slow down his pace and wait for her for a while, intentionally or unintentionally, and then speed up when she caught up, throwing her farther away.

Huo Qi stopped, and Yuan Lingjun caught up breathlessly and walked behind him. "Why don't you leave?" She asked.

Huo Qi didn't answer, and his body was as tense as a stone slab. Yuan Lingjun tiptoed behind him, and Fan Xin stood directly opposite him with his sword in his hand, saluting in her direction.

It turned out to be at the palace gate.

Yuan Lingjun thanked Huo Qi, but the man ignored it, walked to a huge ancient banyan without saying a word, turned over and jumped on a black horse, and urged him away.

"It's a good-looking ice cube man, tsk, the winter of the Jin Kingdom is cold enough." A young man's lazy voice sounded in the carriage next to him.

"Uncle Xiaohuang, take me by the way." Yuan Lingjun grinned and leaned under the car window, lifted the curtain, and said with a salivation.

The people inside stretched out their heads: "Come on, who made me the emperor's uncle." ”

Yuan Lingjun laughed, and as soon as he got into the carriage, he hurriedly put his frozen hands on the smoker. Then she met the famous servant who was rewarded.

The young man in the black robe sat in the corner of the car and secretly looked at her with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes. The best thing he gave birth to is his eyebrows, and he can compare with the beauties of the Jin Kingdom.

"He's a reward." Wei Hou introduced to Yuan Lingjun, and said to the young man, "King Changshan is here, come and pay a visit." ”

The carriage was spacious enough to accommodate kneeling and saluting.

The beauty that can make Weihou nostalgic and unforgettable must be unusual. According to the temperament of liking the new and hating the old, the pampering of the good servant will not exceed a month. Wei Hou has no restraint in affairs, and in addition to dealing with political affairs, most of the time he hangs out with this beautiful young man named Guan Xian, and wants to come to this person with charm, and Wei Hou is fascinated.

Yuan Lingjun nodded his head to excuse him, and after looking at him with a look of surprise, he never looked at him again.

Princess Tongqing arrived in Lin'an at noon on the second day. Her cousin Huo Qi went to the outskirts of the city to welcome her into the palace.

The horses went hand in hand, and the princess's colorful battle went all the way to the palace gate.

The old woman raised the curtain, and the two girls who combed their buns helped Princess Tongqing out of the carriage. Dressed in plain clothes, with her hair combed in a double bun, Princess Tongqing, who is less than twelve years old, is tall, plain and bland, upright and beautiful, and her face is depressed and sad.

She raised her head, her eyes wistfully traced the outline of the huge palace gate, and her heart was desolate and she couldn't help but cry.

On the other side of the palace gate, women in fresh clothes and high buns walked like stars and moons. Tongqing was at a loss and shrank timidly.

"Don't be afraid, this is your eighth sister, Princess Yang Zhai." The old woman said in a low voice.

Tongqing stubbornly greeted her, bowed his sleeves, and called softly: "Eighth sister." ”

Yang Zhai held the sleeve of her robe: "You recognize me at a glance." Jiudi has worked the road, first go to the palace of the concubine with the chamberlain to change clothes and rest, His Majesty is still dealing with government affairs, and I will come to see you later. ”

Tongqing trembled: "Yes, the concubine thanked His Majesty." ”

She quickly lowered her eyes, and a tear fell straight down, cutting open the fat powder specially smeared for His Majesty.

Princess Tongqing has a hard life, since the age of seven for her biological mother to serve the sick has not been in the palace all the year round, this time Emperor Hongjia took her back, just because Tongqing had been involved in the dispute between the prince, although the overall situation is determined, the Xu family mustard has not disappeared, Emperor Hongjia is also panicked, and is bound to test and tempt. However, after meeting in private, Emperor Hongjia cried rarely, and then summoned the young daughter of the courtier's family under the age of thirteen to enter the palace to accompany the princess.

Princess Tongqing is good at poetry and music, and noble girls often go to chant poems and books with her, and ask for music theory. But she has a weak personality and is not good at words, and no matter how many girls of the same age can't fit in.

Just like at this moment, she was surrounded by seven or eight lively girls, chattering about whose paintings, whose calligraphy, whose makeup, and occasionally asked about her, but only nodded and smiled.

Tongqing frowned slightly and looked at the open window. It was pouring rain outside.

It is rainy in the south, and sometimes it is a bit humid in winter.

The girls also saw it, and cried out again and again.

"It's really annoying, I can't go to warm soup tomorrow, I will die of cold in winter if I don't soak in the soup."

Some of them talked about "what if it rained tomorrow."

"It's better to go to Lady Wang's house to explore the wind, I heard that she teaches strictly, and if she can't memorize the "Internal Training", she will be on the board."

"I'll be enrolled next year, I'm really afraid of her."

There were also many richly dressed girls who stepped on the tide and walked into the main hall and joined the army of discussions in high spirits.

The birch smoke of the bronze furnace of the beast on the case is rich, filling the entire hall, and the beautiful music lasts for a long time. The musicians behind the pillar are all wonderful characters who are proficient in all kinds of musical instruments, and are the best at singing the famous songs of the Southern Dynasty.

In fact, the southerners and the northerners are very different, the people of the Southern Dynasties are quite accomplished in poetry, long and long, endless deep palace grievances, endless ****, passed down from generation to generation, composed music and sung, and later gradually became a means for the musicians to please the eunuchs.

Tongqing was worried about himself, but he didn't notice that the music had stopped.

At this time, a musician held a pipa horizontally, picked the strings, and the sound of the pipa suddenly sounded, and the rest of the musicians played the drum and piano in harmony.

"You're all here, the music is up, why don't you come and sing a song."

A young girl groaned in, stood behind one of the tables, and smiled at the crowd. Her appearance was beautiful and charming, and none of the women in the palace could match it.

She held the luminous cup, tapped the rim of the cup with a silver chopstick, and sang: "Don't come back to the house in a few springs, see cherry blossoms in the jade window."

In addition, there is a brocade book, which makes people sigh. At this point, the intestines are broken, and the other heart is broken.

The clouds and green temples are combed and knotted, and they are sad like rushing back to the snow.

Last year, I sent books and newspapers to the balcony, and this year I sent books to urge each other.

The east wind blows the clouds for me to make the west.

If you don't come, the flowers will be lonely. ”

Yang Zhai took down the cup and sat down with his sleeves brushed: "My skills are not good, and I am ugly." ”

After the words, the hall applauded thunderously, and the young nobles applauded one after another, and they did not hesitate to praise the singers.

The eldest princess of Yang Zhai, who finished singing, was still immersed in her own singing, looking forward to Shenfei, and her eyes revealed a rare charm of a girl.

The young girls didn't understand the implications. This song is sung about the wife missing her husband who has not returned after a long absence, waiting for him to return home as soon as possible and the husband and wife reunite.

Yang Zhai is not waiting to be married, except for a lover, how can he come to a husband.

However, it was this out-of-tune song, like the east wind falling in the lyrics, that plucked the tight string in Tongqing's heart...... Welcome to the majority of book friends to come and read, the latest, fastest, and hottest serialized works are all here! For mobile phone users, please go to M...... Read.