Ning Ge sideways. Carefully consider the words. After a long time, he said: "In the past, there were not a few people who said that slaves and maids were like Ning Guifei. The emperor felt like it. Probably because Concubine Ning has become ancient. There is no reference in appearance." Ning Ge aptly reminded Feng Yufei of the news that "Ning Ge" had just "passed away".

It's just a casual pause in the man's face. Really saw Feng Yufei's expression stiffen slightly. The corners of the lips, which were originally a little soft and bent downward, were pursed into a straight line. looked straight at the maid in front of him called Xinshui. Shen groaned: "How do you know that I am talking about Concubine Ning."

Ning Ge was stunned. That's when I feel like I'm talking too much. After thinking for a long time, he said: "It's just that many people say that slaves and maids are like slaves. So the first thing that came to mind was the deceased Concubine Ning."

Feng Yufei raised his eyebrows. Muttered, "Deceased."

Ning Ge nodded hurriedly. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the wrist across his neck. Feng Yufei seemed to realize something. Retract your arm. looked at Ning Ge coldly.

"The banquet in front of the children continues. I'm afraid the emperor can't delay too long." Ning Ge blessed his body slightly, and reminded.

Listen to Ning Ge's hoarse voice. Feng Yufei instantly had the illusion that the center was like dead ashes. The only hope in my heart was extinguished.

"You're a lot like her." Feng Yufei said suddenly. Staggered his body and turned his back to Ning Ge. He has a hundred reasons to put the person in front of him to death. Just looking at the similar figures. A dignified woman who even bows the same. But he couldn't get that hand.

If it weren't for the identity of the person in front of him, it would be well documented in the Garment Bureau. If it weren't for the hoarse voice of the woman in front of her, it wouldn't be as soft as Ning Ge. He will believe that the so-called sweetheart is all fake. She's Ningge.

It's just a disfigurement.

But all the spies he sent out were just as happy when they came back. Nagahiko even turned the internal affairs office's register upside down. It is true that the sù phoenix is flying. It's been a few years since I've been in the palace. There is no substitute.

A few days ago, because of the hardship of the family, I stole the things of the housekeeper. Passive punishment. Unfortunately disfigured. After escaping death, he barely survived in the garment bureau.

"The slave and maid poured medicine and lost things during the day. That's when I remembered to come and look for it. Disturbed the emperor." Ning Song is another gift. The words are not leaky.

Feng Yufei squinted his eyes and looked Ning Ge up and down. Suddenly, he asked, "At today's banquet. Yan nobles have fishtail coats. But it's from you."

Remembering that the spring tops designed by myself when Ning Ge was canonized, I was once amazing. The idea of a fishtail as a dress and flowers as a decoration is unconventional. If they are only like each other. It can't be the same as such a bizarre idea.

Unknowingly. Feng Yufei was full of hope for the maid in front of him. His gaze was like a hook nailed to Ning Ge's body. I'm afraid to miss any of the expressions on her face.

Ning Ge's thoughts paused slightly. But the answer is not what is asked." Does the emperor like the Yan nobles or the clothes that the Yan nobles wear?"

Feng Yufei's eyes became more and more deep. He only stared at Ning Ge but didn't speak.

Ning Ge knew that she had talked too much. On the contrary, it aroused Feng Yufei's suspicions. Curtsiness is another salute: "The emperor doesn't have to mind. But it is true that the garment did not come from the hand of a slave. Everyone in the garment bureau knows that this is a congratulatory gift from Mama Duan to the emperor. Yan Guiren's new favorite. Naturally, he wants to fight for the emperor's face...... I don't always live in the shadow of others."

Ning Ge said someone else's shadow. Isn't that what you're talking about?

Yan Guiren was favored by Feng Yufei because he set up a mourning hall for the dead Ning Ge. Today's favors are also Yan Guiren's dead man's wealth. If you don't fight for yourself. I'm afraid that I can only be someone else's stand-in for the rest of my life.

Feng Yufei snorted coldly. There was a pang of disappointment in my heart. His eyes became colder and colder. Word by word: "You are bold enough."

"That's because the slave is really not the person the emperor said." Ning Ge did not hesitate to refute it. Feng Yufei was taken aback when he listened. The ugly-looking maid standing in front of her gradually stuck in one place with the figure of Ning Ge in her memory. And quickly peeled off into two completely different people.

Feng Yufei's eyes were very sour. It seems that something is about to burst out of the eye sockets. I had to quickly turn my head.

"Yes. You're just a poor maid. And she's a princess. Throne and Imperial Concubine. Dignity of life. How can it be confused."

That's it. It's that he's thinking too much. If it's really her. After suffering so much grievance, you should have jumped up and questioned him. How can you be willing to stay in a small garment bureau?

She still has her revenge unavenged. She still has her wish gone. How would you want to get rid of the palace.

Ning Ge knelt down. I don't care if it's a soft branch or a hard stone. bowed his head and kowtowed to Feng Yufei one after another: "The emperor forgives his sins. It's the slave who has overstepped the distance."

Feng Yufei glanced meaningfully at Ning Ge, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling. Soon I lost interest. only said lightly: "The clothes are indeed very good. But it is not in my heart. That Mama made her own decisions. Naturally, there will be some harsh criticism. Tomorrow I will make a decree. You go to the Hall of Long Song and call the moon together to serve the nobles of Yan. There is no need to talk about today's affairs."

Ning Ge froze in place. I want to say no but I don't know where to start.

Go to the Hall of Long Song and Summoning the Moon to serve the nobles of Yan.

It's up to him to think about it.

She has always been the master of the Long Song Temple. One day, he will be reduced to the point of serving others in his own turf. What's more, Summoning Moon already knows her identity. It's strange not to expose her when the time comes.

It seems that leaving the palace is a matter of urgency. She can't have more than half a chance to get close to Feng Yufei. Because every time you get closer. She could clearly feel that her mind had softened a little.

Do you want to be stuck in this quagmire from which you can't extricate yourself? If there is a second betrayal. Is there a way back for her.

Ning Ge was thinking like this. I felt the person in front of me slowly leave. Drifting away. It's very light when you go over the mahogany fence. I don't see the slightest drunkenness.

Wait until you are sure that Feng Yufei has gone far. Ning Ge dared to raise his head. Groping for the trunk of the tree next to him and stood up. A little candle in front of me is shaking in the lantern paper. Take a closer look. It turned out that Feng Yufei didn't take the lantern he brought.

Ning Ge sighed. Crooked Corner picks up the handle holding the lantern. Follow the fence made of mahogany strips of paper all the way forward.

Yingxiang only said that the bracelet was the same as the medicine dregs in today. Those maids are small in their own right. In addition, this jungle is probably very cold during the day. Ning Ge became more and more convinced that they wouldn't be going inside. It's just going to dump the dregs around the pack.

Walked for a while. Then there was a gap in the fence. The surrounding mahogany is round and smooth. Apparently often touched. And where there was a gap in the hedge, a little gate was formed. With the wind squeaky and swaying.

I followed the small door and walked forward more than ten steps. I really smelled the smell of Chinese medicine.

Ning Ge can't care about anything else. Lifted her skirt and squatted down. I don't care about getting dirty. He reached out and tossed between the dregs. It's just a moment's work. Ning Ge only felt a numb fingertip. It seems that something has scratched my finger. Hurriedly leaned over the lantern to watch. Then I saw a hole in the tip of my middle finger. At this time, the thick black liquid was bubbling with "black blood", and at first glance it looked like it was poisoned.

Ning Ge seems to have found hope. I kept pulling out the residue on it. Soon I saw a pile of broken jade huddled in one place. It is pressed at the bottom of the residue. And the jade underneath. But it is a clear stone.

Even if it wasn't shattered. If you fall on such a hard stone, you will shatter.

The song is not in one place. Carefully cleaned up the broken jade in that place. I took out the square scarf and wrapped it carefully before I was ready to leave. Descended the back mountain. Ning Ge always felt that someone was following behind her. So I look back frequently. It was only when she turned around that she realized that there was nothing behind her.

The night is thick. Ning Ge is uneasy in her heart. The broken jade that hit the purse was warm inch by inch. But it can't give Ning Ge any sense of security. She was in a hurry. But he didn't go to the garment bureau. Instead, he bypassed the garment bureau and went to the pond behind the dormitory. The "shadow" trailed behind. Ning Ge hides behind a willow tree. The people who were not far behind him did not shy away from tailing up. It seems that he is a little annoyed because he lost Ning Ge. Looking for the figure of Ning Ge in all directions.

In a panic, he was standing in the place where Ning Ge was hiding. But suddenly I felt a chill in my neck. Someone put an inconspicuous hairpin across the neck. The man hurriedly raised his hand. He said, "Girl. I think you're mistaken."

Standing behind the man was a dazed gaze. The original condensed look shook slightly because of the man's voice. Inexplicably, I feel a sense of familiarity. Looks like I've heard it somewhere.

Ning Ge took the hairpin and put it against the man's throat. Go around to the man. Only then did I see that this person was a beautiful son. The face is beautiful. Spring breeze smiles. A glass-white robe is shown. Even under the threat of Ning Ge, he was still very calm.

Ning Ge didn't feel half a point of murder in him. Hesitated for a long time. After all, he put down the hairpin he was holding in his hand and tucked it in his sleeve. In a deep voice, he said, "Who are you?"

The number finally got a chance to speak. Very happy. Can't wait to say: "In the Lower Cloud City. We've seen it a few times. I don't know if the girl is impressed."

"Yes." Ning Ge looked up at Yun Yan suspiciously. Carefully search the memory. It's just that her attention has always stayed on Feng Yufei and the others. About such strangers. I really don't have any impressions.

The man was not annoyed when he saw that Ning Ge couldn't remember. On the contrary, the smile became brighter and brighter. I just opened the folding fan in my hand with a snap. A unique picture of eight horses painted above.

Only outline the edges with thick ink. I haven't colored. But horses can be lifelike with empty lines. The gesture of running like the wind leaps on the paper. It can be seen that the painter has exquisite brushwork.

Ning Ge counted carefully. It's still seven horses. In a trance, it seems that I remembered something. It's just that memory walks fast. It's just that Ning Ge caught some traces and disappeared quickly. Soon. Ning Ge fell into a daze again.

"Girl, don't you remember?" Yun Yan's eyes are deep. The face is full of expectations.