Si Jingming accompanied Jun Ziheng to the Imperial Garden, looking at the lively situation on the southeast, west and west, he said: "I have to go on a patrol everywhere in the chrysanthemum appreciation party to ensure that it is safe, you ......"

"I won't lose it without you accompanying me, you can go on your own errand, and I'll go by myself." Gentleman Hengdao.

After Si Jingming left, Junzi Heng chose a place with few people to stop and go at will, he deliberately avoided the princes and princes, and also avoided many female dependents, and he found that none of them were really quiet.

Just as he wanted to go out of the palace in the imperial garden, a group of young ladies came up, and he had to hide in the rockery next to him in order to avoid it, and after hiding, he couldn't help laughing at himself.

Since when has there been such a banquet, the more he has practiced, the more comfortable he becomes.

When they passed, he thought about staying for a while before going out, so as not to encounter any accidents and embarrassment, but unexpectedly, two palace maids also walked this way, whispering.

"I don't know what happened to Bai Daizhao? Run so fast! ”

"Look at Bai Daizhao's pale face, I'm afraid it's not a good thing, right?"

"It's quieter over there, what's the bad thing? I don't think it's necessarily ...... if I'm going to have a lover."

The maids of the two palaces gradually walked away, Jun Ziheng didn't listen to anything more, he thoughtfully walked out of the hidden place of the rockery.

He thought as he walked.

A while ago, Mo Yan, the third son of Qi Junhou, suddenly put away his absurd behavior, his language was frivolous, and he even restrained a lot from indulging in women.

Ming Gong Hou Fu Fifth Miss Ye Yuzhen originally intended to marry Mo Yan, but for some reason, the day that she had already said was Huang Huang, and I heard that it was Miss Yan who was unwilling, and Ming Gong waited for a pity for the girl's heart.

In his opinion, it is not.

Ming Gonghou has always had a strong desire for power, don't say that a concubine is to give up a concubine, what can he not do for the sake of power?

After thinking about it, Jun Ziheng had unconsciously walked to the most corner of the west side of the Imperial Garden to watch the water pavilion.

He was about to step into the water corridor and want to take a look inside the water pavilion, but he heard a large group of people laughing and laughing from the road when he came, and the words meant to enter the water to take a look.

Jun Ziheng avoided his figure, turned around and walked briskly into a small arch and turned into the koi pond, which was only separated by a wall from the water viewing pavilion.

The imperial concubine and many ministers and relatives walked leisurely along the road, talking and laughing while enjoying the scenery.

When she was about to enter the Guanshui Pavilion, the female official of Neiyan next to the imperial concubine whispered in her ear, she listened to the back of her eyes, and then noticed her own gaffe, and returned her eyes, and she whispered something in the ear of the female official of Neiyan.

The female official of Neiyan nodded, and the imperial concubine stopped talking with satisfaction, and led the relatives who were still happily enjoying the scenery and laughing without knowing what happened to the water pavilion.

Ye Liuzhu, the female official of the Inner Extension, is the third lady of the Ming Gonghou Mansion, and is now the female official of the Inner Extension of the Qiluan Palace.

I think it was the imperial concubine who asked her to do something and come back to report, and things were not very smooth, which made the imperial concubine's expression unhappy for a moment.

What can be done by Ye Neiyan himself, he thought, it must not be a trivial matter.

As a result, he could not enter the water pavilion.

Jun Ziheng walked into the koi pond, found a big rock not far from the rockery group and sat down, he stared at the pond connected to the lake in the water pavilion, and somehow his heart could not be calm.

The eyes were full of lake water, and it was also full of blood.

Bai Qingting smiled strangely, smiling brightly and beautifully.

If she wasn't in the lake, if her right thigh wasn't still bleeding, then she thought, she's actually pretty good now.

The sun shone down through the lake, and the slightest ray of light was like a trace of redemption, sprinkled warmly on her face.

Her body was sinking, her right thigh was getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't swim much as she pushed.

She was burning all over, even though the cold lake water was all around, she was still burning badly, knowing that it was the charm of Mei Xiang that worked.

She closed her eyes and stopped all self-help with her hands and legs.

I really want to sink like this, I really want to sleep in this lake like this.

The last life was very long, she lived for twenty-seven years, but she was too tired to live.

This life is also very long, and she has lived for twenty years in this body, and she is still too tired.

The current had a certain direction, and she stopped struggling and slid down the current to an unknown place.

It seemed that after a long, dim and dark passage, she seemed to have slept for a long, long and heavy sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, she thought she should be grateful to the diving champion who had been dissected alive by her in modern times.

At that time, in order to succeed, she learned to dive for a long time, and the longest record she closed for 29 minutes and 38 seconds, beating the diving champion, and then captured him alive, and cut his belly open to see the heart in it.

She wondered if he liked to eat human hearts so much, could his own heart grow a few or grow something different.

However, as it turned out, it didn't.

His heart was no different from that of a normal person, which disappointed her for a long time.

Before he died, he said to her, "I look forward to what you will look like when you die, how you will die when you die...... I've eaten too much of a little girl's immature heart, and now I'm going to have your belly cut open, and I think my death is pretty good, at least not at the hands of those cops, but at the hands of a psychopath who's as perverted as I am. I died a well-deserved death, and I rejoice. ”

I died a well-deserved death, and I rejoice.

She will always remember what he said.

So when she died in modern times, she regretted that she did not die as she deserved, and she was not happy.

Now, is she going to die too?

The brighter sunlight shone down, blinding her open eyes, and she thought she was very close to the water.

Maybe it's because she's rested long enough, maybe it's because her strength has been stored to a certain extent, or maybe it's the words of the diving champion, when she used her hands and feet together, and used all her strength to break through the water, she smiled.

Then she froze when she saw a man sitting on the shore not far from her.

Jun Ziheng also froze.

White, white edict?

A burst of cold and a burst of heat made Bai Qingting come back to her senses first, she supported the remaining strength to climb ashore, her movements were stiff and slow, she looked haggard and embarrassed, she happened to sit about two feet away from Jun Ziheng.

Her thigh was still bleeding, and she tried to move, numb as a heavy lump of wood.

She lifted the long skirt that covered her right thigh, revealing her blood-red underwear, which she tore with all her might.

Fortunately, she had been soaked in the lake all the time, and the wound and underwear did not knot together, otherwise she would have tore the cloth on the side of the wound at this time, which would have made her hiss in pain.

Jun Ziheng kept staring at her, and when he saw this image as if he had been struck by lightning, he turned his head, and his heart was pounding like a pigeon.

Bai Qingting ignored him and continued the movements in her hands, she had to stop the bleeding first, otherwise she would be able to endure it until now and not faint, and she would also die due to bleeding.

The purple cloth strip torn from the hem of the long skirt was wrapped around the right thigh, only enough for three turns, but as if it was not enough, the blood still oozed slightly.

She tore out two more and circled them six more times, tightening so hard that she could barely stop the bleeding.