"Bi'er, we've lived in this temple for a few days, so why don't we give this temple a name?" Ziyi straightened the bun on her head in the mirror, and she was always very satisfied with Bi'er's skillful hands.

"Yes." Bi'er responded softly, and Ziyi's happiness seemed to be contagious, so that the haze that had been pressing on her heart was also blown away.

"What's it called—" Ziyi frowned.

"What are Niang Niang and Sister Bi'er talking about? Neither will you call me. When Cui'er came in from outside the door, she saw Ziyi and Bi'er talking and laughing, pouting, and she put the flowers she had just picked in her hand on the table.

"I'm thinking about the name." Ziyi chuckled and poked Cui'er's little head, "You, go and help me bring in the Silver Eyes Blue Grass and Night Fire, I want to ask them to help me do something." ”

Cui'er responded crisply, and went out.

Ziyi felt that it was just overnight, and her world seemed to usher in spring.

A woman is really a magical animal, and she obviously doesn't have any thoughts about that kind of thing, but when she really has something to do with her loved one, she feels sweeter than anyone else.

When Cui'er brought the people, Ziyi had already thought of the name and instructed the palace people to prepare the plaque. At this time, she was comparing with this Bi'er in the courtyard of this palace, planning the entire courtyard.

"You guys came just in time," Ziyi saw the people walking into the courtyard, with a light smile on her face, "I was just discussing with Bi'er that I want to hang a swing on that tree." ”

A few people said they would do it, but before Ziyi was for concealed treatment, only Bi'er and Cui'er were left in this hall.

However, Ziyi has not been removed for so long, and no one in the palace dares to bully him anymore.

And Xiao Dezi has always felt guilty about Ziyi, so with Cui'er's words, Xiao Dezi summoned many subordinates who listened to the call.

In just one afternoon, the whole hall was completely renewed.

Ziyi had to admire the labor ability of the ancients.

The swing in the yard has been erected, and it is not a rope that binds the swing, but a rattan that the purple clothes ordered someone to find, and the blue grass has soaked the rattan in a special potion, and this rattan is as tough as an iron chain.

What made Ziyi even happier was that after the withered yellow rattan was soaked in the potion, it actually grew green branches and leaves, which were integrated with the whole tree.

The furnishings in the house are also new, which makes Ziyi a little unexpected.

Cui'er secretly leaned in Ziyi's ear and told her that Xiao Dezi was trying to find someone to buy these things. Ziyi only smiled slightly after hearing this, but he didn't expect that this little eunuch would still be haunted and blame himself for her burns.

In the end, when the palace people hung up the plaque that had just been built, Ziyi nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the three big characters of "Cangsheng Palace" in front of the hall, Ziyi murmured in a low voice: "The still water flows deeply." Cangsheng stepping on the song. Three lives are cloudy and sunny, and once there are joys and sorrows. ”

This is a sentence that Ziyi once saw on the Internet, I don't know who wrote it, this is what I felt good about reading it at the time, so I wrote it down.

Yintong and Yehuo actually didn't help much, and seeing that Ziyi had already settled the matter at this time, he said that he had something to do and left.

Ziyi looked at the blue grass on the side, and she found that the blue grass looked at the backs of these two people with a somewhat complicated gaze.

"These two people are mysterious? What have you been doing lately? Ziyi tentatively spoke, but saw a flash of pain in Lancao's eyes. Immediately, she smiled at Ziyi and said lightly, "I don't know." ”

At night, Duanmu Kaoru did not come again, and Ziyi went to bed early after a busy day.

On the second day, when he opened his eyes, it was almost noon, Ziyi shook his head, moved his somewhat sore muscles, and sighed that his time as a rice worm had passed too long.

For a whole day, Ziyi was precipitated in his own happiness, sitting in front of the bronze mirror in a daze, and he could laugh out loud.

Bi'er and Cui'er didn't know why, so they had to frown, only guessing that their master had discovered something funny, and they hadn't told them yet.

And the blue grass has always been in a hurry these days, and Ziyi asked but refused to say anything.

During the night of the festival, Duanmu Kaoru did not appear.

Ziyi was a little disappointed.

And after the initial excitement faded, she suddenly began to panic - will Kaoru Duanmu never appear again?

Gritting his teeth, Ziyi took advantage of the night to sneak outside the palace, and sneaked into the Heart Cultivation Hall through the secret passage.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early, it's time to rest." Xiao Dezi's voice came from outside, and Ziyi frowned.

This man has never known how to take better care of his body.

"I know, you should step back first."

Duanmu Kaoru waved his hand at Xiao Dezi, Xiao Dezi bowed slightly, and brought the door for Duanmu Kaoru before going out. In the empty hall, there was an ethereal sigh.

Ziyi gritted his teeth and quietly crawled out of the secret passage. He tiptoed out of the hall.

Hidden outside the hall and inside the screen, Ziyi held his breath.

She could feel that the entire hall was filled with the smell of Duanmu Kaoru.

"Come out." Duanmu Kaoru rubbed his temples that were a little painful, these days he has been treated with blue grass, but it still has no effect. It's just that even so, the woman's voice and smile have been engraved in his mind and heart again.

Sometimes, the more you want to escape, the more you will care.

The more I want to forget jì, the more I remember it.

When Ziyi heard Duanmu Kaoru's voice, her whole body stiffened, and she could feel a layer of cold sweat behind her. She hesitated for a moment, but only felt a shadow overhead, and before she could dodge, she fell into an embrace.

"Poppy." The thin lips opened slightly, and Duanmu Kaoru looked at the woman in his arms with a twisted brow.

It's still the same purple mask.

Beneath the mask is perhaps the ugliest face in the world.

But why, even so, he still fell in love and was tempted?

He couldn't think of anything else he could use to describe the person in front of him other than the poppy.

"I-" The purple clothes under the mask bit their lower lip, but before they could finish a sentence, the mask on their face was taken off by Duanmu Kaoru.

The two pairs of purple eyes looked at each other, and a hint of surprise flashed in Duanmu Kaoru's eyes: "Wearing a mask?" ”

Ziyi was slightly stunned for a moment, subconsciously shook his head, and nodded again.

"Actually, you don't need to wear a mask." Duanmu Xun stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Ziyi's bun, "I heard that you have rebuilt the yard, are you still used to living there?" ”

Facing Duanmu Xun's sudden gentleness, Ziyi was a little overwhelmed, she stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, and her handsome face gradually blurred.

"You're really like a poppy, an addictive poppy." With a wry smile on the corner of Duanmu Xun's mouth, a small kiss gently fell on the corner of Ziyi's eyes.

The tip of his tongue gently licked the tears from the corners of Ziyi's eyes, the tears were warm, salty, and astringent.

"Don't cry." Holding the person in his arms a little tighter, Duanmu Kaoru had never been so eager to remember the woman in his arms at this moment.

He didn't forget this kind of poignant feeling, but why did he forget the person who made him carried?

"Do you remember everything-" Ziyi's voice trembled, and her small hand gently stroked Duanmu Kaoru's handsome face, which was so close to her, so close that it made her feel that this qiē was not real.

In just one night, it was as if she had fallen from heaven to hell.

But it was as if overnight, she flew from hell back to heaven.

"No, but here I remember you." Duanmu Kaoru's face had a cloud of sadness that could not be dissolved, he held the hand of the purple cloth, and gently patted his heart: "Even if you don't have your figure in your mind, your heart has been carved into your shape." There's a hole there, and only you can fill it. ”

It wasn't that he didn't want to escape, even after drinking that day, he still thought about running away.

But he found that he had already lost a heart.

Every time he saw Ziyi's emaciated appearance, the pain in his heart that was deliberately ignored by him was so clear.

"Abrasive goblins." Stretched out his hand and scraped the tip of Ziyi's nose. Just such a simple action made Ziyi's tears unstoppable.

She used to think that she would never be able to taste it again.

The news of Concubine Ling's re-favoring spread in the palace.

All of them couldn't believe it.

But I have to believe it.

It is an indisputable fact that the emperor stays in the Cangsheng Palace every day.

Bi'er and Cui'er also don't understand this matter at all, their own masters always wear the nightmarish human skin [harmony] mask when facing the emperor, but the emperor seems to don't care at all, and often looks at each other affectionately with such masters.

"Sister Bi'er, you say, is there something wrong with the emperor's eyes?"

On this day, Ziyi and Duanmu Xun sat outside the hall to admire the moon, Cui'er gently pulled Bi'er on the side, and the two of them hid in the hall and watched secretly.

"Phew, be careful that the emperor wants your life!" Bi'er glared at Cui'er fiercely, and what Ziyi said to her in the afternoon flashed in her mind: "Niangniang said, this is called true love!" ”

"It's just that you don't care about your appearance at all?" Cui'er glared and pursed her lips.

She has been by Duanmu Xun's side for so long, and for the first time, she found out that this emperor still has such a strong point, which is to turn ugliness into beauty!

Even Cui'er would unconsciously shudder when she saw the face of the purple cloth now, but the emperor was able to look at it affectionately and kiss it!

On the day of Sisi's birthday, a big dinner was held in the palace.

At the banquet, Ziyi wore a purple mask and sat beside Duanmu Kaoru.

And the noble concubine Nazha is not promising.

Sitting in this position again, Ziyi found that there were many more unfamiliar faces and fewer familiar people in this palace.

When Xue Xue hugged Xiao Sisi over, she smiled knowingly at the purple clothes.

Although she didn't know what happened between Ziyi and Duanmu Kaoru and how it was resolved, now seeing the two of them back to the same as before, it was also a heartfelt blessing.

It's just a pity that the only pity is the little bare hands of the purple clothes.

The scars on it are so hideous.

Because the dinner was a family banquet, everyone was very casual, and at the end of the dinner, Duanmu Kaoru naturally wrapped his arms around Ziyi's waist and wanted to leave with Ziyi.

But suddenly a little girl pounced and knelt in front of the two of them with a "poof".

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the concubine has committed suicide!" The little girl's face was covered with tears, her voice was terrible, and everyone present heard this sentence in their ears word for word.

"How now?" Duanmu Kaoru frowned, his voice slightly cold.

"The Imperial Doctor has been passed on, but fortunately, the slaves and maids found out early-"

Hearing the little girl's words, the corners of Ziyi's mouth hooked up with a sneer. Nazha, a woman, really refuses to stop. This kind of bad trick, she was able to make it.

Seeing that Duanmu Xun's face flashed impatience, Ziyi gently patted Duanmu Xun's hand and said softly: "Why don't we go and take a look, otherwise it will spread out, and I am afraid that it will fall into the mouth." The war is together, and it is Li Min who suffers. If the emperor goes up to take a look, he can reduce the suffering of the people of my Luodui Dynasty, then the emperor should go. ”

Duanmu Kaoru looked down at the purple clothes snuggled by his side and nodded slightly.

The emperor left alone, and the banquet was boring, and the group soon dispersed.

Ziyi was idle alone, so he dragged Cui'er and Bi'er to wander around the lake.

"Niangniang, I think that concubine must be pretending, otherwise, why didn't I see her really die after committing suicide?" Cui'er muttered dissatisfiedly, and the resentment revealed in her widening eyes seemed as if Nazha was in her eyes at this time, and she was going to rush over to cramp and peel Naza.

"Hehe, Concubine Ling's little girl is really sharp. Sure enough, as soon as this man was favored, even the minions became proud. A strange voice of yin and yang suddenly came from behind Ziyi, and Ziyi glanced at Cui'er with disgust, and turned around lazily.

Standing in front of her was a woman in green.

"Niangniang, this is Le Concubine, the one who had a miscarriage before." Cui'er stuck out her tongue and whispered in Ziyi's ear.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Le Concubine. My little girl is young and ignorant, and she still calls your sister a joke. ”

"Yo, I heard that Concubine Ling is a mute - I didn't expect to be able to speak. No wonder - tsk, was the emperor coaxed by the delicate sound made by your mouth?! Ziyi twisted his eyebrows, and there was some disgust in his eyes when he looked at this Le Concubine.

She never expected that the woman in this palace would say such vulgar words.

Cui'er wanted to open her mouth to refute, but was stopped by Ziyi.

Ziyi smiled lightly and said, "Anyway, I am also a concubine now, and my grade is a little higher than that of your little concubine." If Le Concubine's words reach the emperor today, I'm afraid that you will be the one who will become dumb soon. ”

"Hahaha-Ling Ziyi, our harem woman has finally come to the emperor, how can you let you occupy it alone again! Since I am standing here today and dare to say these words, do you think you still have the life to leave? ”