Qi Fuhan glanced at Jiang Dongyu in the carriage, looked at Jiu'er with deep meaning, and bowed their heads lightly in understanding. Sitting sideways beside Jiang Dongyu, Qi Fuhan only leaned his head to the side gently, keeping a certain distance from him. She didn't forget that Jiang Dongyu took advantage of the onset of illness and threw herself on her.

To this day, there is still his smell on his body, as if no matter how much he washes it, he can't wash it off. It's like entering the bottom of my heart, and it's as deep as an imprint.

The corners of his eyes inadvertently glanced at Qi Fuhan, and the corners of Jiang Dongyu's lips showed an unconscious arc.

In the silent carriage, you can hear each other's heartbeats and each other's breathing, like an indelible fusion between each other, a kind of fateful entanglement.

Along the White Jade Bridge from the Beiding Gate, Jiang Dongyu's carriage stopped in an open space outside the Golden Temple. got up and squatted in front of the sedan door, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and Jiang Dongyu's eyes were fixed on the plaque in the main hall. Under his eyes, a trace of distress flashed extremely quickly.

Qi Fuhan was slightly stunned, and whispered unconsciously, "Nanhua Palace? ”

Once, the Nanhua Hall was infinitely gorgeous. Because of the woman who was registered as the concubine of Nan, Guanghua Hall was renamed Nanhua Palace. For a time, the harem has no color, and the country and the city are only for you. It's a pity that the good times don't last long, and the red face is a thin life, and ten years of time is already a gift from God, and it is difficult to get it again.

Jiang Dongyu glanced at Qingshan, and saw that he was also moved, and his eyebrows dimmed, "Let's go!" ”

After speaking, the carriage went directly to Hanwei Palace.

"Master, it's here." Aoyama shouted outside.

Jiang Dongyu hesitated for a long time before he reluctantly got up and walked out of the carriage. Qi Fuhan lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, only to see that the three words "Hanwei Palace" were written extremely beautifully, and the gold-plated plaque inlaid with red sapphires showed the noble status of the master's family. Strangely, the palace door was locked, and no one came out to greet him.

After getting out of the car, Qi Fuhan looked at Jiang Dongyu's affectionate gaze, and his heart trembled. I don't know why, I feel a kind of aggrieved pain in my heart? Could it be an injury?

The fixed pestle was in front of the palace gate, Jiang Dongyu narrowed his eyes painfully, and suddenly pushed open the dusty palace gate. He returns here at this time of year. For many years, every grass and tree here is still the same, but the old face has changed, but the facts have changed.

"Master?" Qingshan looked at Jiang Dongyu's slightly pale face worriedly.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Dongyu walked in and stood still, "Don't come in." Fu'er, you will go with me. ”

As if he was enchanted, Qi Fuhan only felt an involuntary illusion under his feet, and he really followed him in. The three words of Hanwei Palace, she vaguely heard it when she was a child. It seems that I heard my mother mention that the emperor's favorite concubine in his life once lived. But who it was, she didn't care when she was young.

Looking at Jiang Dongyu's expression now, it is probably Jiang Dongyu's mother.

Qi Fuhan looked around, strange flowers and plants, glazed pavilions, elegant and quiet everywhere, it can be seen that the owner here is a woman with an excellent personality; Gentle and quiet, a smile is like a pear blossom, but it can reveal a different kind of elegance. Looking at these pavilion buildings, after many years, they are still brand new, and I think it took a lot of money to build them. It's a pity that such a good palace can only be accompanied by the spring rain and autumn wind, rising and falling with the sun and moon of heaven and earth, and there is no vitality at all.

"This was my mother's dormitory." Jiang Dongyu suddenly looked back at her, with a slight crystal luster in his eyes.

Feather eyelashes, Qi Fuhan was not surprised, because he had already guessed.

Who knew that Jiang Dongyu continued, "At the same time, this is also the burial place of my mother's concubine. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qi Fuhan frowned slightly, and looked at Jiang Dongyu's unpredictable face suspiciously, "Where to be buried?" ”