At the entrance of the splendid hall stood two maidservants dressed in cyan palace clothes, and the pillars on both sides were painted with colorful phoenixes that were about to fly, and they could feel their majestic momentum only from a cursory distance.

Lan Junyao followed Lu Zhirun five steps away, and what she saw along the way really made her smack her tongue, as if she had done everything she could to build this palace, which was as luxurious as wood could reach.

When the people in the palace saw her, they were surprised at first, and then they clumsily covered up the past, all the way through, Lan Junyao didn't know why they showed such affection for themselves.

It was late at night, but Lu Zhirun's interest seemed to be better than ever, and he took himself to almost the entire palace in the Western Continent, as if he was eager to prove something to himself. Lan Junyao didn't feel much of the comparison, and it wasn't until they came here that she finally understood where the palace people's strange gaze on her came from.

The door of the palace that is also painted with the flying phoenix is opened by these two maidservants, and there is a statue in the center, which is in the posture of returning by the wind, stepping on a crane, and the white lotus flowers bloom around him, and the statue is carved from a whole piece of white jade, which looks really aura.

Looking up at the hand of the statue, the appreciation in Lan Junyao's eyes gradually faded, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Lu Zhirun on the side sternly, but saw him say to her: "I gave you a gift, do you still like it?"

Lan Junyao couldn't see it, this statue was made of imitation of the statue left behind by the Queen of the Phoenix, the silhouettes of the two were somewhat similar, looking at the scale of this hall, I was afraid that it was not built overnight, which was enough to explain the surprised eyes of those palace people when they saw them.

Lan Junyao didn't answer, if it was her, Cheng Ri looked at the statue, secretly guessing who this statue was, and one day the owner of this statue suddenly came to him, he would naturally be surprised. She didn't like such a big deal, and Lu Zhirun's actions not only did not surprise her, but disgusted her.

Everyone in the palace understands the importance of this master, although the emperor has not issued any will, they are secretly wondering whether the long-vacant throne will finally belong, so they are also very attentive to serving.

Lu Zhirun announced her identity to the palace, but the statues in the palace have also made her famous here, and these palace people have a special respect for her, which is somewhat similar to the fear of Lu Zhirun.

"Say hello to the two masters, the slave is the eunuch in charge of the Chenhuan Palace, and if the master has instructions in the future, the slave must be saddled before and after the master, the liver and brain, and he will not give up. A little eunuch dressed in navy blue knelt down in front of the two of them.

Lan Junyao didn't pay any attention to the luxury in this palace, she sat down on the chair behind the light veil, and the maid waiting on the side hurriedly stuffed an embroidery pier before she sat down. She glanced at the little eunuch kneeling in front of her, who knelt at her feet in an orderly manner, his body tense so tight that he could not see his face clearly from her.

"Look carefully, you can recognize your master in the future, if something goes wrong with your master, be careful of your dog's head. Lu Zhirun's words were unquestionably stern, and when his words fell, Lan Junyao saw the little eunuch's body tremble clearly.

"The minions obeyed. The little eunuch still knelt there respectfully, neither of them commanded, and he did not dare to get up on his own.

"Let's wait aside. Lu Zhirun waved his hand, and the little eunuch hurriedly bowed and stood aside.

The little eunuch raised his head, Lan Junyao saw his appearance clearly, unexpectedly, this little eunuch looked very delicate, as if he was born and raised by someone's family, in the face of the master's scrutiny, he did not show any twist, and let Lan Junyao take a closer look.

He looked at his toes fixedly, his head was slightly tilted, revealing a sense of agility, and he must have been a delicate figure on weekdays. Only then can he take over the position of the eunuch in charge of this palace, but this slave is still Lu Zhirun's minion no matter how much he wishes.

In front of Lu Zhirun, he only dared to smile at Lan Junyao, and said with some flattery: "The emperor has put his mind on his master, as early as half a year ago, the emperor sent someone to build this Chenhuan Palace. ”

Lan Junyao almost sneered, they still didn't understand their relationship with their master, if she could, she wouldn't want to set foot in this palace in her life, no matter how beautiful this palace was, it was just a gorgeous cage, so she just nodded indifferently to the little eunuch.

The little eunuch's words were very happy with Lu Zhirun, he seemed to be in a very good mood recently, and glanced at the little slave with great appreciation, and then ordered: "Well said, I will be rewarded." ”

Lu Zhirun untied a jade pendant from his waist and threw it at the little eunuch casually, he took the jade pendant upright, as if he had received a great gift, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two of them again and again.

Since following Lu Zhirun to the palace, Lan Junyao has never shown a smile, she just sat there indifferently, with no joy or sadness on her face. In fact, even if Lu Zhirun sent the world to her, she was disdainful.

For her reaction, Lu Zhirun seemed to have predicted it in advance, except for taking her around the palace before, and then he didn't force her to do anything.

The misty tea gas blinded people's eyes, this hall smoked plum blossom incense, the fragrance is not strong, the faint fragrance is refreshing, even the clothes on the body are stained with the smell of plum blossoms after sitting for a long time.

The charcoal basin is burning with fine silver carbon, the warmth in the hall is melting, and the cold is completely isolated from the door, so in such a quiet atmosphere, suddenly there are laughter strings, like silver bells, from shallow to deep, and gradually clear in the ears.

Lan Junyao picked up a cup of tea in her hand and took a sip to dispel the irritability in her heart. Not long after, someone from the palace came to knock on the door, and it turned out to be Lu Zhirun's concubine who came to visit. She doesn't like to be disturbed, even when she was in Dongling, she was like this.

The palace people led the concubine in, and she took off the cloak on her body when she entered the palace, and then went to Lu Zhirun to greet the two of them. "The concubines greet the emperor and the sister. She bent her knees at them respectively, and the smile on her face never faded.

"It's such a cold day, don't stay in your palace, and run around what are you doing. Lu Zhirun doted on her very much, rubbed her somewhat white hands, and the maid hurriedly moved a chair and placed it beside Lu Zhirun, which was not parallel to the main position, and slightly staggered the distance.

Lan Junyao didn't see their intimacy in her eyes, she didn't even lift her eyelids, she just pinched the lid of the cup and floated the tea leaves floating on the surface of the cup, she already had a plan about the identity of this woman in her heart, and she must be very popular with him on weekdays.

"I heard that my sister is coming, where can I sleep, I came early in the morning, and I was expecting to have breakfast at my sister's place. She didn't withdraw her hand from Lu Zhirun's hand, as if she was used to such movements.

Hearing her talk about it, Lan Junyao looked up at the window, but she didn't realize that the night had passed, and the sky was not very good this morning, the sky was gloomy, as if there was a heavy rain coming. Until this moment, she still didn't feel sleepy, but she hadn't slept all night, and her eyes were a little astringent.

"Sister, shouldn't blame me for coming uninvited?" she looked a little cramped when she said this, Lan Junyao had never accosted her, which made her mistakenly think that Lan Junyao didn't like her coming.

"It doesn't matter. Lan Junyao put down the cup in her hand, only to feel that her feet were sitting a little sore, and she moved her ankles slightly, but her body seemed to be fixed on a chair.

With her words, she felt as if she had received amnesty, and a thin layer of pink floated on her cheeks. Lan Junyao glanced at it roughly, this woman only had a jade hairpin on her sideburns, and her hair was prefixed with a string of beads and jade.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Lan Junyao's eyes, if she didn't talk about anything else, she would appreciate such a woman very much. Under it was a azure skirt, with a circle of soft fluff around her neck, and her demeanor was down-to-earth and generous, thinking that it was precisely because of this that she was deeply loved by Lu Zhirun.

Looking closer, her face felt familiar again, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"In the past, the sisters all said, which fairy sister is going to live in the Chenhuan Palace, and when I saw my sister today, it was really the fairy above the nine heavens who went down to earth. She did not hesitate to praise herself, and wanted to use this to shorten the distance between herself and Lan Junyao.

Lan Junyao didn't care about such a compliment, and was still thinking about who this woman looked like, so she just gently greeted her.

"Look at this mouth, but I also praised myself, on weekdays they say that you and her are always a little similar, I can see it, I haven't seen it for a few days, and my face is getting thicker and thicker. Lu Zhirun joked with her with a smile and twisted her nose.

Lan Junyao suddenly realized, looking at her silhouette carefully, she was indeed a little similar to herself, and when she looked in the mirror every day, she didn't find that this familiarity came from herself.

Lan Junyao glanced at Lu Zhirun, who was joking with her, his face was full of smiles, and he couldn't see anything wrong, but according to what he said, could it be that there are still many people in this palace who are similar to him, and this woman is just the most like himself?

This thought only then rose from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. If this is the case, it can be seen that he is obsessed with himself, and it will be even more difficult for him to get out of here. It's just that she has an unwarranted identity as a goddess, so she has become a hot sweetie, but she doesn't find anything different about her.

The words left by the master before his death are also worthy of careful consideration, why the rise and fall of the world is only between her own thoughts, and how can she have such ability?