The hour was about to pass, and Lan Junyao had a hazy sleepiness. Watermark Advertising Test After breakfast, Lu Zhirun left with his favorite concubine, not sure about the temperament of the new master, these minions were tied up in their work, and there was silence in the huge palace, and she slept here.

Xu is heart is unstable, she does not sleep peacefully, tossing and turning in bed for a long time, waking up back and forth two or three times, she simply put on her clothes and got up. Looking at the time, only two hours have passed.

The tiredness of the days made her look very bad, and a woman with sunken eyes reflected in the bronze mirror, sitting in front of the bronze mirror for a long time, Lan Junyao felt unfamiliar with such a appearance for the first time.

A hand slowly stroked one of her cheekbones, the bulging cheekbones were a little awkward, she tried to remember what she used to look like, but found that the face in her memory gradually merged with this skin, and then she couldn't remember what she used to look like. A panic rose in her heart, and she swept everything in front of the bronze mirror to the ground.

Qing'an, the eunuch in charge of Chenhuan Palace, who had been waiting outside the palace gate, heard the movement, thought that something had happened to the master, and patted the palace door in a panic, and then shouted: "Master, but what happened?"

Lan Junyao didn't reply, she stared at her right arm, and when she swept those things off, she was accidentally scratched by the tip of the hairpin, and a little scarlet blood droplet in the center of the arm gradually changed, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

The master didn't speak, and Qing'an didn't dare to rush in, but such a calm made people panic, and when he was thinking about whether to invite the emperor to come over and take a look, he suddenly heard a almost inaudible sigh from the palace. If it weren't for his good ear, he wouldn't have been able to hear this sigh, as if he had precipitated the human voice, and even his heart was pressed down.

"Come in. Lan Junyao changed her clothes, and the wound on her arm had been roughly treated, and she was tucked into the wide cuffs, and she couldn't see any clues at all.

Qing'an answered outside, and then pushed the door in. Standing at the door for too long, and in such cold weather, his legs had become numb, he staggered, and helped the door frame as he pushed it, so that he did not let himself fall in front of his new master.

Seeing the things scattered on the ground, Qing'an did not show his mood on his face, he closed the door of the temple again, and stood aside waiting for the master's orders.

When Qing'an opened the door, the chill outside the hall rushed into the hall, and before he reached Lan Junyao's side, he had melted into the warmth of the room. She didn't believe it, but walked to the window, and then ordered, "Get someone to pack these things up." ”

She stood facing the window, Qing'an couldn't see the face of the new master, he tentatively said, "Let the servants do these trivial things, right?"

Without receiving an answer from his master, he assumed that his master had agreed, and began to clean up the scattered items on the ground. This set was specially ordered by the emperor yesterday to send over, and the golden step was decorated with red gems, which looked extravagant. The forehead is decorated with tassels of the same color, which seems to be compared to the queen's specifications.

Qing'an suppressed the surprise in his heart, carefully packed up these things, as early as when the emperor was building a large number of buildings, they had speculation in private, what kind of noble person lived in this palace, and when they saw the statue that the emperor made for her, it was even more amazing for a while, he had guessed whether this was the future mother of the country in the Western Continent, and he couldn't imagine that the emperor really meant this.

Qing'an saw that the new master was dressed quietly, she was wearing a moon-white skirt today, covered with a small jacket of the same color, her arms and neckline were decorated with a layer of fine fluff, and the green silk was curled into a simple bun at the back of her head, but she was dressed as a married woman. Qing'an's brain work, he quickly suppressed all his speculation and buried his head in the tidying up work in his hands.

He was meticulously tidy, and even the little scarlet on the tip of the hairpin was in his eyes, and he didn't say much about it, but wiped this scarlet away with his own clothes, and then put this set of jewelry into the new master's makeup.

Fang Cai's little scarlet made him frightened, and then he looked at the figure of the new master, but he couldn't see anything unusual, he was afraid that the master would do something that he couldn't think of, so he stood aside silently after packing up his things.

Standing in this charcoal fire in the hall that was burning enough, Qing'an couldn't afford to be sleepy, he raised his head from time to time, and saw that the new master was still standing by the window in his original posture, which was a little relieved.

Lan Junyao looked at the red plum blossoms blooming on the windowsill, and gradually became distracted, presumably the servants in this palace folded and put them here early in the morning. The red plum blossoms were very delicate, mixed with the fragrance burning in this hall, and there was a sweet smell that evaporated around her.

The white and dark red panes were like a cage, trapping her here, just one side apart, and inside and outside the window were two different worlds. Lan Junyao suddenly moved, she opened the window in front of her, and her front suddenly opened up.

The cold wind poured in through the window, and even the plum fragrance burning on the table was blown out of shape, and it was no longer curling up. The coolness of the pavement blew people up a lot, Lan Junyao greedily breathed a breath of air outside the window, only to feel that all the limbs and bones became transparent.

Feeling this sudden coolness, Qing'an looked at the master in front of him, only to see that the master's back was stiff, his hands were holding a window, and his head was slightly tilted up, as if he was looking at the scenery outside the window. Looking in the direction of the master, Qing'an didn't see anything, and after looking up for a while, he felt that the back of his neck was sore, so he had to reluctantly give up peeping.

Beyond the towering palace walls, there is an endless expanse in the distance. At noon in winter, not a single bird was seen in the sky, only the cold wind occasionally rolled up a few fallen leaves, and drifted into the distance. As far as the eye can see, everything is silent under the depression of winter.

In front of the window, there is a plum forest in full bloom, and when it gets closer, the color of the plum fades in turn, and when it gets closer, it is already as clear as snow.

Lan Junyao reached out of the window, and there was really a plum blossom that had been picked, and the fragrance of the flowers was a little stronger than the red plum that had been placed by the window before. She lowered her head to see, some yellowish leaves curled back slightly, and the center of the flower was white, this is a plain plum, no wonder the fragrance of the flower is so strong.

Lan Junyao only sniffed it, and then casually placed it in the vase on the window. The red and white contrast is much better than the previous red plum.

The window behind him was not closed, and Lan Junyao began to look at the furnishings in the palace. The place near the window is a case with books, the desk is placed with basically well-bound books, the four treasures of the study are placed on the case, there is a smoked lamp in the upper left corner of the case, there is a round lamp in the empty gold shelf of the building, the light that shines out is a little dim, but it is very compatible with the overall furnishings in this hall.

Further on is the bookcase, the pineapple cabinet on the side, only a few steps away from the bookcase, which can be reached by walking a few steps. On the right is the kang for people to rest temporarily, and the fire dragon is burning so vigorously that people do not feel a trace of cold in the house.

A light gauze separates this small study from the resting place, and in a hall in front of it is a guqin, followed by a somewhat short plan, and before the guqin are two rows of futons.

Retracting her gaze, Lan Junyao walked to the guqin and played with it twice, and the sound of "Zheng Zheng" came out, echoing in the hall for a long time. Although it is not one of those guqins that has been passed down from generation to generation, this guqin is also made of excellent wood.

The entire hall is full of rare treasures that Lu Zhirun has collected from the entire continent, compared to her previous residence in the Wu Clan, this place is luxurious, and the cave in the Wu Clan, although it looks like the landscape is not exposed on the surface, it is actually restrained to the extreme.

Lan Junyao returned to the bookcase, she didn't like this arrangement, although the gold and jade in the room looked magnificent, it was easier for people to have a sense of gold and jade, although Lu Zhirun had always been very polite to herself, but she also knew that out of this palace, none of the guards outside the door would be ambiguous.

The outside of the hall was guarded day and night, and she was afraid that she would break out from here. Thinking about Brother Qingyue and others, her heart has never been able to settle down, and she can't read the words in the book, so it's better to go around the courtyard and take a look at the environment here first, so she can wait for an opportunity to escape from here.

Qing'an saw that the master was going out, and hurriedly followed, he took a cloak and walked quickly to the master's side, respectfully handed the cloak over, if something went wrong with the new master, the emperor did not peel his own skin.

Lan Junyao saw his fear of himself in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, it was indeed a little cold when he went out of the hall, this cloak was made of a whole fox skin, and it was very warm to wear.

After walking away a few steps, a large number of maids suddenly followed behind him, and they were divided into two teams, one by one with their heads hanging and following behind Qing'an. Lan Junyao was very unhappy with such a battle, so she instructed the maid behind her: "I'm only here to walk around for a while, you don't have to follow me, just disperse." ”

When these maidservants heard her words, they knelt neatly on the ground and said with sincere fear: "If the master thinks that we have done something wrong, we will correct it when the master says it." ”

"You're doing a good job, but I've always been quiet, so go down. Lan Junyao waved her hand, and her brows had already climbed into a little impatient.

In the past two days, Qing'an has also touched some of the master's temperament, this master does look different from other masters in the palace, for fear that the new master will be angry, Qing'an secretly made a gesture, and these maids retreated with a look of embarrassment.

"I will accompany the master wherever he goes, and he will not let them disturb the master's purity in the future. After Qing'an said this, he bowed and retreated to the side, and the emperor told them that everything should be according to the preferences of the new master, as long as the new master is happy, they can do anything.