The weather seems to be getting colder and colder, and the winter in Xiling seems to come much earlier than Weiguo.

The short autumn was fleeting, and when the cold wind blew, the leaves on the branches also fell in a rustle, and even the leaves of the trees outside the window fell almost off, and the whole palace lost the color of life, even if it was golden and brilliant, it could not hide the bleak color.

The palace seems to have become more solemn and solemn than before, and perhaps because of this, the palace seems to have become more deserted.

In the past few days, Feng Yihan has been sleepless almost at night, discussing the government with the ministers day and day, as if discussing border matters, on the other hand, the palace people in the palace are also passing on the untangibles they have heard.

As a result, within half a day, the tense atmosphere spread.

On the corridor of the palace, the two palace people walked slowly, also whispering something

"Eh, you say, what if Nanguo really captures Yizhou" A person began.

"The time and place are favorable, and if Yizhou falls, I'm afraid," the other person looked to the side with some concern and said in a low voice.

"I also heard that the southern kingdom doesn't want to attack Yizhou at all, but just wants the king to seal the first beauty in the southern country," the man argued.

"What a beauty, no matter how beautiful she is, she can't compare to the queen, and the king loves the queen so much, it's impossible for the queen to agree," the question sounded.

"That's not necessarily, it's been half a year, the queen's stomach still hasn't moved, it's a matter of time before the concubine is accepted, besides, since ancient times, which generation of the three thousand beauties in the harem is an exception" The man's words were a little disdainful: "I also heard that the ministers of the court were dissatisfied with the king's tolerance of the country, and they jointly asked the king to set up another side concubine."

"What are you talking about, you don't want your head, do you?" the woman shouted angrily, and the color of her face became very ugly.

And the two palace people were also frightened by this cold and angry reprimand, and instinctively turned around, glanced at the people behind them, and hurriedly kowtowed and knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "Slaves and maids deserve to die, please forgive the queen"

Nangong Luo Jing glanced at the two people on the ground, the color in his eyes was indistinguishable, but the blue rain flower in his hand fell with a gust of wind.

The snow coat was light, and the wind was not cold, but the heart was blown cold by the words that came from the wind.

Just when the hearts of the two palace people were anxiously asking how the queen would punish them, Nangong Luo Jing just walked around wordlessly as if nothing had happened and nothing had been heard, ignoring Yan'er's angry face and the look of wanting to dissuade her, and walked straight forward.

Although Yan'er was angry in her heart, she had no choice but to stare at the two palace people angrily, and then followed Nangong Luojing's steps.

After returning to the Dusk Jing Palace, Nangong Luo Jing still had no emotion on his face, and after just a few orders, he dismissed all the palace people, leaving only Yan'er by his side.

"Yan'er, bring the celadon I was rewarded by the king last time" The woman picked out the flower branch in her hand and instructed Yan'er.

"Queen" Yan'er did not go away when she heard this, but lowered her head with a worried face, she knew that those unbearable rumors would fall into her ears sooner or later, so she guessed countless times in her mind how she would react when she heard such words, but she never thought that she was just silent, walking through the road without saying a word, fiddling with those flower branches as if nothing happened.

"Why don't you go yet" Nangong Luo Jing frowned slightly, and his lowered head did not rise.

The princess felt uncomfortable and told Yan'er, Yan'er begged the princess not to hold back in her heart and say nothing, looking at the princess's current appearance, Yan'er's heart was so sad, so sad" She is still used to calling this woman princess.

The voice was crying, the sound was in the ears, and the sound struck Nangong Luojing's heart.

Nangong Luojing raised his head, the confusion in his eyes gradually blurred, he gasped slightly, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "Fool, I'm fine" raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears for Yan'er: "Don't worry about me, it's just a rumor, how can you believe it so easily, okay, go and help me get the celadon, Lan Yuhua will be thanked."

Yan'er wiped away her tears, stared at Nangong Luojing silently, the worry in her eyes still did not fade, but she also left as she said.

Nangong Luojing watched Yan'er leave, and then stretched out her hand to brush the flower branch, staring at the faint blue, and pulled a smile that made her feel extremely desolate.

Blue rain and purple rain are flowers that can only be found in Xiling.

Purple rain flowers bloom in spring, thank you in late spring, purple rain is soft with water.

On the contrary, blue rain blooms at the beginning of winter and Xie at the end of winter.

In the past few days, Feng Yihan has been busy with state affairs day and night, and he should be physically and mentally exhausted, Nangong Luojing heard from the imperial doctor that the petals of the blue rain have the effect of relieving pressure and relieving the body, so he deliberately went to pick them in Fangyuan every day. Although he hadn't been to the Palace of Dusk in the past few days, he should be in case of emergency

The flowers and shadows were staggered, blurring the woman's beautiful eyes, and accidentally, the flower branches fell to the ground, pulling back Nangong Luojing's mind, and when she leaned over to pick it up, she caught a glimpse of a purple hem, lined with the golden light, hanging in front of the woman's eyes.

A slender hand took the lead and picked up the flower branches on the ground.

"Jing'er, thank you, Your Majesty," she stood up and bowed to the visitor.

The person who came was speechless, and at that moment, the silence in the air filled the silence of the room.

Nangong Luojing gasped, raised his eyes as if he had mustered up courage, and met the light that fell on him, but saw that the brilliance of the past faded in the phoenix's eyes, and the handsome face was a little more tired, his heart twitched violently, and the unstoppable pain dispersed, even so, his elegance was still undiminished, and the uninhibited between his eyes was still faintly visible, looking at the almost perfect face and raising a smile: "What a coincidence that the king came up, the flowers of the blue rain are still tender branches and stamens, which Jing'er just picked from the side of the Fangyuan." The voice faded away.

"Bang" was hooked by a sudden force around her waist, and Nangong Luojing only knew that she was pulled into a solid chest, and the breath that lingered under her nose made her extremely familiar.

The blue rain flowers fell, and the petals scattered all over the place were scattered and disorderly, but they complemented the butterflies on the bluestone jade bricks.

Butterflies are wrapped between flowers, love is true, meaning is cut.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, with deep pain in his phoenix eyes, at this moment he was tired and exhausted, and he seemed to have no strength in his body to think and speak