The vermilion tulle wrapped around the girl's delicate shoulders, and the breeze blew through the light veil involuntarily turned around, and the snow-white complexion faintly emerged under the tulle, like a piece of jade that was already exquisite and transparent without polishing.

The girl wore a pair of white brocade shoes on her feet, and her tiptoes on the ground paved with marble in Dali jumped lightly, deliberately stepping on the candle shadow reflected on the ground by the lamps and candles in the temple, and the tulle on her shoulders fell together like the wings of a butterfly flying among the flowers.

It looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child with a childish face, but between his eyebrows, he already has a bit of a brilliant appearance that has brought disaster to the country and the people, especially those black jade-like eyes, revealing a natural aura and a little sly smile.

She stepped on all the candle shadows on the ground, and was stunned for a moment only to find that there were no candle shadows, but at this time, she heard a female voice in the outer room of the main hall whispering softly, "Princess Wenyue?" Princess Wenyue? Where are you? It's late at night, go back to the palace with the slave maid! ”

Which girl tilted her head and heard that it was the maid in her palace who came to look for her, her nose wrinkled, her eyebrows turned, and she ran out of the main hall with her skirt with a smile and walked into the empty courtyard.

When she was exposed to the moonlight pouring down like a tide, she shook her head and chuckled, if anyone was lucky enough to see this scene, they would never forget such a beautiful scene in their lives, it was a cold and beautiful picture that could make people forget to breathe for a moment.

She raised her head and frowned at the bright moon in the nine heavens, the clear moonlight as water was thrown on top of her head, the moonlight and the girl were integrated, the shining girl was as bright as jade, and the snow-white brocade on her body seemed to be woven by the bright moon.

And the moment the girl rushed out of the hall and ran to the courtyard, all the luxurious things in the hall and the beautiful scenery lost their color.

The whole little heaven and earth seemed to have lost a layer of light, they were absorbed by the girl, and for the first time, the mixed colors on the things were not cared about, and the girl was a color that was extremely pure.

For a moment, it seemed as if all the colors had been sucked into her body, and the girl began to become vivid, vivid, and jumpy.

The girl was in the moonlight, the palace skirt was high, bright and clean with a cold color, the tulle on her arms floated slightly, and the strings of crystal bracelets on her wrists jingled.

She stood there quietly with her head up, as if she had stepped out of a picture of a beautiful woman painted by a master.

"Ah, you're here! It's getting late, go back with the slaves! ”

The girl shook her head stubbornly, bit her lip lightly, looked at the moon without saying a word, and whispered after a while, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!" ”。

The girl didn't know that she was the moon in the world, the moonlight was three points inferior to her, and the moon in the sky was secretly amazed by her beauty.

"I heard that the moon on the Hokuriku grassland is the best in the world, and those who have traveled to Hokuriku say that it is the most beautiful scenery in the world!"

The petite maid pulled the veil of her own princess, also raised her head to look at the moon, and said yearning to the girl next to her.

"You will be the mistress of Hokuriku in the future, you can let your future husband accompany you every day to see the scenery that has been praised by the poet, the weather is cold, let's go back quickly."

The maid gently pulled the silent girl, and her tone was a little pitiful.

"I heard that the northern continent is all grasslands, and their men are busy killing and looting all day long, how can they have time to accompany me to watch the moon?"

The girl lowered her head and lifted the corner of her skirt, and said lonely.

"It is rumored that the princess, your husband is a young hero who can sweep the grassland, and he doesn't have to go on the horse to fight in person, which prince must be extremely affectionate to you at that time!"

The petite maid nodded to herself and said proudly.

"What if he doesn't love me?"

Princess Wenyue turned her head, her eyes were blazing, staring at the maid beside her, and for a while the maid didn't dare to look at the eyes that seemed to be able to speak.

"Then, how is that possible, princess, your country is beautiful and fragrant, it must not!" The maid lowered her head and said hesitantly.

"It's cold, let's go back." The girl paused for a long time, chuckled with a hint of loneliness, shook her head and said.

Hanzhou, Shuofeng King City.

"He has been a stubborn brute since he was a child, and he won't listen to others at all!"

The girl was wrapped in a bright red brocade robe, a very fine and soft plain brocade, as thin as silk, which was hand-woven by skilled weavers for many days and nights, and such brocade was extremely rare in the Eastern Continent, let alone in the Northern Continent.

The girl's face was hidden on the other side of the candle shadow, listening to the spring rain outside the tent, her fingers were messily intertwined, and she muttered hatefully.

"You should know his temper!"

"Why don't I know, it's just a brute cow, he didn't let him practice swords at that time, and now I said I don't care, he doesn't listen."

The girl snorted angrily, her fingers rubbed the precious brocade on her body, if she let those big families in the Eastern Continent see it, she must be secretly distressed, and she yelled at the heavens.

"You don't care, but he does, he had a big quarrel with the Maharaja, and I heard that he didn't even go to the Shizifu and went to the camp in the northern suburbs with his five thousand guards out of the city."

The thin old man shook his head lightly with an indescribable smile and sighed for a long time.

"I'm going with him!"

The girl bit her lip lightly, her eyes became firm, and she immediately got up and wanted to pack her things and go out.

"What if you go and can't find him, what if he can't find you, these two people are staggered when they come and go, and they don't know when and when they want to see each other again!"

The old man looked out the window, patted his knees gently, and said stupidly.

"I'm anxious, I want to be with him, Abba, I want to find him!"

The girl on the grassland has always been direct and concise, do what she wants, take what she wants, the girl's voice is low, she wants to find her happy lover, and she doesn't want to wait for a moment.

"Gurrell has gone to intercept him, and if nothing else, he'll be back tonight!"

"What if something happens?"

"If there is an accident, then wait, as long as you are destined to have fate, the Pantar Heavenly God will not let you miss it!"

The old man stood up, touched the girl's braids lovingly, and said in a daze.

"I miss him!"

The girl threw herself into the old man's arms, her voice trembling and tears glistening.

This is what she didn't think about when the man led the army to the battle, she secretly thought in her heart, if she could see any stinky guy again, she would definitely stop bullying him this time, and when he asked if he missed him, she would definitely tell him, "I miss you!" ”

There are 80,000 words in the world, and only love words are the most sorrowful.

"When you come back, we will get married, you ride a white horse and take me back to the account, and I will be your family for the rest of your life."