At night, the mountain breeze is slightly cool, the moonlight is rich, the air floats with a faint smell of grass, there are lanterns lit up in the palace every ten meters, and the swaying firelight sways gently with the breeze, shrouded in hazy alizarin red, which is very beautiful.

Qingxi walked on the palace road, looking around in a comfortable mood, walking slowly but looking light, humming a little song in her mouth, admiring the exquisite palace with carved railings and paintings, thinking that a thick palace wall isolated the golden splendor of the palace, and she had no chance to see it. And this Baoding Palace is built very simple and solemn, although it reveals the majesty and domineering of the royal family, it is inevitable that there are too many fireworks and human feelings, not as elegant as the pavilions and pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ingenuity and elegance of the small bridge and flowing water.

From time to time, a small group of patrolling officers and soldiers walked by, and when they saw that she was holding a waist card that passed through the palace, they didn't ask much.

Ling Deyan's arranged residence was in the northwest corner of the palace, and after turning a few corners, she saw that it was almost there, so she put away the waist card in her hand. When the card was closed, the embroidered handkerchief that had been held in her hand slid to the road, she bent down to pick it up, but saw a cat jump out of the grass on the side, picked up the embroidered handkerchief and ran to the north.

Qingxi was startled, and wanted to scare the cat loudly, but after thinking about it, this place still didn't attract unnecessary attention.

When she left Sujiang in Jiangnan when she was ten years old to live with her parents, her grandmother chose it herself, embroidered the pattern of Xinyi flowers, and brought it to her side.

She clearly remembered that her grandmother rubbed her hand at once, her eyes were slightly wet, and she said to her with infinite reluctance: "Heng'er, if you go to Shangdu, your life will have another world and earth encounter." We can't always protect you and cherish you, Xinyi flower is the first flower to bloom in early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, she likes light, more cold-resistant, you have to be like her. ”

The Xinyi flowers on the embroidered handkerchief are bright and delicate. Over the years, she has cherished it, and she has lost the embroidered handkerchief, absolutely not. So before she had time to think about it, she lifted the hem of her skirt and chased after her.

The cat ran fast and slow, she was out of breath after her, and unconsciously raised her eyes, but found that she didn't know where she was. Except for the moonlight, there was not even a trace of light around.

She was faintly frightened, thinking that she should have come all the way to the north, so this place was already the northernmost point of the palace, no wonder there was not even a single guard to see all the way. Surrounded by sparse woods, the wind makes a sound that makes it even more permeable.

She suddenly had her heart in the air, and she subconsciously wanted to run back, but the cat kicked into the palace at the end of the road, and seemed to leave the embroidered handkerchief at the threshold. So, without thinking too much, she trotted forward again, hurriedly picked up the embroidered handkerchief, and dusted it.

At this moment, a few faint and soft cat meows came, and she looked for a voice, and the moonlight shone just in time to see that the original cat was protecting three or four kittens under the pane of the house. "It turns out that you just became a mother, so I'll forgive you." Her heart suddenly softened, and she looked at the need to return as soon as possible, and walked gently into the palace, squatting down in front of the litter of kittens, and petting them lovingly.

The clear glow of the moonlight sprinkled on her side face, reflecting a light smile on her face, full of infinite tenderness. She squatted for a long time, and her legs were numb, so she thought about getting up and looking for something that could shelter the kitten from the wind and rain, and then she noticed that there seemed to be nothing else in this palace except for a few rows of bookshelves, and the windows around it were locked, thinking that it should be a library or something. She was just about to carry a few books down, but she heard someone whispering outside the palace.

"When it's done, you'll leave Shangdu." The man's voice was low and cold.

"Don't worry, some people won't have the opportunity to speak again." The person who replied was respectful but decisive.

Such a mysterious conversation in the dark night made Qingxi stunned for an instant, his hand shook, and a book shook to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"Who?" The people outside the house suddenly became alert and whispered.

Qingxi's heart is pounding, to hide or not to hide? Before he could react, his mouth was covered by a big hand from behind. She was even more frightened and began to struggle hard. A very soft voice came from his ear: "If you want to live, don't make a sound." ”