When I arrived at the north gate of the imperial capital, it was already twilight, the night was deep like a curtain soaked in thick ink, there was not a single star, and there were two candles hanging high on the city wall, burning with dim firelight, swaying weakly in the night wind.

At the gate of the city stood two full rows of officers and soldiers, all of whom were dressed in black tunics, covered with dark red coats, and wore long knives at their waists.

A dignified soldier stepped forward and made a forbidden gesture, his dark eyebrows were tightly raised, and his deep voice was full of anger, and he said sharply:

"What the hell?"

Xia Xin took out a token from his waist.

The soldier was full of shock, knelt on the ground in fear, and arched his hand: "The last general is clumsy, I don't know that His Highness is coming, and I hope His Highness will forgive his sins." ”

In an instant, all the soldiers at the gate of the city knelt on the ground, and the scene was shocking.

"What's going on, how did you send so many people?" Xia Xin asked.

"The commander of Hui Xia, is the fiancée of His Royal Highness King Yu, the daughter of the high priest of the Western Regions was assassinated in the Sitting Forest Valley, her life and death are unknown, Your Majesty is furious and banned a radius of 100 miles, and the last general waited for a few days and nights without closing his eyes, and he didn't even put a fly in it."

Xia Xin turned his head to look at the carriage behind him, and thought, "Got it, step down." ”

The soldier took a few steps back, raised his hand and shouted, "Open the city gate." ”

On the tower of the city, a loud shouting voice floated from afar.

"Open the gates."

As soon as the words ended, the creaking and heavy gates were slowly opened.

Prince's Mansion

Under the moonlight, the solemn and solemn Qianlong Mansion stands quietly, and the glorious glory of the red bricks and green tiles can be vaguely seen, as well as the unattainable dignity.

On the way here, the wound on her body was treated, and at this time, the wound was fine, not so painful.

Aunt Qiu Mao carried a bright silk lantern to lead the way in front, through the corridor, through the stone road, after a short time, the pace stopped, and Misu raised her head.

At the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate, there is a black golden silk nanmu plaque, and there are three big characters "Hanshui Pavilion" inscribed on it.

"Hanshui Pavilion...", Misu muttered thoughtfully.

"This is Hanshui Pavilion, the girl and live in peace, the old slave has ordered someone to prepare hot water, if nothing else, the old slave will retreat first." Qiu Mao leaned over slightly.

"Auntie walks slowly."

At night, the oil lamp screen tent, the breeze is still without a trace, and there is a huge ginkgo tree in the courtyard, swaying and rustling in the night wind.

When she walked into the bedroom, she was greeted by a rosewood table near the carved window, with a few sheets of rice paper on the table, a few brushes resting on the inkstone, and a blue tulle hanging from the window, fluttering with the wind blowing slowly outside the window.

This doesn't seem to be the room where the daughter's family lives.

Behind the rosewood houndi screen in the left room is a place to bathe and freshen up.

Suddenly, several maidservants wearing palace satin, they bowed their heads and bent over, holding all kinds of costumes and hairpins in their hands, and walked in in a stumbling manner.

A young maid of about thirteen or fourteen years old, pink and immature, stepped forward and leaned over with light steps.

"Girl Wan'an, the slave maid Lingyue was specially sent by Aunt Qiu Mao to serve the girl, and in the future, the girl's daily life will be taken care of by the slave maid."

Her big smart eyes were clear and bright, and the tips of her eyebrows were filled with a bit of joy, and when she saw Misu, she was stunned, and then returned to normal.

Lingxiu was cautious but not lacking in caution, and the joy on the tip of her eyebrows made Misu feel good, and she smiled softly

"Get up."

The bathroom is foggy, the steaming water is sprinkled with rose petals, Misu lifts his jade feet and walks into the bath, the warm sweet spring wraps the whole body, the pores are like a little, a little gently open, exhale exhaust gas, at this moment all the pain, fear, fear are integrated into the water and disappear...

"The girl's hair is bright and black, like silk, and it must be the golden branches and jade leaves of a large family." Lingyue washed and combed Misu's long hair, couldn't help but admire, suddenly remembered something, his hand paused, and looked at Misu cautiously in silence.

"Big family..."Misu's eyes were blank, her memory flipped in her mind, her head suddenly felt a sharp pain, she covered her temples with both hands, and bit her trembling lips, so painful that she couldn't breathe.

After a long time, she tried not to deliberately recall her life experience, but the pain gradually lessened.

Who is she, and why can't she remember everything?

The wounds on her body, what's going on, and... She always felt that there were two forces fighting against each other in her body today.

She picked up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, and her heart suddenly became irritable.

What the hell is going on...

Inside the study

Bai Chengjin stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking out of the window quietly, his extremely tall stature was almost the same as the beams on the window, all the objects in the room seemed to be shrinking beside him, and his cold face was dyed with a layer of moon halo, and he couldn't see any emotion.

A black figure appeared out of thin air, knelt on one knee, and prayed.

"Your Highness, the matter is done."

Hearing this, he turned around slowly, the light of the moon sprinkled on his back, forming a halo around him, so handsome that it was suffocating, he fiddled with his fingers and said coldly

"Keep looking."

"Yes."

……

Time flies, and more than a month has passed.

……

In the early morning, a light rose at dawn.

The faint sunlight shines through the hollow lattice window and shines on the carved bronze mirror dresser, dappled with light and shadow.

Misu sat up lazily from the bed, her obsidian eyes were filled with a layer of moisture, blurred smoke, she was sore, beat her thin waist, couldn't help yawning, slowly got up and took a coat to drape over her shoulders, walked to the bronze mirror and sat down.

The woman's black hair in the bronze mirror is like lacquer, scattered on her chest like a waterfall, the light is recognizable, and the neck is as white and delicate as clotted fat, but it reveals a bit of morbidity.

These days, Misu has been staying in Hanshui Pavilion, the injury is almost healed, during the day, she will always sit under the ginkgo tree with the soft spring breeze to drink tea, Lingyue while continuing the tea, while the eyebrows fly to tell the interesting story of the capital, when it comes to the strange case of the assassination of the high priest of the Western Regions, it is even more endless, and the posture of storytelling does not lose the price.

There are many rumors in the capital, some people say that the high priest of the Western Regions is amazingly talented, and she must have been taken away by Misa, otherwise how could she not see anyone dead or dead, as if she had evaporated, and some people said that the high priest of the Western Regions was captured by the people of the Demon Palace, and the purpose of the Demon Palace was to break through the ban with the Western Regions for a hundred years, unite the enemy country and fight a tough battle with the Western Regions, and swallow the fat and tender "lamb".

The teahouse has the most rumors, is the infatuation of King Yu, rumored, King Yu lost his fiancée, after the martyrdom failed, he couldn't afford to be sick, and his head was full of silver threads overnight.

Misu shook his head, disapproving, only that the rumors stopped at the wise, and most of them were untrustworthy.

Later, Lingyue picked up a stray cat out of nowhere, it was cute, and the two of them and a cat laughed again and again in the secluded courtyard, far away from the strife, and lived a comfortable life.

She withdrew her wandering thoughts, raised her hand to smooth the folds on the collar of her bedgown, and her gaze stopped at the silver drop mark between her eyebrows, which faintly emitted a white light, flickering, like a divine breath, she paused, her moist fingertips caressing the mark.

On that day, if it weren't for him... She didn't dare to think about what kind of fate she would be.

"Meow" dumplings proudly pouted their fat buttocks, jumped into Misu's arms, stretched comfortably, and then licked a little saliva on the tip of his tongue with his two front paws, washing his face like a human.

It was round and round, and the fur on its whole body was white and flawless, like a cloud of brocade.

"Xiao Tuanzi, where is Lingyue?"

As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and Lingyue's thin hand held a bowl of porridge and stepped on the breeze and walked in.

"Master, this is the last bowl of rice porridge." Lingyue said with a little sorrow.

"When the master first lived in the Hanshui Pavilion, the chief Liang Duogui, sent things diligently, today I saw that there was not much rice in the tank, and the slave maid wanted to go to the internal affairs department to get some, who knows, that Liang Duogui actually said that they were all sent to the Jiayun Hall of the Silver Beauty, I am afraid that the remaining rough and miscellaneous masters will not be used to eating, so let the master wait, it is too bullying, and one by one the villains tend to be inflammatory!" The more Lingyue spoke, the more angry she became, and her little face turned red.

Misu moved her eyes to look at Lingyue and smiled softly.

"Okay, it's not yet time for the mountains and rivers to be exhausted, you haven't eaten Zaoshan, go get a porcelain bowl, and let's share the soup and eat together today."

"How can a slave or maid eat at the same table with the master, by all means." Lingyue seemed to be greatly frightened, and her eyes widened, like two bright mirrors.

Mi Su smiled lightly and said nothing, maybe those respectful and orderly, the palace rules and regulations had already infiltrated into Ling Yue's bones, she was not forced, she tasted two mouthfuls of rice porridge and pushed it to Ling Yue, seeing this, Ling Yue's lips opened slightly, and she was about to say something, when she raised her eyes and saw Mu Su's expression, she lowered her head and silently took the rice porridge.

"Lingyue, I'll go and ask Aunt Qiu Mao in a while to show you a good place to go, okay?"

"Master... Is it to drive away the slaves and maids? Lingyue's nose was sour, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

"No, it's not."

"The slave and the maid are only willing to serve the master in this life, and I only ask the master not to drive the slave and the maid away." She fell to her knees, her hands twisted on her cuffs, her clear eyes shining with water.

"Lingyue, I didn't mean that, alas, that's it, you get up first." Misu's heart was touched and he sighed.

During this time together, Lingyue's kind and innocent nature infected Miao Su, and she had long regarded Lingyue as a sister.

It's just that the maidservants who can enter the prince's mansion to serve are all the daughters of court officials, either concubines or eldest daughters, and the one who is not carrying the mission of the entire family behind him? Don't want a bright future? Lingyue followed her, she couldn't earn a way out, what kind of identity she is now, don't talk about others, even she doesn't know.

"Lingyue, I am soft-spoken, following me is not a long-term solution, and now it is even more difficult to eat, in this mansion, on your shoulders, it is the life of the entire family, do you know?"

"Master..."Ling Yue wavered slightly.

Yes, my father and mother entrusted the relationship, and I spent two silver, and finally sent her into the prince's mansion, although it was only the most humble third-class maidservant, but my father was already ecstatic, and she couldn't ignore it...

"Lingyue, this hairpin is given to you, no matter where you are, don't forget to think about it." After that, Miao Su took out the hairpin in the middle of the hairpin, took Lingyue's hand, put it in her palm, and said seriously.

"Master, are you leaving?" Lingyue gently put away the hairpin and asked.

"Yes, this month, my injuries have almost recovered, and it's time to get out of here."

She thought that when she came, she was empty, and when she left, she carried a precious friendship between master and servant, and she was not lonely.

However, she still needs to see him before leaving, he saved her, and she should say goodbye.

Although Lingyue was reluctant, she knew in her heart that the girl was not the concubine of His Royal Highness the Prince, and sooner or later she would have to leave the Prince's Mansion.

How can there be a feast in the world that will not be dispersed...

After appeasing Lingyue, he went around and around, and it was almost noon before Miao Su found Xia Xin, and the two bumped into each other at the vermilion corridor, Miao Su raised his head and stepped back, and couldn't help but be happy when he saw Xia Xin, and said with a salute

"Commander Xia."

"Girl?" Xia Xin looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, was stunned for a moment, and asked.

Under the sun, she wore a pearl crepe cherry blossom collared skirt, jade cheeks and cherry lips, smooth snow muscles with red lips, delicate cherry lips, and fluttering clothes, like an immortal.

"Thank you and Your Highness for saving me that day." Miao Suwan said with a smile.

A light flashed in Xia Xin's mind, and he suddenly remembered that there was an imperceptible flush floating on his wheat-colored cheeks, and the tip of Yingrui's eyebrows couldn't help but soften a little, and he scratched his head crampedly

"It's you, you're like this..."

"Commander Xia, can Your Highness be in Yuqing Palace?"

Listening to Lingyue, Yuqing Hall is where Bai Chengjin lives.

"The girl is going to find His Highness? His Royal Highness has been busy with government affairs recently, and I am afraid it will be difficult to see. ”

"However, I will go to His Highness first, and as for whether I can see His Highness, I can't be sure."

"So, thank you Commander Xia." Miao Su Shi Lirou smiled.

"Girl, wait."

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