The clear water and clear waves, the twilight of the lotus pond, and the deep winding paths are like a quiet ink garden painting.

A pair of slender fingertips swept across the water, rippling layer upon layer, reflecting the last trace of twilight, shallow and crystal clear.

Miao Su stared at the goldfish swimming in the water, thoughtfully gently stirring the water, she could see that the hem of her clothes was soaked by the lake and she didn't know it, the twilight stained, the tails of her eyes were sloppy, a dark shadow was reflected under the thick curly eyelashes, the night wind blew her sideburns and hair, and the wind bun exposed her sideburns.

During these days, as soon as a fragmented picture flashed through her mind, she would have a splitting headache, she couldn't remember what had happened, she didn't know who she was, the mark between her eyebrows also disappeared faintly, and the strange pain that day, why did it completely disappear on the second day?

What the hell happened...

All this is like a thick fog, wrapped around her heart, can't be opened, can't be blown away, can't see clearly, more like a pair of invisible hands, controlling and manipulating in the dark...

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and she couldn't help frowning, and a faint sadness rose.

Suddenly, a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Miao Su was frightened, stood up in a panic, the center of gravity under her feet was unstable, and she fell into the mud hard, the hot pain rushed to her elbows and wrists, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and slowly sat up with her hands on the ground, her white dress was stained with large uneven mud spots.

In the next second, her arms were slightly heavy, she was puzzled, she looked down at her arms, the dumplings rubbed against Misu, her furry ears twitched, and her shining eyes looked at Misu, "Meow..."

The whispering sound of meow is like a feather gently brushing the tip of the heart, and it is tingling and itchy.

Miao Su sneered, stretched out her muddy hand and touched its little head, picked up the dumpling, and saw the white dumpling in her hands turning into a dirty appearance, she couldn't help but smile: "Tuanzi, why are you here, is it Lingyue..."

Thinking of Lingyue, the smile on her lips gradually closed, her eyebrows lowered slightly, rubbing into melancholy, Lingyue She is still in Huansha Garden, if she wants to save Lingyue from Huansha Garden, it is impossible for her to do it on her own, if she can get Bai Chengjin's amnesty...

"Miss Wansu, Aunt Yao Hui is looking for you."

Gui Yue's petite figure stood on the small stone bridge not far away, waving and shouting at Miao Su.

"Here we are." Miao Su answered, stroked the ball and stood up, and followed Gui Yue away with broken steps.

I followed Gui Yue all the way back to the West Wing, and as soon as I stepped into the West Wing, I saw Aunt Yao Hui with a few maids, waiting in the middle room with all kinds of clothes.

Miao Su walked into the west wing with a slight hesitation, and a few precious ink chrysanthemums on the desk swayed in the wind, wafting out a fragrance that was not greasy or light.

Aunt Yao Hui's thin eyes are quite bright, and there is a mole on the top of her right eyebrow, she raised her eyes and saw Miao Su's muddy and embarrassed appearance, her expression was stunned for a moment and then returned to normal, and she smiled with joy on her face: "The slave maid will say hello to Miss Wansu first." ”

"Daoxi?" Miao Su glanced at the expensive and gorgeous clothes in the hands of the maids, and asked puzzledly.

"But it's not, Aunt Qiu Mao is a person around His Royal Highness, serving His Royal Highness for more than ten years, and today she specially sent slaves and maids to send high-quality clothes and accessories to the girl, isn't it a big joy, to say that our Highness has never had a personal maid around her, and the girl is the first one." Yao Hui glanced at Miao Su and said with a deeper smile.

"His Royal Highness rested in Luhua Pavilion, Aunt Qiu Mao explained, after the girl bathed and changed clothes, she first went to the small kitchen to serve soup, and then went to Luhua Pavilion to serve His Highness."

Hearing this, Miao Su couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his heart was suddenly pinched.

Serve?

Yes, he is the crown prince of the East Palace, the power of the world, the first beautiful man in the six countries, the city is quite deep, and the wind and clouds change color between the hands, perhaps for countless women, it is an untouchable dignity to be able to climb on his dragon bed overnight, and the lintel of glory is glorious, but, Miao Su does not want to have anything to do with him, like them, who stand at the top of power, women are just a piece of clothing and a chess piece for them...

Just like those beautiful concubines in his house, some people may not even have seen his face, from the peach and plum years to the twilight years, burying her life for a man who can't get it, and the loneliness of staying alone in the deep palace, she doesn't want to become his items after a night of confusion, use up and throw them away, throw them into a no-man's corner to fend for themselves, even though Miao Su resists in her heart, but she clearly knows that if he wants to have fun with her, she can't have the right to refuse.

Miao Su was calm on the surface, but her heart was already turbulent, she lowered her eyelashes to hide her thoughts, and thanked her with a slightly stiff gesture.

After a while, after Yao Hui took people away, Miao Sujing took a dress casually after finishing her face and replaced the dirty white gauze skirt.

The night is as cool as water, and the sun, moon and stars are scarce

A slender figure passed through the winding corridor, and the jade hook cloud pattern palace lamp was shining with warm yellow candlelight, and the shadow was outstanding.

He didn't stay in Yuqing Hall tonight, the scenery of Luhua Pavilion was beautiful, and it was even more unique under the white moonlight.

Miao Su slammed the door nervously, and in a moment, a magnetic and beautiful voice came from the room.

"Enter."

Bai Chengjin leaned on the recliner elegantly and leisurely, his wet and soft long hair like a waterfall was scattered behind him, his clothes were half open, revealing a texture like jade porcelain, delicate and flawless, and the crystal droplets at the tips of his hair dripped down, along his slender neck, slowly sinking into his flexible and firm chest, seducing people like a spell, and his posture was indescribably leisurely and lazy. After turning the page, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the temple door, and a strange light flashed in his dark eyes, which were as black as ink.

When the door opened, she walked out of the misty moonlight, like a fairy in the icy and jade Yaochi, stepping forward as if stepping on the clouds on the horizon, wanting to leave with the wind.

She held a steaming late-night snack in her hand, a pale pink crepe skirt that lined her ice muscles, a graceful neck, and a clearly visible collarbone.

"The slave has seen His Royal Highness the Prince." Miao Su lowered his eyebrows, bowed and said softly.

"Hmm." Bai Chengjin retracted his gaze and continued to turn a title page, his beautiful fingertips glowing with clear light, and he responded lightly.

Miao Su felt an invisible coercion gradually envelop her, tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter... Unable to breathe in the endless depths of the ocean, fear and restlessness stirred her calm heart, and her heart beat like a drum, almost suffocating to death.

She endured a heart that went up and down, breathing lightly, and then lightly... Burying his head deeply, he didn't dare to look up at Bai Chengjin, and stepped forward with difficulty, wanting to put the soup on the table next to him.

Her head was buried deep, and her eyes could only see the embroidered uppers, when she suddenly touched something.

Miao Su frowned slightly, holding a small bowl of soup in one hand, and searching suspiciously with the other, it seemed to be a warm and firm wall of meat, and suddenly, she suddenly realized something...

"What do you want to do?"

His slightly cold magnetic voice came from overhead, Miao Su raised his head to look at his messy clothes, his cheeks were red, and the jade cheeks were faintly red, as pink and attractive as flower petals.

Seeing this, Bai Chengjin's black eyes flickered for a moment, and then melted into the bottom of his eyes as deep as the blue sea, and there was no trace.

She was anxious to retract her hand, but she didn't want to move too fast, the soup was spilled on his expensive clothes, she was startled, and secretly blamed herself for being clumsy, and in a panic, she took a rag and wiped his clothes clean, but the more she wiped it, the more messy it became.

"The slave didn't mean to...", Miao Su said incoherently.

Bai Chengjin fiddled with the jade wrench, looking at Miao Su's embarrassed appearance, a trace of playfulness floated in his dark eyes, leaned over slightly, approached Miao Su's ear, and said in a low voice with a bewitching charm: "Do you want to... Seduce Hongu. ”

The blazing breath swept behind her ears, Miao Su's body trembled, and she didn't reply, the unique fragrance of his body filled her body, with a bewitching charm, her uncontrollable blushing heart beat faster, and she forgot to breathe for a while.

Her gaze inadvertently crashed into his deep dark eyes, his eyes were darker than the night sky, shooting out a ray of light, as if she could pass through the endless night, see through whatever she was hiding in the depths, she couldn't help but be frightened, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she looked away and lowered her head.

"Look at Hongu." He seemed to be in a high mood today, raised his eyebrows, stretched out a hand, pinched Miao Su's chin, and pulled it in front of his eyes, and the jade wrench on his slender fingers glowed with a clear green light.

She admits that he saved her, and that she unknowingly has strange feelings for him.

The hands in her cuffs clenched tightly, it was true that she had some affection for him, but it was not enough for her to give up everything and become one of his many women, if it was really inevitable tonight, then try to use this as an excuse to exchange the conditions for her to leave the prince's mansion with Lingyue...

Bai Chengjin's deep black eyes flashed a little soft, staring at her deeply, her eyes were like a blue wash, and the flow seemed to be infused with a brilliant light, moving, from her point of view, I just saw his thin lips, the moist lips were like pebbles washed by a stream, lubricating and shiny, charming and intellectual.

The candlelight reflected his overly beautiful and deep face, which shone gorgeously.

Do you really want to...

"The slave doesn't know what His Highness means, isn't it that His Highness summoned the slave to serve him?" A smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, as ethereal and brilliant as fireworks.

"Bedchamber?" There was a rare faint incomprehension in Bai Chengjin's black eyes.

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight noise from the window, and his extremely beautiful Danfeng eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the murderous aura was like a seamless fishing net, falling from the sky.

He pushed away Miao Su and waved his arm behind him, the hem of his clothes suddenly became windless, and the sword came out of its sheath in an uproar, overflowing with anger. A cold light appeared under his eyes, and a disdainful and bloodthirsty sneer appeared on his lips.

Several demon guards broke into the Luvard Pavilion, their well-trained against the wind, their eyes radiating with the cold aura of death, lifeless.

There was a strong sense of oppression all over his body, like layers of dark clouds in the sky, pressing on his face.

"Look for death." Bai Chengjin glanced at the assassin lightly, his voice seemed to be frozen, without any emotion,

The air quickly filled the air with a surging aura of slaughter!

Sonorous.

The sound of fierce sword clashing pierced the silent night sky, and the sound struck the heart.