The breeze accompanied by the fog puts a thin veil on people's heart masks, making people unable to see this sultry dark night.

When the Purple Wind Pavilion was full of wind and moon, the Jingyi Hall was surprisingly quiet, as if he didn't know that tonight was the day to practice the Tang Envoy. As soon as night fell, the candles in the temple were already flickering, and the breeze caressed the paper screens, leaving a rustling sound, and a trace of coldness permeated the air.

In the dark night, the Jingyi Hall exuded a sense of worldly tranquility, and after Lin Qing finished dinner, he went to the study as usual, sitting behind the table, his eyes brushed over a book on the table, but he didn't pick it up.

Time passed quietly, the night became thicker and thicker, and the fog of the night gradually rose, and you could feel the coolness soaking your whole body, and even the remaining candles in the temple made a thunderclapping sound, as if they were fighting against the coolness.

Xiaohuan and Yiyi stayed in the front hall a little uneasy, just now when they had dinner, Lin Qing told them to let them pack some valuable things, the two were a little surprised, when they asked Lin Qing, Lin Qing only said to do it, and they would know after a while, the two didn't know what Lin Qing was doing, but no matter what Lin Qing did, they both supported, so the two of them listened to Lin Qing, and quickly sorted out the two burdens, which were all valuable things.

After tidying up and waiting in the front hall, the two of them were still a little worried, not knowing what their mother was going to do, time passed slowly, and the time was about to pass.

Lin Qing breathed slightly, feeling everything around him, and could hear the silence of the night, and everything that was quiet made people's hearts very peaceful.

"Stomp · · The orderly sound of horseshoe broke into the silent space from far and near, and the sound of horseshoe became clearer and clearer in Lin Qing's ears, and Lin Qing's eyes became more and more quiet, as if he hadn't heard it.

When the sound of the horse's hooves is very clear, it suddenly disappears, and it must be hidden somewhere.

Lin Qing didn't move, sat at the table, and was calm.

After a while, the curtain of the study was pulled up, revealing a bud with a small ring tied with a red head rope.

"Niangniang, there are two carriages outside, saying that they are picking you up" Xiaohuan's crisp voice came into Lin Qing's ears.

"Well, you and Yiyi take good things and get into the carriage with me" Lin Qing sat up calmly and said facing Xiaohuan.

"No" Xiaohuan bowed his head and replied.

Lin Qing took the lead in going out from the curtain opened by Xiaohuan, Xiaohuan followed closely, and pulled up Yiyi, who was in the front hall, and walked out of Jingyi Hall with Lin Qing with a burden in his hand.

At this time, outside the hall, there was a black carriage, not large, just enough to accommodate three people, and there were two horses in front of it.

There was a middle-aged man in black standing next to the carriage, and when he saw Lin Qing coming out of the hall, this middle-aged man said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"See Concubine Jing, it's Concubine Niangniang who asked me to pick you up" The voice is thick, and when you hear it, you are a person who practices martial arts.

"Well, let's go" Lin Qing nodded calmly and took the lead in getting into the carriage, Xiaohuan and Yiyi were puzzled, but Niangniang had already gone up, so they had to follow closely and get into the carriage.

The middle-aged man looked natural, saw the three of them get into the carriage, and immediately jumped and sat in front of the carriage, then picked up the reins, and there was a snap, and then the carriage started, leaving the sound of horses' hooves and wheels echoing in the dark night of Jingyi Palace.

The car wheeled slowly along the stone road, gradually blending into the night in the distance, leaving the Jingyi Hall alone still standing in this deep depth.

The Purple Wind Pavilion is the time when the wine is strong, and the sound of wine penetrates the silence of the night and spreads far away, making this silent night show a different difference.

In the hall, Chen Xuanyuan sat in the first seat, waiting for Wang De next to him, pouring wine for the emperor from time to time, and the ministers of the lower heads toasted each other, and the Tang envoy and the minister of Da Chen were also happy, as if they were really a family from now on.

Chen Xuanyuan looked at everything below, there was nothing in his eyes, and he drank the wine in the cup without a sip.

On the lower leader, Tang Yu sat with his body long, toasting with others from time to time, as if he was very happy.

The smell of wine accompanied by the aroma of the dishes is crowded in the hall of the Purple Wind Pavilion, and there is an indescribable feeling, happy, erosive, disgusting...

The night of the palace is not like the day of the palace, which is full of people, except for patrols and guards, everyone else in the palace at night basically stays in their own palace rooms, looking forward to the arrival of a new day.

Tonight, a dark carriage pierced through the night, came from the harem, and headed straight for the gate out of the palace, the carriage streaked through the night air, leaving a little dust.

The palace gate has not been closed tonight, because there are still many ministers who are still in the Purple Wind Pavilion, and what they can see through the huge palace gate is the endless darkness outside the door, like an abyss.

Zhang Han stood at the gate of the palace, looking at the crescent moon that was hidden from time to time, and his heart moved slightly. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, Zhang Han hurriedly came back to his senses, looked at the place where the sound came from, and after a while, he saw a dark carriage slowly coming towards the palace gate.

The middle-aged man in black on the carriage pulled the reins hard, and the horse slowly stopped in front of the palace gate.

"Who is coming?" the soldier guarding the door hurriedly came to the carriage and drank.

The middle-aged man in black didn't say a word, and took out a black token from his waist unruly.

"It turned out to be the carriage of the lady concubine, hurry up and let it go," he said and stepped back to make way.

The middle-aged man in black reached out again and pulled the reins again, and was about to drive out of the palace.

"Slow!" Zhang Han witnessed the whole process, and wondered in his heart, what was Concubine Shu doing out so late.

Raising his steps lightly, Zhang Han slowly approached the black carriage. The middle-aged man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was deep, and then he returned to normal.

"Concubine Niangniang, are you still out of the palace so late?" Zhang Han arrived in front of the carriage and said loudly into the carriage.

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There was no sound in the carriage, and Zhang Han's expression gradually became gloomy, and he was about to say something.

"Why, when the palace goes out, I still want to report to Deputy Commander Zhang" A gentle female voice came from the carriage.

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly became long, for a long time...

"Don't dare, don't hurry up and let Concubine Shu go," Zhang Han said loudly.

The soldiers defending the city immediately got out of the way, the carriage slowly got up, and headed towards the abyss outside the palace, on the carriage, Lin Qing's face was a little pale, and cold sweat floated on his forehead, and the two girls were also as pale as paper, only the middle-aged man in black was still driving the carriage quietly.

Zhang Han looked at the carriage that was gradually shrouded in darkness, standing for a long time, his eyes were complicated, he didn't know what to think, and the night was getting deeper and deeper.