Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, a few hours after the end of the early dynasty, the Tang Dynasty asked Da Chen to negotiate peace with one person has spread throughout the palace, including the harem, of course.

Because of Xiaohuan and Yiyi's urging, Lin Qing went to bed early last night, and fell asleep early before the end of the day. This also caused Lin Qing to wake up very early in the morning, his consciousness had already awakened, and he wanted to open his eyes, but his mind was very confused, and it was difficult to open his eyelids, just like there was a short isolation period, and within a short period of waking up, Lin Qing would be in a half-awake state, which appeared after Lin Qing came back from Weiyang City.

Lifted the futon in a daze, opened his eyelids, his lips unconsciously opened slightly, a green silk sprinkled on the head of the bed, slightly kicked his slender legs, the futon was slowly lifted, and the eyes were wearing a thin body of obscene clothes, which was concave and convex, and there was a light temptation, which could arouse the desire of men at the beginning.

Lin Qing sat on the edge of the bed with slightly squinted as if she was a little confused, and after a while, Lin Qing's watery eyes slowly opened and brushed her messy hair, she was already familiar with this action, without the slightest hesitation or pause.

"Xiaohuan, Yiyi" Lin Qing shouted to the two girls.

As usual, Lin Qing dressed and dressed under the service of Xiaohuan and Yiyi, Lin Qing pondered about dressing, but he couldn't learn it, and in the end, he was too lazy to learn, so he handed it over to Xiaohuan and Yiyi.

After breakfast, he didn't have to go to Cilin Palace because he was sick, and seeing that the weather outside was good today, he asked Xiaohuan to bring a small bench, and then brought watering utensils to tease the moon in the small flower garden in front of Jingyi Palace.

The bright red moon season is occasionally mixed with a little white and yellow, which looks a little playful and cute, and the water droplets fall on the petals of the moon season, leaving a thin layer, and the others slowly fall into the soil along the cyan stem, wanting to moisturize more moon season.

The sunlight shines through the stems of the trees in front of the Jingyi Hall and imprints on Lin Qing's white and tender hands holding the water utensils, glowing with light, looking as good as white jade.

Time always passes so quietly that people can't be on guard, the scorching sun slowly climbs into the sky, and the temperature slowly rises with it. Lin Qing also returned to the Jingyi Hall when the scorching sun was about to end, cleaned up a little, and went to the study to eat books again.

Lin Qing knew that the Tang Dynasty was looking for Da Chen to talk about a person's peace talk when it was almost noon, Lin Qing was reading a book, and suddenly heard footsteps, thinking that it was Xiaohuan who came to ask him to have lunch.

Hearing Xiaohuan say that King Jin, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, said that all the occupied cities of Dachen should be returned, Lin Qing's brows furrowed a little, and there must be a demon when something goes wrong. Later, I heard that Datang was still willing to form an alliance with Da Chen and grow up with the same cultivator, Lin Qing's brows were even more frowned, and he couldn't figure out in his heart which one the Tang Dynasty was singing.

"In the end, King Jin put forward a condition to Da Chen," Xiao Huan stood beside Lin Qing and said softly.

"Conditions?" Lin Qing's brows moved slightly, and he slowly stretched, saying that the Tang Dynasty would not have such a good heart.

"The Tang Dynasty asked Da Chen for a person," Xiaohuan said softly again.

"Alone?" Lin Qing's voice revealed doubts.

"That's right, that's what King Jin of the Tang Dynasty said," Xiaohuan said softly.

"Who?" Lin Qing looked at Xiaohuan and asked.

"This is said to be the king of Jin handed the emperor an excerpt, the name of the person should be written on the fold, and then I heard that the emperor was furious and walked away" Xiaohuan saw Lin Qing staring at him, and hurriedly said.

"Furious..." After listening to Xiaohuan, Lin Qing lowered his head and muttered, and then fell into deep thought, as if he was thinking about who the Tang Dynasty wanted.

Seeing that Lin Qing was deep in thought, Xiaohuan slowly retreated, and did not bother Lin Qing.

The early summer days have always been a bit capricious, and the sun is shining in the morning, but at noon the city has been overwhelmed by dark clouds, and it looks like the whole earth is about to be annihilated.

Ten in the afternoon, the sky finally could not withstand the pressure of the dark clouds, began to rain heavily, huge raindrops across the originally hot air, to the air brought a dampness, green everything to enjoy the raindrops beating, they have not experienced the baptism of rain for a long time, the sound of splashing raindrops has become the only sound in the world.

Lin Qing finished the lunch that Yiyi sent into the study, looked at Yiyi's figure of cleaning up the scraps, and was silently thinking in his heart, but he couldn't think of who it was, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, scrubbing some worn-out books with his hands, and continuing to ponder.

Yangxin Pavilion, Chen Xuanyuan has returned to Yangxin Pavilion since the end of the morning dynasty, and then has been sitting on the desk in the hall, his gloomy face is not worded, even lunch is useless, no matter how many times Wang De asks that it is time to have lunch, he is silent, as if he has become a statue.

The old eunuch Wang De packed up the Zhaoyang Palace and stayed in the Heart Cultivation Pavilion, standing behind Chen Xuanyuan with his head down, cautiously.

The sound of the rain outside was getting louder and louder, and the moisture slowly seeped into the house through the open temple door, making people feel a little comfortable in the hot summer, but the moisture penetrated into the bones and buried the symptoms.

"Wang De" Chen Xuanyuan's gloomy voice suddenly came, like a knife in hell, penetrating people's hearts.

"The old slave is here," the old eunuch Wang De trembled and ran to Chen Xuanyuan and bowed down.

"You go and find out what Concubine Jing has been doing lately, who have you met," Chen Xuanyuan said in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

"Nuo" The old eunuch Wang Delisuo responded, and immediately bowed down and walked outside the Yangxin Pavilion, as if fleeing.

Chen Xuanyuan looked at Wang De's departing voice, his eyes shrunk, and he didn't know what to think.

The rain came and went quickly, and the rain became smaller in less than two hours, leaving only a little bit of swaying in this indefinite world, the air after the rain seemed very humid, giving people a fresh poetry, and the night was slowly coming in this humidity.

Jingyi Hall turned on the lamp early, in the drizzle, the candlelight was fluttering, and in the study, Lin Qing's slender figure was printed on the window paper, very quiet.

Yang Xin Pavilion, Chen Xuanyuan still sat motionless behind the desk, his eyes were slightly narrowed, giving people a feeling that was not very comfortable.

"Stomp · · Slight footsteps sounded, and the old eunuch Wang De appeared in the Yangxin Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, the old slave has found out the nearest whereabouts of Concubine Jing" Wang De stood under Chen Xuanyuan with a bow and said in a low voice.

"Say!" Chen Xuanyuan opened his slightly squinted eyes and stared at Wang De, his voice a little hoarse.

"Concubine Jing Niangniang has been recuperating in Jingyi Hall recently, rarely go out, only yesterday morning out of Jingyi Hall for a walk, according to the deputy commander of the forbidden army Zhang, yesterday, he accompanied King Jin to enjoy the scenery when he met Concubine Jing Niangniang in Jingyuan, and then Niangniang went back first" Wang De lowered his head and said quickly.

For a while, Wang De didn't hear any movement from the emperor, raised his eyes slightly, and saw Chen Xuanyuan's cold face, like black and white impermanence, which made people chill all over, and hurriedly lowered his head again, not daring to take another look.

"Get out!" Chen Xuanyuan squeezed out a word in a hoarse voice.

Wang De hurriedly turned around and left, trembling, as if he could fall down at any moment.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, the Jingyi Hall has already extinguished the candle flame, and the night is integrated, in the Yang Xin Pavilion, the candle flame is still shaking, like a little girl who does not know fatigue and dances, but in the candlelight, it is imprinted with a gloomy face, which looks cold, not like a candle flame to give people warmth.