After a long journey of almost a month, Luo Suqin finally returned to Lin'an with Jia Yidao.

This time, because of their exploits in the Battle of Xiangyang, Jia Rudao let them live in the most luxurious Emperor Cidi Middle School he built in Geling, West Lake.

Even though he was confessed by the steward of Jiafu, when he saw the magnificence of this mansion with his own eyes, Luo Suqin still couldn't help but be surprised.

Outside the Listening Wind Pavilion is a small lake like a mirror, extremely peaceful wandering, like a bronze mirror descending from the sky, reflecting the gorgeous scene of the pavilion and pavilion under the green shadow of the blue waves, "gold and silver glazed tiles, agate crystal bricks".

A nine-hole bridge extends far away, connecting a brilliant and bright palace gate in the distance, which is one of the main hall gates of Jia Rudao Mansion, named Yuehua.

Yuehua Gate vermilion lacquer painted gold, Luan phoenix dragon Teng, auspicious clouds such as mist, shining bright, is the gate of the house, will be gorgeous and grand pavilions and pavilions are isolated.

The other door of the main hall of Jiafu is called the Rihua Gate, only the emperor and the empress can enter, and it is closed and never opened at ordinary times.

Looking over the calm lake, an extremely slender vermilion lacquer carved corridor is like a ribbon floating into the eyes, slender and long, silk threads, and the breeze is full of graceful posture, which is the so-called "thousand-step corridor" mentioned by the stewards.

The thousand-step corridor is named because of the beautiful woman who enters here in a thousand steps to step on the end, extremely slender, like the shawl between the arms of the beauty, the silk strips hang down the tassel, and also like the white silk spit out by the silkworm cocoon, but it is the color of cinnabar, extremely bright and slender, light as the five-colored clouds on the horizon, reflecting the colorful color of the sun.

After the thousand-step corridor, it is the inner hall of Jiafu, the corridor waist is mangyback, the eaves teeth are high pecked, even if there is a huge wall of red brick and vermilion lacquer to isolate it, it still can't stop the magnificent and huge, rich and noble.

Looking at the pavilions and pavilions that rise from the ground abruptly in Jiafu, gold bricks and jade tiles, glazed beams, and crystal halls, I only feel that the red walls of vermilion paint block my mind, and the colorful glazed bricks and tiles confuse my eyes, and Luo Suqin's breathing suddenly became slightly short, and her hands trembled slightly unconsciously.

"Your lodgings have been arranged, so please go with your attendants." The steward said, leading them to the rich gate of the vermilion lacquer painted gold auspicious cloud rosewood carved jade hall in a large hall.

As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the main hall, there was already a younger attendant standing outside the door, his face was full of joy, and his emaciated body was wearing a cyan attendant's uniform, like a piece of silk cloth hanging on a branch, swaying in the wind, festive and auspicious, but thin and weak, he saluted respectfully to Luo Suqin and his sisters: "Villain Hu Yu, please follow the villain to the residence." So saying, he led them to the other temples.

Hu Yu's eyebrows are full of clever colors, his mouth is chattering, his tone is festive and peaceful, without pretentiousness, as if Maitreya Buddha is in general, only a smile on his face, "We have a total of ten halls outside, and only ten halls, because there are injured people who have not recovered and need to recuperate, if the girls are not troublesome, please also ask five people to live in one hall, separate east and west side halls and middle side halls." ”

Everyone walked on the smooth and white marble brick road. Russell Qin's eyes flashed a vermilion lacquer door that was open and open.

On the door, there are nine vertical and eight rows of gilt brass floating nails, shining golden bright in the sun, extremely bright and clean, it is newly painted gold paint, there are two brass lion beast heads holding bronze big rings, the lion head is mighty and majestic, lining the ring like a big circle, showing the wealth and heaviness of the gold color. On the gate, the name of each hall is embedded on the vermilion lacquer boxwood plaque with the red gold characters in block letters, and the yellow is brilliant. The plaque is square, smooth and peaceful, and the paint is fresh and bright, ruddy and complete, which shows that a new layer of paint has been applied before they have arrived.

Fang entered the temple gate. Only half of the sisters entered the hall, and the number of people decreased one by one.

By the time Russell was in the column, there were only a few.

After entering the vermilion lacquer gate, the other three moved in one by one, turned right along the "soil" shaped Yonglu to the east inner house, and stopped in front of the peach blossom window paper wooden door carved by vermilion lacquer carving every year, Hu Yu, who was dressed in dark cyan attendant clothes, smiled lightly at Luo Suqin's chin: "Miss Luo, this is your residence." Under the black palace hat, there is neither humility nor arrogant smile and flattery, and there is no too much sycophancy.

"There's Mr. Rahu." Russell thanked him with a smile and a respectful face.

"Where, where, Miss Luo is polite." As he spoke, he bowed slightly to her, turned around and led Zhong Jinjuan into the room next to her.

As soon as she stepped on the threshold, she suddenly found a maid in a dark blue palace dress standing quietly beside her.

The palace clothes on her body are slightly loose, showing that her thin body is extremely weak and can't help the wind, as if the wind can fly to the sky, and then light as a feather to the ground, soft and slight, combed on the head of the holy bun, three on the left, three on the right, a total of six silver hairpins, all auspicious cloud patterns, flashing a wave of old silver light in the sun, waiting for instructions.

"Slave Jing'er, on the orders of the Prime Minister, serve Miss Luo." She bowed respectfully.

Rusuqin took a closer look, this Jing'er was only about three or four years younger than her, very young, childish, extremely weak, surrounded by the shadow of the wooden door, it was extremely difficult to see the figure.

At this time, Hu Yu's unhurried voice came from outside the door, "Miss Zhong, your residence is here." "The tone of the vocal cavity is no different from before.

"There's Mr. Rahu." The familiar voice of Jin Juan sounded.

Hearing that her voice had completely returned to normal, Russell couldn't help but be surprised.

She was so seriously injured, but now she has fully recovered, just because Ye Chuchu gave her a drop of immortal blood between her lips.

And the other injured sisters did not recover as quickly and so well as her.

When she thinks of Ye Chuchu, she always has a feeling of heartbeat.

Ye Chuchu's voice was tactful and listening, like winter snow singing green, clear waves coming ashore, more like ice and jade, sheep fat overflowing snow, it seems to be high and clean, and Qinghua is fair.

Her beauty cannot be overstated.

She takes orchid as her bones, ice as her god, snow as her skin, and jade as her body, like an iceberg and snow lotus, which is extremely holy and cannot be blasphemed. And she is not glamorous in color, but in vain with a pleasant fragrance, such as an orchid is quiet and noble, Ling Han is alone, and she shows a gorgeous appearance and pure appearance under the streamer.

Luo Suqin was also quite confident in her beauty, but after seeing Ye Chuchu, she knew that she couldn't compare with Ye Chuchu at all.

Perhaps, this is the difference between fairies and mortal women.

I heard that she has already arrived in Lin'an City, where will she be now?

I really want to see her again......

Jing'er stepped forward to help Rusuqin into the house, and sat down on a small stool with an ordinary style of vermilion lacquer yellow rosewood drawing hanging beams reflecting the moon, and beside him was a round table of yellow rosewood drawing Chang'e running to the moon and vermilion lacquer drawing gold, round and smooth.