Wu Qingyang saw the queen's humor for the first time, but was ridiculed, and had to glare at the smiling guards behind him.

"Hehehe......"

Ling Yuexi no longer looked at the dance lightly, there was still a smile on her face, and even her eyes were dyed with a brightness.

Wu Qingyang was stunned for a few seconds, and his steps were a step slower.

"Mother's ......"

Wu Qingyang suddenly felt that he was guarding the queen like this, looking at her happy smile, his heart was also satisfied!

Under the tens of thousands of silk threads not far away, the navy blue figure standing adds a poignancy to the mist of smoke and rain. He had been looking at the golden phoenix and gradually lost the rain curtain, turned around suddenly, strode into the rain curtain, and the cold rain fell on him, dripping heavily, with the same proud determination as he was.

A shaded garden in the Regent's Palace.

In the pavilion with the curtain fluttering, the beautiful sound of the piano floats out, and the sound of the rain ticking on the glazed tiles plays a touching song. It seems to be a girl's quiet heart, with endless frustration, mixed with strong lovesickness.

"Girl, go back! You've been stroking the piano all morning, how can this body stand it! ”

The maid on the side spoke with a touch of distress and dissuaded.

The woman who stroked the qin was dressed in a long dress as clear as smoke and rain, and only a delicate jasmine was inserted in her bun, but she was more delicate than the flowers. The smoky eyebrows are swiped, the charming eyes that look forward to the circulation, the smooth and plump goose egg face, and the cherry mouth is as beautiful as a phoenix. She smiled slightly, her jade hand gently stroked the strings, her eyes were confused, and she said to herself: "I still remember that year, when I first met the prince, it was in this hazy smoke and rain." He wore a purple costume for a lifetime, 3,000 hairs like ink, and his hands, which terrified the enemy on the battlefield, fluttered on the strings. At that moment, I did not hesitate to jump into the icy lake under the moonlight, just to get his attention. When I swallowed the water, my heart was joyful, and finally, I could love a man and leave this world......"

"You've got your wish!"

The tall figure soaked in the rain appeared coldly in the gazebo with a mocking voice.

The maid beside the woman stepped aside and immediately knelt down to say goodbye.

The woman was surprised at first, then Ying Ying leaned over, and after receiving the reply, she smiled at the visitor, got up and picked up the hot pot on the table next to her, made a cup of tea, and gave it to him, chuckling: "Yes! Maybe it was God who took pity on me, a lover, and finally made the prince feel like a silhouette. The woman paused, stared deeply at the visitor, and said slowly: "Xiang'er just loves the prince, and she just wants to work hard to be with the prince!" ”

The person who came was Xiao Mojue, he suddenly hugged the woman's soft waist, stared at her blurred eyes, but seemed to see another beautiful face, and said firmly: "If I love someone, whether he loves me or not, whether I am married or not, I will try to be with him and try to get his love!" ’

"Lord Wang, your clothes are wet, let Xiang'er wait for you to change your clothes!"

Shui Xiangyi took Xiao Mojue's cold palm.

"Good!"

Xiao Mojue's voice replied loudly, as if he was talking to himself.

Shui Xiangyi's hands are very warm, perhaps, with this warmth, he should leave.

Outside the pavilion, Xiao Mojue opened the umbrella.

The maid Begonia followed the two from a distance, not only sighing.

The water girl has been in the house for three years, and she has always been this tranquil appearance, not arguing, not making trouble, living alone in this world quietly, and never stepping out of the way. In the past, the prince was also diligent, even if he didn't stay overnight, he would listen to the sound of the girl's piano, but in the past few months, the prince has never been seen coming. When she went to the kitchen, she secretly inquired about the palace with the girl behind her back, and she didn't hear any women entering the palace. Today, I want to persuade the girl to go out for a walk, maybe the prince has forgotten about this courtyard.

Girl, you're getting through it!

Shui Xiangyi's boudoir is elegantly furnished, revealing a scent of ink, which is more refreshing than those boudoirs filled with the smell of rouge.

"The king doesn't remember any clothes left here."

Xiao Mojue looked at the purple brocade robe, and said in a snow-white and soft cloth.

Shui Xiangyi smiled slightly, unbuttoned Xiao Mojue's black python robe, and replied implicitly: "Xiang'er has nothing to do, I tried to make a set of clothes, but I don't know if it fits." ”

When Xiao Mojue heard this, his heart also moved, but there was no longer a throbbing feeling.

Ling Yuexi, that little witch, from the first time they met, they had deeply engraved a mark in his heart.

"Ahh Lord, your wound ......"

Shui Xiangyi exclaimed, her eyes were immediately soaked with tears, and her fingertips gently stroked the hideous arrow wound. The flesh around the wound had turned red and showed signs of decay due to the rainwater.

Following Shui Xiangyi's gaze, Xiao Mojue forgot to glance sideways. With Xiao Moli's medicine, this arrow wound can be completely healed......

"Lord Wang, Xiang'er will bandage you."

Shui Xiangyi blew in distress and turned around to get some gauze.

"No problem. It's just a physical injury, it's nothing. ”

Xiao Mojue said indifferently.

'Xiao Mojue, if it's really a wolf's ambition, this palace is almost confused by you! ’

Her cool eyes, as well as the heart that she never trusted, are more unforgettable than the wounds. Only this scapula, which hurts every rainy day, can temporarily awaken his misty heart.

Some people are hard to come by.

If life is only as first seen, he and she will not even have the first time to go back.

"Lord Wang, Xiang'er personally cooks for you, okay?"

Shui Xiangyi tied up her clothes and asked, tilting her head.

She has always been like this, in those autumn eyes, there is only his shadow, not mixed with any other feelings.

"Shui Xiangyi, if this king doesn't have this title, are you willing to share weal and woe with this king?"

Belch?

Shui Xiangyi's eyes suddenly lit up, and her heart burst into ecstasy.

"Lord Wang, what Xiang'er likes is your person, as long as you are with the prince, even if you don't have brocade clothes and food, even if you want Xiang'er to serve three meals a day, you will be satisfied!"

"This king, I will invite the saint to disarm and return to the field."

Xiao Mojue's tone became more and more indifferent, like the cold sound of rain outside the window.

"Lord Wang!"

Nuan Nuan said a word, snuggled up to Xiao Mojue's chest, joy turned into tears, she waited for this day, and she forgot the time.

The rain outside the window is delicate. As if worried about me, he whispered a sad voice.

Fengqi Palace, a vacant room, Ling Yuexi stroked the second lady who seemed to be asleep in the ice coffin, and burst into tears. She was a gentle and beautiful woman, with a hideous scar on her fair and delicate face, like a dozen worms burrowing into the surface of her skin.

"Yu Niangniang, King Jing is here!"

Yu Dai said outside the door.

Stopping her grief, Ling Yuexi put away her emotions and replied to Yudai to let King Jing in.