In the middle of the night, the slender fingers gently lifted the curtain, and the dark purple eyes hung down softly like amber, falling on the little man who was stained with a touch of blood, soft and charming to the bone.

Thin lips are lightly pursed.

Wei Chi Ye stared at the girl who had not been masked for two whole years but had always been involved in his heart, and his fingertips seemed to have her fragrance and taste in an instant, he narrowed his charming purple eyes, his long fingers were softly tightened, and the curtain fell.

Got you. Dot.

His thin lips opened lightly, and he quietly spit out two words that were slightly apprehensive but contented: "...... Backhaul. ”

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Chu.

Harem, chaos.

When she went down, she really stepped on a piece of warm spring light, just like the body temperature of the little man who was coquettish under her, and like the broken crystal in her clear eyes when she smiled.

The faint anxiety in my heart was completely implemented after the little eunuch who ran all the way said a few words.

It was one of his lesser-known henchmen.

Chu Yeqi's color changed suddenly.

Several surrounding ministers were still discussing the sudden dismissal of Jing State's annual tribute to Chu State and the exchange of envoys, but they felt abrupt. Jing and Chu have always been good friends, and two years ago, King Jing even went to Chu to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in person.

Chu Yeqi's big palm was already clenched fiercely in the cuffs, forming a fist.

“…… Chenshi? His thin lips were white, his deep eyes drooped, and he asked lightly.

The little eunuch was wet with sweat and knelt down tremblingly: "Yes." ”

"She's alone?"

"Yes."

"Following her?"

"Yes! …… The emperor personally instructed that the slaves did not dare to slack off! ”

Chu Ye's thin lips did not regain much blood, but became more and more pale, like thin paper, sharp enough to see blood when he opened his mouth.

The black brocade robe spread a majestic and huge aura on the huge Huarong Road, which shocked everyone and made everyone sweat and remain silent, and even the ministers who were discussing were shocked for a moment and suddenly knelt on the ground, and no one dared to say a word.

The emperor was shocked.

He wasn't in a trance, and he wasn't unaware of what was going on around him.

What's more, he has always put that touch of softness and coquettishness on the tip of his heart, and he can feel it in the wind and grass. Even if she was provoked by her initiative to tremble and couldn't control herself, even if she exhausted her mental strength and forcibly had fun all night, even if she was imprisoned in her arms an hour ago and felt her sweaty delicate and naïve......

He will not forget Jì, her change and abnormality at all.

That's his Xi'er.

His only Xi'er.

Bright rays of sunlight poured across the ground and onto his black boots.

After a long period of cold condensation, Chu Yeqian turned his back on his hand, raised his steps on the way he came, and went all the way back to the hall.

The huge Dawn Hall is cold and silent.

When Chu Ye came, the palace slaves and maids in the outer room of the hall had already knelt on the ground in unison, and suddenly there was silence, Shu Lan knelt on the ground with a thin sweat on his forehead, and his ten fingers were covered with blood.

The black boots slowly stepped in.

The incense in the hall is overflowing.

It's the same as when you came.

It seemed that it had only been half an hour, and this luxurious hall seemed to be much colder, so quiet that you could hear the slightest sound, and see the mist shining with a warm and soft light, and the dust slowly rising inside. Chu Yeqi paced slowly and stopped next to Shu Lan.

Shulan stiffened.

A small face was extremely pale, she touched her forehead to the ground and trembled and turned to Chu Yeqi's position, and without waiting for her to ask, she said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "I have found ......"

"Slaves and maids are ...... Looked for ......."

It's not just the Hall of Dawn.

Even the Xuanchen Hall of His Royal Highness the Prince, and even the Chonghua Hall where the Twelve Princesses and Concubine Ying once lived, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion where she often goes, and the Bihu Pond in the Imperial Garden...... I found them all. Shu Lan only thought that she didn't see her master go out in a trance for a while, but didn't the palace people in this hall see it either? She is such a living person, how can she not see !!

His forehead touched the ground, dusty but cold to the bone, Shu Lan's shoulders trembled and continued: "The master probably ran out for fun...... The slave maid has already told the leader of the forbidden army that anyone who sees an unknown figure in the palace will bring it back to the emperor, and the slave and maid think that the master will definitely come back......"

"But if the master really can't come back...... Slaves...... Please die ......"

The Protector is powerless. She deserves to be beheaded.

But the whole mind is full of the little man's crystal clear, intelligent and well-behaved appearance, and he actually feels that death is no longer so terrible, as long as he can find her, as long as he can hear her make a little noise, even if he is half dead. That's all good.

Chu Ye's thin white lips pursed lightly, and he stood for a long time in the quiet and silent hall, holding his hands behind his back and letting the morning light pull the figure long and lonely, without making a sound.

After a while, he suddenly asked in a slow voice.

"What is she wearing today?"

Shulan was shocked!

She thought in a trance that she had misheard, her white fingers trembled even more on the ground, her voice choked for a while, and she said angrily: "The master is wearing it...... Pear Blossom Robe ......"

Pear flower robe.

The cuffs are trimmed with gold thread, and the hem has a tassel of silk thread with a bright yellow stamen, which matches her complexion very well. In fact, she wears any color to look good and tight, but she prefers white, pear blossom white, crescent moon white, milky white...... The appearance of the dust is lovely.

The breath is still there.

It's just that the warmth in the palm of the hand is missing. Nothing more.

Chu Yeqian could imagine that, the paleness on his thin lips faded a little, he waved his sleeves and walked slowly towards the inner room, and asked in a dumb voice as he walked, "Have you ever complained...... I hurt her last night......"

Shu Lan was still frightened, and when he heard the sound of the black boots walking towards the inner room behind him, he couldn't help but get up from the horror in a hurry, and replied in a panic with a blushing face while responding to the question he asked...... The master never complained about ......"

"Squeak" The door slammed, and the fragrant and warm smell poured out.

The curtain is silent.

The basin of water that was brought to wash her face was still steaming faintly, and the rouge and lip blush that she didn't like to apply were still on the side.

Chu Ye's cold eyes slowly froze at the dragon couch, his ink-colored pupils flashed with a suffocating pain, his thin lips opened lightly, and he said in a dumb voice: "...... Let's get out. ”

Shu Lan was still shocked, but she was kindly pulled by the little palace maid behind her, reacted, hurriedly withdrew, and quietly closed the door of the inner room.

In the warm inner room, there is only one figure left in the night.

The brocade on the dragon couch was messy, and there was still a strong atmosphere of love and ambiguity.

Chu Ye's thin white lips pursed tightly and walked towards the dragon couch, and the cuffs of the black brocade robe waved behind his back...... It seems that she can still see her ink-colored three thousand green silk wrapped in a brocade quilt, and at this moment, the warmth has long been dissipated.

He was in a trance, wanting to gently lean over and hug her to get a little warmth for her, but he slowly paused while holding on to the bed frame, and saw that the soft and luxurious brocade quilt was empty, and there was only a trace of breath left in the trance. Thin lips are white.

The fragrance of flowers, or the smell of the body, he didn't know.

I just know ...... It must be her.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet yesterday, he listened to the report of his subordinates, saying that the queen mother and the crown princess were trapped in the side hall for some reason, and when they returned, the siege had been lifted.

But he knew that it was strange at this time, although Xi'er and the queen were sisters, they had never been in harmony, why were they trapped in the side hall with her for some reason? He sent someone to ask Shu Lan inconspicuously, but Shu Lan said that the little master said that he saw a ghost flashing above the side hall that day, so he ran over without hesitation.

…… Ghosts.

It's strange if there are ghosts.

She is afraid of the dark, and she doesn't like to turn off the lights at night, unless he is petted and hugged, promising to hold her all night and not letting go, she allows the little eunuch who keeps vigil to blow out the palace lights. But Rao is like this, but she still doesn't believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.

If there is a ghost, it must be a ghost that dwells in the heart of man.

When the banquet was over that day, he wanted to call someone to investigate the matter thoroughly, but he didn't want that night, she was unprecedented, and her enthusiasm was like fire.

It's only the second day.

The palace people came with news that Master Xi was gone.

He Chu Yeqian had already expected and deployed, and he knew that if she was forced to say goodbye like this, it would not be for herself. Either because of the delay in the border war, or because of the late disappearance and still missing. The things that can make her worry and forget about life and death are none other than these two.

He knows her character.

Indeed, if you can follow her, perhaps, you can know the reason why the barbarians in the border war are entangled, and perhaps, you can understand the reason why Jing Guo suddenly stopped paying tribute. So he followed, by, and thought that she might disappear in a trance, but because of family and state affairs, he indulged it once.

She may have hesitated when she left, but in the end she turned around without hesitation and left his world step by step.

…… Xi'er.

Chu Ye's thin lips were white, and he leaned down slightly to chant softly in his heart, and then every word was pulling at the severely painful chest, and every word was heartburning.

You can, how can you give it.