Where can Mu Yunyi take care of any etiquette and rules, she just wants to know what happened in the world outside the red veil that covers her eyes, why since she woke up this morning, everything around her has become strange, but what is even stranger is that only she feels abnormal, and the people around her have no doubts, which even makes her suspect that if she is not really trapped in a dream and can't wake up, it must be her own madness.

Unable to wait for a moment, Mu Yunyi stretched out his right hand and grabbed the corner of Xipa, and suddenly lifted it upward.

However, Xipa only half uncovered it, revealing Mu Yunyi's snow-white neck, and her hand was already tightly gripped.

Mu Yunyi was stunned, and what made her unable to move was not due to the strength of the other party, but the feeling of being held this time was completely different.

When she went up the long rank just now, it was indeed a little subtle at first, but she didn't think much about it because she decided that the other party was Su Yan.

However, at this moment, the touch of the two hands suddenly became a strong familiarity, and this cold and dry palm should clearly belong to the ......

At this moment, she was not only the desire to grasp the truth, but also a nameless anger ignited in her heart.

The next moment, she shook off the hand that was holding her fiercely and took a step back, revealing Xipa again, this time the action was resolute, but also a warning, not allowing the other party to stop at all.

When all the light reunited in front of him, Mu Yunyi saw the person standing in front of him, it was really not Su Yan.

He wore a gilded mask, and the only lip on his face was a smile.

"You ......"

Syllable! The hippa in his hand fell to the ground.

After she glanced at the main hall, in addition to the emperor, the crown prince and Sikong Shaoyang on the dragon chair, there were also two columns of people in official and palace clothes standing at the end of the hall, including Su Wan, Meng Li and Ziwei, and many unfamiliar faces......

She didn't have time to look at the expressions of those people, and her eyes were once again locked on the inky eyes behind the mask in front of her. Her right hand had even been raised involuntarily, to touch the mask and uncover the last layer of mystery.

Just as her fingertips almost touched the edge of the paper-thin mask, the other party grabbed her hand again, and this time, she was no longer able to break free, allowing her hand to be held tightly, not breaking free or resisting.

At this time, Donglin Xun on the dragon chair at the head of the hall smiled and said, "Prince Shu is in such a hurry to take off her hijab and see your husband's face?" ”

The man led Mu Yunyi to turn around and face the emperor, and said: "Returning to the Holy Lord, Yun Yi has gratitude in his heart, and he must thank the Holy Lord with his true face to be at ease." ”

When this familiar voice came out, Mu Yunyi's heart was excited, and he almost blurted out: Why you?

But she was silent, she didn't dare to speak easily, and she didn't even dare to "move" a finger, for fear that the person in front of her would disappear again if she was a little careless.

From the moment she opened her eyes this morning, she struggled to convince herself that the horrible, painful images were nothing more than dreams, and that everything that seemed absurd in front of her was real.

And now she has easily overturned everything - maybe she has really been taken to the Zhenguo Mansion, has gone to Wankong Mountain, and has gone with Mu Xiu......

If all this is the illusory appearance of the human experience after death, what is the difference?

The people around him and the emperor were still singing double reeds in a "harmonious atmosphere", and finally the emperor said loudly: "Since the ceremony has been completed, Prince Shu should go to the Taimiao with the princess to pay tribute to the ancestors and ancestors!" ”

"Obey the order!"

Mu Yunyi saluted stupidly, and then was led by the palm that gradually gained temperature, and turned around and walked outside the hall.

She didn't know what kind of expression she had stepped out of the Hui Palace, but she vaguely remembered that when she passed by Meng Li, his eyes were so relieved, and Su Wu, her soft eyes were full of tears and smiles.

When the two newlyweds left the Xuanhui Palace, there was suddenly a little noise in the quiet hall, but whether it was the prince or the guests who were allowed to enter the palace, everyone's eyes were happy and blessed.

Tanglin Xun stood up and looked at the backs of the two of them walking away hand in hand, got up and waved the wide sleeves of the dragon robe and said, "Everyone is also dispersed, go to Jiuhuatai and wait for the wedding banquet in the evening." ”

When the guests left the Xuanhui Palace, Gonggong Kang had the vision to lead the palace attendants out, and the hall returned to silence.

Donglin Xun's gaze became loose at this moment, but only for a moment, his face returned to the majesty of being the emperor of Dongzhao again, and then slowly turned his head, and whispered to the screen of the mountains and rivers against which the dragon chair rested.

"Come out."

……

After leaving the Xuanhui Palace, Mu Yunyi followed the man next to him through the square behind the palace and walked on the long street leading to the harem.

Along the way, Mu Yunyi's soul was not possessed, his mind was blank, he didn't dare to ask, he didn't dare to look back at him, he didn't dare to stop, and he didn't even dare to piece together the beginning and end of all this and the truth of all this, only repeating over and over again in his heart: "Is it you?" Is that you? ”

It wasn't until the people around her stopped, and she stopped to suddenly come back to her senses, her eyes regained their brightness and began to perceive everything around her, only to find that they were standing in front of a small flower garden at this time, and the palace people who followed behind them had long since disappeared

The small plaque on the arch of this flower garden has not yet been inscribed, but Mu Yunyi looked around and soon knew where the general location of this place was - the harem.

According to the emperor, the temple where they were supposed to worship and pray was in the east of the previous dynasty, and the two places were very far apart.

"This ......"

The man did not speak, and continued to take her hand into the arch and walk towards the garden.

From the faint aroma at first, to the increasingly strong floral fragrance, the two finally stopped in the center of the garden. The clusters of jade-pink camellia in this flower garden are blooming, and naturally, Mu Yunyi still has no intention of appreciating this dense beauty.

She struggled for a moment, and finally turned around and raised her eyes at him who was officially wearing a mask.

And he looked at her, or rather, his eyes never took his eyes off her, waiting for her to reveal the final truth.

The familiar eyes and breath clearly revealed everything, but Mu Yunyi didn't dare to speak, staring at those eyes through the mask like a frightened deer, she never knew that she would be so cowardly, she only felt as if she made a sound, everything in front of her would come to naught.

Finally, he took that step first: approached her and took her cold hand again.

At first, Mu Yunyi resisted dodging, but at this moment, he was so tough, guiding her cold hand to his face, and then holding her hand and slowly uncovering the gilded mask covering his face.

Facing the sunny afternoon, the warm golden light and shadow reflected on the emaciated and pale face, Mu Yunyi's fingertips swept his eyebrow bones, eye sockets, and the bridge of his nose until his lips dried up, but even if it was such a real touch, she still suspected that he in front of her was just a phantom, after all, this scene was a picture that would appear in a dream every night.

Until he spoke, the voice fell to his ears.

"Xiaoyi, I'm back."