She had a smile of unknown meaning on her face, and a pair of deep eyes that looked even more incompatible, Wan Hui couldn't understand what she meant, so she had to respond respectfully, urging the attendant who carried the sedan chair to hurry up.

The place where Concubine Yu Jing lived was really some distance away from the harem concubines, and the attendants carrying the sedan chair on both sides of Ouyang Zhen were so tired that they were sweating.

After a meal, Ouyang Zhen saw the corner of the black eaves under the shade of tall pine trees.

The green ones are pine leaves, the white ones are snow, and the black ones are ordinary tiles. Ouyang Zhen couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that under the cover of the mountains, the small house was more like an ordinary residence. Look at the stone paved mountain roads that zigzag upwards,

She lowered her shoulders and helped Wan Hui to go up. Wan Hui hurriedly said: "Niangniang's body is not yet complete, how can I come down and walk?" ”

Ouyang Zhen smiled slightly, looked at the panting attendant, and said, "It's not easy to lift it, tell them to rest." Besides, the palace walked up in person, so it seemed sincere. ”

Wan Hui had no choice but to help her up, Ouyang Zhen walked up step by step, but her body was too empty, and she had to rest for a while after walking a few steps, but fortunately, there were only a few hundred steps on this step, and she finally reached the top.

The field of vision suddenly widened, and I saw a courtyard facing thousands of pine forests, and the cold wind still carried the fragrance of the mountain forest. As soon as Ouyang Zhen saw it, he immediately liked this house that was shrunk in the middle of the mountainside.

The courtyard in front of the house faces the mountains, and the house lives against the mountain, small and elegant. Ouyang Zhen, Wan Hui and other palace people stood in front of the court and straightened their clothes, and then ordered the palace maid to lock the door.

Ouyang Zhen said to Wan Hui: "Has my aunt ever posted?" Wan Hui nodded: "Don't worry, Niangniang, you won't disturb the concubine's retreat so rashly." ”

Ouyang Zhen nodded, the door opened, and a palace maid came out, looked at it and said with a smile: "It turns out that the distinguished guest is here, and the slave maid will go in and say hello." ”

So saying, he went straight in and left them to dry. Although Ouyang Zhen was extremely tired, he was not annoyed.

After a while, the palace maid came out and said with a smile: "Come in, my concubine is drinking tea, it's really time for the best 'Cloud Pine Mist' Niangniang to come." ”

Ouyang Zhen smiled at her and helped Wan Hui's hand in.

The house looks small, but inside it is very spacious, winding and winding, but you can also see a lot of elegant gardens, but the decoration on all sides is very ordinary.

When I arrived at a small pavilion, I saw a graceful and kind old woman sitting on the table, and in front of her was an old tea case. But her eyes are as gentle as the spring water of March, and just one glance makes people feel that the water is flowing by, which is very comfortable and quiet.

Ouyang Zhen raised her eyebrows and stepped forward to greet her, and the old woman smiled slightly: "Sure enough, she is a Rou Jieyu under the pampering, born with good looks and good temperament." ”

Most of her complexion has been lost due to injuries, and her temperament is only the first time, let alone impossible to talk about.

Ouyang Zhen was a little surprised by her good evaluation, and smiled slightly: "The concubine is wrongly praised, and the concubine is really ashamed." ”

Concubine Yu Jing smiled and pointed to the futon in front of her: "Sit down, look at your appearance, you are recovering from a serious illness." It's hard for you to still walk. ”

Ouyang Zhen looked at his embroidered shoes that had been soiled by mud and snow, and then he suddenly realized. She could see at a glance that she was coming up the mountain path.

Knowing that he had come respectfully, he did not hesitate to praise him.

Ouyang Zhen took off his embroidered shoes, went to the water pavilion, and said with a smile: "The concubine is described as haggard, but the concubine laughs at it." ”

Concubine Yu Jing put the small purple sand teacup in front of her, and a light blue was quietly in the teacup, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Ouyang Zhen took it and tasted it slowly, only to feel that the fragrance of the tea was light and lingering, and it was as ethereal as a fog and difficult to find. Concubine Yu Jing saw that her complexion was reduced but she still couldn't reduce her dusty appearance, she sighed slightly in her heart and said with a smile: "How dare the mourning family laugh at you, if the mourning family was in your position, they might have died a long time ago." ”

Ouyang Zhen raised his eyes and glanced at her, collected the look in his eyes, and said with a light smile: "If the concubine is a concubine, that stick will not fall on the concubine." ”

When Concubine Yu Jing heard this, she was stunned for a moment before she chuckled happily. No matter how arrogant and domineering the former queen who plotted to die was in rebellion, she didn't dare to touch the people of the family, but Concubine Yu Jing still sat firmly at the head of the four concubines, and the situation of the virtuous concubine who became a monk in the "Jingyun Nunnery" was hundreds of times better.

Concubine Yu Jing looked at the person in front of her, and the appreciation in her heart couldn't help but come out, and she was very lonely after living in isolation for a long time.

She sighed faintly: "The mourning family likes you very much, and now I understand why that kid is also ...... Like you. ”

Ouyang Zhen's hand shook, and the hot tea splashed on his body, and little by little the tea fell on the fox hair, and it disappeared in an instant.

She looked at the palace maid below, straightened her complexion, bowed slightly, and said, "The concubine must not speak like this." The concubine knew why the concubine was punished this time, and then said that the concubine deserved to die for her own crime. ”

Concubine Yu Jing didn't care much, and retreated left and right, and then turned her head to look at her, and a trace of stability flashed in her gentle eyes: "Rou Jieyu must not be presumptuous, you are peerless, and it is very natural for someone to admire." Why take this sin upon yourself? ”

Ouyang Zhen relieved his heart at this time: "Concubine Xie instructs." ”

Concubine Yu Jing looked at her, took back the teacup she had spilled, and poured another cup and put it in front of her: "Rou Jieyu didn't come here today just to see me, a lonely old woman in her last years. Let's talk about what you mean. ”

She is graceful, generous, and her every move is everyone's demeanor. Ouyang Zhen's heart moved, but the thoughts that he had calculated for a few days disappeared without a trace at this moment, as if he couldn't bear to put his little thoughts in front of her, polluting the last pure land in this Fang Chu Palace.

She hesitated for a moment before she said softly: "The concubine heard that the concubine is well versed in Buddhism, and wants to ask for a ...... or two."

Before she finished speaking, a man's voice was underneath, with a slight ecstasy and worry, and called: "Auntie......"