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Window opening and closing. For the depth of field of the inner room, which is already full of haze, a ray of morning glow is sent into a bright and non-bright spot. It's clearly with some bright marks. But when he threw himself into the inner room, he was still in a trance, and everything in his eyes was in a trance, and he was even more gloomy and confused. Such a feeling. It's like a heavy cloud before a shower pressing overhead. It is very disturbing that the mind of the disturbed person is biased.

The beauty on the brocade couch turned over. Clasp your arms around your hands. Tighten the order. Curled up like a chrysalis in the quilt. It's a weak gesture. But the man on the couch was not weak. A delicate face, with a delicate face carved like a knife and an axe, the eyebrows are slightly gathered. Although it is a feminine woman's eyebrows. But there is a touch of fierceness in it.

She just felt a little cold.

In this dazed and confused harem with no end in sight, and no glimpse of the way forward. Cold. It seems to be the only feeling that can be easily perceived by the body's hair and skin.

Apart from. There is the presence of that person......

"Squeak.." The carved wooden door in the depths turns slowly. Bixi was thinking about it. Then I heard a sound of footsteps, and it was broken and washed. She softened. I know it's the person I have in mind. Here she comes.

Yuan Jing (take qingyin) slender green onion finger holding an octagonal delicate lamp. Shi Shiran walked over at the deep curtain. One foot and three hires, delicate and delicate. A peach blossom face that is more delicate than the beauty on the couch is hidden in the dark night. There was a faint whiteness.

That's how she walked all the way. Finally, stop in front of the Bixi couch. Raise your hand and poke the lantern forward. Hook up the delicate scarlet lips. Stretch out a plausible smile. Sonic is playful: "Yo. The county lord is cold. It's still a frightening dream." Although he respectfully called "county lord", Meiyu's expression was half respectful and humble. Entire. Full. It's all banter. Or even ridicule. And notorious contempt.

Bixi's heartstrings trembled. Rao is a heart that is tougher and harder than ordinary women. But it is always no match for Yuan Jing's most homeopathic banter. She sighed inwardly. He raised his hand to support the soft couch, and sat up with his knees hugged: "Sister." There was a hint of resentment in his soft eyes. Float towards Yuanqing." You're still. Won't forgive me." The sound is low. And at the end with a thin supplication.

Listening to Yuan Jing's heart is soft. In the end, I can't bear to hold what kind of sharp attitude to my sister: "Sleep." Enduring silence. She sighed deeply. With an indifferent look, he raised his hand and covered the corner of the quilt that slipped off Bixi's shoulder.

Outside the window at this time the wind shook violently. There was a "crackling" sound of falling rain, and the big thorns swept into the pinna. Once again, the bright sky was obscured by the raging wind and the flying dust. The entire Chu Palace was soaked in the shadow of death. The heavy dreak of hell opens, and the ghosts and ghosts gush from all directions from the invisible.

"Whoa.."

With a piercing sound that doesn't know where it started and where it came from, it rang out. The two sisters were suddenly frightened.

"Sister." Bixi blurted out in shock. hugged Yuan Qin, who also rushed towards him.

In the Chu Palace, this stormy and dim morning. The two sisters hugged each other in unison. Hug each other tightly. The temperature transmitted from both sides of the body is used as a charcoal fire to warm the heart.

At this time. It seems that there are all the no, thick and shallow grievances and grievances in between. It's all not that important anymore.

……

The uncle of the current Emperor of Chu, the vassal king of the auxiliary state. In the tragic war between the Great Chu and the Eastern Liao, 400,000 troops went into battle. But unfortunately he died on the battlefield with most of the soldiers.

This Chu Emperor felt his uncle's loyalty and martyrdom, and remembered his uncle's sincerity and sincerity in serving the country. Then he was posthumously awarded the title of "Loyalty, Righteousness, Virtue and Grace of the Great Vassal King", and in addition to the royal title, he was given the title of "Metropolitan Governor" and "Zhenguo Gong".

Meantime. Emperor Chu left his uncle in the world and lost his mother's only two daughters when he was a child. i.e. his two cousins. Bo Bi Xi and Bao Yuanqing were brought into the palace to live. and the sister Bixi of the concubine was officially crowned the county lord; And because my sister Yuanqing is the maidservant girl next to the princess and the princess for one night, she should not be the daughter of the concubine. It's fine if this identity is placed outside the palace. Since the fanfare is connected to the palace, I always feel that there is some disgrace. Therefore, he did not get the title of "county lord". Only let her serve by her sister's side as a female official.

This is also why Yuan Jing has a grudge against her sister who has always been kind, and she always sneers openly and secretly from time to time.

But Bixi has always felt guilty about her sister, her only relative in the cool world, and her dearest relative because of this incident. Even such guilt. She really shouldn't be burdened.

These two sisters have had a very good relationship since childhood. If it is a matter of the word. Bixi is really not affectionate to this half-sister.

It was in the palace of the vassal king. Yuan Jing has been ostracized since she was a child because of her humble background; In addition, the biological mother committed suicide after giving birth to her and pleaded guilty to the princess. Therefore, this has made her grow in the depths of her blood, and she has an undeserved burden of guilt. She's always had a hard time. It is also not less to suffer from white eyes and calculations. But her sister Bixi has always been by her sister's side. If anyone dares to bully his sister or disrespect his sister? She decided to make sure the bold man knew what the price was.

Because of Bixi's side, he has been protected again and again. Yuan Jing's days were just a little peaceful.

Yuan Jing has a beautiful face. Bixi, which is already a beauty embryo, can't be compared.

That's really a peach blossom powder noodle with spring dew. The peach blossom eyes in the middle that look like a phoenix and an apricot point the most wonderful autumn water. The straight, delicate and narrow jade-like wings. That little bit of sandalwood is full of temptation cinnabar mouths...... The snow-white tall jade neck echoes the moistness of the body that can be broken by blowing. The long clavicle that runs from the shoulder blades creates a rounded double-peaked chest. She walked with her feet to make smoke, and the willows helped the wind. Drag by drag involves the momentum of wanting to refuse and welcome, and seems to be resting. It's not kitsch. But the elegance and the splendor of the peach and plum melt into one. Just one glance at the past makes people gasp. The heart said that this is how to create nature, the magic of the earth-shattering axe, and the ability to create and forge such a fairy-like light and beautiful woman who is not even satisfied with the pure and snowy fairy.

Sigh and sigh. Such good people and good things are due to the difference between cloud and mud and the difference between heaven and earth. And he and his sister have formed two very different statuses.

Heaven always seems to be fair. He is giving a man abundant skin at the same time. Then he will wipe out something from the rest of the place. It is to maintain this balance; The price to be paid for this beauty. Is it too big? But it's fair in the end. It's still not fair.

Outside the window, thunder and cold rain are like a tide. The two sisters hugged each other for a while. A heart has gradually become peaceful.

Yuan Jing raised her hand and stroked her sister's slender back. The soft strings in my heart plucked: "Don't be afraid, not afraid. But. It's just a rain of the past." Yu Bo Qinrou.

Bixi is by no means a woman who is scared of thunder and rain. It was only the abruptness of the thunder that startled her. Later, he was greedy for a handful of warmth in the depths of his sister's arms, so he sank. Since entering the palace. She never seemed to be intimate with her sister again. Now this rare intimacy is even more precious.

She was right to Sister Yuanqing. The good ones are better than themselves. The whole person, the whole heart is on my sister. It seems that I live this life for my sister. It's like living for my sister. I don't know if it's in the previous life, maybe in the previous life. What kind of fate has been formed?

Fate is this thing." edge". It's never clear. It's always subtle......

"Hmm." Bixi's throat responded. A little bit out of Yuan Jing's arms. Raise your sleeve to wipe away a fine sweat from your forehead." Downs. As long as we sisters are together. There's nothing you can't get through." Seeing the change of mood between the faces of Yuanqing's jaw. Bixi's heart flashed with eagerness." Sister." She grabbed Yuan Jing's glass wrist. Slightly heavi, frowning. From now on, the only people in this house can rely on each other." The words are in a hurry." No matter what kind of love and hatred. We're all right to put it in one place, okay? Don't let those situations that are too quick to change and powerless to change hold back your steps forward. Tricked by impermanence by fate...... Sister." She suddenly leaned closer to Yuanqing. Called her again." Let's open our hearts and don't want to be so estranged again. I owe you ...... I will return it to my sister one day."

These words really don't need to be said by Bixi. How is this sister to herself. The human heart is made of flesh. How can Yuan Jing not understand and understand. But the current scenario. Listen to her say this at this juncture. Yuan Jingfu suddenly felt how undeserved she was.

Thousands of should nots, thousands of should nots. You shouldn't put that unreasonable mood, those resentment, and those resentments. It's all carried to my sister who has always been close to me and kind.

And now and in the future. It's really never the same again...... The turmoil in the harem is never weird. Their pair is not a royal family born on the side of the branches. This is the days to come. This one way. From the moment you embark on it with no choice. It is destined to be full of thorns.

She fixed on the sincere and painful face of her sister in front of her. I felt a dull pain and slight injury floating in my heart. A thought swirls and falls, taking root...... She admonished herself secretly. Everything I've done since then. It's all for the sake of my sister of the same blood. How. I can't let my sister get hurt too badly. Never.

Sisters have always been close. Even if there is a gap, you never need to worry too much about something. Yuan Jing stared at the eyelashes. Little by little, look at the sister in front of you. In the end, the cold wind through the hall and the cold rain whirring thinly. He nodded heavily.

The hot springs are blazing with fire. A tacit understanding. It was concluded long before the end of the world......