The rain in the morning seemed to have been raining for a long, long time, and the momentum seemed to wash away the whole place and change it several times. The lonely air contains a trace of faint coldness, tearing at the streamer past, floating half a dream, a dream is also floating, horizontal and vertical are a big dream of the clear void, the boundary between dreams and dust never seems to be so clear!

In early summer and April, the surrounding climate has passed the thin coolness of March and the sullenness of less than May, which is the most suitable and fresh season in the four seasons of the year, and the flowers and grass are also blooming well according to the momentum.

Yuan Jing Tingting curled in the Chu Palace connected with the small scenery of the imperial garden between a palace road, this palace road is more than enough, after the rain was washed clear and clean a round of bright sun from the flow of thin clouds poked out of the head, poured a golden wave of light along the cloud shadow, the treetops mottled down, the sieve of the reflection of this trail reflected a layer of broken waves, but also inadvertently on the demon of the reflection of her daffodil in the pure glass stretch waist figure, it seems more enchanting and beautiful, unrestrained, fanfare wanton and arrogant!

A gust of wind passed, bringing up a tiny mist in the air that had not subsided after the rain, and the mist turned into a curling smoke, and followed Yuanqing's mottled peach blossom eyes.

One of the sons was as tall as jade and had a good demeanor, and a wrapped bright yellow robe betrayed his identity that he didn't want to hide - this should be the current Chu Emperor, Yuan Jing didn't take a serious look at it when he entered the palace that day, his cousin!

Her heartstrings tightened, and she subconsciously reacted extremely quickly, and she was busy hiding in the snow-white pear blossoms next to her! By this wind-stirred up pear blossom corolla, and the appropriate thickness of the pear blossom tree to cover the figure.

And a woman accompanied by Emperor Chu also has an excellent color, wearing a complicated style of palace dress, her black hair is thinly pulled into a flowing cloud bun, and she is affectionately holding the arm of Emperor Chu all the way, and there is talk and laughter and ambiguous expressions between the two Emperor Chu. I don't know which palace is the favored palace concubine.

As the distance between the two and Yuan Jing continued to close, she gradually saw the appearance of the two more clearly.

The young merry man has picturesque eyebrows, elegant posture and a hint of calmness, which should be two or three years older than Yuan Jing. And the Yiren who accompanied him, looking at his face, words and deeds, was about the same nineteen-year-old as Yuan Qin.

That Chu Huang was born with a warm, delicate, and resolute noodle plate, although he is a man, he is a beautiful man with peach blossom powder noodles! In particular, this pair of peach blossom eyes similar to Yuan Jing embedded under the thick black slightly raised eyebrows, born on such a man's face plate, is even more natural and appropriate, and the corners of the eyes are piled up with thousands of styles in his life.

Although the palace concubine beside her is beautiful, this beauty is undoubtedly the best in front of others, and it can be placed in front of Yuanqing...... If you don't have any water, you can't beat a quarter of it at most!

It's not that this palace concubine is ugly and faceless, it's really that Yuan Jing is too beautiful......

At this moment, the pear blossoms that made snow flying in the sky didn't know whether they sensed another gust of wind and flirted, or Yuan Jing's heart suddenly rose up like a tide of thoughts, so they complemented each other, and when the two of them walked over this tree like snow and swaggered pear blossom trees, the flying was more raging and more prosperous!

And Yuan Jing's heart was "banging, banging", and the wild beating of a fierce son was violently pressed, as if she was about to follow her throat and eyes to escape from the world!

Good, familiar feeling......

Her heart tugged, and when her wonderful eyes unconsciously followed the figure of the pair of jade people who were really a good couple and looked all the way to the past, and then looked at the past, this thought suddenly popped up in her heart and mind at the same time! Its intensity is no less than the inexplicable palpitations like a drum just now!

Just familiar...... Familiar with what, to whom, and why? Emperor Chu?

How is it possible, before entering the palace, she didn't seem to have any intersection with this nominal so-called cousin, even after entering the palace, she didn't really see it until now. Then this person, who has no reflection at all, can find a kind of life in him that she can't escape, can't hide, can't earn, can't let go...... Wait, wait, wait, entanglement, hard to extinguish, like swallowing charcoal into the heart, the feeling of scratching?

I can't understand it, I really can't understand it!

Yuan Jing frowned slightly, and after the two figures had already followed the overlapping scenes, gradually moving away and disappearing, she slowly moved her body out again. I summoned a little palace maid who happened to be here to play with flowers and plants, and I knew that the woman who was driving with the king and seemed to have a great friendship with the emperor was the favorite concubine of the emperor in the harem.

Don't leave, don't leave, don't just say goodbye......

This Yun Concubine Niangniang was one year older than Yuan Jing, and it was a good time for the budding flowers to bloom petals, stretch branches, and reveal fragrance, eighteen years old.

Great time......

Yuan Jing's heartstrings moved, and a sense of melancholy faintly touched her heart all the way to the past, at first she peeled off the cocoon, and then gradually became richer, and in the end, it turned into a rich and undissipated sad heart, with a little sour miserable Ai Ai blocked in the heart!

At the age of seventeen, this summer, after a light drizzle, the pear blossoms of one tree rose one after another, like snow. Bo Yuanqing took a picture in the air, separated the fog from the flowers, raised her red sleeves, Ye Yeran stretched out a small piece of crisp white soft wattle, poked out the fingertips of spring bamboo shoots and gently stroked her own world-class face.

In this moment of rebirth after a long time ago, the new life gradually became a moment, once again with its sudden calm momentum in the place that could not be seen and could not be contained, it began to take care of itself, take root in the soil, and grow deeply......

Are you unwilling? It doesn't seem to be much. So is it moving? This one...... It's a bit impossible.

A bag of disordered mood like a cicada, Yuan Jing's two willow eyebrows tossed and turned, and the entanglement is almost knotted! I suddenly felt that my head was aching!

That person, the man who suddenly broke into her sight and appeared domineeringly in her young and thin, bright and fresh life, was also inadvertently so inadvertently that he didn't even know about himself, just like domineering occupying her first taste of spring!

Since then, whether it is calamity or fate, resentment or resentment, he and her have concluded a new round of engraved eternity that has not yet been engraved on the infinite destiny chart of this life. Unless the body and soul are scattered in this life, it is better to have to suffer wantonly and suffer, and never open your hand to get the purity of this world that the party has always asked for!

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When Yuan Jing returned to the side hall where she was with her sister, her sister Bixi's people were not there.

She was puzzled, and asked the rough envoy who was waiting for the palace to know that Bixi was called away by Concubine Jing early in the morning.

As soon as she smelled this stubble, Yuan Jing's heart was shocked!

That Concubine Jing is a well-known trick in the palace, although she doesn't know the temperament of the women in the palace of Queen Chu, but she understands Concubine Jing!

Concubine Jing's father and the father of the two sisters have always been at odds, and before Concubine Jing entered the palace, she often asked them out in the childish name of looking for a playmate. She doesn't even have a heart!

Who knew that later, the Miss Yan family drafted into the palace and became a palace concubine, and an irreparable gap was opened between this identity and the two of them. Then the two sisters were very creative and were admitted to the palace by Emperor Chu, so now this Concubine Jing invited the county lord Bixi to go to the palace for a while, naturally the enemy was very red when they met!

The thought suddenly came to this, and Yuan Zheng was in a hurry! I didn't care about it for a while, so I hurriedly turned around and ran out of the side hall to the bedroom of Concubine Jing.

Yan Tianfei is only fifteen years old, but he was born with an impetuous heart, or maybe it is because of such a thin year that such an impetuous and turbulent soul is born? This is really impossible to analyze.

After Bixi saluted, she chose a place to sit down, facing Concubine Jing's majestic face, but Bixi raised her eyes and smiled before her: "Concubine Jing, no matter how I say it, I am also the emperor's cousin and the county lord of the imperial seal, so choosing a position and not inviting yourself to sit is not a big loss of etiquette, right?" She raised her eyebrows, and Shushu's expression was a little joking.

That Concubine Jing knew what kind of character Bixi was, but now Bixi's words made her powerless to refute for a while. Annoyed that after a short period of dark anger in his heart, he raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Naturally, it doesn't count." But he turned his eyes and mottled to a pot of February orchid by the window, "But this is not 'rude', but it is really 'disrespectful'." Without slowing down, he lowered his gaze to Bixi, "The palace is the lord in the end, and the county lord is the guest." The truth that the guest is as the host goes, the county lord doesn't understand? Where you are not invited, you are not invited to sit. Her words were fluttering, sometimes with contempt, and sometimes she seemed to be just a casual playful sentence without malice.

"Why didn't you invite the mother?" Bixi has never been a good talker and a good master to recognize Ma Wei, and a clear divine light in her eyes fluttered even more at this time, and she smiled on her lips, "Bixi came here at the invitation of Niangniang." This is obviously invited, but the mother has a bad memory and denies it? ”

Bixi's words are really unrelenting, just like her plain nature, she is upright and intimidating! Annoyed that Yan Tianfei on the throne then held a moderate heart, and the impetuous temper was still cold, so he suddenly flirted up!

Bixi always has a shallow smile, her expression is indifferent, her posture is modest and noble, and this posture makes Yan Tianfei feel more and more angry when she looks at her.