"It's been rushed, it's time to arrive." Mobao stared at the side door.

The eyebrows are outlined like distant mountains, the cheeks are like condensed hibiscus, the thin lips are dyed like Zhu Miao, a pair of crystal clear phoenix eyes like glass, the flow of the style is infinite, the turbulence is enchanting, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are all revealing the demagogic evil handsome and natural charm.

Qing'er was carefully dressed, Mo Zhuofeng's eyes were smiling, and a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes were very satisfied.

In front of the palace gate, King Jin got out of the car first, but insisted on helping Qing'er in person, sitting in a wheelchair, slightly clumsy, sweating on his forehead, and a honey-like smile on his face.

Qing'er raised her eyes and looked into the distance, the red walls and green tiles, the walls were towering, and the solemn palaces rose with brilliant golden roofs, which were lined up one after another, high and low, row upon row, and the golden glazed tile roofs were shining dazzling in the sun. In it, you can't distinguish the east-west direction, magnificent, magnificent, and enjoy all the prosperity of the world.

"What are you thinking?" Qing'er's dull eyes made King Jin's heart tighten, and he couldn't help but ask.

She whispered, more like talking to herself, "The high eaves of the city block all contact with the outside world, the gold and jade outside, the ruins in it, this palace that is high above, looking down on all beings, the dirt and complexity inside can be understood by a few people, and a few people can bear it." ”

Mo Zhuofeng's deep eyes were full of warmth, "You originally understood this, so you pretended to be ignorant before, and did not hesitate to misunderstand people and make a disguise. Qing'er didn't answer, and used her hand to pick up the hair that was blown off by the wind in her ear.

Life in the palace is not luxurious, today's emperor advocates frugality, although the queen is in charge of the harem, but also under the control of the queen mother everywhere, and even half of the women in the harem are all arranged by the queen mother. As the mother of the country, the queen should do her best for the royal family, not to complain, but she can't even reveal the bitterness of a little grievance.

It's the cold winter moon, and the imperial garden is depressed and deserted.

"It's the first time you enter the palace, you're not familiar with it, follow this king, be careful of getting lost."

Qing'er nodded, and Mobao pushed King Jin and crossed the small courtyards, which were all cages that locked women. Qing'er sighed lightly, how many women's good years have slid gently with the passage of time, the sun and the moon have changed, their faces have aged, and they understand that they are short-lived when they are dying, and men's hearts have finally lost their lives.

His mind was entangled by the scenery in this palace, and he did not notice the changes in front of him.

"Boom" a few sounds like ancient thunder, there was blood floating at the bottom of the eyes, fleeting, and the moist lips on the pale face were pursed into a thin line. A powerful shadow obscured her vision, and she looked sideways at the strange man with a stunned expression due to confusion, Wen Jun was restrained, bright and spoiled, and the charm of an adult male was invisibly like a net down, plucking her heartstrings. It was an indescribable warmth that made the eyes of this woman, who had never lost her position in front of outsiders, flash with surprise.

"Master, the stone in front of you has landed, and Princess Jin is safe." Qing'er retracted her gaze at this time, and noticed that one meter away, the gravel rolling from the sky was not much, but it was enough to kill her, her face was slightly red, hot, she took a few steps back, and bowed slightly, "Gongzi Xie saved me." ”

"The master of my family is General Shengyuan."

King Jin frowned, General Shengyuan is also a famous family, the general Boyan has a son on his knees, he has devoted himself to the martial arts since he was a child, and he became famous in a battle with the north three years ago, young and vigorous, the emperor is grateful to the old minister for his heartfelt protection of the lord, and the county lord who married the king of Shu was openly refused on the main hall, which was once a sensation.

"General Xie Shengyuan came to the rescue."

"It's okay, come on, clear the roadblocks ahead."

Domineering, without putting King Jin in his eyes at all, Mo Bao clenched the wheelchair with both hands, his white fingertips were deeply immersed in the flesh, a wry smile crossed the corner of Mo Zhuofeng's mouth, Qing'er shook her head, took out a silk handkerchief from her sleeve and came to Mo Zhuofeng's side, gently flicked the dust that fell into his knees, the white coat was clean and tidy again, turned around, and smiled on the top of his eyebrows, "My prince will let people clean up, don't bother the general, retire first." ”

Qing'er politely took Mobao's work and pushed the wheelchair forward, "Why do you want to help me?" "The little woman refused to be thousands of miles away, and King Jin was in a good mood.

"Aren't you going to make a show? I cooperate, should the prince pay some money. She glanced playfully at him, and the two looked at each other, her shy appearance imprinted on everyone's eyelids.

Mo Zhuofeng pursed his lips and smiled, Mo Bao was dazzled for a moment, and he couldn't believe it, the prince's heartfelt smile had not been seen for many years.

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, General Shengyuan stroked the mask on his face, and he couldn't see any emotion.

The banquet was extravagant, a stark contrast to the bleakness of the journey.

Qing'er helped King Jin move from the wheelchair to the seat, a thin layer of sweat oozed from her palms, the cool silk brocade was attached to her skin, Mo Zhuofeng gently helped her wipe it, looking up, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, beautiful but not glamorous, delicate but not crazy.

"Is this king good-looking?" Mo Zhuofeng raised the corners of his mouth arrogantly, and a smile spread across his heart. Stretched out his hand to put a silk scarf on her face, for some reason, he suddenly didn't want anyone to see his woman, this kind of cognition, made him pause, that is, he was relieved for a second.

It happened to be imprinted into the eyes of King Li, who was striding over, and a faint anger slid across his chest, and Murong Yan'er followed behind, naturally noticing the ambiguous interaction between the two, "I don't know shame." ”

"The love between young couples is deep, and the fifth brother and sister are so jealous, fifth brother, you have to reflect." The fluttering words poured into his ears, and the prince's tall body passed over the two.

"Lady, the royal brother is going to complain about the fourth sister-in-law, we carried the sedan chair by mistake but fulfilled two pairs of beautiful people, but the imperial brother is still alone." King Li's gloomy and cold tone sounded, and the scales that slipped between his teeth and those who didn't know thought that he really cared about her. will deliberately make a fork that night.

"Yan'er has seen the prince." His eyes were full of affection, the corners of the prince's mouth were full of mockery, King Li clenched his fists, and he couldn't wait to beat this unknown woman to death with one punch, and he dared to peep at the prince's face in front of everyone's eyes.

Reaching out to wrap his hand around her waist, "Brother Huang, my father is waiting for you." ”

The prince moved forward, and when he arrived at the table of King Jin, he paused almost unnoticed, and his movements were very light, and the people who were immersed in the joyful atmosphere did not notice.

"Be careful of burning." The heat rising from the teacup made the surrounding cold disappear a lot. The moment King Jin enclosed Qing'er's little hand, there was a warm touch in the palm of his hand, with a strong warmth, like a piece of warm jade, which instantly fused the cool air on his body. Qing'er's hand involuntarily shrank, but he grabbed it hard.