The sleeve was gently pulled, and Yun Geci came back to his senses from his apprehension, and there was a lot of surprise in his eyes when he saw Yang Qingyin looking at him.

Only then did she realize the hideous hatred she had inadvertently revealed, and hurriedly restrained her emotions: "Under the largest acacia tree against the wall in the northeast corner, you dig deeper, and you can find a cloth-wrapped sandalwood box with a pipa inside, you go and get it." ”

Under the faint moonlight, Yang Qingyin looked at Feng Hongshu steadily.

The woman in front of her squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, her eyebrows were covered with a circle of cold moonlight, and her originally gentle face was a little more cold.

It seems that the edges and corners are sharp and weird.

She almost blurted out, "How do you know there's a lute there?" ”

It seems that the problem has returned to the beginning, she wants to know how Feng Hongshu knows that there is cold ice silk in the wish, and there is no answer to this question.

Yun Geci glanced sideways at Yang Qingyin, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said coldly: "You have too many questions. ”

Yang Qingyin was choked up by this tone, and he couldn't say the rest of his words again.

She looked around and made sure that no one was there, and then she quietly moved towards the largest acacia tree in the northeast corner of the courtyard according to Feng Hongshu's instructions.

When she got to the bottom of the tree, she turned back to look for Feng Hongshu, but found that the place where she was standing was empty, the moonlight was falling, the wind was gusting, and people didn't know where they went.

She felt cold inexplicably, and a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Tonight's Feng Hongshu made her feel weird.

Staying in this place for a while felt that her life was hanging by a thread, she squatted down and turned the soil with her bare hands, fortunately, it has been raining for the past few days, and it is quite easy to turn.

On the other side, taking advantage of Yang Qingyin's opportunity to find the pipa, she quietly sneaked into the backyard of the main hall.

Standing next to the plantain in front of the window, the dilapidated lattices of the past have been renovated, and through the tulle windows, the lights can be faintly seen.

This cold palace once cost her life, and it was in this hall that she endured inhumane torture and insults.

Every inch of the floor and every inch of light seeped into her four cracked lungs.

Now that she has revisited the old place, the bones on her body are full of pain inch by inch, and she is still vaguely on that day, she is like a lump of mud trampled under the feet of Xiao Lisheng and Xie Ronghua, not an inch, surrounded by more than a dozen obscene and hideous eunuchs.

The cups and cups are staggered and smiling, and it is Xiao Lisheng's cold and cruel face and Xie Ronghua's charming eyes.

Hatred, monstrous hatred surged in her body, and the pain in her heart made her gasp.

If she could, she wouldn't want to set foot in this place for the rest of her life.

It's not that she's not brave enough, it's the past, it's too heartbreaking.

However, more than five years after her death, Xiao Lisheng built a golden house in the place where her soul was broken, and raised the woman on the tip of his heart.

What does he mean by that? Why choose this place, who are the people inside?

She reached out and gently pushed the window, but she really pushed open a gap, she was stunned, and saw that her hand on the window was trembling slightly.

The tension of the secret being revealed, and the stimulation of hatred, always made her a little trance.

Looking through the small gaps, the interior of the hall is elegantly and warmly furnished, with layers of white light veils hanging softly in the dim lights.

The forged ivory bed was vaguely revealed behind the light veil, and a blue-black oil lamp was lit on the square table next to it.

At the front of the table sat a woman dressed in moon-white tulle, her back to the window, and Yun Geci could only glimpse the woman's thin shoulders and the forged hair scattered behind her like a waterfall.

Just a back is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

The time has passed, the palace has fallen into a deep sleep, there is no noise and noise, but the woman has not yet fallen asleep, holding the pen and writing something, the whole person is quietly immersed in the warm yellow lamplight, quiet and elegant and picturesque.

She knew that this woman was the person who was called "Ah Ci" by the emperor that night.

Her heart was beating silently, and she could barely refrain from jumping in to see the woman's face.

Just as his mind was restless, there was a creak, and the door of the dormitory opened.

A palace maid with a double bun walked in from outside the door, she carried a teapot, walked to the table, and refilled a cup of hot tea for the woman.

Then, he made another gesture to the woman.

The woman glanced up and shook her head slightly.

Yun Geci was confused by a series of actions of the pair of master and servant inside, they were gesturing and communicating?

Why didn't they speak?

All kinds of speculations passed through my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more frightening I became, and countless mysteries were stirred in my mind, and there was no way to have an answer.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over the plantain and hit the window lattice, she just flashed, and the hand holding the window lattice relaxed, and the slightly open window was made a sound by the yin wind.

Bang Dong –

Together, Yun Geci secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and he was about to lose his figure, and a clear voice immediately came: "What person?" ”

Yun Geci saw that it was the palace maid who spoke.

Her eyes were sharp, looking at the figure of Yun Geci reflected on the window screen.

Secretly annoyed, she was so careless, the woman just now was facing away from her, so she couldn't see the situation on the window.

And the palace maid was facing the window, and as soon as she heard the voice and looked over, she was immediately spotted.

Thankfully, they didn't know who she was, and it was too late to leave.

Raising his feet and about to leave, he was shocked to hear a series of noisy footsteps breaking through the dark night, hurrying from the front yard.

Yun Geci's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she could hear from the sound of neat footsteps, someone was coming, it was a team of guards.

It was still quiet here when she came just now, why did the guards suddenly come?

The veins of her body froze in the cool breeze, and her face hidden under the black veil turned pale, she remembered that Yang Qingyin was still in the front yard, at this moment, she should have been arrested, right?

When he landed, his heart suddenly turned to ashes.

She was stalked and calculated!

Who is it?

The increasingly rapid cold wind blew the propaganda away, and the two windows kept swaying gently, making a squeaking sound.

She stood outside the window, and the black figure appeared under the eyes of the palace maid in the hall.

"What do you want to do when you sneak away?" The palace maid spoke coldly, and also heard the footsteps from afar, and said with a somewhat ugly face: "Those guards are here to arrest you, right?" ”

What a foolishness, how can anyone come if they want to come?

The emperor's mind is this harem, no one can guess.

Yun Geci didn't speak, the current situation was too bad, with her ability, it was very difficult to retreat now, not to mention that there was also a Yang Qingyin.

Just when she was struggling to retreat, the woman in white sitting in front of the table slowly turned around and looked at Yun Geci.