Mo Yu walked closely behind Situ Yue, she had been in this palace for more than ten days, and she had never had a chance to take a good look.

Palace? In ancient times, the solemn and splendid palace, the place where people eat people and never spit out bones, the hell where women intrigue, and the battlefield where men struggle for power.

Ink rain walks on the legendary gold bricks, which are essentially hard and delicate green bricks with a hard and delicate texture, and the sound of knocking is as sonorous as metal.

She looked around with a pair of beautiful eyes, and suddenly remembered Du Mu's "A Fang Gong Fu".

Five steps on the first floor, ten steps on the first floor; The corridor waist is back, and the eaves teeth are pecked high; Each hugs the terrain and fights with each other. Coiled, embarrassed, beehive water vortex, I don't know how many tens of millions of them fall. Long bridge lying on the waves, Weiyun He Long? The road is empty, and it is not a rainbow? High and low are confused, and they don't know the West and the East. The song platform is warm, and the spring is melting; The dance hall is cold-sleeved, and the wind and rain are miserable. Within a day, between the houses, and the climate is uneven.

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star screen, makeup mirror also; The green clouds are disturbed, and the comb is also small; Weiliu is greasy, and fat water is also discarded; The smoke is slanting and the fog is horizontal, and the pepper orchid is also burned. The thunder was shocked, and the palace car passed by; I listened to it from afar, but I didn't know what it was. One muscle and one appearance, extremely beautiful, standing far-sighted, and looking at luck. There are those who are not seen, thirty-six years.

Perhaps, this poem is the best description of the imperial palace.

The palace, how many people want to come in, and how many people want to go out?

I don't remember where I saw the sentence: Life is sometimes like a labyrinth, people on the outside want to get in, and people on the inside want to get out. We spent the first half of our lives looking for the entrance, and the second half of our lives looking for the exit.

How many people are truly happy in this resplendent cage?

The throne, fighting for a lifetime, how many people who get the throne are happy?

Mo Yu was full of emotion, she stared at the man in front of her who was dressed in an ink-colored robe and walked gracefully, and her thoughts became complicated.

Situ Yue, his life was destined from the moment he was born.

Under this bright aura, he must have to endure a lot of things.

Even if he is just a prince in the future, or even a down-and-out prince who has nothing, he is a prince after all, and his road cannot be too smooth.

Unless, the supreme person of this palace is the one who can allow him to exist well. How likely is this?

"Situ Yue, if you get involved in the competition one day, as long as you don't give up, I will live and die with you." Mo Yu looked at Situ Yue's charming back and secretly promised.

When the two came to the palace gate, the other eunuchs and maids who had left the palace had already registered their information at the palace gate.

Mo Yu looked at Situ Yue a little nervously, Situ Yue gave her a reassuring look, and walked out of the palace gate directly in front of her expressionlessly.

Mo Yu calmed his nervous mood, and the little hand in the sleeve was held tightly.

When she lined up to get to the door, the registered guards saw that she was wearing a veil. I deliberately looked at it, and the waist card on her waist was Zhou Jing, the maid of the concubine of the beautiful palace.

The guard couldn't help but snicker, thinking that this servant girl was also a tragedy. I heard that she is allergic to pollen, rouge and gouache, and often has red rashes on her face, which will not disappear in a few days, and those red rashes are still big.

Because Zhou Jing often went out of the palace to buy things, the guards were bored and gave her a nickname, called the Red Monster. This guard is new here, and he hasn't seen Zhou Jing himself, but he's only heard about it from other guards.

"Ahem, you took off the veil and see if it's me?" The guards looked curious about how ugly the red monsters were.

Mo Yu coughed a few times, pretending to be sick, "Brother guard, I have some discomfort in my throat, plus I have a red rash on my face. You see, can you ......"

"No, everybody's going to have to check, take off the veil. After a while, are you still afraid that you will be blown away by the wind? "The guards don't give any room for negotiation, with a stinky expression that you have to pick it up, and you have to pick it if you don't pick it.

Mo Yu thought secretly, fortunately Situ Yue had prepared a mask, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to get out of the palace.

She slowly took off the veil with her thin fingers, only to see that the guard looked like a ghost, and hurriedly waved her hand to hurry up.

Mo Yu put the veil on and snickered under the veil. I still want to see it, disgusting doesn't kill you.

"No wonder it's called a red monster, it's really not ordinary ugly, it scares me to death." The guard muttered in dismay. The other guards couldn't help but snicker, sure enough, too much curiosity was not a good thing.

Except for the new guards, the old guards never checked Zhou Jing's face when they saw her waist card, because they were afraid of nightmares at night.

After leaving the palace so smoothly, Mo Yu's nervous mood instantly became relaxed. She winked at Situ Yue, who was not far away, and Situ Yue glanced at her and quickly sat in the carriage.

Mo Yu followed the other palace maids and eunuchs to walk behind the carriage, everyone was very quiet, each going their own way, ignoring each other.

In addition, Zhou Jing was originally a person with an ugly face, and she had no friends, and no one would pay much attention to her. This also brought convenience to Mo Yu, so it was best for no one to pay attention to it.

Soon a large group of people came to the crowded street, and the eunuch who took the lead gave instructions on the place of the meeting, and asked them to go and buy what they needed.

A large group of people dispersed like this, busy one by one.

Mo Yu saw Situ Yue walk into a medium-sized clothing shop called Jingyi Fang alone, and carefully saw that there were no other palace people around near the store.

She hurried into the shop, and looked around at a beautifully decorated shop, neatly arranged with fabrics of various colors, and hung twelve finely made clothes.

Especially the sky blue dress in the middle. The hem of the skirt is a scale embroidered with thin blue thread, which is glittering, a bit like a mermaid's tail.

Except for a shopkeeper in his forties who looked amiable, there was no one around. Mo Yu took a closer look, and a wooden sign on the side vigorously wrote four big words on it: Suspension of business.

From the time Mo Yu came in, the shopkeeper had been paying attention to her gaze. Seeing her look at the sky blue dress, she nodded slightly. The dress was the treasure of his shop, and this woman really had an eye.

"Girl, the person you are looking for is in the inner room, please come with me."

The boss looked respectful, completely ignoring Mo Yu's maidservant dress, as if standing in front of him was a young lady from a famous family.

The shopkeeper took Mo Yu three big turns before he arrived at the door of the inner room, and he made a gesture of invitation.

As soon as Mo Yu was about to push the door, the shopkeeper left.

Mo Yu pushed open the door, and the huge room exuded a soothing aromatic smell.

Situ Yue was sitting alone against a wooden round table, leisurely sipping tea.

When I saw her, I smiled charmingly and naturally poured her a cup of tea.

"Lady, come and try it, fresh Longjing tea, it tastes good."

Mo Yu walked to his side and sat down, took the white jade teacup, and tasted it in one sip, the tea soup was green, the aroma was high, and the taste was sweet, which was really good. After a few more sips, he put down the cup in his hand.

Situ Yue approached Mo Yu and took off her veil. He took out a special cleaning potion, dipped it in a white handkerchief, and gently wiped it on Mo Yu's face a few times, and a thin mask fell off.

A face that had captivated the country and the city was free again, and Situ Yue stroked this smooth and charming little face.

"The lady is still so beautiful, I'm fascinated by it."

"No way, who called me naturally beautiful, and my charm is irresistible." Mo Yu's face was narcissistic, and he almost used all the praises he knew.

"Lady, you go out through the back door, and the carriage where it stops will take you to the house. Remember to wait for me at home, and if you can, it's best not to go out and wait until I get back. If you have to go out, be sure to bring a veil. Situ Yue took Mo Yu's soft hand and explained uneasily.

"Okay, I know, I'll be obedient." Mo Yu felt that Situ Yue would not be too worried about herself, just like an old mother telling a little kid who had just gone to kindergarten.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Mo Yu looked at Situ Yue, Situ Yue gave her a reassuring expression, and walked to the front to open the door.

"Childe, the clothes you want." The shopkeeper respectfully handed the tray containing the clothes to Situ Yue.

"There's nothing going on here, you go down and get busy first." Situ Yue is also very respectful to the shopkeeper, and it seems that the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

Mo Yu looked at the tray that Situ Yue was holding and what was placed on it was the sky blue dress she had just taken a fancy to.

"Lady, come and change your clothes." Situ Yue said and began to untie Mo Yu's wide clothes.

put on a new dress, and at first glance, I thought it was a fairy who went down to earth.

This dress is for her, and the size is just right. The perfect and charming figure of Mo Yu was well presented, and even Situ Yue on the side was fascinated by it.

The scales at the hem of the skirt shimmered, as if the ink rain was a fairy coming out of the sea.

After about a quarter of an hour, Situ Yue walked out with a veil and an angry face. If eyes can kill, then Situ Yue must have been killed by Mo Yu more than a dozen times.

Compared with Mo Yu's anger, Situ Yue had a successful expression of treacherous schemes.

Situ Yue came to the back door with Mo Yu, and an inconspicuous carriage stopped here. The groom was a middle-aged man with dark skin and thin skin.

Situ Yue took out a white hosta from his arms and put it on Mo Yu's head, and leaned into Mo Yu's ear and said with a wicked smile: "It's all the husband's fault, and when the husband leaves the palace, he will be guilty." “

"Hmph, scoundrel. I don't want to pay attention to you!" Mo Yu pushed Situ Yue away, jumped into the carriage angrily, and didn't forget to glance at Situ Yue fiercely before entering.

Situ Yue was not angry at all because of Mo Yu's behavior, but felt that it was fun for his wife to be angry.

After Mo Yu got into the car, the groom did not drive the carriage away immediately, but only left with the carriage after receiving the order from Situ Yue's eyes.

The ink rain on the carriage didn't even open the curtain to look at Situ Yue, and was still whispering: "Situ Yue, I will definitely settle this account with you!" ”