Bai Zhihe felt that if there was anything in the world that made him sad, it was nothing more than watching his beloved turn the clouds and rain with others.

On that day, Emperor Xin ordered someone to expel him from the palace, and he lingered in front of the palace gate, only to feel that the glance engraved in his heart was like a pen and ink into the wood.

He searched for and took on the great responsibility of the world, and it was difficult to escape from his own selfish desires.

Perhaps, this is fate.

He couldn't convince himself that it wasn't Xiaoyuan, and he couldn't deceive himself.

The beloved is the distance between a wall, and that is a distance that can be reached.

As soon as he approached the wall, everything he had seemed to come to life, and his heart was beating in his chest, so hot.

He reassured himself that he was just getting closer, but he couldn't help but get closer again, and that the greed of human nature never ends, and finally falls into the abyss.

He disguised himself and disguised himself among another group of beauties who had been tied up in the palace, approaching the man who had made him fall willingly and could not extricate himself.

It's ironic to say that he never thought that he would be so downtrodden because of a man, and he was a dignified ghost master, and he was willing to hide in the red wall of this deep palace, like a woman in the deep palace.

He didn't expect that he would listen to the corner outside the Zhaoyi Hall for a night, and heard that the person who lived in the Zhaoyi store tonight was the official book of the Ministry of Rites of the previous dynasty.

I heard the tangle leaking out of the house. Whispering, whispering. Mouth. It was as if a knife was cutting into his heart little by little, and it hurt him so much that he gritted his teeth and couldn't speak.

Dripping bright red blood, dripping on the white paper at the bottom of the heart, splashing the delicate blood-red color. Every drop that falls, it is like Gu poison corroding the bottom of the heart, spreading a big hole.

There was a sour feeling in his heart that almost swallowed him, he knew that Su Qingyuan was unruly, but there were far more than three thousand beauties in the harem.

When I think about it, I feel that my heart is like a knife, and my liver and intestines are broken.

Sad and ridiculous.

……

Shu Qingyuan once rarely mentioned Yaxing to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the flowers, walked along the cobblestone road, passed by the Fuyang Palace, and saw a beautiful man repairing the branches and leaves of the camellia, and couldn't say why, there was always a strange and familiar feeling.

It seems to have been seen somewhere.

But when the man looked up, he felt so strange that he couldn't even name it.

The newly appointed eunuch Li Gonggong on the side saw that his eyes fell on that person, and hurriedly explained: "Your Majesty, this is the lord of the palace in a few months, a native of the Nian family outside the city, born chic, and named Nian Jiao. ”

As the night fell, the rain poured down.

Listening to the raindrops outside the window hitting the eaves densely, Su Qingyuan pillowed between the arms of the beauty, and looked at the beauty with a shy face, but felt that there was no interest at all. When I was sleepless, that face appeared in front of my eyes, and then I remembered where it was familiar.

His silhouette is like that of a master.

Ignoring the beauty behind him, he only felt upset and walked back to the imperial study with an umbrella alone.

Gonggong Li diligently polished the fire fold and lit a candle for him, he looked at today's fold, his narrow eyes drooped, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Li Xi, the ...... of Fuyang Palace today"

"Yes, the old slave will invite him in."

Shu Qingyuan closed the fold, his white fingers rubbed the dim yellow page, and his eyes were indistinguishable: "Call him to the Cheng'en Palace." ”

Gonggong Li raised his head and immediately lowered it again, suppressing the surprise in his eyes.

"Yes."

The Palace of Grace is the most graceful time.

In his impression, there are countless beauties in the harem, and only the Shangshu Gongyi of the Ministry of Rites of the previous dynasty has entered.

The new emperor is willing to pamper others, which is also a good thing, to avoid further chaos in the court.