In the Imperial Garden, there are many famous daughters and ladies, who are dressed in the most luxurious satin, and they are more dazzling than the other.

"My favorite flower is the peony." Many daughters also expressed their preferences.

"Peony is the dragon and phoenix among people, and I like it too."

Everyone wants to be a peony and become the most noble and unattainable woman in this great revelation.

"I still like chrysanthemums." Someone (娇jiāo) smiled shyly.

Many people were comparing something with each other, surrounding the most bright red peony bushes, talking and discussing with each other.

And Duan Qiyun raised his eyebrows, looked at the peony in the distance, and walked over with broken steps, everyone else was the only peony after the flower, but Duan Qiyun liked the peony very much, (Jiaojiāo) and not glamorous.

"Miss, there's a peony flower in front." Hongwu followed behind Duan Qiyun's (body shēn), stretched out his finger to the brilliant flowers not far away, and there was a happy smile on his pretty little face.

"Hmm." Duan Qiyun had a smile on his face, and walked towards the peony bush with broken steps.

It can be seen that the peony is isolated, and a large area of peony flowers is planted far away from the imperial garden, and Duan Qiyun has to go around a rockery to see those peony flowers clearly.

Duan Qiyun walked on the bluestone path carefree, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, and her beautiful appearance seemed to come out of a painting.

At this time, Hongwuyan quickly stepped forward, bent down, broke off one of the most beautiful peony flowers, and handed it to Duan Qiyun.

Her green jade fingers held the peony flower, put it on the tip of her nose and embroidered it gently, her beautiful face was filled with joy, her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the fragrance that came to her nose made people feel refreshed.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, and a tall (body shēn) figure walked by, and the corners of the clothes flew over, and the gold thread embroidered with python patterns could be seen.

"Everyone else (loves) peonies, but Miss Duan's peony." A thin and cool male voice sounded, with a majesty that could not be ignored.

The man's abrupt voice sounded around him, Duan Qiyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and his beautiful face looked indifferent, and he turned around and glanced at the man coldly.

"The little woman has said hello to King Rui." Duan Qiyun lowered his eyes, swept away the complicated thoughts under his eyes, and spoke softly.

Lu Yiyi (body shēn) has a black python robe, and there is no expression (qingqing) on his cold face, which makes people not see a trace of (qingqing), but the thin crimson lips hook up a touch of arc, and he said in a cold tone: "No courtesy." ”

That lofty posture, male

The tall figure of the person stood in front of Duan Qiyun's eyes, casting a dark shadow on her (body shēn) against the light.

At this time, Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed, and there was a look of surprise on her beautiful face, it was really a narrow road, and she could actually meet Lu Yi here.

However, Lu Yong (身shēn) is the prince, and it is natural that he should be in the palace, thinking of this, Duan Qiyun took a deep breath and cleared away the doubts in his heart.

The man's slender phoenix eyes looked directly at Duan Qiyun, and his eyes fell on the jade white hand, holding a peony flower, and the dark rose red lined Duan Qiyun's skin like snow.

Whether it is the queen mother of the lord of the harem, or those scheming concubines, and those daughters who have just entered the palace, they all have a tentacle of peonies, but Duan Qiyun is the only one who came here alone, just to take a look at the peony flower.

Like this, wild flowers that can grow on the side of the road are only liked by Duan Qiyun, Lu Qifeng's eyes sank, and his cold and hard face had a complicated look (emotion).

He was very curious, what kind of woman Duan Qiyun was, she should have been noble as the eldest lady in the Shangshu Mansion (身 shēn), but she was not as good as a foreign cousin.

And Duan Qiyun has been married to Qi Junhan since he was a child, and others don't know about it, but Lu Yi knows in his heart that Duan Qiyun has some resistance and indescribable disgust for Qi Junhan, the first genius of the Great Apocalypse.

Feeling Lu Yong's deep gaze staring at him, Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed with complicated (emotion), and his red lips opened slightly: "The little girl has something to do, so take a step ahead and don't disturb King Rui to enjoy the flowers here." ”

She casually made an excuse and wanted to escape from Lu Yi's sight, but the powerful aura of the man in front of her that week suppressed her a little breathless, and even made Duan Qiyun feel that the other party had bad intentions.

Duan Qiyunyi (body shēn) pink dress, outlining the exquisite (body shēn) material, a few strands of hair on her head hanging down to her ears, her beautiful face was painted with delicate makeup, her bright eyes were lowered, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

She stood in front of the peony bushes, and the flowers behind her were a little inferior in front of her eyes.

Lu Yunfeng's eyes sank, and his eyes stared directly at Duan Qiyun, and he looked at it for a while.

Seeing that Lu Yong didn't answer for a long time, Duan Qiyun raised his beautiful eyes, looked over, and crashed into Lu Yong's bottomless phoenix eyes.

Xu was aware that Lu Yong was staring at him, Duan Qiyun's fair cheeks blushed, his eyes burned at Lu Yong, and he coughed softly in a low voice: "Ahem." ”

Coming back to his senses, Lu Yong retracted his gaze, with a touch of warmth and anger on his cold and hard face, he was never close to women, but he actually glanced at Duan Qiyun one more time.

The little girl still has something to do, so take a step ahead and don't disturb King Rui's ......" Duan Qiyun lowered her eyes, blushed her cheeks, and said angrily.

Before the words were finished, Lu Yong's tall (body shēn) shadow blocked in front of Duan Qiyun, his narrow phoenix eyes stared at the woman in front of him, and his thin and cool lips said slightly: "This king won't eat you again, is Miss Duan afraid of this king?" ”

was told the central matter, Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed with emptiness, he peeked at Lu Yi in front of him, the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of mockery, and said embarrassedly: "King Rui (palace diàn) is too worried, why should the little woman be afraid of King Rui if she hasn't done anything wrong?" ”

When she said this, Duan Qiyun's heart was empty, she wanted to find a random reason to leave this place and stay away from Lu Ji, but who knew that she was seen by the other party.

"In that case, Miss Duan will accompany this king to walk in the imperial garden." Lu Yongfeng's eyes sank, and his thin and cool lips opened slightly, with a majesty that could not be questioned.

Hearing this, Duan Qiyun really wanted to slap himself, who let himself talk nonsense, and fell into Lu Ji's (traitorous jiān) scheme.

In desperation, Duan Qiyun's eyes flashed with emptiness, and he secretly gritted his teeth and whispered: "There is a difference between men and women, don't be gossiped." ”

She (身shēn) is the eldest lady of Shangshu Mansion, and she has had a marriage contract with Qi Junhan since she was a child, but she and Lu Yi are here to relax in the imperial garden, this is the palace, Duan Qiyun should be more cautious, and there is no fault in the slightest.

"With this king here, who dares to talk about it?" Lu Yunfeng's eyes flashed, and his cold face was full of no anger and self-authority, and that Zhou (body shēn) exuded a powerful chill, which was daunting.

"This ......" Duan Qiyun Ren had concerns in his heart, his steps were like managing lead, he couldn't take a step, his eyes were rolling in his sockets, thinking of what way to deal with it.

"Miss Duan, don't you want to perfunctory this king?"

A cold voice came, with majesty, and the chill that came to his face made Duan Qiyun's heart tremble, and the few strands of hair that fell on his forehead were blown by the cool breeze, bringing a chill that seeped into the bone marrow.

Once again, Duan Qiyun frowned, raised her little face, and looked directly at Lu Ji with a pair of clear eyes, with a look in her eyes, eager to see why Lu Yun was holding her.

"The little girl doesn't dare." Duan Qiyun was the first to be defeated, lowering her eyes, not daring to look directly at those narrow phoenix eyes, as if she could see through everything in her heart.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and Miss Duan's courage has grown." Lu Yong's dark eyes were like obsidian, and a playful smile appeared on his cold face, and he said in a gloomy tone.

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