This is the world of begonias, and it took him three years to flower begonias in this garden. Since Su Jinyu entered the palace, Ling Yun would come here every night to take a few looks.

Begonias are chic and blooming, and when Su Jinyu saw them for the first time, she was deeply attracted to them.

The surprise on her face was comparable to this brocade begonia, she raised her eyes to look at Ling Yun, and walked into the garden with a smile. She had seen the beauty of the Imperial Garden countless times, and even if she changed the flowers, she was not interested.

But this place made her indescribable joy, just like the joy that Ling Yun gave her the swing at the beginning, it was the same. Among the flowers, Su Jinyu turned to look at Ling Yun and shouted happily, "Uncle Emperor, this place is really beautiful." ”

For the first time, in front of so many palace people behind him, she called him the title of 'Uncle Emperor', maybe she forgot it happily, maybe this is her essence.

No matter what, Ling Yun didn't get angry in the slightest, and waved his hand to let Shang Xi and them step back first, not allowing anyone to step into here for half a step.

"Jinyu, do you like it here?" He walked towards her, plucked the most beautiful begonias in his eyes, and twisted his fingers together.

The bright yellow dragon robe, the silver-white green silk, and the red begonia like the morning glow, are so different.

The wind gently brushed her cheeks, stirring up the faint scent of flowers, drifting away. Her eyes followed the gust of wind into the distance, as if she was a little bird with wings spread in the wind, able to fly freely.

Slowly open your arms and enjoy the beauty of this place.

"It's so nice here, of course I like it." Opening her eyes, she answered his question.

Ling Yun came to Su Jinyu's side, put the most beautiful begonia hairpin in her hand into her bun, and said softly, "You are very beautiful, beautiful like the fairy who has been mortal in the nine heavens." The pool of spring water in the depths of his eyes rippled slightly.

Su Jinyu looked up at Ling Yun in astonishment, the begonia in her bun made her curious to reach out and touch it, such a beautiful flower on her body may be a waste.

A fairy who is mortal in nine days? Su Jinyu's cheeks quickly smeared with flying flowers, and she lowered her head in shame, this is probably the best sentence she has heard since she was born.

Ling Yunpan sat in the garden, quietly watching Su Jinyu's petite figure lingering among the flowers, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at her lightly, as if he saw the night when a hundred flowers bloomed on that day fourteen years ago.

Maybe only in this kind of place can she really let go of her guard, and he is unwilling to let her leave the palace. He was worried that she would be indifferent to him, and then alienate himself, the begonias in this garden, originally wanted to give her earlier, just a coincidence, hoping to make her have more happy time.

Su Jinyu loves these flowers very much, and is reluctant to harm their already fragile lives, she hopes to be able to look at them like this, and in the coming year, she hopes to be able to place begonias in her room.

Ling Yun saw the affection in the depths of her eyes, and said with a light smile, "You like begonias so much, I will give you this garden full of flowers, okay?" "Anything she likes, he will give it to her, not to mention that this flower was originally planted for her.

There was a look of reluctance on his face, and after Ling Yun's promise, he immediately smiled, knelt down in the mud and thanked him, "Thank you, Uncle Emperor." ”

Raise your eyes and look around, you can come here every day to be with the flowers in the future, thinking of these, my heart jumps a little more. It's just that she forgot that in the depths of the West Palace, another swing was forgotten by her in the corner, the gift that brought her joy and sorrow.

Seeing that it was still early, Ling Yun took Su Jinyu to visit the Imperial Garden, he had never come out to relax these days, and he was very satisfied with this experience today.

The harem has lost those waves, and everyone has their own duties.

When passing through the corridor of the West Palace, Su Jinyu paused in place for a moment, if it weren't for Shang Xi behind her who came up to remind her, I was afraid that she would still hesitate.

The sun lazily moved a cloud to obscure all the light, and as the sun set down, the air was inevitably a little sluggish, and even the breeze became rapid.

Bright yellow clothes fluttered, Ling Yun turned sideways to look at Su Jinyu who was standing on the bluestone ground, and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you leave?" But what happened? He couldn't understand her expression, and vaguely felt that she had something to say but hesitated in the bottom of her heart.

Su Jinyu pursed her lips and lowered her head, staring at her muddy embroidered shoes, and said, "Uncle Emperor, can Uncle Emperor see someone?" She finally spoke, Qingyun's incident, she always wanted to explain it more appropriately.

Ling Yun immediately adjusted his direction and walked towards Su Jinyu, leaned over and asked, "Who is it?" He didn't know who the person Su Jinyu was talking about, and what important things he had to say here.

He frowned, and looked at Su Jinyu with some displeasure.

"Aunt Qingyun, can Uncle Emperor accompany Jinyu to see Aunt Qingyun? She's half my master. Su Jinyu's voice was so light that she almost forgot to make a sound.

For a moment, the air came to a standstill. Shang Xi on the side saw the gloom on Ling Yun's face, and hurriedly walked up to the round, "How noble is the emperor, how can he condescend to visit a palace maid, the slave ......" The dust in his hand was also clenched by both hands, and when he bent down respectfully and was about to speak, he was interrupted by Ling Yun's eyes, and returned to his previous position stupidly.

"Uncle Emperor, please, please, please?" Su Jinyu saw that he was silent, and was afraid that he would leave with his sleeves up, so she pleaded with him in a soothing tone, and was about to kneel down with her skirt in her hands.

The four 'begging' had already made Ling Yun extremely uncomfortable, when did she learn the word begging. Calling him 'Uncle Emperor' over and over again was a plea for her, and after rejecting Shang Xi's harsh words, Ling Yun bent down to support her shoulders and agreed with his chin.

When he saw the smile on Su Jinyu's lips, he was glad that he hadn't pushed her farther. If she can be happy, what if everything depends on her, except for one thing.

He didn't know what happened to Qingyun to make Su Jinyu so concerned, and he didn't know what Su Jinyu was thinking.

On the corridor, no one dared to pant loudly, for fear of disturbing the people in front. Ling Yun walked in front of Su Jinyu, and he was a little unfamiliar with the road to the West Palace.

The three concubines there, since they first met in the palace, he has never been summoned, and he has even dismissed whoever he favors when he flipped the card.

He, the halfway emperor, violated too many taboos in the palace.