277, half a year

These days. There was no rumor in Wanguo's harem. About. The marriage that is about to take place in half a year. Except for Shang Xi knows. Even Ling Xiao couldn't detect the slightest rumor from Ling Yun's mouth.

Extensive renovation of the West Palace Pavilion and replacement of flowers in the Imperial Garden. It will always attract the attention of many idlers. Among them, there are naturally Ling Xiao who has nothing to do and is light.

Begonia flowering is coming. Both sides of the Royal Garden Palace Road are full of red. Swaying slightly with the breeze.

Lingyun seems to have the meaning of balancing the harem. For months. There have been no rumors of such a monopoly as before. Instead, they went to the concubines' dormitories in turn.

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, the end of the year is coming.

"For the past few months... You never mention anything about her. But there are people in your heart who cannot hide from those who are doing good. Flowers are planted. The palace was repaired. So is it time to get married? "Ling Xiao who just came back from the Snow Flower Palace. Facing Ling Yun, he couldn't help but say a few frivolous words.

It's been half a year. Even if he was thousands of miles away. I hear about the things that happened in the palace. will sigh a few words. Disaster in disguise.

If it weren't for Su Jinyu's protection from Lingyun. I'm afraid that he has already developed murderous intent. back then. He's done it once. I'm not afraid to be a bad guy again after fifteen years. It's just behind this layer of murderous intent. I can't let go of this brotherhood.

The maid of the palace presents hot tea. And in the study, I picked the brazier placed on the side. Wait for the doors of the temple to be closed again. Ling Yun raised his eyes thoughtfully and glanced at Ling Xiao. Half a year passed in a blink of an eye. There is only half a month left until the Chinese New Year's Eve. He really made a mistake.

"I have asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to prepare the dowry. Tomorrow we will depart for the country. A few more days. I will go to the kingdom of the Blind in person. After that, you will have to worry a lot about the affairs of the government. He put the fold he had just liked on top of the bookcase. Slowly spit out at Ling Xiao.

In the dark compartment of the drawer is the fold he had drawn up the other day. It was an excerpt from the marriage with the kingdom of Kuo. It is clearly written that she married into the harem as a 'princess'. Such a background is probably one of the best in the palace.

Ling Xiao didn't think so. He shrugged his shoulders to indicate that there was no problem. Girls' literature was updated as soon as he looked at Ling Yun's satisfied and happy smile. couldn't help but have a faint wry smile. Yes. Lovers eventually become married. One of the best things in the world.

"I'm going to stay here for the New Year this year. We haven't seen each other for years. I don't think you're going to kick me away for her. Ling Xiao picked up the teacup. Glancing at Ling Yun. Somehow. Seeing Lingyun's happy appearance now. His heart was slightly sour. It was the jealousy that he refused to recognize.

The wind is cold. The star slave wrapped in a cloak and quietly stopped above the city gate. At a glance. That freedom is only separated by this high wall. The big red line. It stung her eyes. Wind and sand swept into the eyes. There were a few tears in the flutter of his eyelids.

。 It is said that there will be a new lord in the palace at the beginning of spring next year. It's the princess of the kingdom.

Heard. She will be the head of the four concubines of the East Palace.

Xingnu laughed a few times. The person in Ling Yun's heart that he never forgot. Where have they gone? Is it really because you can't get it? So it's not possible to settle for the next best.

The cold wind whistled. The cloak fluttered in the wind. Qin Lan stood a few feet away. Looking at the star slave worriedly. finally looked forward to the emperor's grace and rain. But I can't resist the heartache at this moment.

"Qin Lan. You say whether love can last. Why haven't I ever met it? "On the way back. Xingnu tightly grasped Qin Lan's wrist. Nails sink deep into her skin.