Some things are destined to be forgotten, and some things are destined to be over.

When Meng Xilan fell asleep quietly with Zhou Youchen's arm on her pillow, Prince Xian's mansion, far away outside the palace, was already dead silent.

Zhou Youchen ordered that the inside and outside of Prince Xian's mansion, up and down, were all sealed. The doors and windows were all nailed with thick wooden planks, leaving no gaps, not even a fly could fly out!

The gates, side doors, and corner doors in the palace are all locked, and no one is allowed to enter or exit, and even the cellar is filled tightly with loess. The servants and maidservants who served in the palace were all sent to serve in labor outside the palace and were not allowed to return to Beijing for the rest of their lives.

Zhou Youlin was the only one left in the entire Xian Prince's Mansion, and his tendons and hamstrings had been broken by the guards with sharp swords, and there were still chains weighing more than ten catties at his ankles, and he couldn't move a bit.

He's locked up, and no one cares if he lives or dies anymore. Zhou Youchen didn't kill him, he just left him to fend for himself, so that he wouldn't dirty anyone's hands or stain anyone's name.

He sat on the ground in disarray, like a dying dog.

His wounds were still bleeding, however, he didn't care at all. He knew he wouldn't last long, he knew he was going to die...... Even if no one came to kill him, he wouldn't live long!

Maybe three days, maybe four days, maybe shorter or longer......

Zhou Youlin looked up and looked outside, but he couldn't see anything, and the doors and windows were nailed.

It was pitch black, pitch black, like hell.

Zhou Youlin closed his eyes, and suddenly remembered Meng Xilan's face in his mind.

He hated her for three years and missed her for three years.

Thinking about it, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneering arc: "Zhou Youlin, Zhou Youlin, the moth fights the fire knowing the result, and when you die, you regret it late, you will lose after all." ”

With a long sigh, the sky outside suddenly thundered.

A few bolts of lightning hurried by, flashing a faint white light.

Zhou Youlin was shocked, and when he opened his eyes, a figure flickered in front of him, as if he was a person......

Who is it? Who? Zhou Youlin took a deep breath, those guards had already sealed the doors and windows, who else could get in here?

No, it must be an illusion. The thunder outside gradually turned into rain.

He closed his eyes again, but the shadow was still there, and it was getting closer and closer, so close that it was about to stick to his face.

Zhou Youlin exclaimed, instinctively stepped back, only to hear a familiar voice ringing in his ears. "Lin'er, you want to avenge your mother!"

Mother?!

Zhou Youlin was shocked into a cold sweat when he heard this, and he subconsciously covered his ears.

No way, the mother is dead and gone.

"Lin'er, Lin'er......"

The voice kept ringing in his ears, low and hoarse, like a curse from hell.

The night is boundless, and the curse is endless, like a never-ending nightmare!

At the same time, in the deep courtyard of the palace on the other side, Zhou Youchen was gently stroking Meng Xilan's hair, his ten fingers slightly open, passing through her soft and silky hair, with a little pity and tenderness.

She seemed to be asleep, her breathing was shallow, and her body was softer than cotton.

Zhou Youchen stared at her, slightly distracted, his brown eyes were as bright as stars but extremely deep.

In the silence, thunder and lightning suddenly sounded outside.

The person in her arms was slightly startled, she woke up, frowning, and a little dazed in her eyes.

Zhou Youchen looked at her being awakened, frowned slightly, his hand on her shoulder, and patted her twice: "It's okay, it's just thunder." ”

Meng Xilan blinked, met his eyes, and said softly, "The emperor has also been woken up." ”

Zhou Youchen nodded slightly, his handsome face with a shallow smile.

In fact, he never slept because he had something on his mind.

As he spoke, there was another thunderclap.

Meng Xilan shrunk her shoulders, and the whole person hid in his arms again.

"Aren't you very bold?" He brushed the broken hair from her forehead, "Why do you know you're scared now?" ”

Meng Xilan lowered her head in disgust and said nothing.

The thunder roared, and the whole ear was deafening.

Meng Xilan pressed against Zhou Youchen's chest, and was silent for a while, before she said: "Seeing that autumn is about to begin, but there is still such a torrential rain, it's strange." ”

She felt faintly uneasy, inexplicably.

"Don't be cranky." Zhou Youchen guessed her thoughts and said quietly.

Meng Xilan obviously couldn't control her thoughts, she was silent for a while, and then said, "When is the emperor going to go on the expedition?" ”

Zhou Youchen thought for a while before saying: "After a month at the earliest, before the Mid-Autumn Festival at the earliest." ”

There are some things that must be done, whether it is early or late, and they must always be faced.

Meng Xilan secretly calculated the next day, and only said, "Will the emperor take me?" ”

Zhou Youchen sighed slightly: "I can't take you." ”

He had wanted to take her with him, but the trip was so dangerous, how could he put her in danger?

Meng Xilan was really anxious: "How can the emperor go back on his word?" You promised me! ”

Zhou Youchen stared at her and stroked her cheek: "If something happens to you, I might as well be dead if I live." During the day, when the fourth brother put a dagger against your chest, my heart was already like it had been pierced. I can't lose you, you know? ”

She is his only involvement and concern in the world, she is in him, only if she is safe and sound, he can have peace of mind.

Meng Xilan looked at his instantly bitter face, realized his anxiety and concern, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Zhou Youchen glanced at her, and directly reached out and pulled her, letting her lie on his chest.

He tilted his head slightly and kissed her.

"You have to stay in the capital, watch this city for me, watch this palace. With you waiting for me, my heart is like planting roots, no matter where I go, I can find my way home. ”

His brown pupils lit up with a flame-like light, and he froze at her without blinking, as if he wanted to make a vow with her to live and die.

Meng Xilan's body trembled suddenly, and her heart seemed to be pinched in pain.

She didn't say anything anymore, just leaned meekly against his chest, she didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Zhou Youchen felt a wet and warm feeling in his chest, reached out and reached out, and sure enough, he touched her wet face.

He suddenly turned over, pressed her on top of him, and kissed her with his head and face covered, kissing away the grievances she wanted to complain about, and kissing away the sad tears in the corners of her eyes.

Xu is because the separation is imminent, Zhou Youchen cherishes every moment with Meng Xilan. Every day, except for the time when she was in the court, she was not by his side, and the rest of the time, the two of them were inseparable almost every day, in the words of the palace slave and palace maid, that is: "The emperor and the mother are good, it is like a person." ”

The two got along with each other affectionately, and the palace maids added fuel and vinegar in private, and spread all over the six courtyards of the harem.

Song Wenxiu was already dying of Zhou Youchen, and when she heard this, she just sneered.

Seeing this, the palace maids were secretly afraid, so they didn't lose their temper, but just sent them away, leaving them alone.

There was silence in the dormitory, so quiet that only tears could be heard.

When she was secretly sad, Zhang Rong'er was preparing for the last fight.

She was hungry for a month, wrapped around her waist every day, and ate all the hard work, just to be happy.

Zhang Ronger's waist is already slender and exquisite, and the thin waist is less than a hand, and it is charming and boundless. But she still put a lot of thought into it, and followed the singer and dancer invited from outside the palace to learn to dance.

Mama is right, no matter how much the emperor likes Meng Xilan in his heart, he is still a man after all, how can he not be tempted when he sees the peerless beauty?

Although she is a little bottomless in her heart, as long as she can get out of her current embarrassing situation, she is willing to try anything.

In the evening of that day, Zhang Ronger spent more than an hour bathing and changing clothes.

She rubbed a kind of fragrant powder on her body, which was a high-grade product bought from the Western Regions, and was said to have an aphrodisiac effect.

Zhang Rong'er took a deep breath, wore a dance dress tailored for her from outside the palace, stood in front of the mirror, and quietly examined herself.

"The mother is so beautiful." The palace maids and grandmothers next to them all admired and stammered.

Zhang Rong'er's eyes flashed, put on her cloak, and secretly vowed: "This palace must win the emperor's heart tonight." ”

……

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Gao Fuli and Zhulu Zhuqing Xiaochunzi and others were waiting under the corridor, looking at the clear blue sky, and they were very happy.

These days, the relationship between the emperor and Niangniang is getting better and better, and their hearts are also happy.

In the hall, Zhou Youchen was looking at the excerpt intently, but Meng Xilan was sitting next to him, he took her hand and asked her to sit with him, without shying away.

Meng Xilan didn't like to read the contents of those folds, so she just gently grinded the ink for him, occasionally picked up the tea bowl, and sent a sip of tea to his mouth.

Both of them were quiet, enjoying these few quiet days.

After a while, Gao Fuli's slightly raised voice suddenly came from outside: "Niangniang, the emperor is talking with the concubine Niangniang inside, it's inconvenient...... You'd better go back first. ”

Zhou Youchen raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, but Meng Xilan lowered his eyes and smiled: "It seems that I am not the only one who wants to accompany the emperor today." ”

"You're you, she's her. I've already warned her once not to let her appear in the Heart Cultivation Hall again. ”

Zhou Youchen's tone was not good.

"This palace is here to see the emperor today, and if you don't see the emperor, this palace won't leave. My father-in-law is tired of passing a message for the palace......"

Although there was a door in the room, Meng Xilan still heard Zhang Rong'er's voice, looked at Zhou Youchen and said, "Your Majesty, maybe, Wen Jieyu has something important." ”

Zhou Youchen sneered: "In addition to doing nothing and reversing black and white, what else does she have to do?" ”

"The emperor's expedition is imminent, maybe she wants to say a few words to the emperor." Meng Xilan held his hand and said calmly: "So, the emperor should see her." ”

As the saying goes, nothing is left to the door. Zhang Rong'er came to the Heart Cultivation Hall with her face open, naturally she had her purpose.

Meng Xilan didn't believe that Zhang Rong'er still had the courage to spread rumors in front of her.