"Sister Yu, how can there be such a merciless person?" Concubine Yi and Zhu Yu sat in the octagonal ancient pavilion, surrounded by bewitching and gorgeous peony flowers. The silk curtain of the same color as the peony reflects the bodies of the two beauties beautifully.

One plump, one beautiful.

"Sister Concubine, I ask for only a little bit, don't ask for a long companion, I can be satisfied with seeing him." Zhu Yu's tears were shining, and her face was full of lovesickness.

"Sister Yu, what's his name?" The righteous villain in the concubine's heart jumped out, Sister Zhu Yu is so beautiful, which man is so visionless? I had to teach him a lesson.

He ...... As soon as his name is mentioned...... I'm so distressed......" Zhu Yu's lips lingered and tangled with that person's name, and the deep restraint flooded under Zhu Yu's eyes.

"Sister Yu, is it really so uncomfortable to love someone?" The concubine can't bear to look at it, which bad man is it?

"In the clouds...... ...... "Zhu Yu hesitated, spit out those three words, indescribable sadness and pain, this man, heaven and earth, how many years...... He remained indifferent to her.

Zhu Yu secretly looked at Concubine Yi's eyes, she actually didn't believe that Concubine Yi had forgotten Yun Lizhen, nor did she believe that she had forgotten herself. But when the concubine heard this name, she didn't even raise her eyelids, as if she heard a stranger.

The concubine was at a loss: "Where is sacred, I haven't heard of it." What's so good about him? Sister Yu, take me to see this guy who doesn't understand the amorous feelings. Dare to bully Sister Yu, I want to teach it a lesson. ”

Zhu Yu was secretly happy, this girl really forgot him?

I don't know if Yun Lizhen still loves this girl as much as before, and Zhu Yu was furious when he heard that baby.

"Concubine, sister, my sister's sorrows can be told to you, and she is also very content. The world is so big that no one can understand my affection for him. Zhu Yu's love for Yun Lizhen is not recognized by anyone, she is the only one who secretly follows his footsteps with a depressed lovesickness.

The concubine didn't have so many sorrows, watching the peony bloom vigorously, and she was in a very good mood. I can't wait to pick up her graffiti brush and come to a pair of ink and blue in the pavilion.

The people enjoying the flowers in the distance suddenly became a sensation, and some people were pleasantly surprised: "The national teacher is here!"

In an instant, the peony in the garden became lonely, and no one looked at the peony anymore, so they rushed to see the national teacher together.

Although the national teacher was cold, he was polite to the onlookers.

The concubine muttered: "Nasty guy, disturbed my sister's Yaxing."

Zhu Yu secretly rejoiced, this girl really didn't like him anymore.

The national teacher walked to the garden, he was dressed in white, noble and incomparable, like a painting of mountains and flowing water, he was elegant and cold, but the surrounding peonies were eclipsed.

Watching him walk in the peony garden from afar, the concubine's heart was suddenly stirred by something, and his figure and movements were indescribably familiar. It's not the memory of the brain, it's the memory of the concubine's hands.

Her hands seemed to be particularly familiar with the man's waist, and it seemed that she had hugged the lean and strong waist countless times.

The concubine was so frightened that she snorted a few times, Mom, did you want to adulterate the national teacher of the family in broad daylight?

The National Teacher is a black-bellied guy, how can he be like this?

The concubine turned against her heart, and when she looked back, she found that Zhu Yu was staring at her tightly, and her face flushed: "Sister Yu, that nasty guy is here, let's go, go to Fuyi Tower to drink?"

Zhu Yu wanted to say goodbye, his eyes were almost trembling and looking in the direction of the national teacher, and a heart had already flown to him, tens of thousands of times.

"Sister Zhu Yu, he's here, let's go!" The concubine rolled her eyes at the national teacher in the distance.

Zhu Yu held on to the pillar beside him, his eyes were misty, and his lips trembled: "He...... He's just in the clouds! ”