There were ripples of happiness in my heart. New shoots emerge from the fresh soil outside the bamboo house. Exuberant. It makes people feel the hope of a new life. However, the woman's eyes are only after the remnants of winter. Endless cold. Her lips and teeth were pale. The head is slightly on Little Eleven's shoulder. Silently closed his eyes.

Half a month. In a flash.

This period of silence. Lan Mo is really just as Little Eleven hopes. There was no further sign of escape. This time she came to serve her by a thousand cold girls who have always been knowledgeable. Lan Mo has been away since she learned that day. Qianhong died innocently and tragically. Her expression became even more unpredictable. Even the usual asking days. They all became reluctant to ask.

It's the day. The weather was fine. Qian Leng was in awe with a hint of awe. Holding a copper basin for washing. Go up to the inside of the bamboo house. Seeing Lan Mo sitting in front of the dresser again, he was silently in a daze. She couldn't help but be the first to start talking. "A few more days. It is the Shangyang Lantern Festival in Xishu. I heard that there will be a lot of lanterns hanging on the street. There will also be a lot of jugglers......"

There seemed to be something surging in Lan Mo's eyes. It was only for a moment that it disappeared again. She didn't speak. It's just that the comb that Ben stopped in his hand lifted again. Combing the inky black green silk again and again.

"Actually, Qian Leng also listened to the little fathers-in-law in the inner palace. At that time, there were a lot of things from the hawkers. It's always fun for the fathers-in-law to bring back interesting things. There is a tambourine. Babaoqin. Water incense powder ......" said over and over again. It doesn't matter if Lan Mo listens to it or not. It's like a familiar twister. Said to Lan Mo with relish.

Lan Mo's demeanor did not open a trace of a smile because of the novelty. Her laughter had already been when she learned that Long Yanluo was imprisoned. When I learned that I was pregnant with Dongfangyu's child. Lost its meaning. What she's doing now. Just waiting. Wait for a moment.

"That's right. Girl. I heard about the Shangyang Lantern Festival. Many kings and nobles will gather at the Kowloon Inn in Ghost City. At that time, there is no hope that elegant people from other countries will also come. It seems that the king of Huadian in the eastern plains will also come. That's it...... The ...... who can compose poetry" Qian sneered and handed the wet towel in his hand to the little lord of Lan Mo. I saw Lan Mo quietly take the towel. Gently wipe your cheeks. She looked at the bronze mirror and wandered in her heart. I'm really getting more and more emaciated.

"A thousand cold. Will His Highness Eleventh come today? Lan Mo finally spoke. In front of her were nine fan pendants lined up with hair ornaments and weapons.

Xu didn't expect that the girl would take the initiative to speak today. The smile on his face became even stronger. She said happily. "Back to the girl. His Highness has confessed. I won't be able to come until the evening. During the day, he said that he had something important to deal with......"

"Then you can go with me to the garden." Lan Mo gently lifted the pendant and inserted it into the bun that had been pulled up. Her gaze was clear. "I want to meet old friends."

Qian Leng's face froze. She has only been serving Lan Mo for more than half a month. Since every time Lan Mo leaves the palace, there will be accidents. She was suddenly startled by this sudden request. If you say it, it is to take a walk within the range of the secluded pavilion. Nothing in this book. But Lan Mo was talking about meeting old friends. She naturally guessed that Lan Mo might not be walking around here.

"Dare to ask the old friend in the girl's palace." Qian Leng asked softly. But he saw Lan Mohui's questioning gaze. "It's better to go and ask Little Eleven directly."

"The girl is angry...... Qian Leng slammed to her knees. She didn't dare to lift her head. A maid who never dared to complain. It was also Yin Muyou's first hand that came out. Qianleng Fangcai was an unintentional sentence. It made her feel jealous in front of Lan Mo.

"Nothing. Get up. "I guess it's something in my stomach that's doing it. She became extremely sensitive and suspicious. Lan Mo thought carefully. She has been drowsy and dreamy in recent days. I often dream of a green python as thick as the mouth of a bowl. Always when it is found at the end of the blue. With the entrenched snake tail, she coiled tightly and gasped.

Qian Leng said no more. She obediently got up and stepped back. Just as you retreat into the gap of the threshold. Lan Mo's faint voice sounded at the right time. "Don't go outside. Let's just take a look around the temple. ”

The secluded pavilion is built in the temple of Zhaofu. It's just because Little Eleven is the only son of the queen. That's why I got the benefit of building a palace in the queen's palace. Even the extremely domineering three princesses of Xishu. The beloved son of the same queen. I didn't enjoy such an honor. And the blue end is going to take care of it. The heart is not necessarily just about enjoying the flowers.

At least. When she was accompanied by Qianleng. When his eyes faintly swept over the purple pear hall. There was some stagnation in her mind.

Sometimes. When you don't want to see someone. Someone just wants you to see it. The third princess, Yin Liying, does not often enter the palace. Her usual dexterous palace attire. A row of colored satin coiled around her jade arm as if nothing were there. Walk lightly. If you don't speak. She really has the appearance and momentum of a princess. It's just that......

"I said why should the queen mother summon me in a hurry today. It was a vixen who had come from the backyard to the front yard. "The third princess is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She was stunned by Shen Biwu and others in a corner of the Zhaofu Hall that day. When I woke up, I finally realized it. Who is the woman who makes Dongfang Yu that guy unforgettable. It's just when I learn that it's Lan Mo's dead sister. Yin Liying suddenly felt angry and didn't know where to spill it. And coincidentally, Lan Mo also has a relationship with Dongfang Yu that is constantly being cut and messy. She was in an even worse mood.

The woman in front of her. but it just hit her Yin Liying's fire. She said that Lan Mo was a vixen, and she was really extremely patient.

"Your Highness the Princess. Please don't talk about our girls. Qian Leng replied weakly. But because the voice is too small, there is no momentum. It caused a chuckle from the small palace maids around.

Lan Mo didn't say a word from beginning to end. She glanced at Yin Liying coldly. Knocked it lightly. He jumped over her and walked on. Qian Leng hurriedly followed. Don't forget to return the salute to the third princess.

"You stop." Yin Liying scolded angrily.

"What's the matter?" The end of the blue stood still. Turning back to him. The cold tone was very compelling in the increasingly warm light.

"It's nothing. Hongu is just telling you. A person without rank should not wander around the palace of the queen mother. The province met some distinguished people. I don't know how to return the gift and lose my identity. "Yin Liying is like a proud peacock. She said with a smug voice.

"Am I not without identity in the eyes of the princess?" Lan Mo Dao. A face that does not apply powder, but provokes people's jealousy. In Yin Liying's eyes, it was very dazzling. Lan Mo added softly. "Why do you lose your identity?"

That's it. Lan Mo did not return the gift. It didn't stop. Continue in the opposite direction.

"You ......" Yin Liying was so blocked that she couldn't speak. She thought to herself. It's just a natural monkey bone. She could be proud for a few more days.

"Three princesses. The guests are already waiting...... "The little maid who ran from the main hall in the distance was half-kneeling on the ground. Her head kept her head down and didn't dare to lift it. I am afraid that this urging will cause the third princess to continue to be angry.

"Let's go." Yin Liying looked back at it one last time. Seeing that Lan Mo had already helped Qian to sit by the pond. His eyes were fixed on the calm water for a long time. The look was cleared. She said casually. Just walk briskly from the back path to the atrium.

The lotus flowers in the pond are still a dilapidated sight. Xu is really in the summer. to see the first bloom of the flowers. However the lake water that connects the ponds. It is a mirror lake that runs through the Zhaofu Hall and the Purple Pear Palace. I saw that there was a hexagonal pavilion on the opposite side of the lake. There are two people standing and sitting in the pavilion. Lan Mo's eyes stared straight at the person standing in the corner pavilion. Qian Leng's gaze couldn't help but follow Lan Mo's direction. Take a closer look.

Yin Libai doesn't have to sit in the hexagonal pavilion every day to fight crickets. It's just that I'm a little bored today. I can't help but think that the outside view is a little more open. also willfully moved the generals to the periphery. She was holding a bamboo pick in her hand. His body did not move. waved in the direction where Jiang Yucheng was standing. "Look at it. The general is going to win again. ”

"Hmm." Jiang Yucheng replied angrily. The reason why he stayed here all this time and didn't leave. But it's also because of the unruly princess in front of her. Delay in sending official documents. He was not expelled from the Imperial City. Instead, let him continue to rise. Today's Jiang Yucheng has already become the father-in-law of Jiang. In charge of all the affairs of the Purple Pear Palace. Including the decoration of His Majesty and the eight princesses' separate bedrooms.

He was annoyed. This eighth princess will not lose all curiosity for a month at the latest. He was not attractive at that time. Naturally, he could be released from the palace on the grounds that he was tired of playing. He was confident that he didn't have the handle to let Yin Libai continue to take control. Come to mind. I couldn't help but feel a little soothed.

"Don't take advantage of the opportunity to be perfunctory. You're okay. It's still not good. You don't care so much. Princess Ben is not happy now. Yin Li's white willow eyebrows were upside down. The anger was ignited by Jiang Yucheng at once. She threw the bamboo pick in her hand to the ground. There is no temporary pick-and-go to pluck the cricket's legs. I only heard Yin Libai screaming. "I blame you. The general's leg was gnawed. They all blame you and blame you. ”

From a distance, I watched the scenery in the corner pavilion from standing silently to fighting. The corners of Lan Mo's mouth twitched slightly. She smiled. The hand was on Qian Leng's wrist. Said calmly. "Cold girl. Let's go over there. ”

Qian Leng didn't dare to delay. Her eyes followed the direction of the girl's finger: she saw that the porcelain cover in Yin Libai's hand had flown out. Jiang Yucheng stupidly didn't dodge. Leave the porcelain lid to it. Fly on the back of your head.

Bang dang. Porcelain pieces shattered to the ground. Yin Libai saw that Jiang Yucheng was unmoved. Her mood became more impatient. He couldn't help but throw another porcelain altar with crickets at him.

Whoosh. Yin Libai's wrist tightened. A tingling sensation came to my heart. Her hand loosened. The porcelain altar was not picked up. Yin Libai looked strangely at the girl with light steps in the distance. Pink countenance. Deng Shi was a little stunned.

"Anything can only be solved by force." Lan Mo has nothing to say. But he could see that Yin Libai's ears had become a burning cloud.