As long as you see her smile on the corner of her mouth every day, it is enough, as for the rest...... Don't think about it for the time being, she's not in time yet, is she?

As for Mu Qiushui, as long as Yue Ran likes it, she can't ask.

Who has not had the past, since they don't want to mention it, then they will seal the past and live a new life.

Sighing deeply, Helian Qinxin caressed the trace of his palm almost fusing with his skin.

I can't help but sigh, she knows best......

The next day, early in the morning.

Shui Yueran only took Mu Qiushui alone, took the palace entry token in the purse, and successfully stood in front of the Chaoxia Palace, when the seventh princess of the dynasty, Long Lingyu, was in front of the palace.

Since he was able to investigate and deal with where her family lived, he did not let Moyu return to the house as soon as she returned home, but left a token to enter the palace, allowing her to enter the palace with great difficulty.

If it weren't for Moyu in his hands, she wouldn't have appeared, but Long Yixuan saw it thoroughly.

Wu Yong's matter does not need him to come forward, it has been successfully resolved, and it has not damaged the royal face.

At this point, they should have no intersection again, why did they do everything possible to let her enter the palace?

Then she will come to meet this Long Yixuan for a while, what tricks are she playing.

Shui Yueran raised her eyebrows, raised her feet and didn't walk in, the laughter inside had already come out from inside, and she dared to be so presumptuous here except Long Lingyu didn't think about it.

The voice of the yellow warbler out of the valley, full of energy, and the usual smile of the ladies who cover their mouths, like a thousand weak and all kinds of tenderness, has a clear difference, but it gives people a very hearty feeling.

Just by virtue of her voice, Shui Yueran could conclude that Long Lingyu must have a unique personality, and I believe that she should have a very good appetite for her.

"The girl from the Shui family has arrived!" As soon as the sound sounded, there was an immediate silence inside.

"Xuan!" The eunuch who led the way immediately bowed down and led them into the courtyard gate.

As soon as Shui Yueran stepped into the courtyard, and before she could admire the exquisite garden in front of her, she was interrupted by an unusual sound in the air in her ears.

With a tilt of her head, the blade of the sword slashed past her face.

Shui Yueran frowned, the fingertips under the sleeves of the stars and white light appeared, the person rode the wind, and the whole person flew backwards, and it was already five feet away in an instant.

Only then did Shui Yueran see the person who came. He was about her age, and stood opposite her with a sword in both hands.

I finally know why this place is called Chaoxia Palace, light sara skirt, Yan Ruozhaoxia, bright eyes, bright and clear, and she is a portrayal of her.

When Long Lingyu saw her dodge one of her own swords, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she seemed to be very unconvinced.

At this moment, Shui Yueran walked against the wind, and his posture was light, so that he seemed to have achieved light work, and he was deeply hidden.

Long Lingyu stomped on the ground with one foot and chased after him again.

The sword body emitted a faint silver cold light, which was not driven by internal forces, but the cold light emitted by itself.

Even if Shui Yueran has never touched a weapon, he knows that this must be a rare sword, and his hair can be broken.

Not to mention that she doesn't know martial arts, even if she does, she has to be careful when she encounters a sword that sharpens iron like clay.

Just thinking that Long Lingyu was almost in front of him, Shui Yueran urged the spell, and the distance between the two widened again.

Looking around, there was no weapon available, and Shui Yueran was thinking about how to deal with it.

At this time, a pair of gloves were thrown from Mu Qiushui, as light as thin wings, and they could transmit light.

The other party is holding a sword in his hand, what's the use of giving her such a thing? Take it for embroidery, and discard it too thin to block the needle! Isn't it messy?!

The corners of Shui Yueran's mouth twitched, and she wanted to throw it back in disgust, but she heard two words in her ears. "Take it!"