The sound of the morning bell came from the drum tower in the east of the city, and the hall was as quiet as no one. Zhao Zhen's face showed a gloomy color, he looked out the window, and saw the blue sky, the spring breeze was blowing, it was a good weather for a wild tour.

He knew her, and that night she climbed the window with him in the rainy night, and her calmness and courage made him look at her differently. He looked down at the woman, her face almost touching the ground, the golden morning light enveloping her, and a gray mist rising all around her. He remembered that day, also in the foggy rain, she said to him, "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Molan." I am on duty at the Tongjian Hall of the Renming Palace, and if you want to go back to this veil, you can go to the Tongjian Hall to find me. ”

It's the first time that someone has the audacity to ask him to find her!

After a long time, he opened his lips lightly, and his face had a cold and noble look, "Raise your head!" ”

She slowly raised her head, but she didn't raise her eyes, only dared to look at the official's white socks and royal boots. The tip of the boots is twisted with gold and silver wire and embroidered with a nine-clawed flying dragon, and the eye of the needle is fine and traceless, which is a high-grade embroidery.

Mo Lan has been on duty in the tea division for many years, and the people who are always serving in front of him are always the seven-rank Dai Qiu and Chunzhu, and although the sisters are familiar and intimate in private, they are careful to guard the proportions and rank system in front of the superiors. As long as there are palace people with a higher rank than himself, Mo Lan will never step into the inner hall.

Therefore, Zhao Zhen didn't know her.

He spoke to her, for the first time.

She lowered her eyebrows, the look of horror on her face still hadn't faded, and he couldn't help but slow down, "Don't be afraid, let's talk about what's going on first." ”

Mo Lan kowtowed first to thank him, and then said: "The slave maid is called Zhang Molan, and she is indeed the female official of the Division. On that day, I went to the pear blossom forest of the Ninghe Palace, and it was indeed the Dianyuan Shanggong of the Siyuan Division who ordered the slave maid to go to the Qiongting Pavilion to pick ten baskets of pear blossoms, and the slave and maid were rewarded with ten boards because they went the wrong way, and if the official family did not believe it, they could make people check. ”

Her face was unrouge and plain and fair. A green silk hair is tied at the back of the head, revealing a smooth and delicate forehead, curved eyebrows like distant mountains and green daisies, clear eyes like a pool of clear water, like cold stars, like pearls, and eye waves like crystal jade, full of brilliance.

Zhao Zhen nodded thoughtfully, but his eyes did not leave her face, and he was a little stupid. And he called softly: "Official." He seemed to be disturbed by his dream, still sleepy, and asked vaguely, "Huh?" At this time, a palace person turned out from behind the bookshelf, bent his knees to say goodbye, and said, "Official, the Queen Mother invites you to go to Cining Hall for breakfast." ”

Zhao Zhen got up and pointed to Mo Lan who was kneeling, "You, follow and serve." After speaking, he walked downstairs, and a eunuch whispered: "The official family starts to drive the Cining Palace." ”

The people in the sweeping palace downstairs were obviously frightened, and they didn't know that the imperial car had come to the Renming Palace, and they had never had the experience of taking the car, let alone seen the holy car, so they all knelt on the ground in fear, bowing their heads and being silent.

Lang Yue knelt at the end, and saw that Moran followed the royal car away, full of doubts.

Out of the palace gate, there was already a shoulder guard of honor waiting on the palace street, Zhou Huaizheng invited the official family to enter the public opinion, and he took his own personal service, and the group went to the Cining Hall with a mighty ride.

Mo Lan didn't dare to move, and followed behind Su Jihe, the wound on his arm was not treated, he simply rolled up his coat, exposed the wound outside, and let the bleeding stop on its own. Moran took the handkerchief from his bosom and chased after him, trying to help him tie up his wounds. But he didn't let go, and the official didn't dare to reprimand her, so he had to glare at her in disgust. He was proud of his might, and when he galloped on the battlefield, the enemy saw him staring and blowing his beard, and he wanted to scare away three guts, but this woman was not afraid at all, and while walking with the guard of honor, he quickly tied the handkerchief to the wound, and lowered his voice and said: "Since I tied your arms for you, you should also return the jasper and golden hairpin to me." ”