At the beginning of the new year, not only Lingyun Peak, but also from the Moon Pavilion, every place under the mountain and every place in the world is a new atmosphere.

Suiyun Xiaozhu can finally relax for a while, Jinxiu, as the proprietress of Suiyun Xiaozhu, is naturally the one who gave out red envelopes, and after sending away the last Xiao Wu who was reluctant to leave by her side, she closed the door and went upstairs.

Walk briskly and smile.

Although the festive atmosphere has a great impact on her, how can she resist the knot in her heart and feel comfortable.

However, because of the Chinese New Year, there are no guests from all walks of life stopping in Suiyun Xiaozhu, and their information is getting less and less. The imperial capital, which was already far away, was thousands of miles away, and I didn't know what the current situation was.

Everyone was celebrating the New Year, and almost everyone was really relieved, they regarded the fireworks in the imperial capital as ominous, and all the ominous finally ended with the departure of the old year and the arrival of the new year.

The Central Plains Martial Arts is almost equivalent to reorganizing the rivers and mountains, but fortunately, although there are many sacrifices, they have not yet led this disaster to ordinary people.

It's just that most people don't know that there is another important matter, that is, there is an ambitious Shen Yinglin in the imperial palace.

Without the news in circulation, Jinxiu has no way to know what is going on over there, about Murong Yuanxing and Shen Yinglin's thoughts, she can't guess either of them, just thinking about it, how to say that it is only the first day of junior high school today, it shouldn't be like this.

However, how can she understand that those who regard power as their fate have long put these "mundane things" behind them.

On the night of the first day of the new year, Jinxiu sat down in the room alone and lit a new lamp.

As soon as she sat down, she suddenly remembered something, stood up again, and opened the window.

Under the night, it was pitch black outside, and Jinxiu said, "Come in." ”

In an instant, two people dressed in the same color as late at night entered through the window and saluted respectfully to Jinxiu.

This is the secret guard that Murong Yuanxing has always arranged by Jinxiu's side, the secret guard of the palace.

She insisted on refusing to ask Summer and Autumn to come with her, but she couldn't stop Murong from traveling far away and still sent someone.

"I'm going to be fine here, and on the first day of the new year, you should also take a good rest." Splendid language is gentle and gentle.

These two people have been protecting her in the shadows, and although she has really not encountered any danger, this secret guard is really hard.

"Imperial Princess, it is our duty to protect you, and we will never dare to leave." One of the guards said seriously.

Jinxiu admired Murong Yuanxing in his heart, he was capable, and he could have countless people like the secret guards in front of him, who were loyal to him. But she felt sorry for the two people in front of her, they were just two young people, but they couldn't enjoy even a little warmth on the day of reunion.

Jinxiu remembered that most of the guards and secret guards who traveled from afar were single and had nothing to worry about, so she said: "I understand, since you can't rest, it's okay to drink a bowl of wine and eat something." ”

Jinxiu said and opened the door and walked out again.

The two behind her looked at each other for a moment, but they followed.

"Imperial Princess, this ......"

"It's been done a lot, these are all new, it's not leftovers, you guys sit down." Jinxiu saw the two of them standing at the table in the hall of Suiyun Xiaozhu, at a loss.

They are all trained secret guards, and they are decisive in killing, but there will be times like this.

"Sit down, this is not a palace, don't worry about it." Splendid Road.

The two of them sat down, trembling.

"You've been here all these days?" Jinxiu asked.

"There will be dark guards who will come to be replaced, but these days, it just happens to be us." A long strand of hair fell down from the forehead of the dark guard who spoke, covering half of his eyes, and his appearance was ordinary, so ordinary that he was like a young man like Xiao Wu, and he couldn't find it when he got into the crowd.

But if you are willing to look and admire, you will find that he has his goodness.

"Imperial Princess, thank you."

In Suiyun Xiaozhuli, although there were only three of them at the moment, the two secret guards felt that this warm feeling was too real.

In the past, in the palace, during the New Year, I would still sit with my brothers, talk and laugh, look at the moon in the sky, and miss the distant or never-seen home.

And now, he can sit with the imperial concubine.

The title of imperial concubine was given to Jinxiu by Murong Yuanxing, and there was no precedent in the past. Although it is not the title of the queen, it is more noble and unique than the concubine.

Many people don't understand that it is rumored that Murong Yuanxing loves the imperial concubine so much and will celebrate her birthday every year, but why he refuses to call her the queen, but after a long time, the title of imperial concubine, with those true or bizarre rumors, has gradually become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It wasn't until about a year ago that the palace accepted a new concubine, and this title gradually left everyone's sight.

"If you don't feel comfortable here, I'll go back to my room, feel free." Jinxiu looked at the two of them who were still nervous, put the two red envelopes left on her body into their hands, and left.

The two of them held the gift in their hands, and the corners of their eyes couldn't help but moisten a little.

Midnight, even on the first day of the new year, was silent, and most people had already fallen asleep.

And at this moment, in the palace far away in the sky, there are still people who can't sleep, and it is impossible to fall asleep at all.

In the Cuizhu Palace, Shen Qingcha was pacing around in his bedroom, feeling uneasy.

The person she sent to ask for His Majesty has not yet returned, and every minute and second of her waiting is like torment.

After so many days, even if Shen Yinglin repeatedly warned her that Murong Yuanxing was ruthless and would not be a good person, she still fell in love with that person, fell in love, and gave it, there was no way out.

She couldn't harm him, she couldn't sprinkle the poison that her father always sent to her into Murong Yuanxing's cup.

And at this moment, knowing that her father was going to do it tomorrow night, she really couldn't sleep peacefully.

I just hope that Ah Zheng will not block the palace maid who will pass the word, and don't see her.

It was midnight on the first day of the new year, and she called someone to invite His Majesty late at night, no matter how she said it, the chances were too small.

Shen Qingcha continued to pace around the dormitory.

Cuizhu Palace is more and more gorgeous because of her favored concubine, but the gorgeous palace is no different from ordinary houses at night, shrouded in darkness.

The faint moonlight on the horizon hit down, and there were too many places that didn't shine.

The attendants and palace maids around Murong Yuanxing were all ordered to retreat, and he stood alone outside the dormitory of Cuizhu Palace, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, I pushed the door and walked in.

"Ah Zheng, you're here." Shen Qingcha saw someone coming, and walked towards him in a hurry.

"Concubine Ai, call me late at night, what happened?" Murong walked away and said calmly.

"Ah Zheng, Ah Zheng, run away, my father is going to rebel!" Shen Qingcha hurriedly said the most important sentence.