"The grass and trees are also worried, and Shaohua is white-headed."

In late autumn, there is a bleak scene in front of me. Even though the royal garden is planted with countless evergreen plants, it is impossible to escape when it comes to this day.

A few days ago, the flowers in the temple gradually faded. According to common sense, these flowers are changed every day, but Xiao Xiang didn't know why he suddenly felt emotional, and ordered Xi Xi to keep the bouquet of flowers on his table.

Watch it bud, watch it bloom, watch it decay, watch it wither.

If it has not been picked off, it can also be "scattered into mud and dust", but it can be put in this carved gold vase, but there is no such opportunity. If it has no value, it will be discarded.

She sighed, got up and took the bouquet of flowers in her hand, and looked around, but there was nothing to do. She frowned slightly, ignored all this, and turned to go out.

When he met Xi Xi, who came in with white fungus soup, he heard Xi Xi exclaim: "Princess, where are you going?" ”

I don't know if I'm afraid that she will run away from marriage, or if I'm afraid of something else, in short, after the wedding date is set, no matter where she goes, there will be a group of people with her. It's annoying and annoying, even more so at this moment, Xi Xi saw her holding the remnant flower, and her face turned even pale: "Princess, this thing should be handed over to the slave maid to deal with, your phoenix body is precious, in case something is wrong......"

Xiao Xiang glared at her and said lightly, "Are you cursing me?" She knew that Xi Xi was just kind, but the depression in her heart couldn't be vented, and she was alone by her side at the moment, and her anger could only be vented on her.

Xi Xi hurriedly knelt down in fright, Xiao Xiang saw her face panicked, and felt a little unbearable, so he waved his hand: "You go with me." Without looking at her, he walked towards the back garden.

The name of the back garden of the Ganlu Hall is "Mengdong", which is the word inscribed by Li Shimin himself. She wore this Tang Dynasty for a few months, and the number of times Li Shimin came to the Ganlu Hall could be counted with five hands, but only a few times, Xiao Xiang found that he would definitely go to the Dream East Garden. Moreover, he would sit in the pavilion in the garden, silently looking at the three words of the Dream East Garden, and it would be half an hour at a glance.

I'm afraid there is some story behind this.

It's just that Xiao Xiang doesn't have the heart to delve into it, even if it is a poignant and turning story, it is only Li Shimin's story, and it has nothing to do with himself. Stories, after all, can only be stories, things that have passed.

Walking out the door, Mengdong Garden is different from other gardens, it is full of maple trees. In other seasons, it is verdant, but this autumn is like a flame burning through the clouds, and the whole garden is full of red clouds. When the wind blows, it is like countless flames jumping in front of you, beautiful and beautiful.

On the ground beneath your feet, there are leaves that have been blown off by the wind. When the shoes were stepped on, the fallen leaves rubbed against the ground, and there was a slight rustling sound, but it seemed like someone was singing something in a low voice. Xiao Xiang had a faint smile on his lips, but his heart was indescribably heavy, and Xi Xi slowly followed her until she stopped in front of a maple tree.

Putting the bouquet aside in her hand, she gently brushed away the floating soil in front of the maple.

She is not an elegant person, but today she is learning to bury flowers in Daiyu. If the group of friends from before the church saw it, they would definitely be out of breath from laughing, but she felt very normal at the moment. Maybe if the environment changes, people will also change, right?

Slowly put the gray bouquet into the pit where the floating soil was removed, and carefully pile soil on top to fill the pit. Quan should bury the feelings that should not exist, she stood up straight, took a deep breath, patted the dust off the surface of her clothes, and turned to leave without looking back.

And because her wedding is approaching, the exam for the musician to be promoted has been temporarily stopped, saying that it will not start until the princess's wedding. Xiao Xiang didn't have anything, this kind of promotion exam really had nothing to do with her, but Xu Hui was anxious because of this matter.

Xiao Xiang didn't know the reason why she had to enter the palace, but from the day she came to find herself, it was not difficult to guess that there was a great deal to do with it. It's just that she doesn't have the heart to explore. After the wedding, she will move outside the palace. Li Shimin has already given her a house, and it is being renovated at this time.

The affairs in the palace probably have nothing to do with her. As long as she is willing to live with her love in peace of mind, with her ability to "predict" the future, many disasters can be avoided in the past. Just grow old in peace.

Xiao Xiang felt that his state of mind had aged a lot all of a sudden, and his life seemed to have come to an end before it began.

"Princess?" Xu Hui's slightly anxious voice woke her up from her fugue, "What does the princess think of our proposal?" ”

Xiao Xiang showed an embarrassed smile, she hadn't listened to what Xu Hui said at all, what would be her opinion. However, this Xu Hui is a person who knows the eyes very well, just by looking at her, he knows that she didn't listen at all.

She smiled helplessly, and repeated Fang Cai's words again: "The princess is married, and you can call a musician as usual, I hope the princess can help me with this." Her tone was full of pleading, Xiao Xiang listened to it in her ears, and involuntarily twisted her eyebrows.

Xu Hui stared at her tightly, but she looked weak. Xiao Xiang's heart was churning, she didn't know whether she should help her or not, she didn't know what Xu Hui was going to do when she let Xun Yeyu enter the palace. But one thing she can be sure of is that this Xun Yeyu is not a good person to deal with. At that time, when she took out the Huoyun Gu, the feeling of the hairs on her body standing on end still clearly still remembers it clearly.

What kind of good kind of woman would be a woman who fiddles with this kind of thing?

Thinking about it with your toes is impossible.

Xiao Xiang took a deep breath and was about to answer, but Xu Hui took the first step to speak: "Don't worry, princess, Xu Hui said it directly." She paused, raising her hand to block the sunlight from the window. It's dusk, and the sunlight isn't dazzling, but if it hits your eyes directly, it can still be uncomfortable.

She raised her hand to block the sunlight, and the shadow of her palm happened to cover her eyes, making it impossible to see the look in her eyes: "Night Feather...... She is a member of the Pavilion. ”

Pavilion?!

Xiao Xiang was shocked, she had read in books that some royal families would support a group of killers to deal with those who wanted to get rid of them, but they couldn't do it openly. After a long period of precipitation, these killers formed their own organization and obeyed only the royal family. And this organization is called the Yan Pavilion.

This Xun Yeyu turned out to be a person in the Yan Pavilion?

Xu Hui's hand holding the porcelain cup trembled slightly, Xiao Xiang took a deep breath, Xi Xi and the others had already been rejected by her, and in this flower hall, there were only her and Xu Hui.

Her index finger bent unconsciously, knocked lightly on the table a few times, glanced at Xu Hui a few times, and suddenly smiled: "Why does Xu Chongrong believe in me so much?" ”

Xu Hui smiled wryly, put down the teacup, groped around his waist with his right hand for a moment, and took out a small sachet. She hesitated slightly, but still handed the sachet to Xiao Xiang: "Her Royal Highness the princess will see when you open it." ”

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