The palace, the cornices and vermilion walls, the jade long road.

The palace people are in a hurry, shuttling with lights.

The two dragons on the cornice, with golden scales and golden armor, are vivid, as if they want to fly into the air.

The glazed jade tiles quietly overflowed with colorful light in the hazy white moonlight.

I walk here, and I don't seem to belong here.

"Eldest princess, the emperor has been waiting for a long time." The palace maid is blessed and respectful.

The eldest princess? I wondered what it meant.

Looking down at his service, the dark purple palace dress was graceful and luxurious, the placket was a delicate Su embroidered epiphany, and the heavy and complex ornaments on the head hung down and the pearl tassels swayed in the ears.

followed the palace maid into the palace hall, and glanced back at the windward banner in the center, on which were two strong and powerful characters, Liangxi.

Liangxi ...... This is the imperial palace of Liangxi?

In the main hall, the cloud-roofed sandalwood is the beam, the crystal jade is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and the fan gold is the pillar base.

The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung with a silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread peony flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas.

There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon. The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into the lotus, the flower becomes the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot step only feels warm and moist, it turns out to be the warm jade of Lantian is chiseled, and the extravagance is extremely smacking.

The Manchu and Han banquets are all available, and each dish is carefully carved like a craftsman, which is beautiful.

The yellow-robed man on the high seat looks immature, but his young face has the demeanor of a king. The crown of gold, the white jade belt, I have never seen Xin Li like this, he should only be a fourteen-year-old teenager, but the look on his face is beyond his age.

"Sister Huang, look." In front of him is a splendid picture of mountains and rivers, dozens of meters long, with the palace as the axis, the moat as the boundary, along the road to the west, all the rivers, lakes and seas are vivid, detailed to the expressions of the characters in each bazaar are different.

"This is Liangxi, the rivers and mountains of Liangxi, our world!" He was almost insane, and I was at a loss. "Sister Huang, you are a great hero of Liangxi! Come, I'll toast you! ”

Inside the silverware sake bottle is a fine sake, spicy and mellow.

The rim of the glass touched the lip flap, and the wine had not yet adhered to the lips, and the coldness and sharp pain in my lower abdomen had to stop me.

It was a knife that had pierced the clothes deep and plunged into it.

I looked at him, his hand still holding the end of the hilt.

"Sister, only when you die, can I protect the rivers and mountains of Liangxi with peace of mind. Don't worry, I will definitely bury you in the imperial mausoleum and leave a name for ......eternity."

His vision dimmed until his shadow shrank into a tiny dot.

It's like I'm floating in the sea, drifting, and having no fixed place to live.

"Ahem...... Ahem, cough ......" The sound of violent coughing cleared up his senses, and every part of his body cried out for cold and pain.

Squinting his eyes, it took a long time to adjust to the light outside. It turned out that it was all a dream, and another dream, and the nightmare seemed to never go away.

Dead trees, flowing water, ice. A few completely dry fallen leaves fall on the tip of the nose.

I rubbed my groggy head and found myself lying on the bank of the river, my legs still soaked in cold water, numb from the cold.

I finally moved out, and my body seemed to fall apart, and the heavy winter clothes absorbed enough moisture, and I wore it like I was wearing an ice armor.

Wait, Beiyu Jinchen, by the way, he's obviously with me!

Regardless of the pain on his body, he got up from the ground, and the world swirled for a while, and he only gained his senses before he could stand firm. The red figure on the shore not far away made my heart tense for no reason.

Running like crazy, getting closer, getting closer.

And he lay on the ground, lifeless, and his red robe burned his heart like blood.

I held his hand, but it was colder than the water in the river, and I couldn't feel his pulse, I couldn't sense his breath.

He finally stopped smiling indifferently and didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and finally stopped being indifferent and fearless, separated from the world, as if he was asleep.

There is a side in my heart that has collapsed, no support, no direction. I finally understood what his presence meant to me, even if he used me to hurt me to get close to the Night Pavilion, as long as he lived. As long as he lives, I am willing to be used by him, willing to ally with him, and just want to get closer to him a little, a little.

I didn't want to shed tears, but it didn't work, it made me feel more uncomfortable.

I hugged him and leaned on his chest, trying to warm him with my own warmth, and trying to hear him say something ridiculous and teasing. But nothing, he will no longer threaten me with 10,000 cold sun dead soldiers, and he will not save me from danger again. This person I want to guard against has infiltrated and lingered in my heart at some point.

"Jinchen, I beg you, wake up. I beg you to ......" Tears gathered, choking into unbridled crying.

I finally understood how Nata's heart was broken in the face of the yin and yang separating ink and silver.

And at this moment, what I am bearing is such a heart-wrenching pain.