The palace seemed unusually quiet, Xiao Yao saw Liu Che sitting on the dragon chair quietly looking into the distance, Xiao Yao also turned around and looked outside the hall with Liu Che's gaze, he saw a black dot slowly moving towards this side, a thin figure slowly walked from more than 1000 stone steps to the palace, this man finally walked into the palace, he was wearing a white robe, his face was even whiter, as if he had pasted a layer of raw rice paper.

This handsome man knelt down and gave a big salute to Emperor Han, and Liu Che's eyes became very gentle. Silan looked at the young man, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Are you Mira?" Mira nodded: "You are Silan." It has been 10 years since they were separated, and the man looked at his sister as if he was looking at a passer-by: "Is there something wrong with my father?" Slan nodded. The man was silent for a long time, looking up at the gorgeous top of the main hall, and for a long time, two tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and fell on the colorful carved bricks of Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che said on the dragon throne, your sister is here to pick you up. Liu Che's voice seemed distant and weak, and at this time he didn't feel the voice of an emperor at all. Mira shook her head, I didn't know my way home. There was a deathly silence in Weiyang Palace, Xiao Yao felt that this was not normal, overall, this was not like an emperor, something must have gone wrong.

Si Lan looked at Xiao Yao, my brother is reluctant to go back to Loulan, I am a woman, from now on, you will be the king of Loulan. Xiao Yao said, I'm not, if Mira doesn't go back, you are. Silan said that the rules of Loulan since ancient times, women are not allowed to be kings, Silan's voice is clear and bright, and the gloomy palace is like a flower coming out of the cracks of the palace bricks and climbing onto the robes of these civil and military generals.

In the evening, Xiao Yao and Si Lan were arranged to rest in a small courtyard on the west side of the palace. The small courtyard was full of chrysanthemums, and at this time Xiao Yao knew, oh, it's September. He remembered the name of a netizen, September Bingju. In addition to the chrysanthemums, there is also a huge ginkgo tree with goose-yellow leaves scattered all over the ground.

Xiao Yao looked at the stars in the sky outside the window, retracted his gaze, and said to Silan in front of him, "Why do they let us live in the same room?" "Silan said, maybe they think we are husband and wife, can you help me go and see, why is Mila reluctant to go back to Loulan, we have a saying in Loulan, life is Loulan people, death is Loulan ghosts, oh, what's the matter, I see you have a firefly here? Si Lan said as he stretched out his hand and touched Xiao Yao's forehead. Xiao Yao said, this means that I can go and ask why your brother doesn't want to go back to Loulan.

Xiao Yao walked around the huge palace and found that if he continued to walk like this, even if it took one night, he might not be able to see Mira, and the most important problem was that he didn't know where Mira would stay at all. Xiao Yao walked down the corridor into a back garden, and the palace maids in the distance were in twos and threes, and Xiao Yao's main task now was to prevent them from discovering him.

He has been hiding behind the wooden pillars of the zigzag corridor, the corridor is next to a huge lotus pond, the fragrance of lotus flowers is very strong, at that moment, Xiao Yao even thought that it is a good idea to live in this Weiyang Palace for the rest of his life. Xiao Yao glanced at the moon, the moon is very big tonight, this moon in Chang'an and the moon in Guangzhou should be the same round, right?

Xiao Yao felt his body become lighter, and he watched his feet leave the ground and rise all the way to the sky above the imperial city. If he continued to rise at this rate, he believed he could fly to the moon. He was a little scared when he thought about it, as a modern young man, he knew that there was no Chang'e and no osmanthus wine, and when he thought so, his body no longer rose, and hung quietly in the air.