In the early morning, the sun is thin and peeks through the clouds.

I put on a lilac veil, curled my hair casually, and walked nonchalantly towards the study.

Along the way, you will pass by a few oleander trees growing luxuriantly. I suddenly remembered that Suoxin, such a young girl, had just become the manager, but the final outcome was that Beiyu Jinchen was buried with a good life. Mincha's Luo Yu married him, in exchange for Jin Xucao's intestines and died, Wan Niang admired him for several years, and the final result was a helpless suicide, I don't know if all the people related to him will have no good end. But he is somewhat similar to me, his mother died because of me, and the sisters of the Night Pavilion also died because of me, and so did Liu Shuxin. The difference, perhaps, is that he doesn't feel upset and guilty, whereas I will.

Pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, Prince Xuan's mansion is not big, but it is very exquisite. Perhaps because of the topography, the summer is very cool, there are not many people, and it is very clean. I heard that the first emperor was very fond of Prince Xuan, who was still the sixth prince, and for convenience, he built a palace not far from the palace for summer vacation, and only needed to take a boat, and it took less than half an hour to arrive. It's just that he didn't expect the first emperor to die suddenly, but the edict left behind was to let the most unfavored seven princes succeed to the throne. This incident was well known in Beiyan at that time, and the Queen Mother used many means to suppress the rumors.

He was obviously born with a golden spoon and soaked in a honey jar, why does he have such a cold heart?

When I went to the study, there happened to be some of the palace's advisers coming out of it, all of whom looked quite old, and the last old man who came out saw me and nodded slightly, and I smiled in response, saying that I obviously didn't know him.

In the study, there are many books neatly arranged on the shelves, most of which are related to the art of war. Beiyu Jinchen sat on the couch, set up a chess table, and played against himself, only the old butler stood with his eyes down.

I sat down across from him without looking up, and continued to fall.

I played against him with a sunspot, and I was trapped in a dead game in less than a cup of tea, and the victory or defeat was self-evident.

Since I was a child, my least favorite thing was playing chess and riding horses, so every time I played a game, I had to lose, every time I rode a horse, I had to fall, and even the old pavilion master in the pavilion had nothing to say.

"The prince has this leisure." I mocked him.

He put down the chess pieces, picked up the teacup and said, "Is there anything important for the pavilion master to come here?" ”

"Nature." I looked at him directly, "Su Jin has never traded at a loss, so this time I have to increase my chips." ”

Beiyu Jinchen raised his eyes to look at me at this time, "How much more." ”

"Add another thousand taels, gold."

The old butler's eyes widened, and he replied anxiously: "The palace is not a vault!" ”

I snorted, brought myself a cup of tea, and replied, "I don't know if others know it, at least, I know that the prince has a lot more business than the Dark Night Pavilion." ”

Beiyu Jinchen was not annoyed, smiled faintly, and said: "Greed, everyone has it, but if you are too greedy, you will have to reap the consequences." ”

I didn't expect him to bargain, and he said it so righteously, I thought that when he became the prince, he should have made enough money.

"One thousand taels of gold, because I thought everything was going well, and this does not include what I have to bear in the palace." I pointed to the wound on my shoulder, and was pleased to see the butler blowing his beard and glaring.

"Okay." He gently put down the teacup and took back the chess pieces on the table one by one.

"Lord Wang......" The housekeeper wanted to speak and stopped, but finally gave up after seeing their prince waving his hand.

Dusk falls, and the sky is dyed with colorful clouds.

Changed into a Yunxia dance dress, lightly applied makeup, and applied a little powder, and suddenly remembered a small song in the fireworks alley: Beauty is like a fairy, this is even poison, beauty is like a dream, it is illusory. Gentle township, well-dressed, this love is just broken fireworks.

Maybe it's because I haven't put on makeup for many years, and I haven't seen myself in the mirror properly, and now, this face makes me a little uncomfortable. I covered my left cheek with my left hand, and half of my face was like a dream. The most beautiful eye I have ever seen is Luo Yu in the painting, full of autumn water, and in the mirror, those eyes carry too much hatred, and they can't be compared with her after all.

The dance dress has long sleeves, the sleeves are sewn with a hidden pocket, collecting the most delicate pink moon season in the early morning, removing the petals and putting them into the dark pocket, there are five colorful butterflies in the transparent crystal bottle on the table, and a silver chain is placed on the cork, I tie the silver bell chain to my ankle, every step is full of crisp sound. The crimson veil covered the scars on his face, and only a pair of eyes and a little plum blossom pattern remained on his forehead.

When I turned around, I saw Beiyu Jinchen standing at the door, without saying a word.

"What? Not good-looking? But it fits perfectly. I picked up the hem of my skirt and spun it around, and in an instant, the pearls on the hem of the skirt bloomed in a strange way.

"No shoes?" He raised an eyebrow.

"yes, no shoes." I pointed to the chain on my foot.

He turned his head to look at the dusty bluestone path at the door, but did not answer.

"So, please also ask the prince to do Su Jin a favor." I walked over to look at him, and he turned his black eyes and picked me up very consciously. Originally, I just wanted to tease him, but I didn't expect him to really pick me up, and there was still a faint smile in his eyes that had not changed for thousands of years, and I couldn't see the emotion.

"If nothing happens, the emperor will invite you to Wuling Palace, and when the time comes, she will pick you up, and you can get out of the way."

I nodded, not thinking more.

The carriage was upholstered, and I leaned back in my chair to close my eyes. After half an hour, the sky darkened, and the carriage stopped at Jingyuan, where the palace banquet was located.

After getting out of the carriage, I saw a pool of lotus flowers, the pool was so large that I couldn't see the end at a glance. In the center of the pond there is a high platform, which is filled with lotus candlesticks and water lanterns.

I tiptoed to test the temperature of the water and stepped on a stake in the water, which was lined up all the way to the edge of the table. If you don't look closely, you can't detect it at all, just when you stand on the water out of thin air.

"The palace banquet is placed by the Ronghua Pool, can the pavilion master be sure?" He stroked the white jade wrench on his thumb, and the awe-inspiring aura became even stronger.

I nodded in response. Looking into the distance, the endless city walls. The palace is a prison made of gold. Wait for the blindfolded people to jump in and devour them, never to turn over.

It was as sad and ridiculous as I saw men and women in beautiful costumes reveling in the prison they had built. I turned to him and asked, "Guess who's going to kill the deer in the end?" ”

He was indifferent, "ruthless, heartless man." ”

He is right, ruthlessness is heartlessness, heartlessness is fearlessness, fearlessness is a winner.

All kinds of palace maids were in a hurry, hanging countless palace lamps and putting on countless delicacies, and I sat on the tree near the water, covered by flowers and leaves.

Beiyu Jinchen suddenly muttered a word of wind, I don't know what he meant, lowered his head to look at him, his eyes were facing each other, he frowned suddenly, and then left without looking back, his back was straight, and the dark purple court dress made the temperament that was as warm as jade disappear, and the silver crown curled up his hair, which was not as casual as when he first met. looks like such a beautiful person, but he is also full of calculations in the city.

"Yingjia-" A sharp voice sounded up and down the palace, and when I looked closely, everyone knelt down, I saw Beiyu Jinchen's side face, without the slightest disrespect, he hid his emotions so deeply, how much stamina does it take to be disdainful of all the emotions in the world, is it really just for power?

The palace maids of the brigade came with lanterns, surrounded by a person, a bright yellow brocade robe, embroidered with auspicious clouds and flying dragons, tied with a white jade belt, and only tied her hair with a hollow carved gold crown, I know that this person is the emperor of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

I think that the people of the royal family are all born well, and he also has an unimpeccable face, an almost pale complexion, and eyes that seem to contain a layer of moisture, I never thought that the emperor of Beiyan looked a little weak.

He didn't seem to be in good shape, he was always coughing, and the palace maid put on a cloak for him, and he smiled and said flat.

There are not many palace concubines, plus Li Concubine, there are only five people, if you count the queen who did not come and the low-status unqualified to come, it is estimated that there are only about ten. The world was initially decided, and the new emperor ascended the throne for three years, and it should not be enough to come to the harem.

The lights are staggered, I saw Mu Han, between her eyebrows is still as proud as ever, the smoky silk cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt, lined with snow-white skin, the cherry red gemstone step is shining in the hair, I haven't seen her in January, she is so marked.

Turning his gaze to the right, he saw a person who felt extremely familiar, a blue brocade robe with a snowy robe, handsome eyebrows, sitting there without moving, like a statue.