didn't hear the imaginary slap, and the palace maid who peeked at it before raised her eyelids tremblingly and looked at her suspiciously, but she didn't expect to be stunned by this look.

Today's sky is gloomy, but the wild roses on the cloister are like a sea of crimson fire, giving Yin Xian's cold posture two points of beauty. And Luo Nanyin, who has always been domineering, has red cheeks at the moment, bows her head and is silent, looking like a little daughter.

The breeze rose suddenly, and the wild rose petals fell with the wind, hitting between the two of them, and falling to the ground along the flying robe.

The maid stood there in a daze, until all the people in front of her were gone, and her companion pulled her arm and called her, and she came back to her senses.

"What are you staying, Princess Yuanyi is back."

The palace maid stood still and muttered alone, "It's so beautiful." ”

The companion was puzzled: "What beauty?" ”

The maid did not answer.

It's not that she doesn't want to answer, it's that she can't describe the feeling at all.

It's not the beauty of today's weather, it's not the beauty of the roses blooming in full bloom on the corridor, it's not the beauty of Princess Yuanyi, and it's not the beauty of Yin Shizi. It's that these pictures are so harmoniously combined, the time and place are favorable, just like God's arrangement, you can't tell you clearly, but you can deeply feel the texture of this intertwined fate.

This, she thought, was probably the most spiritual beauty she had ever seen in her life.

……

It's night.

Changle Palace, outside the Linglong Palace, on the couch of the beauty.

Luo Nanyin stuffed two lumps of cotton into her nose and was lying on the beauty couch. Forsythia took a bowl of soup that had just been cooked, and said, "Your Highness, this bitter gourd soup has just been cooked, drink it while it's hot." ”

Luo Nanyin buzzed his nose and said speechlessly: "Why is it bitter gourd soup, why not rock sugar pear soup?" ”

Forsythia smiled: "If you want to say that the fastest way to clear the heat is of course the bitter gourd soup, Your Highness, you just had a nosebleed, and now you urgently need to get rid of the fire." ”

As soon as she talked about nosebleeds, Luo Nanyin was ashamed to death, rolling around on the beauty couch with a thin blanket, beating her chest and feet.

Here's the thing.

In the afternoon, after she hummed, she also felt that her behavior was very much like flirting, and just as she was about to make amends, Yin Xian actually laughed, although this laugh was only for a moment, but she still caught it.

Can you imagine that the always cold villain Yin Xian actually laughed under a scorching blooming wild rose. The smile on her always cold face reminded her of a poem: Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.

As soon as her nose was hot, she reached out and wiped it...... It's over, although the spirit resists the beauty, but the body doesn't seem to resist.

It's really a death before you get out of school.

Just when she was embarrassed and wanted to get into the crack in the ground, Yin Xian uncharacteristically teased her: "In order to teach me a lesson, you are really willing to spend your blood." ”

Immediately, she was ashamed and angry, and ran away without a trace.

What a shame to throw into the 21st century!

Luo Nanyin covered her face in the blanket, and said angrily: "I have a nosebleed because of the fire!" ”

Forsythia stood aside and said with a smile: "That's why I drank this bitter gourd soup." ”

Luo Nanyin clenched his hands into fists and hammered the beauty couch, and collapsed: "It's really because the weather is too dry that I have a nosebleed!" ”

Forsythia looked calm and said, "It's like this in autumn." ”

Luo Nanyin ignored it and said to herself: "It's all the fault of this autumn!" ”

How does it feel to talk about chickens and ducks? Forsythia frowned, and then continued, "Autumn is indeed dry. ”

After speaking, she looked at Luo Nanyin in an unhappy mood, and tried to change the topic: "But Your Highness, you see that the moon in autumn is very beautiful, and it doesn't matter if the air is drier." ”

In the middle of the night, Luo Nanyin raised his head angrily and moved his gaze to the moon in the sky.

She still had two lumps of cotton stuffed in her nose, and she gritted her teeth and said to the sky: "You mean old moon! ”

Forsythia: "......" how do you feel that His Highness's thinking has been a little jumpy lately.

Moon: "??? "Did I provoke you when the moon recruited you?