Jingyang Palace.

The night is as quiet as water, and time passes slowly. The light and shadow around are covered and hidden, as dark as thick ink, and there is a slight undercurrent surging, and you can feel the tenderness of it across the skin.

Junzi Yun appeared in such a hazy illusion, and gradually a shadow became clear, curling Tingting's figure, the beads swaying, with his back to him.

"Childe."

With a slender and shallow voice, she is a woman.

"Who? Princess Ningxiang? "Junzi Yun doesn't know where this is, but he wants to see the true face of people, obviously he was attending the farewell banquet of Shuguo before, why did he suddenly come to this situation?

In the haze, Jun Ziyun reached out and stroked the tulle on the woman's shoulder, and was carried all the way from the bed to the wooden collapse.

"Childe closed his eyes."

Jun Ziyun felt an invisible force, and unconsciously closed his eyes, and there was a soft touch on his face, it was a human kiss, which made him can't help but want more.

Gently hugged the person in front of her and embedded it in her arms, greedily buried in her neck socket to breathe, the familiar breath made Jun Ziyun indulge.

"Childe."

The woman's soft voice was bewitching, and Junzi Yun took it to the bed and pressed it, and his hand stroked over her delicate face, tracing it inch by inch.

Gradually dimming to brightness, Junzi Yun looked at the person below him with his eyes open, and he could distinguish Yu Wuling's face.

I felt that Yu Wuling's eyes were like silk, and his delicate body was warm and soft, which stimulated Junziyun to be a little hot.

It's ridiculous.

At this moment, Yu Wuling in front of him was dressed in green clothes, his hair was tied up with a headband, revealing a plain little face, and he smiled lightly.

Jun Ziyun got up from the bed and retreated to the center of the room.

Suddenly, the scene changed, and the original Spring Festival tent was gone.

I saw that in the elegant and simple room, there was a faint fragrance of agarwood, Yu Wuling was reading at the desk, and Junzi Yun was in the house, a little unknowing.

It's a dream.

Jun Ziyun walked forward, feeling inch after inch of floating ground under his feet, unreal, but people didn't want to break it.

The road was very short, but it was a long walk, he couldn't get close to the desk, and Yu Wuling couldn't see him.

Jun Ziyun walked a few steps, then suddenly stopped and began to look around.

It was Yu Wuling's study, and there were vaguely miscellaneous books he gave her on the table, a few plates of snacks, and maybe there were Lu Yi and Fang Junshi outside the room, and there were stings and pond fish.

He hadn't dreamed in a long time. Such a sudden panic, and an unexpected peace.

The dream is indeed absurd, and the gentleman who woke up did not sleep all night. The real touch of the person in the dream and the familiarity of the feeling made him a little nostalgic.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt the cold breath in the house, and it was definitely Guanshan County in winter.

Jun Ziyun closed his eyes again, a certain fragment flashed in his mind, and a smile slipped on his face.

That's enough.

Pushing open the door, I saw Ning Xiang standing outside in regular clothes.

"Princess." Junzi Yun opened the door, let Ning Xiang into the house, summoned his subordinates to bring warm water, and lit a stove in the house.

Ning Xiang was full of joy, with expectation in her eyes: "King Jingyang, I ......"

"You saw off this king yesterday, and today you came in disguise, what is the matter?"

"You?" Listening to the coldness in Jun Ziyun's tone, Ning Xiang obviously showed doubt, "Why didn't you react?" ”

"How should the king react?"

Ning Xiang pursed her lips, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, gently unscrewed the stopper, and the faint fluorescent-like powder in the bottle was scattered in the air, stained on the gentleman's robe, and disappeared without a trace between the hairs.

"I don't believe it doesn't work."

Junzi Yun frowned, although he didn't know what the bottle of powder was, but Ning Xiang's behavior caused his dissatisfaction: "Princess, please respect yourself." ”

Ning Xiang smiled: "Junzi Yun, I am willing to treat you alone for the rest of my life, why are you still dissatisfied?" ”

"The princess thinks this is a favor for the king?"

"This palace is hired by the Shu country, and my country's emperor and queen will have a couple for a lifetime, and there will be no disaster of three wives and four concubines, you like to be quiet and elegant, isn't this very suitable for you?"

"Who said that this king likes to be quiet, as long as it's not you, I can accept three wives and four concubines."

"You!" Ning Xiang was in a hurry, and dropped the porcelain bottle in his hand, "Anyway, you fell for the tulip, you can't refuse me!" ”

"Tulip." Jun Ziyun smiled, "Since you came in, this king has closed the big hole on his body, even if a little tulip enters his body, it will not be to the point of being controlled by you." ”

"The tulip main palace went down last night."

Jun Ziyun remembered last night's ignorance, and he was a little clear.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

"The high priest of the Shu Kingdom will also use such means, which really impresses the king."

"Brother Xin is in charge of the position of high priest, and he has to think about the marriage of Emperor Shu. As a special medicine for the royal family, in order for the emperor to consistently set an example for the people, the tulip will make the people who fall in love with the applicator, and they will be unswerving for a lifetime. Ning Xiang was quite proud, presumably because of her confidence in Qi Xin and Tulip Fragrance.

At this time, Shiraike came in from outside the house, bringing a cold wind with him, stirring up the cold in the room.

"Everyone else's little girls have used ancestral secret recipes for you, why don't you react at all?"

Ning Xiang was also puzzled, and looked back at Junzi Yun with a calm face: "It may also be that the weather is cold and it will take some time." ”

Bai Yechi looked at the innocent incense and said with a smile: "I also heard that the high priest of the Shu Kingdom will only make tulips once in his life, and the things used must be developed by people who like the emperor, or heart or blood, or something else. In short, a lifetime of 'love' will be exchanged for another person's 'love' for the emperor. ”

Ning Xiang listened, and was a little unaware, shocked, and surprised.

Bai Yechi continued to ask: "I am also very curious, who would love His Highness Ning Xiang so much, and would be willing to make such an exchange with the high priest to make tulips for His Royal Highness Ning Xiang?" ”

"Brother Xin......" Ning Xiang glanced at the cold Junzi Yun with a complicated expression, turned around and ran out of the palace.

Bai Yechi watched the group follow Ning Xiang away, turned around with confidence, and circled around Jun Ziyun.

"I said, you don't have that tulip?"

Jun Ziyun's expression was indifferent, but he still replied: "Well, it's hit, it seems to be very deep." ”

"Hey! Don't scare me, you really want to go to Shuguo to be a 'queen'! Bai Yechi shouted, dressed in dark blue stripes and black brocade clothes, completely out of shape.

"Whether it's true or not, I'll know when I return to Yujing."

Jun Ziyun looked at the pot of green grass at the corner of the table with a faint gaze: "Bai Yechi, you should take care of Guanshan County." ”

Bai Yechi stopped holding the pastry in his hand, froze there, and his tone was quite helpless: "You really don't plan to come back?" ”

"Yes. No one can say for sure. ”