Rainy night.

Remove the sound of rain and indicate strong winds.

They wantonly hit brick by brick, grass and tree in the palace, showing the great power of nature to this place that represents the pinnacle of power.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps mixed with the rain sounded in the palace.

I saw that the man was dressed as a palace maid, and his steps were staggering, and he couldn't see her face clearly on this moonless night.

The oil-paper umbrella she was holding was crooked by the wind, and it was no longer able to cover the heavy rain.

At first, she tried to use an umbrella in front of her, but the wind and rain gradually increased. She simply threw away her umbrella and let herself be exposed to the heavy rain, speeding forward.

Soon, I saw a beautiful palace not far from her, and slowly walked in, on the black gold nanmu washed by the rain, the three big characters of "Jinle Palace" appeared on it.

"Sister Zimo, why are you in the rain?!" Even if it was far away, Xiao Juan still recognized Zi Mo at a glance.

In "Jinle Palace", except for Zi Mo, there are really few people who are so good to her.

Xiaojuan had already fallen asleep, but after being awakened by the sound of rain, she found Zimo when she got up and closed the window. Seeing Zi Mo walking in the heavy rain without holding up the umbrella, it was really an indescribable surprise.

Because of their close relationship, the two lived in the same room, and it happened that neither of them served tonight.

Obviously, Zimo went to bed earlier than her, and she was surprised when she didn't see her when she got up in the middle of the night.

She was surprised that at this moment, Zi Mo was already standing under the porch. Xiaojuan hurriedly fetched her clothes and put them on her.

While helping her into the house, he asked, "Sister Zimo, what happened?" "It's not normal to go out of "Jinle Palace" so late, and it's even more abnormal to come back like this!

Zi Mo seemed to be shivering because of the cold, and did not answer her.

Xiaojuan knew each other and didn't ask again.

She seems to be young, but she has actually been in the palace for several years, but she has never had the opportunity to serve a favorite concubine like Concubine Song Xian before.

Although after she entered the "Jinle Palace", the emperor never came once. But Concubine Song Xian gave birth to a third prince, and this status naturally cannot be compared with her former masters.

After years of immersion in the palace, she has already learned her own rules of survival.

However, how sincere he was to Zi Mo, he couldn't help but ask again.

"Sister Zimo, don't stop talking. Tell me what's going on. Don't hold it back! ”

The reason why I asked again was because Zi Mo's expression on his face was very strange, which made people feel eerie and terrifying.

Zi Mo seemed to hear Xiaojuan's words, turned his head to look at her, and laughed twice. It makes Xiaojuan's scalp tingle.

It wasn't like the man she knew.

"Xiaojuan, she's finished! She's done—she's done—"

Xiaojuan didn't understand what Zi Mo was saying at all, she only felt that she was really scary at this time.

Thinking about Zi Mo's recent situation again, I was really worried in my heart.

"Sister Zimo, who is finished?" She asked tentatively, not expecting her to answer her.

Who knows, Zi Mo actually said something that made her want to be deaf.

What she said was: "Su Chengcheng is finished!" The Su Chengcheng in the palace is fake! Absolutely fake! ”

Zi Mo's hair was originally loose. Now it is wet from the rain and sticks to my face, because the rain is so heavy that it even runs down my hair.

Such embarrassment also shows how terrible she is at this time.

Xiao Juan's heartbeat was about to stop, she suddenly moved away from Zi Mo, and then confirmed tremblingly: "Fake ...... Fake? Sister Zi Mo ...... Sister, don't make such jokes?! ”

Zi Mo didn't answer this time, just muttered the words "She's finished" in a low voice, and the whole person seemed to be stunned.

Xiao Juan's teeth chattered, and in the end, her body seemed to have lost all her strength, making her fall to the ground all of a sudden.

She had a bad feeling in her heart.

Concubine Su fell into the city.

Now who doesn't know that the concubine is deeply favored by the emperor, and for more than half a month, she has been favored every night, which is unprecedented.

Listening to Zi Mo's words, it was clear that he wanted to be the enemy of the concubine.

Why?

It's because ...... Is it a virtuous concubine?

Xiaojuan had many questions in her mind, but she didn't want to know the answers to them.

She just wants to live well!

Alive!

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the two people with very different faces in the room.

A wet face with an eerie smile. The other was a pale face, with only those eyes, which were bright.

……

"Ahh

Zhao Baolin woke up from his dream again, sat up and exclaimed briefly. Before he could come back to his senses, he was startled by the lightning outside the window.

"Pearl! Pearls! ”

She screamed twice in a hoarse voice, and before she could scream again, the whole room lit up. Then there was the sound of soft footsteps.

Apparently, someone turned the lights on.

The curtains of the bed were lifted, and one was draped in a tunic. A delicate girl with loose hair appeared in front of Zhao Baolin's bed.

"The little lord has a nightmare again?"

"Pearl...... I'm thirsty. Zhao Baolin didn't answer her words, the whole person was out of strength, weak and authentic.

If Su Chengcheng was here, he would definitely be surprised. Because of today's Zhao Baolin, the whole person seems to have a serious illness and loses popularity.

"No." Zhu'er first picked up the thick cloak on the side and put it on Zhao Baolin, and then poured her a cup of cold tea.

Zhao Baolin drank the tea, and his face looked better.

She leaned on the head of the bed a little tiredly, listened to the thunder in her ears through the half-open window, and watched the lightning that pierced the sky in the distance.

As for Zhu'er, she knelt on the edge of the bed, her face relatively calm. Obviously, this is not the first time this has happened.

After a long while, Zhao Baolin turned over and got off the bed and sat on the low couch by the window.

Although the "rattan pavilion" is small, the design is exquisite, and even if it rains so heavily, the window is not wet. Sitting by the window, except for the occasional dampness hitting my face, there was no rain at all.

"Little master, be careful of catching a cold." Pearl's soft voice comforted.

Zhao Baolin didn't seem to hear half of it, and only quietly looked at the heavy rain outside the window. It's not so much that she's watching the rain, it's better that she's going to be distracted.

Suddenly, she reached out and opened the window a little wider. Then his eyes shrank suddenly, and his complexion changed greatly!

"Ahhh Damn it! Damn violet! Damn it! Damn—"

She wanted to reach out and knock down the violet pot that was some distance away from her, but she couldn't reach it, which irritated her even more, so that she couldn't help but hold her head and roar.

"Little Lord! Little Lord! Zhu'er was in a hurry, she hadn't been brought up for a long time, and she didn't know what Zhao Baolin was crazy about.

She hugged Zhao Baolin, but her eyes fell on a few pots of violets on the windowsill.

Obviously he has been there all along, I remember that during the day, some people thought that the violet had withered and could be thrown away, and Zhao Baolin also severely punished that person.

The people who served the entire "Vine Pavilion" knew that Zhao Baolin loved these pots of violets!

So why is it like this now? Pearl couldn't figure it out.