From that extremely quick glance, Wanying saw a delicate, like a fine porcelain. It needs to be carefully cared for, and it may break if you are not careful. An air of weakness and detachment emanated.

When they were far away, Lian Xiangyuan and his party got up. Ling'er asked the eunuch softly.

"Which lady in the palace is this?"

"This is Concubine Jing of the West Palace, and now she is in full bloom."

Luo Xiaoshan expressed envy. But Wanying clearly saw that Ling'er's eyes were the real envy.

"Concubine Jing seems to be unwell." Wanying voiced her doubts.

The little eunuch sighed: "Eh, Niangniang's lung disease has been recurring for a long time. ”

The crowd sighed and regretted for a while. And on the march. In the end, Lianxiangyuan was arranged in a courtyard. After packing up my things, it's time to prepare for the banquet performance in the evening.

Wanying sat in the courtyard, facing the sun, and adjusted her fuyan piano one last time. The sun is a bit harsh today. Wanying subconsciously raised her head, put her hand on a pergola, and squinted at the sun. The sun swooped into her eyes, and in the brilliance of the sun, she seemed to see something.

She seemed to see the deep bottom of the lake, the green light and the crystal coffin. She sensed danger approaching.

Was someone warning her?

……………………………………………………………

"Concubine Jing, are you feeling better?" Murong Chun, who was sitting at the top, was wearing a grand dragon robe and suddenly asked. Draw everyone's attention to the weak and quiet woman.

The weak woman stood up, raised her eyes timidly, and bowed her head in salute. Like a delicate lily. In a soft voice, he replied, "Back to the saint, it's better." ”

The emperor nodded, let her excuse herself, smiled at her slightly, and felt a little distressed. Murong Chun's cold eyes rarely showed such tenderness. But when she was seen by the queen, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Jealousy and unwillingness surround the heart. Today's suppression of Concubine Jing during the day will be gone in an instant with just a word of concern from the emperor. No matter how powerful the family behind it is, it can't be worthy of that person's grace.

The queen chuckled helplessly and drank a sip of bitter wine at hand.

The performances under the stage were brilliant and applauded, pushing the festive atmosphere to a climax. Even the faces of the little eunuch and the little palace maid were red and faint, and they couldn't be dissolved. In the cold winter, every breath of white fog has hope for next year. No matter how difficult people are, they have a desire for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is new, the first day of the new year.

"Wanying, you play the piano so well." Lin Jiangyue walked over and patted Wanying's shoulder. At the end of the performance, she put the smoke piano into the piano case, and then looked at the cheerful people in a daze. was suddenly interrupted, turned back in a daze, and looked back at Lin Jiangyue with a light smile.

"Auntie, it's really lively today."

Lin Jiangyue followed Wanying's original gaze at the place where the crowd gathered, and also narrowed her eyes, and saw the man with gentle eyebrows and eyes, Murong Xian, and bent the corners of his mouth.

"Well, it's very lively. However, I have said it many times, don't call me aunt. You are now my junior sister. ”

Wanying was a little embarrassed and shy: "I haven't gotten used to it yet, and I won't be in the future, senior sister." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Lin Jiangyue had something to do, so she said hello to Wanying and went to tell the matter.

Wanying picked up the piano case and planned to go back first. Although the Liang Palace is very large and the road to come is complicated, with Wanying's memory, it is not a problem to find it by yourself.

As you move away from the hustle and bustle, some of the sounds become clearer.

"Du Ruo, you're finally here." The voice in her heart sounded, it was Luo Shen talking to her.

She frowned. There is nothing to escape, there are some secrets that she always has to find out.

After thinking about it, he firmly went in the other direction. In the starry night, the sky was full of fireworks crackling overhead, and there was a light rustle on the frosty grass, which was the sound of graceful footsteps.

The more you walk, the more remote the surroundings become, and the overgrown road is extremely silent.

No one has come to such a road for many years.

"It's coming."

The voice of her heart sounded, guiding her.

Gently brushing away the dry weeds in front of you and stepping out of the path. The front suddenly opened up. A round, tower-like building remains and stands alone.

There is an open field in front of the building, and the white floor tiles on the ground, some of which are still intact, but some of which are already in tatters. Tell the story of the building's history.

Wanying walked over cautiously, and no human voices could be heard around.

Do you want to go in?

Wanying asked herself. But the voice in her heart was encouraging her.

"You don't want to know your background?"

Wanying ignored the annoying voice, and she was going to continue. It's all here, and it's not her character to give up halfway. If Luo Shen wanted to harm her, with his ability, he should have done it a long time ago.

The sound of embroidered shoes on the bricks was very abrupt in the silence of the night. Every sound is like stepping on Wanying's heart. and the sound of heartbeats should be in harmony with one after another. The tower-shaped building glows softly white in the moonlight, and the steps rise one step at a time, ending in a black gate.

Climb the stairs and walk to the black gate. Wan Ying stretched out her hand and touched the cold door, with a jade-like texture.

With some force, the door was pushed open. The heavy sound of the door opening broke the silence.

There was a thick smell of dust, and Wanying was choked and coughed violently. Covered his nose with his sleeve. The moonlight poured into the darkness, illuminating only a spot in front of him. Stretching inward, there is no end in sight. As soon as the door was opened, a gust of wind blew from inside, perhaps caused by the internal and external air pressure, Wanying thought to herself. When the wind passed, she looked inside. Gritted his teeth and stepped in.

"Anyone?" She asked. But in response to her, the door closed with a "boom" behind the door. Without the moonlight outside, all she was left with was the darkness that she couldn't reach. Wanying stood still, not daring to move, fear and the unknown enveloped her, making it difficult for her to move an inch.

"Luo ginseng! What the hell is going on! ”

This time, the voice in his heart didn't answer him.

Burst... Burst... Burst...

The candles on the wall lit up one by one and slowly extended inside. Following the light, I walked inside, and it was an extremely long staircase that slowly spiraled down.

Wan Ying looked down, the candle flame was still slowly lit one by one, and so far I couldn't see the bottom. At this time, her heartbeat was already beating like a drum, but her face was still pretending to be calm.

Wanying felt an unprecedented coercion, and a strange feeling slowly filled her body, making her feel uncomfortable.

I can't help it, let's go down and take a look.