After this toss, the medicinal power has been excreted from the body along with sweat.

She was a little sober and a little confused.

She seemed to hear someone talking, but after recognizing the words "willingly", her waist was numb, and she suddenly lost consciousness.

Yuwen Xuanyi picked up the body that was slipping down, hugged it tightly, and rubbed her forehead with her chin.

After a long time, he sighed.

It had been a long time since the first slow, four fast, and five louder, and although it was not yet dawn, he knew it was time for him to go.

Her pulse had returned to normal, the medicine had drained, and the next step was to recuperate.

He wanted to free her from the cold water, but ......

Rearranged her into the original posture, looking at her sleeping face still with some grievances and puzzles, I couldn't help but lightly touch her cold cheeks with my fingers, hook her small chin, and lightly print a kiss.

How much he didn't want to leave, but he had to leave, when could he let him guard her safely and wait for every dawn together?

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There was a soft thud.

A shadow floated out.

It's just a blink of an eye, and if someone sees it, I'm afraid they will think that the naughty wind has lifted the carved window sash.

A little water trail remained on the rosewood window lattice, streaking a sinuous wet mark.

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After waking up, Su Jinling didn't remember the joints at all, her memory stopped at the moment when the prince taught her to shoot arrows in the shooting field, and the little eunuch who was almost shot seemed to be just a thrilling clip in a dream. The only thing that puzzled her was that the pendant earring on her right ear was missing, it was given to her by Yuwen Xuancang, and she never left her body, even if she was angry and awkward with him, she never thought of taking it out of anger, but she lost it like this.

She had gone to Minghuayuan to look for it, but Minghuayuan was so big, and the chaos left by the cavalry archery competition was cleaned up by the palace people early. She also went to the Internal Affairs Office to check the names of the palace people who cleaned up the debris that day, and asked them one by one, and was told that she had never seen a drop earring.

That day, when she went to Minghuayuan to look for her fruitless and was about to leave, she ran into Yuwen Xuancang.

She didn't know why he was there, this unexpected encounter surprised her, and she also secretly wondered if he had come to look for her on purpose, but seeing his solemn face, she must still be angry for the wooden duck, and she lost the earrings he gave her, and she felt guilty, and didn't say anything, and left with her head down.

Fan Yingbo saw that she was depressed, and rarely comforted her: "Look at your jewelry, you don't leave your body all day long, not only people know that you like it, but the ghost also sees it, maybe it is stolen while you are sleeping......"

Fan Yingbo had a strange temper, and even the words of comfort were so different, Su Jinling immediately shivered and touched his empty ears.

Will it? Because of the Ghost Moon?

"How not? Do you know what I saw when I came back that day? Fan Yingbo pursed his lips and smiled: "The floor is wet, the bed is wet, and the window is also stained with water, I don't know how you can make such a big scene by soaking in water?" ”

Su Jinling only knew that she fainted in Minghuayuan inexplicably that day, and then woke up in bed, it was said that she had some emergency, and she soaked in cold water overnight in order to heal, and even her lips were broken.

But since it's dizzy, how can it make a mess of the house? Don't...... Is there really a ghost?

I shuddered again.

And...... In the past few days, every time I fall asleep, I seem to hear a voice saying "willingly" to myself.

"Yingbo, really...... Are there really ghosts? ”

She forgot for a moment how she had come to this plane.

"I don't know if there are ghosts in this world, but I'm afraid that people have ghosts in their hearts."

Fan Yingbo said, glancing at her.

She felt that the gaze was meaningful, but she didn't know what it meant.

"Don't think about it, rest early. The Yu Lan Festival is coming, I am afraid that there are arrangements in the palace, if you invite monks and Taoists, it is better to let them exorcise evil spirits for you. ”

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July 15, Yu Lan Festival.

Su Jinling's deepest memory of this day is not from going to Ganlu Temple with Concubine Xian last year to make incense, but ...... On July 14 last year, when she parted with Yuwen Xuancang for the first time, she only thought that he was accompanying King Yu to Lanxi Temple to cultivate her self-cultivation, but she didn't want to, he used the blood of his heart to cast a white jade lotus for her that could avoid the disaster of thunder and lightning.

At this time last year, she didn't know that Xuanchang was Xuancang. This year, how much has happened, in retrospect, every picture is so shocking. Either way, this year has passed, and who knows what next year will bring?

What has passed away cannot be grasped, and what about the future?

She rubbed the white jade lotus in her palm and sighed deeply.

As soon as the brocade door curtain was lifted, Fan Yingbo revealed half of his face in the gap: "Jinling, Concubine Xian wants you to go to Qingyin Pavilion to serve." ”

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On July 15 of the 32nd year of Jingyuan, Concubine Xian led the harem maids to set up an altar to incense in Ganlu Temple as usual, and because of the bloodshed during the Dragon Boat Festival, some people in the palace often said that they saw unclean things, so this time they invited the monks of the temple to enter the palace to do things. It's been a busy day, and now I'm playing in Tianyin Pavilion, singing the timely song "Mulian Saves Mother".

Su Jinling did not follow her to enter the incense because she was on duty in the Jingxuan Hall for the past few days, and the sky was dark, and she shuttled through the long yellow flags with various strange symbols floating in the air, which felt a little weird.

"Hey......"

There was a sudden shout behind her, and she jumped up in fright.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

Yuwen Xuanzheng jumped out after hitting the yellow flag: "I've been with you for a long time, I'm worried that you haven't dared to come out because I'm afraid, so I shouted, you're afraid of being like this......"

Su Jinling glared at him angrily, turned his head and continued walking.

"Why are you in a hurry? Angry with me? ”

Yuwen Xuanzheng hurried two steps in front of her.

"Your Royal Highness, Concubine Xian is still waiting for the slave maid in Tianyin Pavilion."

"Concubine Xian, Niangniang," Yuwen Xuanzheng scratched his head: "Actually, I asked you to come out." ”

Su Jinling's eyes narrowed.

"Don't be angry," Yuwen Xuanzheng hurriedly explained: "I heard that you are sick, and you have been punished and grounded during this time......"

"Why are you grounded again?"

Yuwen Xuanzheng smiled embarrassedly, hesitated for a moment, and said hatefully: "It's not because of Xuanlang's bastard?" ”

Su Jinling blinked: "Could it be ......"

Yuwen Xuanzheng nodded indignantly: "That kid, I actually went to my father to sue me for being black!" ”

"You are allowed to give people chin beans, but you don't let people ......"

"Jinling, why are you talking to him?"

"The slave is not directed at him, but ......"

"Jinling ......"

A little palace maid ran panting: "Niangniang asked me to come to you, fortunately, I met here." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Tianyin Pavilion."

Su Jinling glanced back at Yuwen Xuanzheng.

He was a little dazed, and said to himself, "How can I be so accurate?" ”

Looking up again, Su Jinling had already walked away.

"Hey, you come back early, I'll be waiting for you here......"

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Tianyin Pavilion is a two-story pavilion to be exact.

The gold-topped red pillar is magnificent. Airy on all sides with a pleasant view.

At this moment, the palace lights are shining, flowing brightly, and the copper platform is red candles, floating bright.

Dressed in gorgeous palace costumes, the concubines who were decorated with gold and silver threads on various brocades and broken crystal rice beads sat in the hall in order, whispering softly, and the vermilion hairpins on the recurring buns swayed, outlining a touch of fog-like brilliance.

Su Jinling was led by the little palace maid to the virtuous concubine who was sitting at the front desk on the second floor.

Along the way, I only heard the skirt squirming, and the ring was tinkling, which actually overshadowed the clear singing on the stage.

Concubine Xian saw her, took her hand and looked at it carefully, and glanced back at Yuwen Rongtian: "Your Majesty, the concubine handed over Jinling to the emperor, why did the emperor make her so hungry?" ”

Concubine Xian is kind and forgiving, and she speaks dignified and polite on weekdays, this slightly playful tone Su Jinling still heard it for the first time. Not only Su Jinling, but even Yuwen Rongtian was also surprised, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Concubine Xian didn't say anything more, and asked Su Jinling to stand close to her, and the people in the pavilion stared intently at the play on the stage that had to be sung once a year on this day.

Su Jinling looked at the colorful scenery on the stage for a moment, and then moved her eyes slightly.

The audience is full of princes, and they all bring their families to sit in their seats.

The most spectacular is the Zixiang Palace in the east, which occupies almost half of the face, and the flowers are full of golden light, and they don't know where to drown the prince.

The loneliest is the king of Qingning on the back side, sitting alone, next to him stands a Fulu Suxi and a woman who is dressed neither like a palace maid nor a concubine.

When the prince is fifteen years old, he has to perform a coming-of-age ceremony under the guidance of the palace maid, and if he is lucky, he will be crowned. However, most of them saluted and were thrown aside. I heard that King Qingning only ordered a palace maid who had served him for many years, and after opening his teeth and building the mansion, he took her to the mansion, but he never had a name, shouldn't it be her?

The woman tilted her head slightly, as if sensing that someone was watching her. However, according to her identity, if she looks at it casually, especially if she is sitting on a high platform, it is tantamount to committing a crime. So he turned it just a little to the side, and then turned back again. However, after a while, she leaned into the ear of King Qingning and didn't know what to say, and saw the person with an idle back turn his head violently.

There were so many people on the second floor, but Su Jinling felt that he was just looking at himself, looking at himself impartially.

The distance was so far away that I couldn't see what he looked like, but he seemed to be smiling. Just smiled slightly, and turned the eyes upside down.

My heart trembled inexplicably.

She lowered her gaze hurriedly.

When he looked again, the ice-colored man had an idle and leisurely back.

She let out a sigh of relief, her gaze quietly shifting, and finally looked at the crowded but unusually quiet corner of the south.

A touch of snow was coldly embedded there, motionless.