After resting about three incense sticks, the Empress Dowager sent someone to teach Yuehua a matter above the birthday banquet, and sent someone to bring a message, saying that the princess ordered her to enter the palace to meet the Empress Dowager, so there was no need for Yuehua to serve, and she would rest after the teaching.

The rules of teaching are extremely cumbersome, Yuehua listened humbly, and tried her best to remember every word clearly, so as not to lose her dignity at that time. Rao was like this, still dizzy and dizzy when he heard it, and his brain was a mess.

It wasn't until the shadow of the sun was west, and Mama Jiao Xi had already had a dry mouth, that she paused her voice, rearranged the important points between them, and nodded with satisfaction.

Yuehua took a silver reward and sent away to teach Mama Xi, so she was relieved.

The grandmother who is waiting is surnamed Qin, with a white skin, slightly richer than Mama Lin, and her eyebrows and eyes are amiable. She stepped forward to offer tea fruits, and suggested that Yuehua could walk around the Ci'an Palace and breathe sulk. The Empress Dowager likes chrysanthemums, and now all kinds of famous chrysanthemums in the palace are competing for beauty, and they are still in full swing.

Yuehua was a little moved when she heard this, and wanted to trace a few embroidery samples, so she took a little palace maid to guide the way and went straight out of Ci'an Palace.

The chrysanthemums in the courtyard are really pretty, flat petals, tube petals, spoon petals, or rolled, or twisted into silk, or stretched into the wings of birds, in a thousand postures, dazzling. Especially the purple dragon lying in the snow, the palace steward in order to please the queen mother, I don't know how many varieties and colors have been collected, between the purple petals, piled up with pure snow white, half purple rich, half white flawless, even if it is a vigorous golden armor, it can't compare to the proud posture of this flower.

Without the warm sun and steaming autumn breeze, Yuehua's clothes were thin, and she couldn't help but shrink her shoulders because of the cool breeze. The little palace maid saw that she was in high spirits and relished, so she volunteered to go back and get the cloak.

She walked down the flower gallery by herself, and before she knew it, she had passed the water pavilion, and the koi fish in the pool were spitting the petals that had fallen into the water, and from time to time they jumped out of the water, disturbing a pool of autumn water. A few remnants of the lotus tree are swarming in the autumn mood.

Her heart moved, and she bypassed the lively fish pond and walked straight forward, and walked to a rocky place beside the water, the scenery became familiar and completely overlapped with her memory. There should have been ingenuity originally, imitating a valley with natural interest, used to plant orchids, during which Mo Lan, Hui Lan, Jian Lan, Han Orchid, many varieties, the four seasons are lush, fragrant and fragrant, and the strange craggy mountain stones contrast with each other, until the cold winter is withered.

Yuehua didn't expect that time had passed, the beautiful scenery in the palace was changeable, and the place still maintained its original appearance. She went around to a rock, if she remembered well, brushed away the vigorous spider plant, there was a very hidden entrance, bowed down to enter the winding path to the secluded place, surrounded by mountains and rocks in a few zhang square clearing, and there was a deep valley interest.

Some time ago, the rain continued, so that the mountain stone was born thick moss, and the cold orchid inside also lacked traces of artificial carving, there were erections, some withered, barren grass, and it was very obvious that there was no one to take care of it. Yuehua cautiously got in, and her heart was a little excited, as if she had stepped into her childhood memories.

Where did you put the things in the first place?

She only vaguely remembered that when she was young, she was almost on tiptoe, naively thinking that if she was taller, she would not be noticed, but now when she compares it, it should be the position where she bows her head slightly.

She followed her memory, brushed aside the messy bluegrass, searched little by little in the cracks of the rocks, and finally found a fist-sized stone cave, but the entrance of the cave was smooth and clean, without the vicissitudes of years of wind and sand erosion. She tentatively tried it, but she didn't expect that her hand could still reach in, and her fingertips groped left and right, and sure enough, there was something!

This discovery made her heart flutter, and she couldn't wait to take it out and look at it, but the hole was narrow, and her hand was stuck in front of her, and it was very difficult to reach in, so she still had to think of a way, or find a branch.

She stretched out her hand helplessly, and before she could turn around, she felt a gust of wind blow by, and then her whole body suddenly rose into the air, and was thrown up fiercely in her screams.

Here, in addition to the stones, they are still stones, and they are all rugged and weathered rockery, Yuehua's waist slammed against a raised stone, and then fell down, face down on the grass, and the whole body seemed to fall apart. She gasped, and then the crisp cold air tore through her chest, and the whole heart was in pain, and she couldn't breathe.

Waist, as if it had been hit hard. Last time, I didn't get a good recuperation for my back disease, and I often had a dull pain, but this time it was even worse, and the pain became worse.

"Didn't your master warn you that you are not allowed to come in here?"

The voice was extremely cold, a few points more cold than the cold air that Yuehua had just inhaled into his chest, and with it came an overwhelming coercion, the kind of arrogance that could almost be squeezed into the cracks of his bones, forcing him to look up.

This voice is too familiar, although I have only heard it once, but the cold air that penetrates into the bone marrow, and the unforgettable pain of being broken, is still fresh in my memory.

Not long ago, he ordered her to be swept up with a whip and thrown like a kite, giving her the first humiliation in her life in full view.

This time, he couldn't help but say something, so he threw himself to the ground, and he was so aggressive that he asked the teacher for his guilt.

Who is he? The answer is already coming out, and Yuehua also knows it. This is the harem, and it is close to the queen mother's bedroom, besides him, who else can come and go so freely, and ask himself with such an arrogant temperament?

Could it be that he and he are natural enemies? It's just a leisurely trip, so he broke into his forbidden place and provoked disgust.

Yuehua covered her heart tightly with one hand, barely suppressed the cold breath, lowered her head, her messy hair like a waterfall covered her eyebrows and eyes, and replied in a low voice: "The slave maid just arrived at Ci'an Palace today. ”

Ci'an Palace? Mo Guhan frowned, it turned out to be the person who served the Empress Dowager, why did he have no rules like this?

"Get out!"

Yuehua couldn't wait to leave, escaped from the place of right and wrong, struggled to stand up, but found that her waist seemed to be broken, and her heart hurt when she moved, and she couldn't easily use her strength, so she couldn't help but groan.

"Looks like you're tired of being alive."

Mo Guhan saw that she didn't move for a long time, and finally lost his patience.

"I, I just can't get up." Yuehua clenched her teeth, supporting the mountain stone next to her with one hand, and broke out in a cold sweat.

Mo Guhan only thought that she was pretentious, he had seen too many women who tried their best to attract his attention, but she was the first one who was as bold as her.

"Come on, take her to the Punishment Division! Let Rong Xiang re-assign a palace person to serve the Empress Dowager who is safe and guarded. ”

Mo Guhan didn't look at the embarrassed Yuehua, and only coldly ordered the eunuchs waiting outside.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The minions waiting outside had already heard the movement inside, and they secretly sweated in their hearts. This is the forbidden area of the palace, the emperor has given an order, but anyone who trespasses, there is no forgiveness, this woman has eaten the gall of a bear heart and a leopard, in order to climb into the master's bed, she actually made this decision? Although the emperor was jealous of the empress dowager and did not punish her with the death penalty, this was to affect the eunuch palace people who were in charge here.

Someone hurriedly came in from the entrance, reached out to drag Yuehua on the ground, and was stunned when he bent over, because looking at Yuehua's clothing, although it was frugal and not gorgeous, but the selection of materials and embroidery were first-class, where are the ordinary palace people?

"This, are you really from Ci'an Palace?"

When Mo Guhan heard the eunuch speak, he also turned his face and glanced at Yuehua suspiciously. It just so happened that Yuehua had already raised her body with difficulty, biting her lower lip and raising her face, and suddenly narrowed her eyes.

"It's you?!"

This was the first time Yuehua had seen Mo Guhan, which was very different from what she imagined.

She thought that as a generation of emperors, he was also the rumored decisive and resolute killing, and he should be a red and thin appearance, with eagle eyes like torches, and his face was full of anger, just like the first emperor in her impression, but he was young and strong, refreshed, and not full of wrinkles and lifeless gray-brown bark.

Such an image has been turned back and forth in her midnight dreams in the past few days, and it is almost ingrained.

But the Mo Guhan in front of him is like a strong pine in the wind and snow, with a strong and curved proud physique, a tenacious and thick wind bones, high-spirited eyebrows and eyes, and everywhere in his body is the domineering and arrogant spirit of a generation of emperors overlooking the world.

His eyebrows and eyes are not as warm and picturesque as Shao Ziqing's, and every stroke is carefully traced smoothly and gracefully. And his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose are all carved, with sharp edges and corners, with a rough knife and axe.

Two people, one is water, one is a mountain, the other is the mirror West Lake that integrates three thousand spring waters, the splendid Jiangnan with warmth and drizzle, the other is the majestic Tingyue that swallows mountains and rivers, and the lonely smoke desert that is rough like wind and sand.

Yuehua lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and knelt on the ground with difficulty: "Yuehua has seen the emperor, long live, long live, long live." ”