Lying alone in the Manjin Pavilion, watching the yarn tent being blown up by the lonely wind, the ethereal warm fragrance lingers in my thoughts. Even in this warm and fragrant night, I still feel the cold rushing upwards and my heart is cold. The envoy was actually killed by him himself, and then sealed the memory of the corpse.

By chance, I remembered if I had any relationship with the immortal Weng of Kunlun Mountain?

That's it!

At this moment, just after midnight, it was quiet and peaceful, and the east sky was pale in color, dragging his tired body all the way back to his dormitory. Sitting on the bed and thinking about it, he unconsciously played with the eight-treasure ring he wore on his chest, but finally took it off his neck: "Hmph, what eight-treasure Yingluo is, it's nothing more than a corpse that holds the corpse and traps its spirit." ”

Casually thrown under the lacquer screen on the side, lying sideways on the couch tossing and turning, no sleep, as if choked by a pair of invisible ghost claws. Wisps of warm sunlight shone through the window lattices on the bronze jian, illuminating the room brightly, and the four small cans neatly arranged on the other side of the table suddenly tightened.

Ling Xian'er held a short shirt embroidered with silver embroidered divine birds, a red pleated fairy skirt, and a plain peony to groom her.

"The princess was disturbed by He Meng last night? Is there anything unpleasant about her body now?Do you need to summon Yue An to come over and take a look?" She got up with difficulty and pulled the curtain: "It's okay, now that your body is strong, how can you be frightened by nightmares, it's just a little weak." Ling Xian'er was followed by two Xiao Gong'e who had never seen before, one holding a golden hairpin and jade comb, and the other holding cloud socks and silk shoes. Qi Qi changed his new appearance,

Comb Lingyun hair bun flower hairpin, green forehead and distant mountain daisies, thin powder vermilion lips, shell teeth lightly call Liu Lang.

As soon as Liu Juma heard that the princess had returned to the Chang'an Palace, he took care of business overnight, and hurried back to see her when it was about to dawn. The person next to the pillow had only been seen for many days, and now when I looked at her, her expression was completely different from before.

A pair of dark eyes could not hide the sadness, and the hair between the temples had lost its former brilliance. Xu was busy with the affairs of the Nanzhao barbarian army in recent days and neglected her!

Lan Meiren put it in his arms: "I miss the princess for many days, is it good to eat morning food with me?"

Since he came back from Tianhemu, he has never seen Xiao Qian again, until he said goodbye, and his heart is not easy to mention to others, like a fish in his throat, and last night because of the cold incense and occasionally felt stuck in his heart. Being able to snuggle up to Liu Lang's chest at this moment is already a great happiness for her!

The person in his arms nodded silently in response, but refused to make a sound, just afraid that he would cry out in distress as soon as the word "good" came out.

The morning food is Qingfeng rice with boneless duck stewed in fresh chicken broth, some seasonal vegetables and seashells, because she eats less on weekdays, so she prepares more morning food patterns. This time, I only ate a few bites of the various dishes and then stopped. I swept five or six kinds of food in front of me, and saw a bowl of cheese cherries on the side of the eating bed, and the white and tender cheese revealed bright red and fat cherry flesh, drizzled with amber cold cane syrup, the taste was rich and moist, and I only ate half a bowl this time.

After dinner, Haosheng rested for a while, and when the sun was in the west, she and Liu Lang walked hand in hand in the palace garden. Behind her, Gong'e Titian supported the cover and shook the fan and dragged the skirt, Ling Xian'er and Tan Yue'an were on her side, one took care of her daily diet, daily life, walking, sitting and lying, and the other had to take care of her body.

Weeping willows on the side of the cloud corridor, flowing water murmuring with the shadow of the bridge.

The swallows shuttle among the flower clusters, and the cuckoos cry in their ears.

Walking among the beautiful scenery like poetry and painting can make her forget the resentment in her heart a little, but sitting on the edge of the liquid pool, she can see the quiet pool surface wrinkled by the fragrant wind, and she has a heavy heart, but she is frowning. If I really dreamed of a broken intestine, I smiled and wept a thousand lines.

Seeing her, the horse commander couldn't help crying, and there seemed to be a trace of grievance in his eyes, and he took the towel handed by Ling Xian'er to try the beads on her face for her: "I'll go back to accompany you when things slow down in the south." ”

She heard Liu Lang's words: "Liu Lang should not worry too much about me, my parents are also healthy and healthy, but my grandmother will inevitably worry about her grandchildren, and it would be good if I had to go back for a day or two." ”

The captain nodded vigorously: "Well, okay." With you, family affairs will not worry me, if I have time, I will go back naturally, but I prefer to go back with the princess, why don't you stay in the palace for more time?"

"Naturally, it's good, but I'm afraid that the south is serious, and I don't know how much time it will take. And I, a princess who has already been married, may be inconvenient if I live in the palace for a long time, but it doesn't hurt to stay for two or three more days now. ”

Seeing that the princess's expression returned to normal, she was not frightened, not lonely, not sad, and not frowned, so she had peace of mind and returned to the Chang'an Palace side by side. At this moment, the sunset is slanting to the west, the glow is flying all over the sky, the colorful clouds are scattered, and the bird's nest is seen. Su Jue, who was outside the gate of the Chang'an Palace, had been waiting for a long time, and when she saw the princess returning safely, she relieved her face of torment and waited, and walked inside, Yueniang came out to greet her, saying that she had prepared the evening meal and was waiting for the princess and the princess to come back.

Although he lost his mother since he was a child, he has never seen his father, and he always thought that his kinship was weak, but he didn't expect that there was such a group of people who cared for him. I was surrounded by someone who truly loved my two lives, and his parents treated me like a daughter. Suddenly, I felt that I was the happiest person! And the meal in front of me was actually eaten with happy tears.

Chang Gung hangs in the west sky, and Yinhan has long water.

On the east corner of the moon, the toad palace is quiet and laurel.

In the dormitory, the concubine saw that under the lacquer screen, there were eight treasures that the princess had never left on weekdays, and leaned over to pick it up.

This Yingluo is made of hundreds of southern pearls, in the middle there is a red sandalwood supporting the carved jade, gold beads as a separation, and the upper pendant is made of lapis gold, green pine, agate, coral and its gorgeous solemnity. I felt that Yingluo was pressing, and I thought that she would be tired and tired after a long time.

"Although this Yingluo is heavy, it's not good that it's still on the ground, why don't you find a box to store it?"

After saying that, he sent the Yingluo to the princess, and when she saw the Yingluo circle again, she felt very heartbroken, and she did not take it, and only pushed the arm of the horse to put Yingluo in a lacquer box with tortoiseshell inlay.

Liu Lang put away the Yingluo ring for her, but the princess asked Ling Xian'er to take it out along with a few small jars on several cases. As the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind, even if the sky falls, it must not affect her recent time with the colt.

Yuyao looks like a hibiscus on the stage, and spends the Spring Festival in the lover's tent.

The night dew hits down the begonias, and the mandarin ducks play in the pool.

Embroidered silk pillow with Jun Meng, laughing and listening to the sound of bamboo wind and rain.