Feng Miao followed the voice and looked, a slender figure, leaning on a peach tree, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, and she felt wronged when she was beaten, it was a common thing, Feng Miao turned her head sideways, just wanting to block her face and not be seen. The man who looked like a palace maid seemed to be completely unaware of the person behind him, stopped crying, and staggered forward.

Further east of the peach forest, there is the blue wave pool, among the shadows of the trees, Feng Miao watched the person approach the water's edge step by step, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and got up and chased after her. That man was going to commit suicide by throwing himself into the lake!

The two were already separated by a distance, Feng Miao had to go around the peach trees one by one, and be careful not to make a noise under his feet, and when he chased to the edge of the pool, the person was only half a step away from the edge of the pool. The palace satin embroidered shoes stepped on the sand and gravel on the water's edge, and the fine sand slipped straight into the water.

"Don't go over!" Feng Miao was anxious, no matter what sad things happened, could it be more sad than death?

When the man heard someone chasing after him, he not only did not stop, but gently rubbed one shoe forward, and the whole person slid into the lake with the fine sand. At this time, the water of the lake has thawed, but the water temperature is still cold and biting, if the whole person falls into the water, he will die for half a life.

Feng Miao was so anxious that she couldn't speak, but today she wore a wide-sleeved silk skirt that covered her entire ankles, she hurriedly lifted the corner of her skirt, jumped forward, stretched out her arms to hug the person and rolled to the side. The two of them rolled a few steps away on the gravel-covered bank before they barely stopped. Half of Feng Miao's body was in severe pain, and she could barely lift her arm.

The other man, who was a little better, was also very embarrassed, and his face was scratched in several places. Feng Miao rubbed her forehead, and was about to say a few words of consolation, when she suddenly saw the person's face clearly, and almost exclaimed, "Sister Lin!" How are you?! Lin Lang has always been gentle and gentle, and even spoke softly, I really didn't expect that she would be wronged to the point of seeking death.

Lin Lang's eyes were empty, he didn't look at Feng Miao, and he didn't pay attention to her words, he felt a stone on the ground and smashed it in his face. Feng Miao exclaimed in surprise and raised his hand to block it, but he didn't expect Lin Lang to use enough strength this time, and hit Feng Miao's hand with a bang, and blood gushed out.

Feng Miao let out an "ah", and then she felt a piercing pain. "Sister Lin," she asked with tears in her eyes, "what is it that makes you so sad?" You were born so good-looking, what a pity if it were ruined. ”

Lin Lang failed to commit suicide twice, and the strength in her chest had been discharged, she was not a ruthless person in the first place, she slowly turned her head, and her eyes were fixed on Feng Miao's face with difficulty, "I...... I'm already dirty. After barely saying a few words, tears rolled down in a row, gradually turning from sobbing to wailing, burying his whole face in the palm of his hand.

Feng Miao was stunned, she didn't really understand what Lin Lang was talking about, she just felt that she was crying so much, as if she couldn't see any hope in her life, so she also felt sad. She couldn't move because of the pain in one arm, so she had to stretch out the other arm and gently pat Lin Lang's back, "Don't do this, if you die like this, it will only make those who really remember you sad." ”

"What else can I do?" Lin Lang cried hoarsely, "If one day, the only thing you cherish is taken away by someone, you will know that it is a hundred times more painful than ripping out your heart and liver alive." Such cruel words came out of Lin Lang's mouth, and it was obvious that she was extremely sad.

"Someone else has taken what you have, and the fault is not yours." Feng Miao endured the pain and spoke, at this time the spring banquet had begun, and the music in the Changhe Garden was leisurely, which just covered their voices, "The gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty." If one day, someone else wants to take away what I love, and I can't protect myself, then my sacrifice must at least be worthwhile, in exchange for what he wants for the person I cherish in my heart. ”

Feng Miao's eyes were clear, and she looked directly at Lin Lang without dodging or dodging, she was willing to give away the most precious freedom in this life in exchange for the safety of her mother and younger brother.

Lin Lang's heart shook violently, and she vaguely saw the courage she had never had from the slender and thin figure opposite. Countless thoughts were churning in my mind, but I couldn't say a word.

The two looked at each other silently, Feng Miao was drenched in cold sweat on her forehead, her left arm fell heavily on the ground first, and then hit Lin Lang, and her entire forearm was red and swollen. The flowing wide sleeves were also torn and hung diagonally to one side. With this look, where can you still dance?

When he was full of frustration, there was a clear "click" sound in the peach forest behind him, which was the sound of deerskin boots stepping on a dead branch. Feng Miao hurriedly turned around and saw Feng Qingzheng standing under a peach tree, looking at him coldly.

When the wine order reached her table just now, Feng Ying drew both hands and wrote at the same time. She was frail since she was a child, she couldn't go out, she practiced calligraphy at home when she had nothing to do, and her hands were written with the same book as her stunt. The couplet itself is mediocre, but the three "spring" characters and the three "new" characters have different fonts, and at the same time, the pen is not messy, which won the applause of the house. Feng Qing was unhappy in his heart, and he didn't want to attack his sister, so he left the table under the pretext of walking around, never thinking that he happened to meet Feng Miao here.

Seeing Feng Qing, Feng Miao was originally a little worried, afraid that she would be sarcastic and sarcastic and make too much trouble. But Feng Qing just stood in place, his eyes rolling around Lin Lang. Feng Miao suddenly realized that this young lady must have been ordered by the eldest princess of Boling, and asked her not to lose her identity in front of Lin Lang. In the eyes of their mother and daughter, Lin Lang will sooner or later be a concubine, but after all, she can only be a low-level concubine from a palace maid, and now she is putting on the posture of the main room to suppress the concubine room.

Feng Miao was not worth it for Lin Lang in her heart, and she didn't get up when she sat on the ground, she bowed slightly and said, "Sister Qing is fine." ”

"Who is your sister, I don't have a sister in the Ganori Palace." Feng Qingqing glanced at her, his expression was full of ridicule and disdain.

Feng Miao didn't want to argue with her, so she lowered her head and straightened her sleeves. Fortunately, the water sleeve streamer hidden in the sleeve is not damaged, and I will find a way to repair the wide sleeve later, and I can still dance.

Feng Qing stood in place, feeling embarrassed, outside the peach forest, there was a burst of fragrance wafting in the wind, like many kinds of flowers and plants mixed together, rich but not too strong. The aroma lingers, followed by a whispering chant that seems to hover over the ears.

Feng Miao couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and poked her head out to look out. Four maids in Tsing Yi, carrying a light gauze soft sedan chair, walked slowly. There were no brocade curtains on all sides of the sedan chair, only wrapped in azure tulle, and it was vaguely seen that in the sedan chair, a young girl was lying obliquely, with one hand on her chest, which seemed to be very delicate.

When the soft sedan chair reached the middle of the curved water, it stopped, and a hand as white as jade stretched out in the sedan chair, put it on the shoulder of a maid, and then poked out a pair of small soles. The feet were wearing silk sewn socks, and a small jade rabbit was embroidered on each ankle. Another maid came up, knelt down before her, and dressed her in silk embroidered shoes.

The woman in the sedan chair "giggled", and then landed on her feet and stood up from the soft sedan chair. She didn't bare her feet, so she didn't lose her temper, but this style had a faint sense of teasing.

The woman Yingying took two steps forward and knelt down, "The little girl Gao Shi took a look at her face, and met the Empress Dowager and the Emperor." Her voice was soft, more intoxicating than the syrup in the glass. After saying a word, without waiting for the person on the main seat to speak, Gao Zhaorong raised his head and looked at Tuoba Hong with a faint smile in his eyes.

The four let out a slight exclamation, the woman combed her flying high bun, a touch of cinnabar on her forehead, her eye sockets were deep but the tails of her eyes were narrow, her skin was not fair, but a layer of light brown, and the whole person was well-proportioned and slender, but with a sick state of weakness and can't help it. There are contradictions everywhere, but these contradictory qualities are just right to integrate into her, so that she can't help but want to take a look and look again......

Tuoba Hong smiled and raised his hand, motioned for her to get up, turned his head to Gao Huan and said, "Presumably this is your sister who dresses her forehead with lilacs?" ”

Gao Gao Huan got up and replied, "This sister has been weak and sick since she was a child, and her parents have no choice but to send her to the temple for foster care, and she turned sixteen a few days ago, and she just picked her up." No one taught her in etiquette, please don't blame the emperor. ”

"Brother!" Gao Zhaorong screamed in disgust, and his eyes were charming, "How can you say that your sister doesn't know etiquette?" She turned her head to still look at Tuoba Hong, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "It's too late, I am willing to offer a dance to make amends, please ask the emperor for permission." ”

Seeing Tuoba Hong nodding slightly, Gao Zhaorong stood up, his sleeve flicked outward, and six feet grew out of thin air. The five-colored silk silk is knotted into a water sleeve, stretched slightly in mid-air, and then falls flutteringly.

When Feng Miao saw this scene, her heart immediately sank, and her high-profile dance was also with water sleeves. Gao Zhaorong has whetted everyone's appetite since the morning, and finally appeared at this moment, with exquisite makeup, gorgeous costumes, and impeccable facial features. Although Feng Miao's nine-foot water sleeve streamer tests the dancer's skills even more, Gao Zhaorong has already taken the lead, and she wants to use similar techniques again, even if she dances well, she will definitely not have the shocking effect at this moment.

Gao Zhaorong folded his hands, took a pear-shaped Western Regions musical instrument from the maid beside him, and bowed his knees to the main seat and said, "This dance name is Feitian, this piano is called Pipa, I wish the Empress Dowager a long and long life, and I wish the emperor a good fate." Her movements, her shape, and even the instrument she holds in her hand, are full of novelty. There are still a few people who have seen that pipa, but as for the flying dance she said, it was unheard of, and they all looked at it with wide eyes.

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