Bai Zhengyan bit his lower lip fiercely, shook his head and said softly, "It's okay, I need to be alone and quiet." ”

"You are not familiar with life here, come with me!" Feng Jingning grabbed her arm and went out first. The two avoided everyone and turned to a lush and remote corner of the tree to stop, Feng Jingning silently took her hand and stared at her somewhat pale face quietly.

The sadness of the re-piercing was a little irrepressible, and her eyelashes were full of crystal vapor in the blink of an eye, and she didn't even dare to speak, for fear that she would accidentally say something with a crying tone. She only hung her head quietly, and finally her eyelashes could not bear the weight of tears, and the clear droplets of water slipped down one by one, and a pair of eyes turned red.

What is the reason? Let a woman who doesn't feel sad even if her wrist is broken and her face is ruined, and she doesn't feel pitiful, she can't help it, she can't control her emotions, and she can shed tears in this palace where outsiders look around.

Feng Jingning looked at the teardrops on her robe, and her long eyebrows furrowed slightly. He bent his arms and pulled her in, hugged her in his arms, and let her lay on his shoulder and weep quietly. He found that his heart was as painful as her tears at the moment, this feeling was so strange, and it was so steady and stable. She tried to break free of his arm in her arms, but his hand gently patted her shoulder, and the other hand pressed her head on her shoulder, and the voice came from her ear: "No one will see you crying, not even me!" You can cry here for a while, and then you will have to meet the Snow Queen. ”

Bai Zhengyan leaned sideways on his shoulder, no longer fighting, she needed to calm her mind as soon as possible. Her slightly trembling shoulders gradually suppressed with a strong will in his steady embrace, and only tears still fell uncontrollably, little by little on his black robe.

The wind whipped through the treetops overhead, ruffling their intertwined strands of hair.

The breath in his ears fluttered slightly: "Mr. Wulan said that you are too serious and faintly sick, but have you ever been sad?" His words were soft, and they were seductive.

She nodded slowly, her hand pushing away from his embrace. There are some things she doesn't want to talk about, at least not right now!

Seeing that her eyes that had regained their composure, still slightly scarlet, Feng Jingning smiled quietly, reached out and combed her sideburns as usual, and put them in a bun.

Bai Zhengyan slowly raised his eyes, but heard him say: "Pay attention to your appearance in the palace, is mine messed up?" Seeing that he rarely combed his hair in a meticulous bun and hairpinned the jade crown, and at this moment, a few strands of messy hair spread on Qingjun's cheeks, but he did not lose his demeanor at all, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Jingning's messy hair adds a little more comfort." ”

Feng Jingning's eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled lightly for a long time.

"Jingning ......" a sudden voice, ethereal, dreamy, illusory, "you ...... How did it end up here? Looking back, the beautiful figure like a flower in the water stood behind a few magnolia trees, and the pair of eyes like smoke and fog seemed to be a little stunned when he saw a white sign standing behind Feng Jingning, and seemed to be a little sad and faintly melted into the depths of the pupils, and the beautiful face was as sad and stunning as pear blossoms with rain.

Bai Zhengyan's heart jumped, what is this, but in this case, they met in a narrow way?

"The white girl went wrong in the garden, and I came to look for her to go back." Feng Jingning replied indifferently, lowered his eyes and smiled at Bai Zhengyan, and whispered, "Let's go!" ”

Although Bai Zhengyan is not very sensitive to emotional matters, he is not very confused. If you follow Feng Jingning at this moment, you will really be dumb and eat Coptis chinensis, and you will know that you are suffering. She blinked, smiled slyly at Feng Jingning, and said decisively: "Since Miss Shui has something to say to Feng Gongzi, the little woman will take the first step and wait for Gongzi to guide her." She pointed casually, turned her head and smiled faintly at Shui Moyin, and then walked out generously.

Why did she run away in embarrassment, there was nothing with Feng Jingning?

Bai Zhengyan walked out calmly, and when she heard that no one was talking quietly behind her, she quickened her pace, and after a while, her figure disappeared outside the woods. From a distance, Shui Moyin seemed to be saying something, and she didn't want to listen carefully, but in the end, she faintly heard Feng Jingning say lightly, "I'm not interested in the power struggle, and Moyin, you don't need to explain anything to me!" ”

She took a breath of cold air, Feng Jingning also had times when he was not close to people, which may be the persistence in his heart. With a good memory, Bai Zhengyan returned smoothly to the garden where the camellia was admired. The next moment, a familiar music sounded and she stopped. It was not the music that the man played, but the sound of the instrument.

Bai Zhengyan's heart shrank suddenly, and her steps involuntarily sped up and rushed forward, as if something was calling her soul in front of her, and she couldn't help but rush in that direction. All kinds of orchids suddenly caught her eye, and a group of beautiful and noble people were already sitting in the hall where she had just stayed.

Someone is playing music inside, with ups and downs, melodious and timeless.

This sound seemed to hit her body, the hurried footsteps, the beating heart drum, and the hair flying in the wind swept over her eyes and cheeks, all of which seemed to rub out astringent heat.

The flawless figure in white, like a smile, suddenly appeared in front of him. On the bank of the moat of a bay of clear water, the spring willows are fluttering, and he holds a white pottery in his hand, and blows a unique and wonderful tune. She rode on the white horse, held the other one he had given her, and tried to put it to her lips, especially remembering the mood at the moment when it was first blown, as open as galloping on the prairie; It's like breaking the wind and waves.

She hastily stopped, and the person playing the music was in front of her, in the pavilion. Bai Zhengyan stood outside the window hidden by the golden cinnamon branches and leaves, his eyes looked through the window lattice, and he crossed the shadows inside, eagerly casting his gaze on the person. The man stood in the center of the hall, facing her sideways, dressed in ice blue clothes like snow and mist, and the ethereal style reflected the graceful demeanor, like the moon shining on the stream. And the half of the side face is also as delicate and flawless as ice carving, and as noble and elegant as a budding peony, she holds Tao Xun lightly with both hands, and her eyes are slightly drooping, looking a little proud and noble, and some nostalgia for the past, which makes Bai Zhengyan completely stunned and lives outside the window.

It's not him, it's not him, it's her, it's her.

Her heart shook slightly, no wonder the music was so similar, but there were subtle differences. Her eyes were firmly fixed on the Tao Xun held between Mu Qi's fingers, almost looking forward to it. Then, she hurriedly opened her eyes, what kind of mood should she use to face this woman now? What kind of relationship does she have with Gu Xi? Bai Zhengyan unconsciously tightened her eyebrows, what was between herself and Gu Xi?

She never seemed to have figured out her feelings for Gu Xi? It's just that all this doesn't seem to be figured out yet, all this seems to be just the beginning, that person is no longer there, and this feeling can only go with it, buried deep in the bottom of my heart.

Now, who can I talk to about all this?

A mixture of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty tastes suddenly rushed to the tip of her heart, and then to her eyes.

In a trance, I heard a woman's voice in the pavilion, and it came out of the window in the silence: "Miss Mu San, this palace heard that your special Tao Xun has another name?" ”

The tone of this voice is like an elder asking a junior.

I don't know when, but the music has stopped. A calm and elegant voice sounded in the quiet: "Returning to the queen mother, it is true, it has a name called 'Fengxiang Qingyin'." ”

Bai Zhengyan only felt that his eyes were dark, and the person shook with it. "Fengxiang Qingyin"? "Fengxiang Qingyin" turned out to be the Tao Xun he made for Mu Qi? Why does my heart seem to be twisted with a knife, and the pain is twisted? She gasped for breath like a fish on the verge of water. The subordinates unconsciously exerted force, and a "click" sounded immediately.

"Who's outside the hall?" In the hall, a grandmother beside the Snow Queen shouted coldly.

"It's me." A clear and comfortable voice sounded unexpectedly, and the slender and upright figure slowly walked out from under the tree behind her, Feng Jingning glanced at Bai Zhengyan as if unintentionally, walked forward and stood outside the door of the hall, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "Feng Jingning has seen the queen mother!" ”

"It turned out to be Feng Jingning." The Snow Queen sat gracefully on the main seat, raised her eyes lightly to look at the young man standing elegantly outside the door, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

Feng Jingning explained unhurriedly: "Jing Ning suddenly heard that the Xun sound here was clear and strange, and he was happy for a while, and he couldn't help but stop and listen carefully. I didn't notice it for a while, and I stepped on the dead branch by mistake under my feet, which alarmed the mother and surprised the beauties, which was really Jingning's fault. ”

The delicate makeup on the Snow Queen's face made her extremely noble, smiled slightly, and said: "This palace has often heard that Feng Jingning is extraordinary in music and rhythm, I wonder if this palace is lucky to smell the short and long today?" ”

According to the status and strength of the family, the Feng family is the second family, one of the four major families in a hundred years, and the Snow Queen's family is only the new sixth family. However, after the Snow Queen is a noble country at the moment, although her status is not more noble than that of other national queens, she still represents the power and majesty of the royal family.

Her words at this moment were clearly intended to regard the Feng family's sister-in-law as a musician in the palace, and to invite her to play music and entertain guests. Although these guests were the queen and the ladies of the major families, this order, this act, was already an insult to Feng Jingning as the concubine of the Feng family and the Feng family.

Women gather together, men avoid it, this is the rule in the palace, and now Feng Jingning admits to approaching first, although he has not entered, but it can also be regarded as rude to listen outside. If no one notices, it's just that, but at the moment he admits it himself. If he rejected the Snow Queen's request at this moment, which seemed to be a piece of music, and would not be pursued, then he could only hand it over to the inner court guards to report to the emperor for punishment.

In this way, the Feng family is not good-looking, and the emperor is not easy to handle, and everyone will blame Feng Jingning at that time.

Bai Zhengyan frowned tightly, although she was not from Moguo, she had heard of the inextricable relationship between the royal family of Moguo and various families. This is powerful, even if Silai is not as clear as the nobles in the hall, it is not far away, not to mention that she is the one who has fought in the palace, and these various things are still very clear.

And the cold gaze on the back of her neck that seemed to have substance, and if she didn't turn back, she could also know who was bullying her body with a silent gaze.

Bai Zhengyan's footsteps moved slightly, and he couldn't help but think that it would be better to let Shui Moyin receive this opportunity to see the truth in adversity, and it would be more useful for her to come forward as Miss Shui than for her to be a nameless and powerless woman. In the face of the joint confrontation of the two great families, no matter what the rhetoric is, the Snow Queen cannot insist on going her own way and not weigh the weight of it.