Lin Xiangwan woke up slowly, looking at the room decoration in front of her, which was already very familiar, there was a trace of stunned, her head hurt, but she didn't know what was wrong, she vaguely remembered that she seemed to have a very beautiful and sad dream. But she couldn't remember everything in the dream, and even the face of the man who seemed to be extremely familiar was vague at the moment.

There are still two days before the palace banquet, Lin Xiangwan has been in the Moon Halo Pavilion for nearly ten days, and she gets angry when she thinks of this, she is a typical person who likes to stay at home and is actually forced to socialize, which is also very painful. But... She thought about it for a second time, and actually smiled.

In fact, it is very good that she can meet Lu Liang in this huge Xueji Palace, after all, no one will not like lively and lovely people, even if she is the princess of the West Night, she is not at all as she imagined that she deliberately holds the princess shelf, which is much more frank than those official ladies who want to tie her up to see Lin Queqing.

When Lin Xiangwan was with Lu Liang, she only felt that the whole person was infected by her happy emotions, and the whole person relaxed, besides, if Lu Liang can call her sister, she has to be responsible for the little girl, right?

Lin Xiangwan washed up for a while, and then the maid gently tied up a green silk for her, tied it with a faint blue-blue streamer, which made her more elegant like a fairy, and today she was wearing a simple plain white dress, without extra decorations, and looked like an ordinary palace maid from a distance.

Such a simple dress was specially chosen by Lin Xiangwan, just because she had more important things to do, she smiled slyly, took out a transparent porcelain bottle from the box on the side, played with it in her hand with interest, and then threw it in the air and caught it firmly, and after repeating it a few times, she clenched the porcelain bottle in her hand and looked out the window.

The sun is just right, not arrogant or impatient, such a good weather, it's a waste not to go out.

Lin Xiangwan smiled lightly, although she was performing wholeheartedly when she faced the provocative Pei Shu in the Imperial Garden, she did find a very good-growing purple madder in the garden.

Purple madder, that's a good thing, refining flower juice can pick up the nail cover, and it is also an extremely transparent amethyst color, originally there are skin care products and cosmetics in the stunning shop, but because the plants that can refine good-looking colors come and go, and purple madder is one of the things she saw in the book.

So she recognized the purple madder among the many flowers and plants, which was simply ten thousand years old!

I heard that purple madder is distributed by the Wensu Infinite Sea, and the requirements for temperature and humidity are extremely high, and in a place like Xueji, where snow often falls all year round, it is too difficult to get purple madder, and although the mainland of the Shang Dynasty has basic preservation methods, Wensu is far away from Xueji after all, and the cost of transportation is really painful for Lin Xiangwan.

Desperate, I had to make this decision. Ahem, Lin Xiangwan didn't actually want to steal it, he just wanted to pick a leaf so that he could go back and let the people in the Peerless Workshop go to Wensu to collect it.

As soon as such an idea came out, it could never be taken back, so Lin Xiangwan carried her skirt, took out a handkerchief, held a pair of scissors, lifted the corners of her mouth and walked towards the imperial garden.

.....

The sun is just right, not arrogant or impatient, but in such a good weather, Lin Xiangwan is squatting on the ground without any image, holding scissors and making various comparisons to a purple-green plant, as if he wants to know where to start.

The cutting of plants is exquisite, not to mention such a precious plant, if it is moved in one place, the whole purple madder will lose its original activity, which is equivalent to a waste! This is also what makes Lin Xiangwan feel strange. If the Shang Dynasty mainland makes her feel magical, in addition to the heavy snow that has been drifting for thousands of years, it is the planting and cutting of plants.

But for some reason, since she started trying to cut plants, although Lin Xiangwan still has to think about how to cut them, she knows the veins and meridians of plants by heart, so she is quick and accurate.

And when the scissors had already touched the sea, Lin Xiangwan moved. Just then, she heard unhurried footsteps in the distance. Those who appear in the imperial garden at this time are not the ladies who enter the palace, then they are the people in the palace.

And the sound of the footsteps, although a little light, can still be identified as a man. If she still has room to play for women, then for men, she can really only hide, and it was the same when she met intermittently in Tianxing Pavilion. No matter who he is, he can't afford to provoke him!

So Lin Xiangwan subconsciously squatted down, threw the scissors into the flowers on the side, and pretended to look at the other flowers and plants on the ground. It's even better if you don't find yourself.

If discovered...

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth!

The footsteps got closer and closer, and Lin Xiangwan felt that the footsteps stopped abruptly, as if the owner of the footsteps had stopped, and then it sounded again.

She could feel it coming!

She was nervous, but she still squatted motionless among the flowers, and continued to hold her breath and look at the delicate flowers next to the purple madder. And at some point on the flower, a colorful butterfly stopped, fluttering its wings, and it looked very beautiful in the warm March sun.

And Lin Xiangwan's mind at the moment was not on the flowers or butterflies at all, she felt that the person was getting closer and closer to her, and even she could feel the eyes of the visitors staring at her back.

The footsteps stopped, and the man stood behind her and asked softly, "What are you doing?"

Murong Yun looked intently and found that it was a girl in white, and the girl was squatting in the flowers at this time, and she didn't know what she was doing, so that her skirt was stained with mud and grass tips.

Don't ask who she is? Ask her what she is doing first? Lin Xiangwan was a little surprised, the hand that had just squeezed her shirt slowly let go, and a soft voice came into her ears, as if it was a gentle lord?

Lin Xiangwan saw the butterfly flying away in front of her eyes, so she got up and turned her head to look at Murong Yun, who was looking at her curiously.

Murong Yun was dressed in a dark cyan robe, his black hair was fixed with a golden crown, and his handsome face was amazing, but the fly in the ointment was that his face was as pale as paper. His figure was emaciated, but because of his long stature, he didn't look sluggish. And he was looking at her with a smile on his face at the moment, his eyes were as warm as black pearls, which made people feel very friendly.

Sure enough, it's a gentle Lord!

So Lin Xiangwan's inner uneasiness dissipated a little, and Ying Ying gave a salute: "The little girl entered the palace for the first time, walked around at will, and had no intention of breaking into the imperial garden, but just saw that the flowers in the imperial garden were very beautiful, so she stopped to admire." ”

"It doesn't matter, the Imperial Garden is a place for the ladies in the palace to play, and the spring color in the garden is indeed yearning. Murong Yun looked at the girl who was saluting him in front of him, well, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and a clever smile. Although he was shocked by the beautiful and beautiful appearance of the girl in front of him, it was not revealed on the surface.

After all, Murong Yun is the crown prince of Xueji, and he has seen countless beauties, but none of them have stayed in his heart, and he doesn't have much feeling for the love between men and women. may be because of the awkward contradiction between identity and power, which makes Murong Yun innate nobility, but he can't really consider the relationship between men and women because of his lack of family affection and sincerity. Therefore, like Lin Queqing, he only maintains a gentle and polite attitude in the face of countless young girls.

It's just that... The girl's face was very familiar, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere......

"Which lady brought you to the lady, why is there no one to accompany you?" Murong Yun felt a little strange in his heart, usually speaking, the maid who entered the palace should be led by the maid who entered the palace to a special place to rest, how could the woman in white in front of her get lost?

"The little girl Lin Xiangwan, was ordered by the emperor to enter the palace, her father and brother were in the palace, when they were busy, how could they worry about the little girl? It was only because the entourage guards had something to leave, that the little girl walked around at will, hoping to find a way back, but unexpectedly walked to the imperial garden, and was suddenly attracted by the beautiful scenery, which was ......" Lin Xiangwan said matter-of-factly, she smiled embarrassedly.

The man in the dark blue robe in front of him trembled when he heard Lin Xiangwan's words, his eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't help but take a step in the direction of the woman: "Lin Xiangwan... Are you Prime Minister Lin's youngest daughter!?" No wonder her face is so familiar, she is very similar to Que Qing.

Lin Xiangwan nodded slightly, she had a good impression of the man in front of her who was a little pale, especially his gentle temperament made him very approachable, and his warm eyes were quietly looking at Lin Xiangwan at this time.

"Do you know who I am?" he said with a smile, it turned out that this was Que Qing's sister Xiang Wan, it was better to see it than to hear it, and it was indeed Que Qing's good sister.

Lin Xiangwan frowned slightly and looked at Murong Yun. He asked, could it be...

Lin Xiangwan looked at him for a long time, the dark cyan robe he was wearing was embroidered with fine and dense auspicious cloud patterns, and the placket outlined a faint distant mountain. His body seemed to be a little weak, a handsome face was a little pale, and even his thin lips were not a little bloody, but he behaved properly, although he did not hold a shelf, but there was a faint sense of dignity in his gestures.

Could it be His Royal Highness Murong Yun, Prince Xueji, who is as famous as her second brother?

Murong Yun looked at her a little amusedly, as if waiting for her answer, but there was a kind of doting on her sister like an elder brother in her eyes.

Could it be that he was infected by Que Qing, and now it seems that he also thinks that Xiang Wan is very clever and lovely.

"The little girl sees His Royal Highness the Prince. Lin Xiangwan hurriedly saluted, and she lowered her head.

She remembered that it was rumored that His Royal Highness Murong Yun, the prince of Xueji, was gentle and courteous, but the fly in the ointment was that his body was not as healthy as ordinary people, but this also made him more like a piece of bright white jade, pure and flawless.

It is precisely because of this that Xueji Capital will call the personable Lin Queqing, the second son of the Lin family, and the gentle and elegant His Royal Highness Prince Xueji Murong Yun as the double best in the capital.

One of the two is like a verdant green bamboo swaying in the wind, and the other is like a bright snow-white jade wall, which has hooked the hearts of countless snowy girls.