Muyun Kingdom, Yunhe 353 late winter, the time of the alternation of the old and the new.

The dark sky hung low, and the snowflakes fluttered like light feathers, falling into the hidden forbidden garden of the palace.

There are many forbidden places in the palace, and the plum garden left by the first emperor is one, which contains hundreds of plum trees planted by the first emperor, and it was also the place where the mother of the current lord lives.

Year after year, the soul in the plum garden has long passed away, but the bright red plum still blooms alone to welcome the frost and snow, the plum red lining the snow white, and there is no ecstasy taste.

In the deepest part of Meilin, a cuiwa octagonal pavilion stands in it, and this pavilion is called Meiting.

The plum pavilion is surrounded by plums on three sides, facing the cold pool, and in the hazy light dance of the white gauze, a purple-clothed figure is faintly seen sitting in a brown sunken wood chair, and beside him stands respectfully a silver-haired father-in-law holding a long straight knife, but he is very young up close.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early, please set up a fight and go back to the palace early." The father-in-law leaned over and lowered his voice, and the sharp and thin voice in his voice revealed the special identity under the rigid appearance.

"Alas, I have 3,000 beauties, why don't I have a relationship with that person. Gao Sheng, the person who sent out, is there any news? The man's warm voice carried a hint of majesty, raised the silver pot in the table, and poured wine and drank it.

"None."

Two years ago, when the emperor was assassinated, Gao Sheng was promoted from a small eunuch to a royal attendant, and he was very favored by the emperor, and he ran rampant inside and outside the palace.

Even the ministers of the court and the central government were courteous when they saw him, but in front of the emperor, they were extremely humble and humble.

"That's it, go back." The emperor stretched out his slender fingers, pinched his eyebrows sadly, and put down the cup in his finger in disappointment. As soon as he stood up, Gao Sheng's father-in-law intimately gathered it for him, a black mink fur.

Suddenly.

"Ahh A delicate light breath came suddenly, accompanied by the sound of branches squirming and breaking, attracting the attention of the two monarchs and ministers.

Gao Sheng's ears moved smartly, stopping the action of arranging the emperor's clothes in his hands, and his humble and docile eyes changed to alertness and coldness.

The speed at which the cold knife is unsheathed precedes the sound.

Gao Sheng's luck dodged lightly, and he quickly approached the place where the voice was, and pointed his long knife at the enemy hiding behind the tree, and shouted fiercely: "Who!"

Next to the broken branch of the plum tree, a slender woman can be seen standing up on the ground, feeling the power of the knife is coming, and she quickly hides her face and runs away.

Gao Sheng snorted coldly, swung his knife and took his head, but the woman seemed to have eyes on her back, and she narrowly avoided it with her head left and right, and the speed of running under her feet did not decrease.

Gao Sheng stared at the dim snow light, this woman was tall and tall, and the palace clothes on her body were worn by concubines and maids.

The woman seemed to be extremely familiar with the terrain here, and a cat's waist forest shuttled back and forth in the dark plum forest, which even made him temporarily chase away.

He suddenly thought that the emperor was left alone in the Mei Pavilion, and it would be terrible if the assassin's accomplice tried to divert the tiger from the mountain.

Gao Sheng's pursuit paused, and he quickly turned around and ran back to the pavilion.

When approaching the Octagonal Plum Pavilion, he saw a woman in a light blue palace robe in Shengshang's arms, and couldn't help but look sideways, and stepped forward with a knife in confusion, and said loudly: "Your Majesty?"

The emperor turned his head and smiled: "Gao Sheng, look! I've caught a kitten that has thrown itself into the net. There was a slight smugness and boast in his tone.

Gao Sheng stepped forward to take a closer look at the palace maid, and recognized that she was not among the palace maids who served the emperor, but like the assassin who had just been lost. I just want to say: "This emperor's head is too stable on his neck, and he doesn't know how important it is."

"Your Majesty, she is an assassin."

"Huh? How could such a beautiful woman be an assassin? The man turned his head, his golden crown in his hair, and his long inky hair hung down obediently behind his shoulders, sparkling as he turned.

It was a handsome face as sharp and angular as jade, but warm and uncut, with thick black dragon eyebrows towering into the clouds, a pair of phoenix eyes smiling slowly, and thin lips hooking a slightly frivolous smile.

Today's saint Xiao Jingyu, Yushu is in the wind, handsome and extraordinary, and is among the four beautiful men in Yun Kingdom, whether it is the daughter of an official eunuch or a commoner's daughter, they are all vying to enter the palace to be a concubine for the emperor.

The woman in Xiao Jingyu's arms, when she heard the word "emperor", her body shrank like a frightened rabbit.

Xiao Jingyu picked up the woman's jaw with his fingers, his eyes wandered on the beautiful cheeks, the phoenix eyes evoked the memory, and the phoenix eyes smiled and said: "Your demeanor between your eyebrows is very similar to that person, what is your name, where is the palace maid?"

Mo Xiangli looked into the pair of beautiful and deep phoenix eyes, drunk in a daze, and reported his name in a trembling voice: "Hongmei, the palace maid under Concubine Rong......"

"Very well, I'll spoil you tonight." Xiao Jingyu's thin lips hooked happily, pinched her nose playfully, and announced domineeringly.

After that, without waiting for the shocked woman's reaction, she hugged the light-shaped woman with her long arms domineeringly, and walked towards the Mei Pavilion, the long-vacant Mei Palace.

His arms were wide and warm, with a good smell of ambergris, Mo Xiangli's eyes stared at his handsome side face for a moment, and he didn't dare to act rashly in his arms.

With the soft sound of "boom", Mo Xiangli was smashed on the bed, and his brain, which was fascinated by beauty, finally sobered up.

The emperor didn't wait for her to speak, and the passionate body was already pressed by hot kisses.

"No! No way!" Mo Xiangli took a few kisses, pushed Xiao Jingyu away, shrank in the corner of the bed, clutched his clothes in horror, shook his head and refused.

"Beauty, what's wrong?" Xiao Jingyu's jade fingers caressed Mo Xiangli's fair and smooth cheeks, and said puzzledly.

"I'm sorry, I can't lose myself with you like this." Mo Xiangli tilted his head slightly, avoided Xiao Jingyu's gentle touch, and said ashamedly.

I waited for my childhood sweetheart to return and marry her, how could I lose my body? Although, the bamboo horse didn't come for a long time and forgot about himself outside the clouds.

"Beauty, since you have entered the palace, you have cut off from the outside. I will love you for the rest of my life, and I will give you the position of concubine, and you can leave it to me with confidence. Faced with such a situation, Xiao Jingyu grabbed himself easily and said in his ear.

His warm breath sprayed on Mo Xiangli's ears, causing her to tilt her head slightly, but she bumped into him under the lamp, handsome and affectionate.

At that moment, she was deeply touched, staring at that handsome face, her heart was beating so hard that she even forgot that person temporarily.

For so many years in the deep palace, she and her good sisters were slaves and servants at the bottom, and they were bullied. If she becomes a concubine, she will be able to rely on her power to find the negative brother who has abandoned her for many years.

As the saying goes, a gentleman is hard to chase after a horse, and the person in front of him is a person worthy of his trust, right?

Her fingers gripping the placket of her shirt gradually loosened......

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow outside the window became more and more intense, and the north wind beat the window door violently, and the sound of violent sound passed through the heavy doors of the deep palace, and when it reached the bed that was as warm as spring roasted by the charcoal fire, only a silent cry remained.

In his dream, he suddenly heard the slight sound of a branch falling to the ground in the wind, and opened his long eyelashes in a daze.

The room in front of me was covered with red silk, and under the cold wind that slipped through a few cracks in the door, the shadows were elegant, like ghosts floating in front of the bed.

Mo Xiangli sat up abruptly in fright, his sleepiness was instantly driven out of his brain, and the man next to him broke free from her embrace, his phoenix eyes cracked a gap, and his consciousness propped up half of his body in a daze, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xiangli turned his head to look at the strange man in front of him, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, thinking of becoming a woman completely under him, red clouds surged up on his face, and he replied shyly: "There is a big tree outside the window, which was broken by the wind."

"Oh, it's the old pear blossom tree, I'll call someone to fix it tomorrow, sleep."

After Xiao Jingyu finished speaking sleepily, he took Mo Xiangli back into his arms and locked it again, patted her shoulder to comfort her and continued to sleep.

As soon as she lay down, she suddenly remembered that her good sister Hua Xihuan was waiting for her to return in the cold and leaky room, and she would definitely be worried if she didn't go back.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiangli struggled out of his solid arm again, leaned over and said in his ear: "Your Majesty, I want to go back now, you can come to Ronghua Pavilion to find me tomorrow."

"Call me Tanlang, I'll look for you tomorrow." Xiao Jingyu closed his eyes, pulled up the quilt and reminded again in a daze, and after casually promised, let go of his hands and feet.

Mo Xiangli picked up the clothes on the ground, turned his back and put them on carefully, looked back at the handsome man, and a few traces of affection rose in his heart.

Mo Xiangli pulled his collar tightly, not daring to look at him more.

In the door opened by the palace maid, she clenched her sleeves and hurried away with her head bowed.

However, when he touched the hundred-year-old pear blossom tree outside the door, his footsteps paused slightly, and tears suddenly fell from her face, and a trace of guilt welled up in her heart.

She once promised that person that she would be his wife when she grew up, but the original vow, in the frustration of reality, those youthful dreams, like this old pear tree, fell to the ground and never returned.

She gave up, the promise he had made. gave up, this long and indefinite wait, just hoping to see him again one day.

The wind and snow outside the window became more and more intense, and the old wooden window blown by the cold wind made a faint sound, and the clinical Chunlan was already asleep, and even snored.

Hua Xihuan turned around in the quilt, opened her eyes silently in the dark, and thought depressedly: Concubine Rong called Li'er out before, and two hours have passed, should something happen?

When his thoughts turned to this, Xihuan immediately couldn't lie down, and wanted to get up to find Mo Xiang.

The door "creaked", gently opened the crack, poured in a few wisps of cold air, Xihuan heard familiar footsteps in his ears, approached with a deep foot and a shallow foot, stopped in front of the bedside and undressed, and then the quilt was lifted a corner, into the body with a cool feeling.

"How are you going?" Hua Xihuan stretched out her feet to cover those cold and moving feet, and asked softly in her ear.

"Concubine Rong, call me to the plum garden to fold a plum for her, I happened to encounter some things, I will tell you more tomorrow, I am too tired to hold my eyes."

Mo Xiangli tucked the corners of the quilt for the two of them as usual, lay down in the quilt with warmth, comfortably opened his frowning eyebrows, yawned, stretched out his hand to hold the flowers, and quickly fell asleep.

Xihuan heard her heavy breathing, shook her head, and waited for her for a long time, but this enemy fell asleep first.

Hua Xihuan also closed her eyes, and when her mind sank into sleep, she thought that the new emperor would let the palace maid out of the palace on his birthday to show benevolence and wisdom.

I sincerely hope that there are more than two months left, and I can leave the palace alive and reunite with my family under Concubine Rong.

Unexpectedly, the branches were already growing alone in the dark night.