The huge palace lamp hangs overhead, with transparent tulle as the screen, the water chestnut falls down the red tassel, and a string of pearls, inlaid with gold and jade, the floor reflects the golden shadow of the dragon and phoenix, and the soft light illuminates the whole hall, generous without losing the bearing.

Emperor Cangqu and everyone were all happy, staggered, and extremely lively.

"It is worthy of being a young talent, the Fang family has been a military general for generations, the old general Fang Jing died on the battlefield in the battle of Jinjiang, and General Fang Dong died in the desert, and now his grandson and son are also invincible on the battlefield."

Emperor Cangqu was moved, and all the officials responded in unison, shouting "Long live the emperor, long live, long live......

Fang Han knelt down to thank him, and the banquet began, inevitably with a burst of greetings.

The women looked at the tall and heroic Fang Han in disbelief, rough and handsome, but dignified.

Although Qiao Muyou is also a jade tree in the wind, clear and heroic, it is difficult to attract the attention of all the women, just because he is a sinner in the frontier, and now his identity is the deputy general next to Fang Han, even if his original identity is extremely noble and powerless, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in this court after all!

Qiao Muyu's eyebrows swept over the cold Fang Han, as well as Qiao Muyou, who could not be ignored by his side, and got up to leave.

What Emperor Cangqu thinks, no one knows better than him, this Fang Han was born in a family of generals, and he is even more talented in military affairs, no one can beat him, he became a general of Weiyuan at a young age, if he becomes Qiao Muyou's help......

What he prefers is still the second prince born to Queen Yao.

Qiao Muyou's indifferent face didn't have too much turbulence, just cold and cold, respectful and detached, as if it was incompatible with the entire court, but when he met Fang Han's eyes, he showed sympathy, and his quiet gaze moved outside the hall from time to time.

Emperor Cangqu said something again, and the congratulatory voices in the hall were endless, but Qiao Muyou couldn't hear it anymore.

He walked through the imperial garden, skirting the corridors of the palace, only to feel that the deeper he went, the more desolate the objects became, the woods became scarcer, the daylight became darker and darker, and occasionally strange noises came out.

Qiao Muyu didn't care until he was outside a desolate palace.

Ling Siqing didn't know that there was such a secluded corner of the Ludao Imperial Palace, an old palace was independent in the wind, it was a little barren around, there were no other buildings, and even there were few plants, most of them were overgrown with weeds.

The scale of the palace is not small, but it is so old that it has lost its color, and there are no guards standing guard at the door.

She was a little flustered, how could she get here while walking, she obviously followed the route Ling Siyu said, and didn't find any guards, but she really lost herself.

"Why are you here?" The crisp and cool voice suddenly sounded, making the people who wanted to go back tremble.

Ling Siqing looked at Qiao Muyu, who was dressed in a golden dress, his eyes tightened, but he seemed to have found a support, his lips had not yet made a sound, he suddenly realized something, closed it again, and pursed the corners of his lips without saying a word.

The guards patrolling in the distance seemed to notice the movement here, and ran in small steps, Ling Siqing saw them running over, and didn't care if he had quarreled with Qiao Muyu, and ran behind him to hide the next moment.

The corners of Qiao Muyu's mouth raised slightly, and he was in a good mood, and the bad mood that he hadn't seen Ling Siqing just now was also swept away.

The patrol guard saw that it was Qiao Muyu, and he saluted and went elsewhere.

Ling Siqing saw Qiao Muyu's tall body standing in front of him, but he had no intention of turning around, and his heart was slightly cold.

I still remember the last time I was angry with Qiao Muyu, I guess he was really angry, what should he do now? Ling Siqing secretly prayed in her heart, hoping that Qiao Muyu would be magnificent, not careless, and said cautiously, "That, I'm lost." ”

Her voice was extremely small, if Qiao Muyu didn't listen carefully, she wouldn't be able to hear it at all, but she didn't pay attention to it.

Seeing that he was still silent, Ling Siqing bit the corner of his lip, closed his eyes a little unwillingly, and continued: "That, Sixth Highness, what happened last time...... Hey, hey, hey......" He ignored her and walked away!

Qiao Muyu walked towards the desolate palace, Ling Siqing bit the corner of his lip, and was indignant in his heart, but he was afraid that he would be caught by those patrol guards, and he didn't care about anything three-seven-twenty-one, but he followed closely behind Qiao Muyu.

Qiao Muyu didn't stop it, and the two entered the desolate palace together.

Although it was still bright outside, when you walked into the palace, it was suddenly dark.

When the door opened, Ling Siqing looked up and found that although the palace was a little dilapidated, there was no dust at all, it was obviously cleaned, and when he put his eyes into the door, it was endless, as if he couldn't see the darkness.

She was stunned for a moment, feeling that this scene was familiar, and her body suddenly stiffened as if it was not her own.

"Here?" This ruined palace is like a ruined temple in her nightmare......

"This was once the palace where Empress Yao was grounded by the emperor, but Empress Yao was executed, and the second prince was assigned to the frontier, so this place was completely deserted, and no one ever came, leaving only a desolate ......"

Qiao Muyu casually lit a palace lamp, the pale yellow candlelight gradually opened, and the sight in front of him gradually became clearer.

No one has ever been here again, has no one really been here?

Ling Siqing tried her best to suppress the bone-chilling coldness in her chest, her expression became more and more ugly, waiting to adapt to the dim environment, barely discerning some outlines, and actually walked towards a deeper place step by step, she breathed softly, as if she could feel the heavy sadness in the air, and the cold helplessness......

The air here was humid and cold, as if someone had just cried, and even low sobs could be heard......

On a rainy night seven years ago, the ruined temple she thought she thought was here? How did she get into the palace? Isn't this the residence of Queen Yao, it is Qiao Muyou's mother, and she has also experienced that kind of liver and intestines here......

She felt the scratches on the legs of the old wooden cabinet, as if they were carved into her heart......

"Did you live here seven years ago?" She spoke in a low voice, looking back in the dark, looking at Qiao Muyu's gaze, clear and damp, "Have you ever lived here?" ”

Qiao Muyu couldn't help but be stunned and frowned, "How did you know the Dao?" "He used to live here!

Ling Siqing's bright eyes were covered with mist, he tilted his head slightly, not letting the suppressed tears in his eyes slip down, and the corners of his lips trembled, "Since it is the residence of Empress Yao, according to the emperor's favor for Empress Yao, how do you live here?" ”

Qiao Muyu, as the sixth prince, should have his own palace, but why did he live in a remote, deserted and dilapidated palace!

Ling Siqing looked at him, there was a kind of suppressed pain in his eyes, I don't know if it was for himself or for him?

Qiao Muyu was also stunned, should this woman have lived smartly, or was she confused, why could she see that he had lived here, why did she seem to have seen through something, but her gaze was so dull and waveless!

"Ling Siqing, this is not what you should know, let's go." After all, he couldn't say anything.