Hua Yin's eyes turned to Hai Jin on the side, and walked in without saying a word, Hai Jin closed the door of the wing room with a light smile, and did not forget to shout: "Although it is still early for a good night, you still have to have fun in time." ”

The whole flat floor inside is this wing, with a hall for drinking and feasting, a bed with layers of curtains, a soup pool, and an instrumental stand with more than a dozen musical instruments, each of which is a fine stringed instrument.

Jiang Yao's figure walked around inside, with the curiosity of a little daughter who had never seen the world, and Hua Yin sat in the banquet hall, looking at Jiang Yao who was still wandering in the distance.

After walking around, when Jiang Yao returned to the banquet hall, she saw that the people outside had already brought wine and food, Jiang Yao sat cross-legged and sat on the side of the table unceremoniously, and she said politely.

"Do you eat?"

"No appetite."

The flower was lying on the chaise longue on her side, her eyes were not raised, she looked full of worries, Jiang Yao didn't care at all, she tore open a big chicken leg and bit it down.

Drinking wine by himself, he could only hear Jiang Yao's chewing sound in the room, Hua Yin listened to the sound and ate very fragrantly, and his eyes widened.

I saw her stuffing her mouth slowly, puffing out her cheeks as if she hadn't eaten something good for a long time.

"You don't look like a rich lord."

"I'm saying I'm penniless."

Jiang Yao nodded, chewed and swallowed, and then sent another glass of wine down, she ate very happily, and she didn't care more and more about her image.

The sky outside gradually came out of the daylight, and the end of the exposure was hot again, and I knew that there was a beginning to chirp, as if the pouring rain that sent her out of the palace just now had never come.

She looked at the scorching sun outside the window, and began to wonder if the two days with Duan Jingyan had really happened, or if it was her wishful daydream.

"What is your relationship with Duan Jingyan?"

Hua Yin's eyes looked at her with a little messy, her hair was a little embarrassed by the rain, and the scar on her face had already covered her beauty, leaving three points of beauty.

"It's okay."

Jiang Yao retracted his eyes, poured himself a glass of wine, raised it and put it in his mouth, Hua Yin chuckled, and said, "You are penniless, and you dare to bid, what if you can't hand it over tomorrow?" ”

This question is very realistic, Jiang Yao looked at Hua Yin sideways, her eyebrows narrowed slightly: "If he doesn't want to, I still have my father and mother, and my brother...... Somebody will always take care of me. ”

She didn't understand the use of asking for money, but now she understands that this money is a life-saving thing.

Hua Yin felt that this woman was very interesting, and would rather the world be against the rules, and dare to go against the current.

"What's your name?"

"Jiang Yao."

Jiang Yao continued to eat the wine and food, while drinking the peach blossom brew, her eyes narrowed like a fox, holding the wine pot and not letting go, drinking like drinking water.

Hanakure was reminiscing about the name, remembering the previous rumors.

"I only know the inner realm, a famous woman who went abroad many years ago is an empress named Jiang Yao, look at you, you don't want her to be so courageous, the name is the same, and the people are different."

Jiang Yao didn't like to hear this kind of thing very much, she shook the chopsticks, her beauty immediately twisted up, and the silver chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter, Jiang Yao lowered her eyes and looked solemn.

"She's dead, and you're still talking about her!"

She used to like to listen to the emperor's stories in the teahouse, listening to the things she did for Duan Jingyan, in order to be able to listen to books in the teahouse, she begged Hanzhou to let her go down the mountain many times, just to know the emperor's past.

As if she could feel it when she knew, she followed the ups and downs of the storyteller's deeds, laughing or crying or complaining or angry, and fantasizing about their fairy couple in her mind.

But in Hanmei Garden, there is never a single one, and there is not a single portrait of the emperor's sister and Duan Jingyan.

So she searched all over the streets and alleys, and when she stood in front of the portrait of the emperor, it was the portrait painted by Wu Yong for her, which was circulated among the people. She was dressed in clear clothes, lying on a chair, enchanting and charming, and the blush on her chest was faintly visible.

It was the first time she had seen the emperor, more charming than she imagined, and her kind of beauty was something she couldn't describe with words or understand with secular eyes.

And when she stood in front of the portrait, she knew why Duan Jingyan liked her so much, and she had to do it all her life.

is powerful and has status, does not depend on any man, and has Yaochi. The faint and quiet gaze in his eyes, he is literate and polite, and he has been a concubine by Duan Jingyan's side for several years, and an emperor for several years.

has never let him do anything wrong, and has always used everything she can to silently guard the king in her heart.

At that time, she stood in front of the portrait of the emperor, and she felt ashamed of herself.

At this time, she thought back to what she had brought to Duan Jingyan, as soon as she entered the palace, it was the Hantan dungeon, and she thought that she would never be able to be her sister's stand-in for the rest of her life, and it was impossible for her to even be a stand-in.

Even if she wanted to leave, it would be wrong, it would make him spew blood on the city wall, the only thing she could give was her body, but even so, in Duan Jingyan's heart, there was nothing to cherish.

Jiang Yao's eyes were full of tears, and just when her vision was gradually blurred, Jiang Yao lay on the ground, and there was a mat on the ground. She let the tears flow from the corners of her eyes and into her hair, Jiang Yao picked up the wine jug and poured a sip of wine into her mouth.

"Is this still, hurt by love?"

Hua Yin's words came faintly, Jiang Yao turned her head to the side, and she said indifferently, "Don't make noise, I have a headache...... I want to sleep. ”

When you fall asleep, you won't have heartache and you can forget all the pain.

You can't use things that don't think about the past anymore.

Duan Jingyan, who was outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, stood for a long time, until he watched the rain gradually stop, his deep eyes were swollen and sour, and he looked at the palace gate with a flush, and he could no longer see the white clothes.

"Your Majesty, let's go in, the water will hurt you with the cold."

Kant stood beside Duan Jingyan in a wet body, trembling a little, and persuaded Duan Jingyan again and again. And Zhang Yan, who had been waiting next to him, looked at this scene and sighed a little in his heart.

"She's not coming back."

Duan Jingyan smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth, turned around and was about to enter the Heart Cultivation Palace, just when Sixi lifted the curtain, he looked back and said, "How to serve when you become like this, go change your clothes." ”

Kant responded, watched Duan Jingyan walk in, and hurriedly signaled Sixi, went in to serve, and then hurried back to change clothes.

Zhang Yan also walked in and walked into the hall, Duan Jingyan motioned for him to take the pulse, Zhang Yan immediately put his fingers together and probed it, he had not checked Duan Jingyan's pulse since the Hantan dungeon had taken the pulse.

Jiang Yao has always considered the prescription, which is really exquisite and admirable.

He is a man in his thirties, but now he admires her, a fifteen-year-old girl, presumably he must be a teacher of Murong Chen.

"Most of the cold in the emperor's body has been expelled, as long as you insist on drinking the medicine, the remaining remnants will definitely be recovered, but this kidney yang is very weak, I am afraid that there will be ......"

"Don't."