The music slowed down.

The red gauze robe and large sleeves slowly fell, and the hem of the robe embroidered with begonia flowers was like the most gorgeous falling flowers.

The bewitching face that emerges from behind the big sleeves is feminine and handsome.

Those peach blossom eyes revealed a fatal temptation, making the garden full of pink delicacy flowers lose their color.

The notes gradually stopped, but in the moment of silence around them, the music rose sharply, like a silver bottle.

Hua Rongzhan's body moved, her toes swept over the begonia flower bed, and a red afterimage fell behind Wen Qianmu, and the long sword in her hand grazed the top of her hair.

The song stops.

Hua Rongzhan looked at the front expressionlessly, and on the tip of the sword, there was a begonia flower parked on it.

With a slight movement of his wrist, the begonia fell into the tea in front of Wen Qianmu.

Wen Qianmu raised his hand to hook the broken hair on his forehead behind his ear, took a sip of the tea, and said softly: "I always thought that you would only be able to embroider your legs. But today, after walking out of the boudoir and seeing a lot of the world, you know that your kung fu is excellent. ”

Hua Rongzhan put away his sword into the sheath with an expressionless face, walked to the opposite her and sat down: "What's the second thing?" ”

Wen Qianmu put down the teacup and stared at his face: "I haven't thought about it yet." Still, that clue, I can give you right now. ”

Stroking the cloisonné bracelet on her left wrist, she looked subtle: "Coincidentally, when I was not out of the cabinet, the Shen Guogong Mansion held a banquet, and I was wet with wine at the banquet, and it was the current queen who took me to her boudoir to change clothes." ”

Hua Rongzhan's eyes lit slightly, and she was heard to continue: "At that time, the maids were outside, and when I was changing clothes, I accidentally touched a cloisonné vase, but fortunately I held it in time, so it didn't break. ”

She furrowed her delicate eyebrows, "I lifted the vase back into place, and when I glanced at it, I saw an item covered in yellow silk. As you said, boxy should be something like a seal. ”

As he spoke, there were many doubts in his eyes, "Hua Rongzhan, the only seal in this world that can be covered by yellow silk is—"

Hua Rongzhan suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her mouth: "There are some things that I can't say." ”

There was a chill in his fingertips, which made Wen Qian admire stiffen.

Hua Rongzhan consciously lost his temper, quickly withdrew his hand, took a sip of tea, but felt that it was not a taste, was silent for a long time, closed the tea lid, and got up to leave.

A crape myrtle tree swayed in the wind, and the fallen flowers on the stone table and the ground rose with the wind, ethereal and beautiful.

Wen Qianmu stretched out his hand to hold a broken flower, and there was a deep hesitation in his eyes.

Hua Rongzhan was the person she saved on the way when she went to Cheng'en Temple to offer incense.

At that time, he only said that he went to Beijing to join his relatives, but who expected that his relatives died, and on the way home, he was injured by thieves.

When she saw that he was beautiful and talked extraordinarily, she kindly took him in, asked the doctor to treat him, and even left him to be a servant in the backyard when he was unwilling to return to his hometown after he recovered from his injuries.

Who would have thought......

In the years of ignorance, she and him actually had feelings for each other.

However, from the beginning, she understood the disparity between the identities of the two.

This disparity does not allow them to be together.

But now after marrying another woman, she found that she was so stupid in the past, neither saw through Hua Rongzhan's identity, nor did she understand that the feelings generated in those years were not just as simple as "feelings".

Hua Rongzhan is the person of the national teacher Jun Tianlan, which is something that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty know.

What he was looking for should be for Jun Tianlan.

But as far as she knew, the jade seal of the Chu State was obviously placed in the Qianhe Palace, so what was that piece of yellow silk wrapped in yellow silk?

……

At this time, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Shen Miaoyan followed Jun Tianlan off the boat, the pavilions in front of him were in a hugging circle, built brilliantly, and the courtyard in the middle was built into a small garden, and some children were playing among the flowers.

It was not yet noon, the lotus banquet had not begun, and Jun Tianlan did not like to be lively, so he took Shen Miaoyan to sit on the broken bridge extending outside the pavilion.

At the end of the broken bridge, there is a carved wreath chair and a small table with a tea set and two plates of snacks on the table, all of which are very exquisite.

Jun Tianlan lifted the hem of his robe and sat down on the circle chair, Shen Miaoyan ran over, reached out and took a piece of rock sugar fat cake to eat.

Jun Tianlan stared at her, her round face was a little in the direction of the melon seed face, and she grew taller, and her small waist with a plain waist seal was unbearable to hold, like a wicker.

"National teacher, what are you looking at?" Shen Miaoyan raised her eyebrows, and she didn't notice the crumbs on the corners of her mouth, and stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him.

Jun Tianlan almost subconsciously, held her hand and took her into his arms.

Shen Miaoyan was startled, and hurriedly looked around, seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, he breathed a sigh of relief, put his hands around his chest, and lowered his voice: "National teacher, what do you want to do?!" ”

Jun Tianlan was displeased, "Are you guarding against this seat?" ”

In this blue sky, you suddenly hugged people into your arms, how could people not be guarded!

Shen Miaoyan secretly slandered herself, but said on her face: "Where, it's just a little frightened." ”

As he spoke, he avoided Jun Tianlan's slightly scorching gaze, looked at the lotus flower in the lake, and continued to eat cakes.

Jun Tianlan reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to turn to him: "This seat used to hold you in my arms and teach you to read and write, but I didn't see you react like this." ”

He was so close to her face that Shen Miaoyan could almost feel his warm breathing clearly.

Such an ambiguous distance made her unable to even eat the cake.

She lowered her eyes, and her cheeks were quietly dyed with two red clouds: "Before...... I'm still young. ”

The breeze was delicate, and she sat on his lap, only to feel like sitting on pins and needles.

And he wrapped one hand around her waist and pinched her chin with the other, such an intimate posture made her cheeks more and more hot.

No one paid attention to it, but it was outside......

And on the shore of the lake, a man in a moon-white embroidered gold dragon brocade robe stood with his hands in his hands, standing behind the weeping willows, quietly watching the scenery on the broken bridge in the distance.

There was a faint smile in the warm eyebrows and eyes, but the bottom of the eyes seemed to be soaked in ice edges, and the indifference and loneliness that could not be dissolved were filled with it.

It was a pair of eyes that made people look frightened and in awe.

Chu Yunjian's lips were very tight, even if he was so far away, he could clearly see that when Shen Miaoyan was in Jun Tianlan's arms, she was a little girl's unique shyness.

It was a cuteness and gentleness that I had never felt when facing him.

A heart is like being firmly pinched by someone's hand, and the pain is suffocating.

He was out of his mind when a pleasant voice sounded: "Tong'er greets Your Majesty!" ”

He turned around and saw Shen Yuetong dressed beautifully and dazzlingly, curtsily to him.

His eyes moved, and in an instant, he understood the reason why Shen Peng invited him here.

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