"What is fate,"

Mu Qianyan brushed away the warmth on her arm and continued to walk forward regardless of it.

She just wanted to find Shen Luan and comfort him personally.

"Idiot,"

The man in gray maintained the posture of stretching out his hand, and Yu Guang saw Mu Qianyan walking far away.

It's an idiot.

He shook his empty hand, helpless.

Mu Qianyan felt that he was going to visit the entire palace two or three times, but he still didn't see Shen Luan.

The cold wind was raging, and she felt numb all over her body, and her knees were even more numb.

finally couldn't hold back, his eyes were dark, and he fainted.

"Little girl, just say you can't walk,"

The gray clothes came from not far away, with a gentle gait and a long body.

As if he had expected this result earlier, he didn't have a surprised expression, just calmly walked up to her and touched her forehead,

Sure enough, it was hot.

This girl doesn't look like a good person.

The west wind is very cold, but it can't cold Shen Luan's heart.

He watched Mu Qianyan cry so much that the tip of her nose turned red, saw her so painful that she couldn't stand up, watched her fall on the hard and cold ground, and watched her being taken away.

For the first time in his life, he had the idea of retreating.

He was not afraid of death, and he once felt that there would never be anything more unacceptable than death.

Since he is not even afraid of death, what is there to fear in this world?

But it wasn't until just now that he suddenly reacted, and he had inadvertently regarded her as more precious than life.

He could die, but he couldn't see her hurt.

And this hurt obviously comes from oneself.

He turned, closed his eyes deeply, and scattered by feeling the empty and deserted Plantagenet Street.

Golden Bird Street is the avenue leading to the outside of the palace, it is very wide and large, and it seems that he is small.

He raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, his heart was arrogant, and there was no one in his eyes, this was him Shen Luan.

Mu Qianyan was woken up by pain, not only in his knees, but all over his body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a gray curtain, a brown brocade quilt, and a smell that gave people a headache, but it was not cold.

Where is this?

Her brow never stretched, and she didn't even have the strength to stand up on the bed and look at it.

"Anyone?"

She slammed her knees in frustration, and the pain that almost suffocated her came, and she gasped and closed her eyes as if she had returned to the days of ten years ago when she knelt in the snow in thin clothes.

"Shhhh

Her whole face wrinkled in pain, she hit in the snow a lot and didn't hurt because her knees were stiff, but now it doesn't seem to be so stiff, so she naturally feels the pain.

"Why are you a little stupid, girl?"

The gray clothes walked in from outside, not calm, with a warm smile on their faces.

He walked through the door, and the sun shone on him as if it were shining.

"You?"

Mu Qianyan gritted his teeth,

"The character is so stubborn, I don't want my life,"

He stopped at the window, his warm eyes looking at her bruised knees.

"Who are you? What time is it? ”

Mu Qianyan frowned, where did Shen Luan go? Is he good or bad now, and has his mood eased a little?

She was anxious to know Shen Luan's news.

Shen Luan expressed his heart to her, took care of her, recuperated her body, urged her to get up early to eat, and accompanied her to eat what she liked to eat.

She didn't think about what happened to Shen Luan at first, because they were so different, like people from two worlds entirely.

She was not optimistic about Shen Luan's wandering, and decided that there was nothing good about staying by his side.

I don't know when it started, maybe it was those bags of white cakes, maybe it was the confession again and again, or the dedication and seriousness when he dealt with his own affairs, many moments were superimposed, and she gradually stopped being disgusted.

Although she was not happy to get up, she also began to look forward to something delicious in his room on the way, and she would secretly be happy because of the good changes in her body.

She had liked him for a long time, in countless heart-warming moments.

Before, she seemed to be immersed in Shen Luan's meticulous care, and he was good everywhere, but she didn't feel anything at that time. But now she can't even find Shen Luan, so she realized how good he was before.

"My name is Pei Shan, what about you?"

He pulled a chair to her bedside,

"What's your name?"

His smile is shallow, and it seems to soothe anxiety in people's hearts.

"Mu Qianyan,"

She sighed, her face broken.

He laughed,

"You're so young, what's the sigh,"

This little man has a delicate face like a doll, but with such a heavy expression, he looks quite cute.

"What's the bitterness?"

"I can't say that my bitterness and hatred are deep,"

Mu Qianyan was very powerless and a little helpless.

"What about you, in this deep palace, are you comfortable?"

She didn't know Pei Shan's identity, but she knew that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

There are tens of thousands of people in the palace, from the bottom to the top, from the lowest palace slaves, to the upper ministers, concubines, eunuchs, emperors, they all have their own characteristics, have their own identities, although there are many, but there are always some clues.

But the person in front of him is different, his warm and clear eyes, and even the breeze around him when he walks, he is too different from the person who lives in this deep palace.

But when he appeared, he was dressed in a gray robe, dressed casually, and his expression was gentle and relaxed, obviously because he had been in this place for a long time to be so familiar.

Such a person, she couldn't see what his identity was.

It's not like serving people, but it doesn't have the arrogance of those masters.

She couldn't see clearly.

"Me,"

He smiled gently, something flashed in his gentle, clear eyes, but he didn't say anything.

"With such a big palace, the girl must allow some secrets in the school,"

He said it casually, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"There's a long way to go, so there's no time to reminisce about the past,"

He flicked his sleeves and looked relieved.

"If you stay in the past for too long, you can't see the future."

His tone was confident, brisk, and powerful.

"yes,"

Mu Qianyan's drooping eyelids lifted, she had already firmly sealed the past in the depths of her heart.

Those difficult years, those heartbreaking memories, once they are taken out, are not so easy.

"I don't have any friends in this palace, if the girl doesn't dislike it, you can talk to me."

Mu Qianyan looked out of the door on the bed, there were no people around this place, not even a lost kitten or puppy, but it was still silent and terrifying, there might have been only Pei Shan as a living creature before.

It seems that he is really lonely.

"Okay, I'm in the Taishi Academy, you can chat with me if you're too bored."

Mu Qianyan didn't hesitate, she lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"I've got to get out right away,"

She wants to find Shen Luan! That's what she thought about in her heart.

"How does this go?"

Pei Shan put her hand on the wooden frame next to the drapery, and her knees brushed there.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this door,"

"What then? I'm going to find someone else,"

Mu Qianyan stared at those knees with hatred, she dragged her back from childhood to Dajing, and it hurt to death before winter or rainy days, and now it is like this.

"Who are you looking for, so anxious,"

He poured a glass of warm water unhurriedly, and it must be very important to be cared about so anxiously.

"One,"

Mu Qianyan paused, and was speechless for a while, what kind of person is Shen Luan.

said that her friend was too polite and superficial, and she felt that it was not time for her lover to be too late, and she and Shen Luan had obviously just started.

"People who fight side by side,"

She thought about it for a long time, and got along with such an answer.

Although her ability is not very strong, she is indeed Shen Luan's ally and comrade-in-arms, and she also likes this title.

Rather than being protected by him, she wants the relationship between the two to be mutual, she is unwilling to blindly accept Shen Luan's dedication to her, and she does a lot of things for Shen Luan.

She wanted that one day, there would be enough Seventh to stand by Shen Luan's side, not under his wing.

The expression on Pei Shan's face changed slightly, but it was still gentle and elegant,

"Fighting Together"

His eyes lit up with hope and drifted into the distance.

His eyes were empty, but they seemed to be full.

Fighting side by side is such a good word, and it sounds so longing.

"That's nice,"

He buried his gaze in the celadon cup.

"This is white porcelain from Xijing,"

Mu Qianyan noticed the smooth and beautiful porcelain in his hand at a glance.

The color of this cup is pure, like water-like cyan without a trace of dirt, like a pond in the hand, bright and transparent, which makes people feel refreshed.

This is not an exaggeration at all, the porcelain kiln in Xijing is famous in the whole Daye, the craftsmen who burn the porcelain inside are superb, the porcelain is fast, and it is deeply loved by the princes and nobles and the rich people in Xijing, of course, the price is expensive.

"The girl has good eyesight, and the porcelain cups burned last spring are all so beautiful now."

He smiled lightly, rubbing the handful of delightful white.

"When I was young, my grandfather took me to the south of the Yangtze River, where the celadon is famous in the north and south, which is the so-called green in the south and white in the north."

She rubbed her knee gently, hoping it would get better soon.

"The girl has been to Jiangnan?"

Pei Shan's eyes flashed, breaking through the faint sadness in his gentleness,

"Who doesn't remember Jiangnan,"

Mu Qianyan's eyes also lit up, and she thought of that parade.

I remember that it was the spring of spring, when she was eight years old, her body was almost recuperated, and the bad memories in the Hou Mansion were almost forgotten.

Her grandfather took her to Jiangnan for a walk, and it was her first and last time to travel with her grandfather.

"I remember the mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River,"

She leaned against the bed frame next to the drapery, and a soft light shone in her heart.

"At that time, it was the spring season, we met a lot of students who rushed to take the exam along the way, when Taizu reopened the imperial examination, everyone happily went to the exam, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the people are outstanding."

She thought about it carefully, not wanting to miss a single detail.

"I remember my grandfather bought me a bowl of cold and cold things, it was delicious, very refreshing, it seemed to be yellow,"

"Osmanthus pastry,"

Pei Shan spoke, his voice infinitely soft.