The candle lit up.

Murong Shen lit the candle unhurriedly, blew the fire fold, and sat under the candle. Then he dismantled the bamboo tube and pulled out the note.

Murong Shen's eyes swept and fell on the four words of Miss Zhao Liu.

As the flames flickered, those four words seemed to flutter, turning into a beautiful face, staring at him across a distant time and space.

The first time I saw her, I was in full view. At the grand banquet, the vulgar Zhou Sui actually refused the beauty he rewarded, and said proudly: "The emperor has a beauty in the world, and I have only one Zhou Sui." However, this one alone is enough to outperform thousands of beauties. ”

At that time, he was smiling on his face, but he sneered in his heart.

This bandit was born with a murderous Zhou Sui, what kind of beauty can he have around him? I don't know where to snatch the vulgar powder, but I treat it as a treasure and show off in front of everyone, which is ridiculous!

Zhou Sui took advantage of the wine and shouted: "Someone, go and call Zhao Xiyan and let her play a song." ”

Zhao Xiyan, this name is not bad.

He thought nonchalantly.

Then, a figure dressed in white came, bowed, and looked up with a pair of bright eyes like autumn water.

At that moment, the heart in his chest that had never beaten for any woman beat violently.

The woman in white with a charming face sat in front of the guqin, plucking the strings lightly with her bare hands. The sound of the piano was like a stream, slanting from his white fingertips, flowing into his heart.

His heart beat violently again.

As if she had a heart, she looked up and glanced at him from afar. In the clear and bright eyes, there was a faint sadness and sorrow.

The anger in my heart suddenly swelled up. This anger, of course, is against Zhou Sui.

This bastard bandit, somehow insulted her. She was like a rare jade, soaked in ink with a trace of undeserved stains.

This is his woman, God has sent her to his eyes, and he will never allow her to suffer the slightest grievance.

With the respect of the Son of Heaven, he rewarded Zhou Sui with ten beauties, and domineeringly and arrogantly "exchanged" her into the palace. Zhou Sui's anger was uneven, and he didn't take it to heart.

Giving Qingzhou as a fief to Zhou Sui was originally an expedient measure. Sooner or later, he would have to kill Zhou Sui. For the sake of Zhao Xiyan, what's the harm of being a few years in advance?

After living for thirty years, he finally tasted love. Since Zhao Xiyan entered the palace, he has never touched another woman, and he only has her in his eyes.

She had someone else in her heart, and of course he knew. He didn't care too much about it, he had nothing to worry about with a boy who had been dead for many years. One day, she will completely forget about Xu Jing.

He never expected that after Zhou Sui died, she would commit suicide by taking poison.

He wept bitterly beside the bed, hugged her body tightly, and cried and begged her to come back to life.

But she never woke up. She just left for good. He often dreamed of her, and every time in the dream, she silently turned away. No matter how much he pleaded, she wouldn't stay.

She became his inner demon and tortured him for years. Later, when he was thirty-eight years old, he fell seriously ill, and when he was dying, he was still wondering if he would have an afterlife and whether he would be able to meet her again.

God has eyes, and he was reborn.

He was determined to win her, and he could never stop there.

Xu Jing went to Jizhou, and most of the eye-catching soldiers in the Beihai Palace. The crown prince is not in the capital, his father Murong Yao is not in the capital, Emperor Yongming is obsessed with women, there is chaos inside and outside the court, and people are uneasy.

The Zhao family is heavily defended, she rarely goes out when she goes out of the house, and occasionally there are many soldiers in the house, and it is impossible to take her away quietly.

Fortunately, the Ye family is here.

This is the best opportunity for him to get his hands dirty.

He squinted, tapped his fingers lightly on the table, and quickly made up his mind, called a few of his own soldiers, and whispered a few words.

These pro-soldiers are all Murong Shen's cronies. No matter how absurd the master's order was, the soldiers did not change their faces, and they led the order to retreat in a low voice.

Everything was arranged, Murong Shen slowly exhaled, pulled the corners of his mouth, and muttered: "Xiyan, we will meet soon." ”

……

Zhao Xiyan frowned and turned over in his sleep.

After a while, Zhao Xiyan opened his eyes.

The hosta rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned: "It's not dawn yet, do you want to sleep for a while?" ”

Zhao Xiyan was awakened by a nightmare, and he was no longer sleepy, so he said casually: "Well, you can sleep too!" ”

The hosta answered vaguely, and soon fell asleep again.

Zhao Xiyan closed his eyes and lay quietly for an hour. Wait until dawn before getting up to wash and dress.

The seventh cousin, Zhao Queyu, flew in like a little magpie, with a smiling face playful and cute in the morning light: "Sixth cousin, today my mother is going to Puji Temple to burn incense, and my sister-in-law and sister-in-law are going to go, and I plan to go too." Do you want to go for a walk together? ”

Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "There are many people in the temple, I like to be quiet, so I won't go." ”

She knew very well that Murong Shen's people had been secretly staring at her. She travels with extreme caution. In a place like Puji Temple, where there are many unfamiliar faces, it is better not to visit.

Zhao Queyu didn't know what to do, shaking her arm and coquettishly: "Go, go!" What's the point of being bored at home all day. Let's bring more family guards, that's it. ”

Zhao Xiyan smiled and coaxed the little cousin: "You go play, I'll cook something delicious at home, and wait for you to come back in the evening to eat together." ”

Zhao Xiyan looks gentle, but in fact, he has a tough temperament and is very assertive.

Zhao Queyu had no choice but to give up, pouting and not very happy.

Zhao Xiyan smiled and took a jewel and put it on Zhao Queyu's neck: "This jewel is shining, and it makes Zhao Qi's girl look like fat and beautiful." ”

Zhao Queyu burst out laughing: "My cousin came to coax me again." With my cousin here, I'm like a little sparrow, how can I have any unparalleled beauty. ”

I looked in the mirror and liked it very much: "This gem is so beautiful." Sixth cousin, I'll borrow it for a day and pay it back to you. ”

Zhao Xiyan smiled: "I gave you, you don't have to pay it back." ”

"Always take my cousin's things, so what's so embarrassing." Zhao Queyu said with a smile: "This must not be." ”

After a few jokes, Zhao Queyu left happily.

Zhao Xiyan went to the study, mixed colors and painted, and chatted for entertainment.

In the evening, Zhao Queyu came back and returned the Yingluo collar.

Zhao Xiyan saw her with a pretty face, and couldn't help laughing: "Didn't you go out to play?" Why do you look like you're so angry? Who provoked you? ”

Zhao Queyu said indignantly: "Don't mention it, when I went to Puji Temple today, I met Murong Lady Murong Yan's mother and daughter. Mrs. Murong was arrogant and deliberately embarrassed my mother and two sisters-in-law. ”

"And that Murong Yan is even more hateful and annoying, saying some harsh and ugly words in front of everyone. I'm! ”