Chapter 30: Memories in a Dream - A Chance Encounter at the Book Pavilion (1)

After leaving the ring, Yue Ivy and the others returned directly to the inn.

"Zhuyue!" Yue Aiwei stood coldly in front of the window, and any trace of cool breeze hit his face.

Zhuyue, who had been staying behind, heard the person in front of the window tell him to step forward immediately: "Childe, is there something wrong?"

"Don't you need to explain?" Yue Ivy didn't look back, just said something that made people wonder calmly.

Listening to Yue Aiwei's words, Zhuyue hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Childe forgive the sins!" said that, his body couldn't stop trembling.

It turned out that when he was in the ring just now, Zhu Yue's sword could be stabbed, but it was deviated by half an inch when there was only half a meter left, so the man found out that it was dangerous, what Yue Aiwei hated the most was to be deceived, in her previous life, she was because of the deception of her biological parents, so she discarded herself, and in this life, she did not allow anyone to lie to her, no matter who it was.

Turning to look at the person kneeling in front of him, he had a sense of arrogance in the world, and his voice was still cold: "I just need to explain!"

Suddenly, the whole room was filled with a cold murderous aura, and the three Zhuxing next to them all took a step back in fear, while the person kneeling on the ground didn't even dare to raise his head with his eyes closed.

"Childe, I'm sorry, that person can't die!" Still with his eyes closed, feeling that Yue Ivy didn't react, Zhu Yue continued to speak:

"Today's man is the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, called Yue Tianwen, it should be your brother, when my father and I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see your brothers and sisters, I always thought that you and he were brothers and ......sisters before I met Mrs. Yi" While saying that, Zhuyue finally looked up at Yue Ive, and saw that her face was still unchanged, and sighed and explained again:

"Actually, the main reason why I didn't kill him was because Gongzi liked him very much when he was young, and I was afraid that Gongzi would be sad after killing him, so he missed half an inch, as for how I knew his identity, it was because I saw the 'Wen' word jade pendant hanging on his waist. After saying that, Zhuyue stopped talking, as if waiting for some verdict.

However, after listening to Zhuyue's explanation, Yue Ivy didn't speak, flicked his long sleeves and walked out of the door and walked out of the inn for a long time, and Yue Avi's voice suddenly drifted into the ears of several people, "Don't take it as an example!"

Hearing this, Zhuyue immediately became overjoyed, stood up and followed the pace of Ivy with the other three people.

Out of the inn, Yue Aiwei took the four of them straight to the Qinglou, and very smoothly saw the Aunt of the Left Protector of the Leaving Palace, although the Aunt was a woman in the Qinglou, but there was no smoke and dust on her body, but there was a sense of detachment.

After meeting my aunt, everyone knew that there were various businesses operating in the palace, including teahouses, green buildings, inns, etc., and in short, 30% of the economy of the Wing Dome was in the palace.

And in the following month, Ivey also learned that when the Death Palace was founded, it was not to make money, but to hang it.

50 years ago, Emperor Yiqiong personally came to the palace to ask the then palace master to be the national teacher, and promised to give him supreme power, but the palace master at that time refused, and also divined the hexagram, saying that the twenty-eighth palace master could enter the imperial court.

After hearing this, Yue Aiwei turned around slightly and instructed the four of Zhuyue to continue to familiarize themselves with the affairs of the palace, and then left first.

Walking alone by the lake of the willow tree, I couldn't help but think about my aunt's words, the twenty-eighth term, it happened to be himself, did the ancestors mean to go to the court by themselves?

Thinking about it, Yue Aiwei had already walked into the pavilion by the lake, looked at the green lake in front of her, raised her head slightly, and saw a woman in yellow standing quietly by the lake on the other side of the lake, her eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

With such a picture, Yue Aiwei's mind suddenly remembered a word, and before he could think about it, his lips and teeth were lightly opened, and the cold voice instantly echoed on the surface of the lake

The wind rises and blows a pool of spring water.

In the mandarin duck incense path, the red apricot stamen is handed.

The fighting duck leans alone, and the jasper scratches his head and falls.

All day long, I hope that the monarch will not come, and I will raise my head to smell the magpie.

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