In the middle of the moon, lonely hanging in the blue night sky, the stars are like scattered silver beads, staggered with fine and dazzling light. The breeze carried a hint of coolness, gently swaying an old banyan tree in the courtyard, making a rattling sound.

Su Yuqing simply freshened up, wore a pink light gauze soft Luo smoke skirt, and put on a peony and white embroidered lotus half-coat, then pushed open the door and walked out.

The sound of cicadas in the courtyard has stopped, a small crescent-shaped pond with a few broken lotus leaves, and some floating mayflies swim on the crystal clear water, as well as two small frogs, quietly paddling across the water, leaving two clear ripples.

Su Yuqing slowly walked to the small stone bench next to the banyan tree and sat down, looking up at the banyan flowers that had withered most of them, the pink and fluffy flowers had shown a decadent posture, and a few flowers floated down from time to time.

As soon as Leng Yufeng stepped into the backyard gate, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

The moonlight is like water, pouring on her soft and graceful body, and the pink gauze skirt and peony white embroidered lotus half-gown line her like a fairy walking out of the moonlight, not stained with dust and smoke. The side of the jade, which is as white as fat, is reflected in the moonlight like the most beautiful and moist shark pearls in the depths of the South China Sea, exuding a faint lustre. She was looking up at the banyan leaves swaying in the night breeze, her long and thick eyelashes fluttering slowly like the wings of the most mysterious ink butterfly in ancient Khotan, and the light of the moonlight in her crystal phoenix eyes was more dazzling than any jewel he had ever seen.

The pink velvet flowers on the banyan tree continued to fall with the wind, and her slender figure was in the midst of the falling cherry blossoms, and a lot of soft pink had fallen on her head and skirt, and even her feet were a soft pink petal, almost connected with her pink gauze skirt.

Staring at the small upper of the soft shoes with gold silk embroidery that was accidentally exposed at the bottom of the pink gauze skirt, Leng Yufeng was completely stunned, he understood for the first time what God had taken for it.

Leng Yufeng didn't even dare to move, for fear of disturbing her. And the secret guard who followed him looked at him suspiciously, why did the fourth prince stay here? So he quietly took a step back, and the beautiful woman came into his eyes. A trace of ripples appeared in the dark guard's calm eyes like stagnant water, but they quickly disappeared, he took a deep breath, and looked at Leng Yufeng again, the fourth prince seemed to ...... That woman, looking at the dress, should be the Jingyue county lord who is going to marry the prince, right?

The Dark Guard frowned, and vanished without a trace.

Su Yuqing stared at the pink velvet flower, looking at the moon in the sky through the velvet flower that had already appeared, and was a little dazed in her heart. Today was the first time she had left home and spent the night in a strange place.

There is no going back, although this place is unfamiliar, but after all, it is still the land of Wuqian, and in another month, she will not even be able to set foot in the land of Wuqian.

The future is uncertain, and perhaps the next moment he will be killed, and it is unknown where he will be buried.

The slender fingers caught the small pink velvet flower that fell on the palm of his hand, and the phoenix's eyes were dyed with mist and looked at it in a daze. Just as this flower, today it has left its roots, and when it falls, it will melt into the soil, and it will bloom again next year, and it will no longer be this one.

"Alas, a flower lives and dies. Today it has left its roots, it has fallen to the ground, and there is no time to return. Sighing, Su Yuqing's jade hand flipped over, causing the little flower to fall slowly, "Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before." If there is no return date, settle for fate. ”