At noon on this day.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden thunder, and Chu Li, who was frightened, stood up suddenly, only to feel frightened and panicked.

She has now become the folk princess Chu Yan of Yun Kingdom, and she has won the favor of the emperor for her brother Chu Li's meritorious work in repairing the canal, and this time she went to the north to observe the people's feelings.

Jun Yan asked for his life, saying that he was going to take the eleventh prince to the north for a long time, Chu Li was not worried about Jinchu, so he specially told Caiyi and Jiang Hua, and took the grandmother in the palace to Chu Mansion, but she always felt that something was going to happen.

Jun Yan was summoned into Wan Yan Qiyue's room, only to find that she was the only one in the room, and turned to leave, but Wan Yan Qiyue stretched out her hand and hugged Jun Yan's waist.

"It's thundering outside, I'm so scared, Jun Yan, can you accompany me?"

A cold light flashed in Jun Yan's eyes, and without hesitation, he tore off Yan Qiyue's hand: "Princess, please respect yourself!" ”

Wan Yan Qiyue watched his figure disappear indifferently, the dependence just now seemed to have never existed, listening to the storm outside, and suddenly felt that today is indeed very suitable for separation.

"Jun Yan, if you know, this will be the last time you see me, will you regret your choice today?"

She sat quietly for a long time, and finally called out the secret guard, and her tone was very calm: "It's today, let's send them on the road." ”

The Dark Guard arched his hand and disappeared into the rain.

Queen Lan Xuan had just walked out of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and the clear sky when she came was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and after a thunderclap, a shower poured down.

Lan Xuan's gorgeous and thin clothes were instantly wet, she pushed Qing'er's hand away, and walked forward in despair, as if she didn't know.

I don't know how long it took, but when I returned to Fengxia Palace, the sky was already dark.

Lan Xuan leaned against the small table in front of the window and looked up at the gloomy sky outside the window.

She and Wanyanzong were childhood sweethearts, even if they were forced to make Wen Nishang the queen, Wanyanzong also loved her very much, until today, she inadvertently saw two cloisonné enamel boxes side by side on his bookcase.

One of them reads "I love Ah Xuan".

She has always known that it contains the portraits that Wan Yanzong has painted for her over the years, whether she is swinging, admiring flowers, or taking a break, he likes to use the paintings to stay.

I don't know when, next to "I love Ah Xuan", there is another box standing side by side.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, and she slowly opened the enamel box, which contained a portrait of a young woman.

She is holding her long hair and writing, she is naughty in appreciating the plums, she is carrying a lantern on the Shangyuan Festival, and in the thousands of lights, the woman is smiling and affectionate.

Presumably, the person who paints can paint such a lifelike painting with emotion when he puts down the pen.

Flipping through one by one, her hands were shaking.

Leaving her portrait is to record the bits and pieces of love, so what is the purpose of painting other women's portraits?

What's more, this woman's origin is unknown, she has also stayed by Qin Xuan's side, and she was inexplicably named a princess, and even threatened Qiyue's status!

Even if she doesn't want to, she must admit that even if she uses the rejuvenation technique, she is not as beautiful as that fox......

Bathing and changing clothes, Qing'er bandaged the wrist that had just been bled and sent the stove, Lan Xuan hugged the beaver who had been raised for three years, drank a glass of Huadiao wine, and the sweetness entered her throat, and her body warmed up.

Qing'er put on a blanket for her and comforted: "Rest assured, Your Majesty values love and righteousness, and will take into account the love of husband and wife who shared hardships back then. ”

Lan Xuan was slightly drunk, looking at the distance by the railing, smiling sweetly and happily: "That doesn't matter." ”

"It's okay to die, it's a pity that the peach blossoms here are dirty!"

Jin Chu suddenly woke up from the nightmare, and the fairy in red on the clouds, the sarcastic words were still echoing in her ears, and she couldn't help but shudder.

When I moved, I realized that I was not in bed.

The cellar was dark, with only a glimmer of light coming through the gap in the entrance.

The soil on the four walls was very solid, and after a few blows with his fist, he did not move.

Jin Chu rubbed her head, dizzy, and a little nauseous, after using the peach blossom fragrance made by Yan Ping'er last night, she still thought that the incense in the Thousand Buddha Temple was smoked by peach blossoms, and it really smelled better than elsewhere, now that she thinks about it, there is something wrong with that incense.

Jin Chu slowed down for a while, stood up softly with soft hands and feet, the mouth of the cellar was small and big, the entrance of the cave was about two zhang high from the ground, the four walls were smooth, and there was not even a tool for digging the soil.

Suddenly, there was a sound overhead, and the sudden noon sun made Jinchu raise his hand to cover his eyes.

"Stinky girl, look how arrogant you are!"

Wanyan Ping'er was wearing a pink dress, with fluttering clothes, and Shang Moqian and that Murong Gongzi were standing beside her.

"You stunned me and brought me to the cellar?" Jin Chu narrowed his eyes.

"It is worthy of being a person who can write "Journey to the West", I thought of it at once, I know that you will order the kung fu of a three-legged cat, and you are born with divine power, but this incense was brought by Murong from Dawei, colorless and tasteless, mixed with the peach blossom fragrance I made for you, and I have no strength after using it."

"So you're in the same group!"

Jin Chu looked at the cold-eyed Murong Gongzi, no wonder she felt that he was a little strange at first sight when she saw this person, and even the luck on the top of his head was uncertain, it turned out that it was not my race, and his heart must be different!

"What should I do, stinky girl? You kicked and broke my two ribs, what can I do to make your life worse than death, and it won't affect your writing book? ”

Shang Moqian squatted down, deliberately made some dust, and landed on Jin Chu's head.

"Yes, I originally wanted to kill you, but the book you wrote is too good-looking, so it's better to discuss."

Wanyan Ping'er looked at Jin Chu condescendingly: "If you write a book, you will have food, if you can't write it...... Just wait to eat the soil! ”

"Aren't you afraid that my mother and Yixiu will come back and settle accounts with you?"

"Oops, I'm so scared!"

Wanyan Ping'er and Shang Moqian laughed, "You went up the mountain to pick peach blossoms with us, and accidentally fell off the cliff, it just so happened that there were wild wolves in the Thousand Buddha Temple recently, and when we found it, you were already unrecognizable, only a handful of bones remained, oops, and scared the fourth brother even more stupid." ”

Wanyan Ping'er took the whip handed by Murong Fei and raised a smile: "Thanks to you, otherwise I really wouldn't have thought of such an interesting idea, and I wouldn't have been able to explain it to my eldest sister." ”

"It's my honor to serve the Ninth Princess."

Murong Fei smiled like a fox, revealing an arrogance that could not be concealed.

Jin Chu clenched her fists, no wonder her strength disappeared, I don't know if Sister Caiyi can see the flaws, and how sad Mama Gu and Mama Sun will be, she has always hoped that Jun Yan has nothing to do with Taishang Laojun, but now I hope that he is like the fairy in "Journey to the West", pinching his fingers, he can calculate that she has this catastrophe today.

The stone slab was tightly covered from the entrance to the cave again, and this time there was not even a single crack left, and the dark cellar seemed to have turned into a mire, dragging and squeezing Jinchu, making her breathless.

Jin Chu hugged his knees and curled up in the corner.

"I'm a little koi, I didn't starve to death on the way to escape the wilderness, and I won't die easily...... Who is the fairy in red? Could it be that I have written too much in my notebook, and I even dream of immortals? ”