Before the first person in the world started eating blue lobster, no one knew that blue lobster could also be eaten.

Before meeting Li Xiu, Fang Rong never believed that there would be such good-looking people in this world.

"Childe and Miss Murong are old acquaintances?"

Walking out of the Qianqing Palace, Fang Rong walked ahead, lowered his head slightly and asked in a low voice.

This look is like the little girl in the old tavern a few days ago, or like most girls in the world, it is a small action that should be there when you are shy.

"Sort of. ”

Li Xiu replied.

The most prominent thing in the Shangqing Palace is a fairy energy, which can be felt wherever you go and look around on both sides.

Yu Guang secretly caught a glimpse of Li Xiu's appearance, and Fang Rong explained with a smile: "Actually, the clouds and mist in the Shangqing Palace are not deliberate, but because of the cloud dew array, which led to such a scene. ”

"Yunlu Great Array?"

Li Xiu looked at her sideways, and his heart moved slightly.

Fang Rong lowered his head to avoid his gaze, and said softly: "The Yunlu Great Array is the Shangqing Palace Protective Array that surrounds Yunlu City, and it has been operating all the time over the years, because of the particularity of the formation, it has caused Yunlu City to be cloudy and foggy, and it looks like a fairy palace. ”

The palace is very large, but the speed at which the two of them walk is not very fast.

"What kind of place is Tang Kingdom?"

Fang Rong was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked.

Li Xiu thought for a while and said, "It's not a bad place." ”

Fang Rong said: "The place that can make Miss Murong dream must be very good." ”

A year has passed since the opening of the sea of books, which is not a long year, but it is actually a long time.

Life in the Shangqing Palace should look good.

"How is Murong Xue's life in the palace?"

"Not so good. ”

Li Xiu's brows furrowed slightly, and he snorted.

Fang Rong still lowered her head, didn't see her expression, and said to herself: "The palace elders are very good to her, but when she first arrived, she got a status and resources that were almost equal to that of a saint, which made many disciples look down on her. ”

Jealousy is a type of desire, and desire is the cause of all imbalances and uncontrollable things.

"And Miss Murong is too cold, since she joined the Shangqing Palace, until today, most of the disciples in the palace have only seen her on the first day, and they have never seen her talk to anyone except for the Holy Maiden. ”

Li Xiu's frowning brows relaxed, he understood the meaning of Fang Rong, the so-called not very good actually means that the popularity is extremely poor.

That's not bad.

People are born lonely, and they always have to go their own way all their lives, and they can leave behind those completely unnecessary intersections and entertainment.

Along the way, I met a lot of people, whether it was a disciple of the Shangqing Palace or those outstanding monks of the younger generation who had an invitation letter, they saw Fang Rong and knew that it was a disciple who specialized in guarding the former Qing Palace, and his status was quite high.

Then I saw Li Xiu beside Fang Rong, and I was stunned at the same time at that beautiful face.

Then these people saw the two of them stop in front of a palace, after so many days of familiarity, almost everyone knew that this palace was lived by a woman from the distant Tang Kingdom, and was very valued by the elders in the palace, and it was said that she had a good relationship with Hua Yuyao.

It's just a pity that the woman never sees anyone, whether it is a disciple in the palace or an outsider, which makes many people feel regretful and more curious.

These gazes are complex and contain many meanings.

Li Xiu turned a deaf ear and didn't care.

"How far is it?"

"It's here. ”

Fang Rong's footsteps stopped, raised his hand to the palace in front of him, and replied.

Ye Gongzi can take care of himself, and Fang Rong will retire. ”

She looked away from Li Xiu's body, her pretty face was slightly red, and she immediately gave a salute and turned to leave.

The people around did not leave, but stood not far away and watched the scene quietly, while guessing in their hearts who this person was and where he came from.

But there are also many people who sneer at him and secretly mock him for his indiscretion.

Most of the disciples in the Shangqing Palace are female disciples, accounting for about seventy or eighty percent, but after all, three or two percent are male disciples.

At this moment, there were many male disciples around who looked at Li Xiu coldly, looking at him like a prodigal, he must have heard that this Murong girl from the Tang Dynasty was an ice beauty, so he planned to come over to pay a visit.

It's going to be a closed door.

I'm afraid I can only see the door.

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Murong Xue was sitting in the palace at the moment, but she didn't practice, there was a piano in front of her, and she didn't play it, just quietly stared at the xylophone in a daze.

The elders of the Shangqing Palace were very good to her, almost responsive, and she knew that there was certainly a relationship between Gusu City and Gusu City, but it was also because the elder really valued her, and she just waited for an opportunity to accept her as a personal disciple, and it was not impossible to even become a saint in the future.

It's just that none of this is anything.

Some time ago, Gusu City sent someone to deliver the news that Murong Yingjie was dead, and the old sword god was also dead.

The reason for the incident is very detailed and clear.

This is the most important thing, she has excellent talent, but her temperament is arrogant, which is very similar to the style of Shangqing Palace.

It's just that no matter how arrogant he is, he can't cover up the pain.

After all, she is only a nineteen-year-old girl, and her father has died like a mountain in front of her since she was a child, and she has been misunderstood by her before she dies, is there anything more sad in the world?

In Murong Xue's opinion, no, it's just that she is far away in Huangzhou and can't go back, what she can do every day is to stare at the xylophone in front of her, or walk to the window and look in the direction of Tang Guo from afar.

Sometimes it's only when you lose it that you feel precious, both human and otherwise.

This is also the truth that many people know but can never do well.

It was also warm by the cold palace window, and the warmth brought by the sun shining on the body seemed to dispel the cold caused by the pain.

Fang Rong could always see her standing alone by the window looking at Tang Guo from afar, she didn't know the reason, she just thought that Murong Xue was thinking about the Tang Dynasty and thinking about it for a long time.

The Plum Hunt Banquet is a grand event, and she is eligible to participate as a disciple of the Shangqing Palace without an invitation, but Murong Xue has no intention of going, and she has been in a daze with the xylophone for more and more time these days.

His face grew paler.

It was the same today, when the sun was shining at the end of the day, and she had been sitting here from the first sight of her morning awakening, looking at the harp.

The piano that Murong Yingjie and Murong made for her together back then.

A little shaking, until now, everything in the outside world has turned a deaf ear.

Until there was a knock at the door.

Different from the usual knocking sounds, these three sounds, with their own rhythm and intensity, reverberated in the entire palace at the same time.

She was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly remembered something, and at the same time felt a little incredulous, so she hurriedly got up and ran to the door in a panic.

The door opened.

The golden sunlight shone obliquely on the ground.

Li Xiu stood in the light.

Murong Xue covered her mouth and cried quietly.