Zunhua Palace is a landscape of undulating courtyards and temples, shrouded in gloomy dark clouds and mist. In the heavy rain, the blue-black cornices were exposed, and the bronze bells hanging on the cornices were hung in strings, and with the beating of the wind and rain, the fluttering bells from far and near came into the ears, which looked extremely weird.

There were still two arrows away from Zunhua Palace, Zi Ning suddenly stopped, and Xiao Gong'e asked strangely, "What's wrong with the princess?"

Zi Ning made a gesture, tried her best to imitate Princess Tong's posture, lowered her voice, hoarse with a slight sob, and said in a soft voice: "I came out in a hurry just now, I forgot to bring the usual purple gold silk handkerchief, you go to Cailan Palace to find the silver cicada and fetch me a handkerchief." ”

She had heard Princess Tong's voice with a hint of timid screeching, which was completely different from her crisp voice, so she was not very studious, so she had to pretend that she had just cried. It's not very similar, but it's the same. I was only worried that Xiao Gong'e would find a mistake, and after saying these few words, cold sweat broke out all over my body.

Xiao Gong'e was a little stunned, and secretly wondered in her heart, what happened to such a big thing, why did the silver cicada stay in the Cailan Palace and not serve the princess closely?

But her status was low, so she didn't dare to ask more, so she nodded and agreed: "The slave maid will go now, and the princess will be careful of the slippery road alone." As he spoke, he handed the oil-paper umbrella to Zi Ning, bowed upright, covered his head with his hands, and hurried into the rain to go back to the Cailan Palace to get the handkerchief.

Xiao Gong'e's figure quickly disappeared in the rain curtain and mist, and when she turned the shadow of the tree, she could no longer be seen. Zi Ning stretched her neck to take a look, quickly raised her umbrella, picked up her skirt with one hand, and strode towards Zunhua Palace.

The most dangerous place is the safest, Zi Ning thought to herself: "Zunhua Palace is so big, as long as I don't meet Hua Yan and those people, I am still very safe." Taking advantage of the fact that they were busy working with the emperor, and had no time to pay attention to other things, I found a palace room where no one was there to hide, and then went out to find a way out after dark. ”

Although the palace of this dove country is large, if you slowly explore it in one night, you will definitely be able to touch the courtyard wall of the outer palace gate.

Didn't run forward for long, there was a high wide eaves door in front of him, layers of purple gas surrounded, a deep and simple color, connected with the continuous green and black brick courtyard wall, silver bright "Zun Hua Palace" three ancient seal characters, suddenly appeared in the rain and mist.

Zi Ning stood stunned, and just looked up at the plaque of "Zunhua Palace", and saw two old palace concubines holding umbrellas coming out of the wide eaves door.

They walked hurriedly, and as soon as they stepped out of the door, they saw a girl in a red cloak, holding an oil-paper umbrella, staring at the door. The continuous rain soaked the surrounding scenery into a dark blur, the two old palace concubines had bad eyes, and the rain was also heavy, so they mistakenly thought that Zining was Princess Tong, and hurriedly bowed and said, "The slave has seen the princess." ”

Zi Ning didn't dare to look up at them, so she let out a "hmm" and pretended to run towards the gate in a hurry. An old palace concubine who was half-drenched turned around, waved her hand and shouted, "Don't panic, princess, the emperor is in the quiet room of the palace—"

Before the words fell, only a gray back remained of Zining's big red cloak, like a gust of wind, rushing into the long and wide courtyard with rain.

Another slender and tall old palace concubine was a little surprised, watching Zi Ning's cloak fluttering and swinging, and scurrying into the corridor of the curve, and said in a daze: "Princess Tong walks very slowly, but today is strange, she runs fast." "And Princess Tong has a few maids waiting for her on weekdays, but there is no palace lady by her side just now, which is really strange.

The old palace concubine who was traveling with her sighed and said: "It's really pitiful, our princess must be worried about the emperor, she has been running crazy for a while, and her embroidered shoes are worn out." ”

The two sighed for a long time, Emperor Fa Jiu had no son in his life, and the throne of Fa Jiu could only be passed to Princess Tong in the future. But the princess is shy and cowardly, born delicate, and inherits the unification of the Fa Gu Kingdom, which is obviously incapable of taking on this heavy responsibility.

The two old palace concubines said as they walked, and finally shook their heads and smiled: "What are we worried about, in the future, the princess will be equipped with a horse, and someone will worry about these things." What's more, there is also the Empress Hua Yao of the Immortal Clan, and with our mother in one day, no one dares to provoke the Dove Kingdom. ”

They held umbrellas all the way out of the Zunhua Palace, and under the shadow of the tree stood an imposing figure in black, seeing them walking away, she said to herself indifferently: "Empress Hua Yao will not guard the country of the dove for a lifetime." He stood still in the rain, but not a drop of rain on his body, a bun was tied with a crown of golden feathers on the top of his head, and the rest of his hair was draped over his shoulders, fluttering and dancing in the wind, and his face was as white as jade, showing no expression.

The rain slowly weakened, Zi Ning entered the Zunhua Palace, saw that there was no one all the way, ran into the long corridor leading to the main hall of the palace in the face of the rain, the wings on both sides were neatly arranged, and the antique wood carved doors and window cloths were spread out in turn, covering a long slippery corridor.

There were strings of rain dripping between the eaves of the left and right eaves of the corridor, Zi Ning probed his brain, looked back and forth, and saw a row of bird cages made of hard gold wire hanging under the corridor, and all kinds of colorful feathered fairy birds and sparrows were jumping around in the cage, but there was no figure in sight.

Emperor Hair Dove was injured, and the maids of the Zunhua Palace went to serve him. The rain continued from morning to noon, and the chill became so severe that even the rough servants hid back into their houses.

The palace and the cloister were empty, looking very deserted and spacious, the bluestone slabs were washed by the rain and were unusually clean, the damp mist was spotless, and the tiles of the eaves were shining with dark cyan moist light.

Zi Ning walked through the cloister and saw that the eaves of the palace house were warped, and they were shrouded in the hazy white mist in the rain, and there was a mysterious sense of etherealism. The "crackling" raindrops under the eaves suddenly sounded, she walked half a column of incense, went out of the corridor, drilled into a small full moon gate, and bypassed a carved stone screen to a wide square palace.

At this moment, I can't tell where this is, Zi Ning is standing in the pavilion to block the rain, and there are two towering giant begonia trees planted on the left and right of the palace, and the pink and green flowers and leaves are hanging down, which looks extremely delicate and bright in the rain.

Looking through the towering begonia trees, and suddenly saw a black and majestic cliff in front of her, Zi Ning was surprised, and couldn't help but open her mouth wide, with an incredible expression.

The black pressure of this cliff was blocked in front, almost towering into the clouds, and in the low and oppressive clouds, Zi Ning felt a little panicked. The cliff wall seems to be densely covered with colorful wooden shelves, she lifted the oil-paper umbrella to look carefully, and her scalp was cold, it turned out to be leaning against the cliff wall, a gray and suspended building pavilion.

From a distance, she saw that the front of the building was inlaid with dense red lacquer lattice portholes, and a layer of gray mist floated, revealing the original carved beams and paintings. But the portholes of the vermilion wood are a little old, and they have a strange and simple connotation, like the ancient ruins that have been empty for a long time.

Zi Ning had never seen such a magnificent building, and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. When I looked up, I saw handwriting on the horizontal plaque on the door of the building that towered into the mist. A gray mist drifted over, and she struggled to see that it was the word "Meditation Building".

The large black and gold characters are vigorous, shining brightly in the clouds, especially solemn, and you can get a glimpse of the golden brilliance of the building when it was first built.

Zi Ning ran towards the towering building and stopped in a corridor near the cliff face. Then he put the umbrella away and shook the raindrops on the umbrella, only to find that the oil-paper umbrella had long been torn. She secretly cried out for pity, and thought to herself: "The palace buildings of the Fat Dove Kingdom are built so luxuriously and magnificently, but the umbrella is too unstrong!"

She stomped her foot in place and took a few steps back and forth to clean the water stains on the soles of her shoes. When I turned around, I saw that there were no wet footprints on the bluestone ground, so I was relieved.

Busy wiping her face with her sleeves, she hid behind a cloister pillar, and looked up at the towering buildings on the cliff wall, and saw that the flowery lattice portholes were closed, and patches of gray fog came up, and the windows seemed to be dark.

Zi Ning frowned, turned around in place for half a circle, and thought: "Where the hell is this, Jingxin Building, it feels like a place of confinement, could it be that Emperor Fa Gu has to think about it against the wall before building the building against the cliff?" ”

Although this suspended building is high, it is far less than the Immortal Clan's Sky Palace. Zi Ning forgot that he was in the Immortal Dao Realm for a while, and muttered in his heart how the emperor could climb up. But Emperor Hair Dove is a person who cultivates the path of immortals, and he flies when he enters the building, and he is definitely not crawling as she imagined.

From the fog overhead, I could see the gate of the building in the distance, and there were two vermilion doors with golden rivets. Seeing that the cliff was standing on the side of a thousand feet, steep and slippery, Zi Ning slowly shook his head and thought, "God, I will never climb up." I couldn't climb halfway, and before I could touch the gate, I had to fall down and die. ”

But with such a tall building, no one can easily get in, so it's really a great place to hide. She muttered in her heart, and was about to take a closer look, when suddenly a woman behind her shouted, "Zining?"

The voice trembled violently, with a slight hint of annoyance, Zi Ning was shocked when she heard it, and quickly shrank her neck and pulled her cloak and hat tight.

If she is discovered at this time, she doesn't want to live at all, Zunhua Palace can sneak in, but it is not easy to escape. Zi Ning's heart beat like a drum, and she thought to herself: "It's over, this person knows my name, and he can't pretend to be Princess Tong." ”

The woman, dressed in a dark yellow dress, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder tightly from behind, and waved her other hand upward, throwing a long white silk at the door of the building. With a "whoosh", a tumbling white mist rolled under her feet, and immediately flew up, stepping on the white silk and flying straight into the building on the cliff.

Zi Ning shrank her head like a chicken, and was grabbed tightly by her hand, only to feel that the soles of her feet were suddenly suspended in the air, and there seemed to be nothing on the white silk, and a pair of feet stepped on it, and she couldn't bear the force at all.

"Ah, help!" Zi Ning floated in mid-air, covering her eyes with her hands, her body swaying, trying to break free but afraid of falling.

She screamed in her mouth, stared at a pair of big eyes, and looked out between her fingers, only to see her body rising higher and higher, and a pavilion shrouded in layers of mist, all floating under her feet. Just as he felt his scalp tingling, the two vermilion doors of the meditation building were already approaching, and he was about to rush to him, Zi Ning secretly screamed in his heart: "Oh, mom, I'm going to bump into it!"

The woman suddenly let out a low sigh, spun around and kicked a door open with a "bang".

The top of the vermilion gate is carved with a majestic image of Xuanwu, and the bottom is inlaid with 7749 golden rivets. was kicked hard by her, and the gate shook heavily, and the aging cracks made a "creak" screeching sound

The woman's footwork was sharp, and her movements were done in one go. The vermilion gate opened with a "boom", and the woman grabbed Zi Ning's arm and quickly flashed into the building. A long seal of smoke and dust blew up, and soon drifted away in the cold wind.

Zi Ning's head was dazed, and she didn't know how she got in, and she was relieved to land with a pair of feet on the ground. Somehow I was caught on the cliff building, and I don't know who the woman is. She was about to look back, only to hear the two vermilion doors "clang" shut, the building suddenly dimmed, and a faint scent of ink floated in her face, and a strange deep feeling suddenly rose in her heart.

A broken umbrella was still under her armpit, Zi Ning turned her head in a panic, and face to face with the woman, the two of them took a face-to-face.

Zi Ning couldn't help but exclaim, "It's you?"

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Q version extra:

Zining: It's already Chapter 9, why hasn't the male protagonist come out yet?

Kunlun Juehuang: Don't worry, the male protagonist shows his face first, and then he is late, and the one who is reserved enough is the male protagonist, okay!

Zining: If you don't come out again, I'll let the male number two play.

Kunlun Emperor: Okay, I'll make an appearance in the next scene to satisfy your curiosity.

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