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Yecheng Imperial Palace, North Palace Flower Garden.

Under the hazy night, a graceful figure swept over the palace wall like a cloud, and fell lightly on the edge of the pond.

Zhu Yuyan's water-cut eyes exposed outside the veil glowed with a strange light, and her pupils were faintly purple, looking around, as if she was sensing whether someone was following.

As far as the eye can see, all the subtle movements in the garden are magnified geometrically, the palace walls that have not been repaired for a long time are covered with moss, and the ponds that have been silted up in the canals are stagnant......

It is difficult for ordinary people to imagine that there are such vast and barren, lonely and gloomy palaces and flower gardens in the magnificent and luxurious palaces everywhere.

But Zhu Yuyan is not surprised, just because this North Palace is the place where the concubines and sinners are imprisoned in the Northern Qi Palace, that is, the legendary 'Cold Palace'!

Since Lou Zhaojun's identity as the 'Queen Mother' gave Hu Qiyun and Lu Lingxuan teamed up to "die of illness", it is no longer convenient to walk openly in the palace.

But Lou Zhaojun was worried that once she left the palace to live, under the obstruction of Hu Qiyun and Lu Lingxuan, I am afraid that it would be difficult for her to effectively control the emperor of Northern Qi, so that she would finally take the lead in the battle for the dominance of Northern Qi.

Therefore, she had to find a remote and secluded place in the palace to live in seclusion, and where in the palace could there be more secluded and inaccessible than the cold palace?

As for the abolished concubines and sinners who were originally imprisoned in the cold palace, they will naturally "die of illness" or "commit suicide" one after another......

After making sure that there was no one around, Zhu Yuyan flew over the lotus leaves with the first sharp horns in the pond, and the homing swallow threw herself into the dark of the cave between the rockeries on the opposite side of the pond.

A moment later. A head quietly poked out of the palace wall on the side of the rockery. The face and hair were tightly wrapped in a black scarf. Only a pair of scorching eyes peeked out from the hole in the black scarf.

The line of sight swept near the rockery, but it did not stay at the entrance of the cave, but converged his eyes, and shrank away from the palace wall again, only to inadvertently reveal a little amusement in his eyes......

The dark cave turns left and right, making it difficult for the outside world to look into the depths of the cave, and it seems to have been built with ingenuity, with slightly damp steps slanting downward.

Around the corner. Zhu Yuyan's graceful figure was taken as much as possible, her back was against the wall of the cave, she held her breath and was still, her eyes narrowed slightly, immersed in a latent state that seemed to be asleep but not asleep, and seemed to be awake but not awake, and all vital signs were reduced to the lowest limit.

It took a while for her to regain her vital signs and leave the cave wall, her slowly opening eyes flashing with suspicion. Could it be that I am too careful, or is the person who follows me so calm?

Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly. She turned and scurried deeper into the cave.

No wonder she was so cautious, it was just dark today, and when she returned from jumping over the wall outside the city, she faintly felt like she had dropped out of the master.

Even if it's just a vague feeling!

No matter how good a master is, it is easy not to reveal and hide when following her, but it is impossible to completely conceal her from the magical spiritual sense of this grandmaster-level master!

Unless that person is Xiang Yutian, what kind of person is Xiang Yutian, how can he condescend to be a junior who follows her at a fraction of his age?

A moment later, around the corner came a vague figure wrapped in a nightcoat.

............

Zhu Yuyan once again rounded a corner, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

The tunnel became flat, and there were dim butter lamps on the cave walls on both sides every few zhang, until the stone door twenty zhang away in front of them.

The stone gate looked tightly sealed, but Zhu Yuyan knew that there was a secret hole behind the stone gate, which could show the twenty-zhang long straight passage at a glance, and there was nothing to hide.

Every time she stepped into this strangely constructed tunnel, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional when she saw all kinds of simple and effective arrangements that only those who knew how to deceit people's hearts could design.

Although this is the temporary residence of her master Lou Zhaojun, it was not built by Lou Zhaojun, but was personally supervised by Gao Yang, who established the Northern Qi Emperor's industry, and left a retreat for himself and his descendants at a critical juncture.

It's a pity that Gao Yang went out of the palace to look for flowers and ask willows, and was assassinated on the street, so he didn't use it, and in the future, he is likely to use Gao Wei of the secret passage here, but he didn't know the existence of the secret passage here!

Approaching the stone gate, Zhu Yuyan turned around, vigilantly looked at the passage when she came, and reached out on the door to knock out the agreed code, "Dong Dong...... Knock knock knock ......"

"Sneer......" The stone door opened a small gap, Zhu Yuyan immediately dodged in, and the stone door closed again.

The passage suddenly returned to a dark and cold silence.

After a while, Shi Zhixuan, dressed in night clothes, came to the corner outside the passage, sensing the light and darkness of the passage and the faint familiar aura in the stone room, and immediately knew that it was basically impossible to sneak into the stone gate without being discovered, and he could not eavesdrop on the conversation in the stone room.

only scolded angrily: bad luck, followed all the way in vain......

With his eyes rolling, Shi Zhixuan quickly swept out of the cave along the original road, found a mottled palace next to the flower garden, hid under the eaves, and quietly peeked at the entrance of the rockery.

After a long while, I waited until Lou Zhao, Mu Tipo and several other core figures of the Yin Sect came one after another and entered the cave, but they did not see Feng Xiaolian, Wen Caiting, Bian Buyi and other disciples who had not yet become a climate.

It should be a secret gathering of the three giants and core figures of the Yin Sect...... Shi Zhixuan secretly affirmed, and shook his head again.

Sigh secretly: That's it, whether it is a secret gathering or not, after finishing this vote, Young Master Ben will leave Northern Qi temporarily, and you will enjoy it with these rotten **women, you**Nong**I**Nong, but it is really insensitive to always intrigue and fight...... The body is tired and the mind is tired!

Fortunately, the cultivation of Young Master Ben's body and soul are transcendent, and he can still be at ease, otherwise if he changes to another man, even if he has an iron kidney and a bronze heart, he will "melt" this gentle ** township to the point that there is no scum left!

In a flash of thought, he took out a large handful of colorful silk from his bosom and began to pick and choose, occasionally sniffing between his nose, as if to discern who his owner was.

The various silk silks hanging between the fingers dance lightly in the wind, the fragrance is extremely gorgeous, and all kinds of daughter incense are faintly diffused, leading people to reverie.

This color, this taste, it should be Hu Qiyun's...... With a secret snort, Shi Zhixuan pulled out a gorgeous little dress that looked like a woman's ** bandeau and embroidered gold on a red background, and stuffed the remaining handful of small clothes that were similar to the ** breast back into his arms.

Holding Hu Qiyun's ** breast, the corners of Shi Zhixuan's mouth hidden under the face towel hooked a silent evil smile, and he gathered his spirit.

The woman's fragrance that escaped from his bandeau and kept penetrating his nostrils stimulated him to faintly have strange thoughts, but it gave him supreme perseverance to forcibly exclude.

In an instant, he abandoned his feelings and delusion, immersed himself in the thoughtless Taoist Zen realm, and condensed his heart on the chest.

The eyes that were as still as watery as the water suddenly flashed with a ray of essence. A very familiar feeling, a surging of the clear intellect, is like a person, who has set foot in a foreign place for the first time in his life, and feels that everything is so familiar.

At the same time, in the dim underground stone room, Hu Qiyun, who was reclining on the couch, suddenly appeared in his mind a very distinct image: a handsome and flawless face, with a wicked smile at the corners of his mouth, and his crystal clear eyes shining a strange light, staring at himself deeply, and holding his own fiery red bandeau in his hand......

In an instant, the image disappeared like a dream bubble.

Hu Qiyun was stunned at first, then her pretty face flushed slightly, and she snorted lightly in her heart, secretly scolding herself for not being angry, at this time, why are you still thinking about the little enemy who is negative and thin?

Isn't it just two or three months of dew**water** marriage, the old lady has never seen a man in the wind and rain in her life, how can she be reluctant to give up on this hairy boy who is only old enough to be his grandson?

The stone room is quite spacious, with mahogany bookshelves erected against the walls in the corners of the walls, fluttering curtains, complete tables and chairs, and quite exquisitely arranged. In addition to Lou Zhaojun, Lu Lingxuan, Hu Qiyun, and Zhu Yuyan, the four leaders sat or leaned around the small wooden table on the couch, and the rest of the eight or nine middle-aged and elderly men and women such as Mu Tipo and Lou Zhao sat at three tables in the center of the stone room.

It seems that the factions to which they belong are clear at a glance.

On the side of the stone room, a private room door is separated by a row of screens, which should be the boudoir where Lou Zhaojun sleeps on weekdays.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Lou Zhaojun, motionless, in the quiet stone room, only her melodious and charming voice rippled slowly.

Suddenly, Lou Zhaojun caught a glimpse of Hu Qiyun's strange expression, and seemed to be a little distracted, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, and reminded with a little dissatisfaction: "Senior sister...... You have to restrain Xiao Pian, don't let her keep instigating Gao Wei to mess around on important military and political affairs, and make a miasma.

I have heard that last month she asked Gao Wei to increase the number of leading troops to 20, and the personnel were huge and complicated, and the authority was unclear, so that the edicts and documents issued by the palace, the 20 leading troops were all written on the documents according to the gourd and the word "Yi" was thrown aside, and no one carried them out......

Leading the army is to command the forbidden army, and the important position of guarding the palace, how can you play the piano so indiscriminately?"

Hu Qiyun reacted, her face flushed and immediately dissipated, and she snorted lightly with a cold expression.

Lou Zhaojun's eyes flashed, and he secretly thought: This is strange, my sister always likes to talk back to me on weekdays, no matter whether she is reasonable or not, why did she change her personality today?

But Hu Qiyun didn't speak, and she didn't care about herself, and continued to tell the story: "Last year, Yuwen Yong's troops forced Luoyang, and returned under Kim Yong City, but he was not reconciled, and he was still hoarding grain, grass, and ordnance, training soldiers and horses, and preparing for war.

It is expected that he will lead his army to attack again this autumn and winter, and the strength of the army will be much better than last year, and it may not be easy to ......."

............

Under the eaves of the flower garden outside, Shi Zhixuan's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were holding Hu Qiyun's tropee, and he pressed the eyebrows to the center of the hall, motionless, like a sculpture.

The slender strap of the *** chest hung down naturally, swaying gently in the spring breeze, and swept over the tip of his nose and lips from time to time......

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )