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Legend has it that on Qixi Festival, men and women gather under the laurel tree and hold hands before the bell goes out. They will hold hands for a lifetime. ... Hua Xihuan

After a while, Hua Xihuan didn't wait for Mo Xiangli to come back, worried that she was lost and couldn't sit still, put down her chopsticks and ran out of the inn to look for someone.

Under the moonlight, Hua Xihuan saw her from a distance, standing in the crowd, staring at a certain void.

Her thin and tall figure is difficult to blend into the surging crowd, with a touch of silence that cannot be described by the moonlight.

Hua Xihuan felt that her eyes were a little sore, and her flesh and blood seemed to be sharpened by an awl, and a complex feeling rose from the pain.

If she wasn't here, how lonely Li'er would be...

Hua Xihuan stared at her blankly, her brown pupils glowed with a soft light of pity under the moonlight.

Mo Xiangli seemed to perceive her gaze, and turned his head to stare at her who was a few steps away, a pair of cold and distant light-colored pupils lit up, her red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

It can be seen that his beautiful eyes, who silently guarded behind Hua Xihuan, dimmed down again, and gently closed their eyes.

Hua Xihuan raised her hand, stretched out to her in the distance, opened her lips, and softly called out: "Li'er..."

Mo Xiangli's eyelashes trembled and struggled uneasily, she has been with him for so long, should he stop her from running towards her own happiness?

However, just as this thought surfaced, in an instant, his heart became agitated unwillingly, and a sharp claw dragged this thought down into the deep water to drown him.

Why is she obsessed with her?

The deeply buried emotion in the mist seemed to wake up suddenly, and it was so strong that it was hard to suppress.

Mo Xiangli opened her eyelids violently, looking at the gentle beauty in front of her, her thin lips couldn't help revealing a smile in self-deprecating manner.She should have thought of it earlier, shouldn't she?

The nebula of unknown origin in the sky floated by leisurely, looking at the sorrow and joy in the world boredly.

Under Xing Yun's watchful eyes, Mo Xiangli walked steadily, pinched the somewhat surprised Hua Xihuan, pinched her chin with a firm attitude and could not refuse, leaned over and kissed her forcefully.

The sweet spring water flowed through the dry and exhausted heart in an instant, and she came back to life again.

Brother Xingyun shyly covered her eyes, and sister Yue's eyes went dark for a moment.

The woman squinted her eyes sharply at him through Hua Xihuan, carrying an unknown danger.

In the thick shadows, she cruelly declared war on him.

Only by stepping on my dead body can you cut off my shamelessness.

Li Junye was under the shadow of the moon, the corners of his lips trembled, his white teeth trembled secretly, his eyes, which were always detached from the world, penetrated the taboos under the moon, and finally made waves.

Hua Xihuan's mind went blank for an instant, her five senses were dulled and delayed, and the high-pitched candied haws cries in her ears became unreachable.

She stared at her blankly, letting that nimble and domineering lilac tongue unbridled in her mouth.

"You...you..." His clear and calm voice collapsed into scattered trembling words at this moment.

Hua Xihuan woke up suddenly, shy and angrily pushed her away, her fair and pretty face burst into red at a speed visible to the naked eye, she pinched her fingers tightly, and her brown eyes showed great anxiety and suspicion.

Hua Xihuan subconsciously protected Mo Xiangli behind her, turned her head and explained to the gentleman who paled instantly: "Sir, it's nothing between me and her... She just likes to mess around with me sometimes."

Mo Xiangli was pushed and staggered, almost fell down, his lowered eyes suddenly saw a haze.She lost her sanity, and finally gradually sank back to calm, and sighed silently: Did you scare her?

Immediately, she made a playful joke, clutching her belly and laughing badly, leaning back and forth as she laughed, the flowers trembling wildly.

Hua Xihuan breathed a sigh of relief silently, the uneasiness in her heart gradually subsided, she couldn't help but punch her lightly, and scolded angrily: "Li'er, I can't stand your teasing."

"Hmph, who told you to just talk to your husband and neglect me?" Mo Xiangli grabbed her hand, complaining resentfully with his dark eyes.

"Okay, ancestor, I was wrong, can't it be okay?" Hua Xihuan couldn't help but begged for mercy, but fortunately, this ancestor didn't kiss her in front of the emperor, what if he was treated as the second Chen Ahjiao?She was probably also beheaded as Chu Fu.

Li Junye grinned, and smiled stiffly, with a hint of unnaturalness.

"Mr. Li, seems to be frightened?" Mo Xiangli poked out his tongue leisurely, licked his red lips reminiscently, and joked while hugging his sleeves.

"Hehe..." He smiled uncomfortably, and for the first time his heart was filled with embarrassment and anger.

"It's all your fault, for scaring Mr. Hua Xihuan." Hua Xihuan glared resentfully, playing a mischievous Li'er.

"Okay, I was wrong, my ah Huan. Let's go to the Lantern Fair." Mo Xiangli walked up a step, took Hua Xihuan's hand begging for mercy, and pulled her into the crowd with a smile.

Li Junye turned around and threw the ingot of broken silver at the waiter at the entrance of the shop, half a beat later, Hua Xihuan saw that he hadn't followed, turned around, and called him happily through the distance of time and space: "Sir, hurry up!" .”

Her brown eyes are like streams, and her smile is so pure and bright, ignorant and ignorant, she doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

The three of them walked and stood up gradually in the market, and the splendid brilliance of the lanterns gradually faded away from the farce just now.

Hua Xihuan was holding a bunch of candied haws in her hand, like a little dragonfly full of energy, running around happily, lingering in front of the various vendors.

Li Junye has long been used to it, carrying a lot of things and following behind leisurely, Mo Xiangli repeatedly asked her to walk slowly.

Hua Xihuan stopped at the mask stand, grabbed a painted wooden mask of a laughing doll, put it on her face, turned around and said with a smile: "Do you know? According to legend, on the Qixi Festival, men and women gather under the laurel tree, and before the bell goes out, Holding hands, will hold hands forever."

"Are you yearning for spring?" Mo Xiangli stepped forward, slid his finger across the masks, grabbed a mask of a white-faced man, and put it on his face.

"No. This is what I heard from the maids in the palace. The night bell on the Hangshan Mountain is about to ring tonight. Look, they are all going under the laurel tree." Hua Xihuan put down her mask and said.

Without Hua Xihuan's words, Li Junye and Mo Xiangli also felt the sudden rush of people.

Hua Xihuan staggered from being hit, she reached out to the two of them, trying to keep everyone together.

Unfortunately, the crowd was too fast, Hua Xihuan and the others were separated from each other and lost in the crowd. Suddenly, a powerful hand stretched out from the crowd, with a reassuring force, silently leading her to leave. out of traffic.

Hua Xi happily looked at it, but when she met a pair of pure and restrained phoenix eyes, she cried out in surprise: "The emperor... the emperor..."

Xiao Jingyu pulled her out of the crowd and brought her to a quiet place, let go of the hands they held, smiled slightly with thin lips, and said softly with phoenix eyes: "I heard your call, so I came, Yan'er with you?" ?”

"It's a servant who is not in charge." Hua Xihuan shook her head, wanting to quickly bow her head to confess her crimes, but was stopped by him halfway and knelt down.

Hua Xihuan looked at him in surprise, Xiao Jingyu smiled helplessly and said, "Hua Xihuan, what are you so afraid of me for?"

Every time he went to Mei Palace, this woman avoided him, as if he was a man-eating tiger.

"Xihuan, no..." Hua Xihuan replied in a low voice with mixed feelings, and looked around uneasily, trying to find a straw to escape from this embarrassing situation.

Seeing her timid appearance, Xiao Jingyu couldn't help touching her face secretly, thinking: Do I have such a scary appearance?

"Servant, go find your empress..." After finishing speaking, Hua Xihuan wanted to run away, but unexpectedly, Xiao Jingyu grabbed her by the collar.

Hua Xihuan turned her head tremblingly, and asked with a bitter face, "Your Majesty?"

"Don't run around, Yan'er will find her by herself." Xiao Jingyu pushed her to sit on the steps beside her, then he lifted his robe and said while sitting beside her.

"Yes..." Hua Xihuan replied in a low voice, crying in her heart, wishing she could run away quickly.

Hua Xihuan glanced around and saw the place where she was, surrounded by the fragrance of laurel and the peaceful moonlight. The lovers had already held their fingers, waiting for the bell to ring.

"How is she recently?" Xiao Jingyu straightened his robe, staring at the moonlight from a distance, and asked pleasantly.

Hua Xihuan was a little flattered, this emperor usually looks like he is the only one who is self-respecting, but today he would sit on the same steps as her and speak softly.

"She...she misses you a lot." Hua Xihuan didn't know how to reply, so she only gave a rough idea.

"Hehe..." He lowered his head and smiled slightly, with a bit of joy in his voice.

"I heard that Junye likes you?" Xiao Jingyu turned to look at her and said.

"Ah..." Hua Xihuan didn't expect his topic to suddenly turn to herself, her eyes widened in surprise, and she thought, is the emperor also gossiping like this?

"No, no, I'm a student of my husband, he just cares about students more, and he definitely can't like me." Hua Xihuan blushed, quickly shook her head away from him, and denied it.

"Oh, so, maybe I misunderstood. I wanted to match you up." Xiao Jingyu felt a little regretful, and Hua Xihuan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had missed a good opportunity for someone else.

"Are you afraid of me, so far away from me?" Seeing this girl, Xiao Jingyu moved away from her position while speaking, and leaned closer to her and asked.

"..." Hua Xihuan looked at the handsome face who approached proactively, her eyes widened in fright, her face full of horror.

"You look pure and cute. Since Jun Ye doesn't like you, then I will marry you to the Sima family, that lame Sima Tong." Xiao Jingyu touched her face with his fingers, and the phoenix eyes burst into a happy light .

"No!" Hua Xihuan didn't dare to move, and quickly refused with a mournful face.

"I am the emperor, I have the final say, little girl, I have just given you a chance to choose, and now you have no room for maneuver." Xiao Jingyu immediately lowered his face and put on a dignified posture to scare her.

Hua Xihuan almost couldn't catch her breath, she just felt that the end of the world was coming.

"Hahahaha, Jing Yu, my apprentice is timid, you don't want to scare him." Li Junye appeared from nowhere, followed by Mo Xiangli.

Hua Xihuan quickly got up and ran towards Mo Xiangli, hid behind her tightly, showing half of her head, and whispered, "The emperor wants to marry me to the lame Sima Tong of the Sima family."

"Why do you love your little apprentice? She didn't want me to be your matchmaker just now." Xiao Jingyu stood up gracefully, pulled down the golden folding fan depicting rich and noble flowers from his waist, and smiled lightly.

"Marriages in this world are destined, the emperor doesn't have to worry about me." Li Junye turned his head to look at Hua Xihuan gently, and said with a smile.

"Then I'm going to steal the moon, ha ha!" Xiao Jingyu laughed at himself and joked, then turned to ask Mo Xiangli who was dressed in men's clothes, "Yan'er, I had a good time playing outside today."

Mo Xiangli bowed slightly, and replied, "I've been in the palace for a long time, and now I'm coming out, there's something new and lively outside."

"After that, I will take you out to play more. Before I became the emperor, I played this city all over." Xiao Jingyu approached her, took her plain white hands, put down his body and smiled.

Mo Xiangli's beautiful pupils trembled, the water glistened, the corners of his lips twitched, he hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

Xiao Jingyu embraced her shoulders, looked at the bright moonlight, smiled and said: "Yan'er, do you know? When the bell rings, you will be blessed if you join hands with your lover under the laurel tree."

Looking up at his handsome and bright face, Mo Xiangli sighed silently in his heart.

If I had known this, why bother.

Flowers have a time to bloom, and it is difficult to harvest them if they are overwhelmed. If you show weakness to me and ask for peace, will I forgive you?

The dull bell rang slowly, covering up the disdain and disgust from the corners of Mo Xiangli's mouth.

At this moment, under the sound of the distant bell, Han Qing and the others, who had been hiding in the Hanging Mountain for a whole day, came out of their nest like night rats.

Last night, when Han Qing arrived, Ye Hehua had been pulled out of his intestines by Gao Sheng's men, and he was lying on the ground dying, Hongxiu didn't know where he was.

When Murong Bai fought Gao Sheng, Han Qing acted decisively, fed him a life-saving pill, stuffed his intestines back into his stomach, sprinkled some medicine powder, and tied his ripped stomach with clothes to temporarily delay him. See Hades time.

After the three of them got rid of Gao Sheng's men, Han Qing and Murong Bai carried Ye Hehua to Hangshan Mountain on the spot, and hid in the old forest deep in the mountains to avoid the search of the eunuch before dawn.

Han Qing silently looked at her bosom, she lost too much blood, her breathing became weaker and weaker, the unconscious Ye Hehua cut off her wrist again to feed him blood, and saw that he didn't even know how to move his mouth, with thin eyebrows Wrinkled deeper and deeper.

Murong Bai squeezed Han Qing's shoulders, and comforted his uncomfortable friend, "He is a fool, he has a foolish blessing. When the people who are arrested leave, we can go to the Taoist temple on the mountain to see if there is any medicine for treatment."

Unexpectedly, it wasn't until dark that the searchers gradually retreated, and Jehovah's breath was already as thin as a gossamer, and he could welcome visitors to die in a foreign land at any time.

In the darkness, Han Qing said nothing, with a cold expression on his face, full of murderous aura.There are many people who stand in the way of killing people, but Buddhas stand in the way of *determination.

Guided by the sound of the bell, he and Murong Bai carried Ye Hehua, whose body was hot and whose life and death were unknown, to the Taoist Temple of Qing Dynasty step by step.

This night the bells are low, some people fall in love under the moonlight, meet with laurel by chance, some people escape from death under the moonlight, and are dying.