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Muyun Palace and Taicheng are still majestic and majestic, no matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it can't hide the smell of decay inside.

In recent days, the atmosphere in Mei Gong is very depressing. In the past, the youthful and energetic Mei Gong was like an old beauty tainted with decadence.

The mistress of the palace, Mo Xiangli's temperament became more and more weird and indifferent. Her temperament did not change suddenly, but penetrated into the bones of people little by little.

She often wears a red dress and looks out from the railing without makeup. The tangled old pear tree outside the window sits for a whole afternoon. Her beautiful eyes seem to be deep in thought, but also seem to be in a daze. Compared with her usual, she seems to be just silent.

However, she did change, her eyes became colder, like the desolate aftermath of a passionate love that has been extinguished.

When encountering something unfavorable, she just frowned slightly, and said something indirectly with disgusted indifference at the corners of her eyes.

It's just that these things accumulate more and more deeply as time goes on.

Until one day, when the maid accidentally spilled the sweet soup on her, the emperor's favorite scarlet palace dress, she suddenly slapped the maid Luming loudly.

The disgusting indifference on her face stunned everyone.

Mo Xiangli got up without saying a word and changed into a white dress, she didn't even show any extra expressions, her anger was more terrifying than beating and scolding.

That night, I comforted Hua Xihuan and cried about half a night of green tea, and green tea asked if the empress hated her completely, otherwise how could she not even scold her.

Afterwards, Hua Xihuan went to ask Mo Xiangli, who was eating, his thoughts on this matter.

She paused with the chopsticks in her hand, raised her head, as if something happened, and said lightly: "Is there any need to be entangled in this matter?" Then she continued to eat quietly, and then continued to lean on the railing in a daze.

Inadvertently, she gradually succeeded in being promoted to be a master who was picky and hard to serve.

Hua Xihuan and her have always had a good relationship, Mo Xiangli would not treat her with this attitude, but she has become unable to understand her.

Mo Xiangli often doesn't think about tea and food, and often loses his mind and loses everything, and can't find the touch point.

Hua Xihuan did the math, since Xiao Jingyu left Mei Palace last time, it has been almost three months and he has not visited Mei Palace.

Two months ago, Gao Sheng sent someone to send her a note, saying that he was on a business trip for about two or three months, and then there was no news, and the husband who used to come to ask for food advice and the gluttonous cat brother Jin also slowly disappeared. within her sight.

Mei Gong became deserted like never before, Hua Xihuan looked at the newly created gourmet food, but was returned by Li'er because she had no appetite, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

She wanted to find someone to talk about the boring things in her heart, but found that she couldn't find anyone.

Hua Xihuan only felt that Mei Gong was extremely depressed, she was going crazy.

Just like now, holding the returned pastry in her hand, she stopped and went, sat on the swing in the imperial garden, stuffed all the pastries into her mouth depressedly, and all the grievances during this period suddenly came to her heart.

With the return of Xiao Jingyu and his group, Li Junye's busy government affairs were finally shared by someone who could steal half of his free time.

Unexpectedly, he was addicted to alcohol again, and he craved the wine brewed by Huayatou. After counting, the master and apprentice hadn't seen each other for almost a month.

Li Junye was walking towards the harem, complaining that the emperor and Yan Zijin were not friends enough. The two of them lived in Beihan, and they were willing to come back after almost two months. They threw all the political burdens on him. He was so tired that he could only sleep every day. Two hours.

Li Junye thought of Hua Xihuan's clean and pretty face, and his mood gradually brightened. After taking off the heavy and busy work of these days, his steps began to lighten up, and he planned in his heart to let the little apprentice treat him with delicious food.

When Li Junye passed by the back garden, his footsteps stopped suddenly, and he could vaguely hear a depressed and depressed cry from inside the rockery. The sobbing of a woman was like the softly plucked strings that touched people's hearts.

The sound of her crying is particularly rhythmic, choking like a deer, and lingering like a mandarin duck under the moon. For the first time in Li Junye's life, he felt that a woman's crying sound was very beautiful.

He turned around on his way to the Mei Palace, walked into the rockery, and began to imagine the crying face of the woman.

He was very familiar with the lonely figure bowing and weeping. The slender back stretched out a graceful arc, and the jet-black soft hair refracted colorful brilliance under the sunlight.

Her slender figure, like a beautiful lotus, slowly grew in the lake of his heart, blooming a dazzling beauty.

Li Junye suddenly noticed that the friendship in his heart was beyond the ordinary master and student, and he shut it in the box in panic, deceiving himself that it was nothing more than the care between the master and the student.

"Xi Huan, why are you doing this again?" He concealed the emotions that shouldn't appear in his heart, and asked with his usual kindness on his jade-like handsome face.

She raised her pretty face suddenly, with three points of astonishment, six points of sadness, and one point of embarrassment that was too late to clean up. The crystal clear teardrops hung in the brown eyes, revealing the unique sorrow of parting in the flowering period.

Li Junye's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water, and he stared at her for a long time before asking the second sentence: "Are you hiding here alone and crying?"

She is not used to showing her weakness in front of others. She always has a smile on her face, and she never thinks of her crying.

Her humbleness is destined to be in two worlds with him.The more she grew up, the more she knew that the unrealistic fantasies she had in her childhood were nothing but an illusory bubble.

That dazzling person was never something she could have.

Hua Xihuan hastily wiped away her tears with her sleeves, swallowed her sorrow, patted her buttocks, and stood up from the swing as if nothing had happened.

"Sir, why are you here?" Even though she lowered her head and tried her best to cover it up, the red eyes and crying in her voice couldn't go away for a while.

"Of course I came to find the crying little cat to beg for a drink." Li Junye rubbed her hair affectionately and said.

"Hmph, I love the missing gluttonous cat, don't even think about drinking a sip of wine today." Hua Xihuan took off his fingers rubbing on the top of his head, picked up the celadon bowl next to the swing, hugged it to his chest and left angrily.

Li Junye scooped up her long arm, put it around her neck, put it on his chest, lowered his head and asked, "How about the greedy cat taking the little cat out of the palace to play and calm down?"

His warm breath mixed with the clear aroma of wine, sprayed on Hua Xihuan's face, with an intimate invitation, her face burned instantly, turning as red as a red flower on the edge of a mountain.

He still carried the warm fragrance of cold wood on his body, and Hua Xihuan returned to Tan County in a trance with her husband, enjoying the comfortable days together all day long.

The husband at that time also liked to play tricks on her, with Xiao Huan on the left and a little girl on the right.

The world outside the palace has been far away from her for a long time. The last time she left the palace was when the emperor let them out, and it was almost a year.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart when she thought of her youth being locked up in the decaying palace again, and becoming one year older.

"If you don't speak, just be in a daze and you'll agree." Seeing her plain face, Li Junye was filled with emotion like a little old lady, knocked her on the head, and directly abducted her out of the palace.

Hua Xihuan hasn't been out of the palace for a long time, and when she sees food and play on the street, she fumbles here and there in novelty, and turns from a calm little old lady prototype into a three-year-old child.

Li Junye happily took out the money in the back, and bought the things Hua Xihuan touched, and in the blink of an eye, he was holding a lot of things in his arms, so there was no grace to speak of.

"Little girl, slow down." Even though Li Junye was tall and strong, he couldn't keep up with Hua Xihuan's lively and light pace like a little yellow warbler. He struggled to buy things from his purse and followed closely.

As soon as Hua Xihuan turned her head, she saw that her husband had bought all the things she touched, piled up a hill in his arms, and struggled to keep it steady.

She hurried forward and put those things back on the stalls on both sides, and said angrily with almond eyes: "Sir, why did you buy them all?"

"Don't you like those things?" Li Junye asked suspiciously when she saw that she returned those things and asked the boss for the money back.

"Sir, have you ever chased after your beautiful sister?" Hua Xihuan despised this old iron tree that hadn't bloomed for a thousand years.

"Have you ever chased after a girl?" Yan Zijin sighed, put the cup in his hand on the table and said contemptuously.

"I... no, I'm not chasing her, I just want to take her out to relax." Li Junye denied in a panic, snatched the teacup and brought it to his mouth, and said in disguise.

"You, you, the old iron tree is blooming, and you are still deceiving yourself and others. Remember that the girl is in your hands." Yan Zijin stretched out his hand in front of him, and made a simple and rough fist, with red lips and white teeth. It's an expression of effort.

"It's in my hands..." Li Junye stretched out his long and slender white fingers suspiciously, and learned to hold them slowly.

"Forget it, forget it, you, an innocent virgin, don't understand, alas, my red-sleeve sister, life and death are uncertain now, my pure revolutionary friendship..." Yan Zijin's handsome face, thinking of the beautiful woman who lived and died together, It disappeared from my mouth, and there was a burst of pain.

"Didn't you say that she has a master?" Seeing that Yan Zijin was still thinking about her, Li Junye raised his eyebrows with thick black slanting to his temples, and asked in puzzlement.

"She is unmarried, and I am unmarried. What is there to be taboo about? I just want to see Yi again." Yan Zijin's peach blossom eyes filled with thin wings.

"Maybe the girl's soul has returned..." Before Li Junye finished speaking, Yan Zijin hurriedly covered his mouth and scolded in disgust: "Crow's mouth! I firmly believe that I will meet her again. "

Li Junye brushed his hand away, reminded with a snickering smile: "I also firmly remember that the emperor ordered you to be confined at home for three months, and not allowed to go anywhere except to go to court."

Yan Zijin covered her head and let out a scream, covered her chest affectionately, and complained: "Yingying, Yanyan, how pitiful it is not to see me?"

Xiao Jingyu stepped into the door, raised the corners of his mouth and said unkindly: "Who told our Prime Minister Yan to save the beauty, and caused injuries all over his body, but asked Han Qing to rescue you back, and even paid me an antidote. The account can be clearly recorded in my mind."

"Hahaha..." Li Junye made fun of it bluntly.

Xiao Jingyu sat down, and Yan Zijin poured him a cup of hot tea flatteringly, in an attempt to get the emperor to reduce the period of confinement.

These days, Xiao Jingyu's mind is always entangled. Zuixianlou saw what Han Qing said and his abnormal temperament, so he asked, "Jun Ye, do you know any way to make a man change his temper and like him?" on the man."

As soon as these words came out, Li Junye and Yan Zijin were both startled, and asked in a panic: "Jing Yu, which man do you like?"

They were not surprised that he liked men, but which man he liked, for fear that he would harm some good man again.

They still clearly remembered Xiao Jingyu's three scumbag love stories in the past.