Master is a white moonlight

At some point outside the window, there was a patter of night rain again. Recently, it has been rainy and rainy, and it seems that it has never stopped.

Xuan Love wanted to stay, but Leng Yijiao bluntly refused.

Leng Yijiao was very upset, and leaned against the head of the bed with bare feet.Wrap your arms around your knees, put your chin on your knees, and look at the drizzle outside the window.

go?Or not to go?

If you don't stay by Xuan Qiao's side all the time, how can you gain the trust of this person, and how can you complete the task?

It was only when the child was near that Leng Yijiao fell asleep lightly.

On the familiar eaves, bean-sized raindrops rolled down the eaves, hit the bluestone slabs, and finally gathered into shallow puddles.

Shen Han was dressed in white and sat in a wheelchair, looking straight ahead with a calm expression on his face.

"Master!" Standing in the rain and fog, Leng Yijiao called happily.

But Shen Han didn't seem to be able to see himself, his eyes were still looking at the continuous mountains in the distance, and there was no emotion on his face.

"Master! Jian'er is back!" Leng Yijiao hurriedly ran to Shen Han, and rushed towards Shen Han with his whole body, but in the end, he was in vain.

Unprepared, like air, Leng Yijiao's whole body penetrated Shen Han's body.

Standing on the spot in a daze, Leng Yijiao turned around slowly after a long time, staring at Shen Han's familiar back in a daze.

The dream interspersed in an instant, Leng Yizhen dreamed that he had returned to the second dimension, back to the situation when he met Mo Yu for the first time.

In the box on the second floor of Tianyin Pavilion, Leng Yizhen was eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake while listening to Mo Yu's opera.

Mo Yu stood in the center of the stage in a light beige double-breasted beige, with complicated and luxurious pearl hairpins on her head.

The pearls are plump and moist, and the emeralds are translucent and flawless.As the steps moved lightly, the pearl hairpin on the head trembled from time to time, shining brightly.

The tip of Mo Yu's right finger was shaped like an orchid flower, and she put it on the side of her face pretending to be shy.Across the crowd, a pair of phoenix eyes looked at Leng Yizhen in the box.

Sentences of classic libretto overflowed from Mo Yu's alluring red lips.Sing a song and sigh three times, the words are correct and round.

"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming all over the world, and they are all ruined like this. But what a beautiful day, where is the house to enjoy the pleasure..."

When I woke up the next day, it was past hours.

I had a dream all night last night, and I didn't sleep well at all, and my head is still groggy at the moment.

"Your Highness, are you awake?" Cui Zhu asked respectfully, standing in front of the bed in a pink palace attire.

"Where's the high priest?" Leng Yizhen pushed aside the snow-white curtain, leaned out, looked up at Cuizhu and asked, "Have you left yet?"

"Back to Your Highness the Princess." Cui Zhu saluted and replied softly, "The high priest left the palace an hour ago."

Hearing this, Leng Yizhen was immediately discouraged.Leaning back against the head of the bed, frowning.

You just left like this?Not even a farewell.

Thinking of Xuan Qiao's saying that it would take at least half a month to go south, Leng Yijiao felt empty in his heart, and felt something stuck in his chest.

Leng Yizhen felt a little regretful, he should have let that person stay in his room last night.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?" Cuizhu panicked for a moment, and said with concern, "Is there something wrong? I'm going to invite the imperial doctor!"

"No, I'm fine." Leng Yizhen turned to look at Cuizhu, forced a smile, "I'm just a little hungry."

"His Royal Highness, please wait a moment." Cuizhu heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a charming voice, "After the servants have finished serving Her Royal Highness, you can have breakfast."

Cuizhu leaned over to salute, raised her hand to greet a few maidservants at the side, and began to serve Princess Fengyi to change her clothes.

Before leaving the palace, the high priest specially ordered that Princess Feng Yi's food, clothing and daily life must be taken care of properly.

If something goes wrong, making Princess Feng Yi feel uncomfortable or her body is not in good shape, there is only one word waiting for her—death.

After breakfast, Leng Yizhen saw that the weather was fine today, so he prepared to go to the Imperial Garden for a stroll.

Leng Yizhen didn't like too many people around, and felt uncomfortable.In the end, all the maidservants were left aside, and only Biyu and Cuizhu were allowed to follow.

On the east side of the imperial garden, a pool of pink perfume lotus is in full bloom.Before approaching the pool, I could smell the elegant fragrance of lotus from a distance.

Leng Yijiao walked in front of the two maidservants, and walked straight to the pool, intending to pick some perfume lotus to make perfume.

Passing by by chance a few days ago, Leng Yijiao found this pond of perfume lotus, like a treasure.

Anyway, idle is idle, it is better to find something to do.

"Your Highness, what are you..." Biyu widened her eyes in astonishment, almost speechless in astonishment.

Leng Yizhen wanted to take off his robe directly, but felt it was indecent.Although several layers of underwear were worn inside, this was in ancient times after all.

So I had to roll up the wide sleeves, rolled up the trouser legs by the way, and finally tied several knots at the hem of the robe.

"Your Highness, absolutely not!" Cui Zhu thought that Biyu was making a fuss, but after seeing Her Royal Highness act so boldly.He was also very frightened, and quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Your Highness, do you want this perfume lotus?" Cuizhu looked at the back of Her Highness and called out softly, "Is it okay for this servant to pick it for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself." Leng Yizhen took off her shoes and socks, stepped into the pool water, and turned her head to smile at the two palace maids who were so frightened that their faces paled.

"When I finish the perfume, I will give you a bottle for each of you!" Leng Yizhen bent down and picked a perfume lotus, and waved the lotus in his hand to the two people behind him.

Biyu was anxious, her whole heart seemed to be hanging in her throat, and beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead.

"Perfume?" Cuizhu murmured in confusion, turned to look at Biyu beside her, and asked softly, "Sister Biyu, do you know what 'perfume' is?"

"How would I know!" Biyu was anxious, with a trace of emotion in her words, but she concealed it very well.

Now how can I think about what "perfume" is? If something goes wrong with Her Royal Highness, everyone will have to move their heads.

Cuizhu didn't notice Biyu's tone at all, she lowered her head and thought hard about what "perfume" is, and the more she thought about it, the more she looked forward to it.

While picking the perfume lotus, Leng Yizhen put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it from time to time, looking forward to making it into a perfume.

After a while, Leng Yijiao picked a lot of pink perfume lotus, and picked a few emerald green lotus leaves along the way.

..........

Starting at Maoshi, until Xushi, Xuan Qiao and his party finally entered Maolin County.

Xuan Qiao was riding a red thousand-mile horse, standing on the bank of the river, her body was covered with the setting sun, and even her eyelashes were coated with a layer of orange afterglow.

Wearing a snow-white gown with narrow sleeves, the narrow sleeves are tucked into blue wristbands, and all her hair is tied in a white jade crown.

Turning over, Xuan Qiao got off the horse and took off the white veil on her face.

"High Priest, drink some water first." Huo Shiwei also got off his horse and placed the water bottle in front of the High Priest.

Xuan Loo took the kettle from Huo Shiwei's hand with one hand, unscrewed the cork, and took a big gulp of water with his head raised.

A group of elite soldiers behind them also got off their horses one after another, led the foal to the river to rest for a while, and squatted by the river to drink water by themselves.

This time going to Maolin County, Xuan Qiao only brought a team of elite soldiers.There are a total of more than twenty people, all of whom are carefully selected dead soldiers by Xuan Qiao, who have followed him for many years.

Before leaving, Xuan Qian made a special trip to Feng Ning Hall.However, because it was still too early, he only stood at the entrance of the hall and did not enter.

After a while of hesitation, Xuan Qiao finally walked away.

The danger of this trip is uncertain, and the refugee riot is not a trivial matter, but the safety of the impregnable palace is still the key.

Xuan Loi mobilized the imperial guards of the entire palace last night and strictly ordered them to guard the palace day and night, vowing to protect the safety of Princess Feng Yi to the death.

Xuan Qiao knew very well in her heart that the tyranny of the past ten years had already aroused dissatisfaction among the people, and the freezing of three feet did not happen overnight, and riots would happen sooner or later.

The flood this time was a good opportunity and became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Reporting to the high priest, the sheriff has been waiting at the gate of the city for a long time." Huo guard clasped his fists and said respectfully.

Yesterday morning after the decision was made for this trip to the south, Xuan Qiao sent people to rush to deliver the news to the magistrate of Maolin County.

"No hurry, let him wait." Xuan Qiao looked at the sparkling water with a cold face, and said indifferently.

"Here." Bodyguard Huo saluted respectfully, bowed his head and stepped back.