Unknowingly, Yang Xi had stayed in the palace for ten days.
Tonight, the Queen Mother held a banquet specially for her as a small farewell. Tomorrow she will leave the palace and return to the Sunset Palace.
She has long wanted to go back after being away for so long. Although Yun is not in the mansion, and although the amiable Queen Mother loves her very much, she has regarded Sunset Palace as her home. People who leave home always want to go back.
Came home early.
In this strange era, she actually has her own home...
She hurriedly covered the small mist in the corner of her eyes, tried hard to outline a sweet smile on the corner of her lips, and looked at herself dressed up in the mirror:
With beautiful eyebrows and dark eyes, fluttering temples, and pearlescent glass, she has a soft beauty that makes everything eclipse. Even she herself is fascinated by it. Compared with Yang Xi in the past, this face and figure are even more beautiful.
Charming and gorgeous... When I think of my past self, I can't help but think of Murong Yan in the palace.
Is it really a coincidence? The cold-blooded Feng Ba, the tender-hearted Murong Yan, the gentle and handsome Wang, and her - Yang Xi, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? What if it is not a coincidence?
Explanation? Everything is just a dream of hers?
Are you kidding! How can a body of flesh and blood, afraid of cold and heat, always hungry and thirsty, be fake? Even if all of this is fake, how can the slander and slander between He and Yun, who know each other and stay together, be fake? It's just a coincidence.
To the flawless face, that’s all!
"The princess is really beautiful." Gong E, who tied her bun, praised her sincerely.
"Isn't it? She is simply the most beautiful woman in the imperial city, so..." Another palace lady praised her, then suddenly thought of something and immediately fell silent.
Yang Xi just twitched the corners of her lips slightly as a response.
The most beautiful woman in the imperial city, these words should not be spoken carelessly, especially in the talkative palace. Let’s not talk about how the twin sisters Empress Fu and Fu Gui, who were deeply loved by Murong Xi, became the king of the country and the city in their lives.
Even the existence of the first princess Murong Yan does not allow them to talk nonsense. Many words, if one is not careful, will end up being executed. Whether it is the palace dramas in the past or the current era, the palace
The inner courtyard is like this.
Refusing the company of a group of palace maids and eunuchs, she walked alone in the back garden, quietly admiring the night view of the ancient palace.
The banquet was held in the Queen Mother's palace. She had been living in the Queen Mother's palace for the past ten days. She knew almost every plant and tree here. In daily life, the Queen Mother spent most of her time there.
During rest, she only needed to talk to and accompany her in the evening, so she spent most of the time wandering around in boredom. There was no Xintong around, not even anyone to talk to, which made her very depressed.
Except for the inexplicable fall into the lake that day, and the inexplicable sight of Xiao Qing, Fu Qing, and Feng Ba, in the past few days, she had seen no one else except the Queen Mother and the eunuch Gong'e.
No wonder many literati lamented the lack of concubines in the deep palace. If those women who entered the palace could not get the favor and favor of the emperor, they would have to live in this lonely and lonely deep palace compound in darkness day after day for the rest of their lives.
How many concubines are there in the world who can be favored by the emperor? Only a handful.
At the beginning of the lanterns, bright lights gradually rose up in the huge inner courtyard of the palace, making it bright and bright.
I don’t know which concubine set up a high swing in this plum garden. She must have been extremely bored and confused before thinking of this thing. She walked under the swing and pulled it hard. It seemed to be very strong, and her lips
He hooked his horn lightly, followed the rope made of two silk cloths, and jumped up lightly to sit on it.
The moon hung high, shining silver light all over the ground. She kicked her little feet randomly a few times, but they couldn't touch the ground. This time, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
This concubine should be accompanied by a palace eunuch. When she plays on the swing, someone will naturally push her from behind. If I had known that she would also take a palace eunuch out, eh.
Suddenly, a force slowly came from behind, and the swing was gently pushed up. Originally, this kind of force would only make people feel comfortable, but Yang Xi was deep in thought at the moment, so he was startled by this, and his body
With a shudder, he forgot to pull the ropes on both sides, and his body fell backwards due to inertia.
Before she could scream, a palm gently touched her lips. The force was moderate and did not make her feel any discomfort, but it also successfully stopped her from shouting.
Her body fell straight into a chest. A man's breath swept over her, making her eyes widen in fear.
The man behind him hooked his long arm, easily picked her up in his arms, and left the swing frame, but he had no intention of putting her down.
"Is it... you?" She pulled down the big palm on her mouth and turned back, a little surprised. "How..."
When she lowered her gaze, she found that he was hugging her. She blushed and pushed away, saying, "Put me down quickly, others will see you."
Basically, she did not see him as a man. From the first time she saw him, the image of "fairy sister" had been deeply rooted in her heart.
Fu Qing ignored her rejection. He stepped lightly, hugged her and jumped up to the towering tree. He sat down on a branch where the sky and the earth could not be seen, still holding her.
When she was standing just now, she didn't feel anything, but now his legs were slightly bent so that she could sit on his lap, and her body naturally fell into his arms. This posture was so intimate that she didn't know what to do. She struggled a little.
, put a little distance away from him: "Fu Qing, you..."
The cool breeze blew by, and the two of them were swaying in the wind like fluttering leaves. A wave of dizziness hit her, and her vision went dark, and she subconsciously held on to the hem of his clothes.
It's so high here, she's afraid of heights.
"Let me down, Fu Qing!" As she spoke, her tone became a little more serious. At such a height, she didn't even have the strength to think normally, let alone break away from his arms. But, no matter how much he looked like a woman,
After all, he is a real man, and such an ambiguous gesture is totally inappropriate.
"You can choose to go down by yourself." He responded calmly, with a gentle face that could even be said to be full of tenderness.
She knew that he was just used to being gentle and quiet, and did not really have any feelings for her.
The tree branch swayed slightly, and she was startled and quickly leaned towards him.
How could this man ask her to get out on her own in this situation? He was simply trying to make things difficult for her.
What on earth is this man who has basically had no interaction with her in the past going to do?