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Chapter 17: The Secret of the Imperial Garden (1)

Yu Beiming glanced sideways at Mo Xiaohuan, his thin lips parted slightly: "She is indeed Mo Wenlin's beloved daughter. She has the demeanor of an old thief Mo, always thinking about the purpose." After saying that, he stood up and left.

"Hey, hey" Mo Xiaohuan quickly stood up and said, "Ah"

Before she could stand up, the pain in her body made her grin. The pain in her legs and waist made Mo Xiaohuan unable to stand up.

But Yu Beiming only left her with a cold figure from behind. In the blink of an eye, the figure had disappeared into the dense forest.

"Damn it!" Mo Xiaohuan scolded

I walked back according to my memory, but my whole body was sore and I felt very dizzy.

Every step is like stepping on cotton

Looking at the ground, I feel like the earth is spinning

However, the fog in the dense forest seems to be getting heavier and heavier

Damn it! I got lost

The first time I got lost in my life was in Yu Beiming’s back garden

Looking left and right, Mo Xiaohuan seemed to see a small nunnery.

Feeling a little strange in his heart, Mo Xiaohuan walked towards the nunnery.

There were many cypress trees planted around the nunnery, and the room was tidy, but no one was seen.

A gust of cold wind blew away the fog around the nunnery. Mo Xiaohuan raised his head and looked up, Oh! There are rows of solitary graves behind the nunnery!

Fear drove Mo Xiaohuan to quickly escape from the nunnery

You can't see the direction of the palace. There are dense woods all around you when you look up.

The white fog is thick and the range of vision is only two meters.

If a wild beast suddenly rushes out now, she will definitely not be able to escape

My head feels so heavy...

I don’t know how long I walked, but the feeling of fear gradually dissipated.

The whole figure seems to be on the edge of death

If you die like this, maybe you can wear it again...

3, conspiracy

The thin morning light spreads on the glazed tiles of Zhaoyang Palace, reflecting scenes of bright brilliance

This majestic and majestic hall looks even more majestic in the bright sunshine.

There is a natural hot spring in the side hall behind Zhaoyang Hall.

The hot spring has been transformed by skilled craftsmen, making it luxurious and comfortable

The hot mist above the hot spring makes it difficult to see the scene under the water. You can only hear the sound of bubbles bursting from the bottom of the hot spring.

"Wow"

Yu Beiming emerged from the water, with waterfall-like black hair spread docilely on her broad shoulders, looking extremely wild.

Fine water droplets fell asleep on his handsome features, and his whole person was indescribably evil.

A voluptuous purple figure slowly came closer from behind the curtain of the hot spring, with a bright voice full of teasing: "So you are still alive."

"Longevity for the lonely king without borders" Yu Beiming did not turn around, he knew that the person coming was Huan Pei

Mrs. Huanpei is definitely a special existence to the palace, not just a simple concubine.

There are many forbidden areas in Yu Beiming's Zhaoyang Palace, but Mrs. Huanpei has no restrictions and can enter and exit any place at will - including Yangchi where Yu Beiming is currently located.

Standing up from the water, the perfect lines on Yu Beiming's back are fascinating. Several scratches appear on the soaked texture.

Mrs. Huanpei stared at Yu Beiming's back and joked: "No wonder you stayed there for so long. It seems that the princess didn't let you worry last night."

Yu Beiming didn't answer, but there was a playful smile on Mo Qinghuan's eyes and brows - there was indeed something different!

However, Mrs. Huanpei's voice in reply was still cold: "You came to me just to talk about this?"


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