Although it was early autumn, the water in the pool was bone-chillingly cold, and the mud beneath my feet was filled with stones of various sizes, which made the soles of my feet hurt.
Yi Tong had no time to take care of that, so she walked into the pool one foot deep and one foot shallow. Fortunately, the water was not very deep and just covered her calves. She walked directly under the bridge where the Queen stopped just now, bent down and searched carefully.
She knew the ancient harem too well. If the queen wanted to make things difficult for her, she had no choice. If the queen opened the mouth of Chrysostom, she would have to find the Er ornament.
If it is really lost.
"Look, that's the Ninth Princess. I heard that she was almost burned to death by the Ninth Princess on the day of her wedding."
"I know this. They say she is sinister and vicious. In order to marry the Nine Kings, she even killed her own sister."
"No wonder the queen doesn't like her. Such a woman really deserves it."
The palace maids walking on the bridge talked and laughed without hesitation. In a place like the palace, where people are accustomed to climbing high branches, there will inevitably be people who add insult to injury.
Yi Tong just focused on searching, soaking his hands in the water, and kept pulling at it. His left wrist was aching faintly, and the edges of the wound had turned white. As long as he moved, the whip wounds on his body seemed to burst.
It was so painful that she broke into a cold sweat.
Gradually, the sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun fills the originally blue sky. The clouds change into different shapes, reflecting a dazzling fiery red.
Her pale cheeks, soothed by the setting sun, revealed a magnificent softness. She almost searched the entire pool, but could not find the Ergu.
Yitong pursed her lips tightly, and her legs kept shaking, as if she would fall down at any time.
In the pavilion not far away, a touch of dusty white stood there quietly facing the direction of the pool.
"Your Majesty," Ruan Zhong looked at the slender figure in the pool, his flat voice could not hide a hint of sympathy, "She has been looking for him for three hours."
"Is she dead?" The master's question made him startled, and then he responded, "No."
Mu Youzhi turned around, and on his handsome and god-like face, a few strands of hair that had been blown by the wind brushed past. As they fluttered, they exuded a trance-like and suffocating charm. The words that came out of his mouth were as cold as ice, "Nothing."
Don't bother me until you die."
"I know my fault." Ruan Zhong is familiar with his master's temper. The more ruthless he seems, the more irritable he is at the moment.
But this irritability comes at a somewhat unusual time.
The sky is getting dark, and the last light on the pond will be taken away by the night.
"what are you doing here?"
A black figure quickly swept down from the bridge and came to the edge of the pool to glare at Yitong, who was still standing in the water.
Yitong bent over, raised her eyes and looked at the person who came, "Mu Yanqin?" The corner of her mouth raised with disdain, and she continued to do what she was doing. She would never naively think that he was caring about or saving her.
Like the queen, he wanted to see her like this.
"Your Majesty," behind her, Zhuo Lian raised her skirt and chased after her. When she saw Yitong, she immediately thought of something and blamed herself, "Ah, why did I forget the princess?" Then she put it next to Mu Yanqin's ear,
He reported, "The queen lost her Er ornaments. The princess sister was afraid that the queen would be anxious, so she took the initiative to go to the pond to find the Er ornaments for the queen. The princess sister is really kind."
Mu Yanqin's face became increasingly ugly, his cold eyes were filled with a stern and stern tone that made people tremble, and his cold voice revealed inexplicable anger.