Yin Luzhu stepped across the threshold and went straight to the courtyard of King Yin Jingchao of Chu Xiang.
Feather-fan red lights hang high in the Chuxiang Garden, and large areas of gold paint and red Tang bricks complement each other, projecting a brilliant light, but people can't help but think of the heroic spirit of heroes in troubled times.
The candlelight in the hall was slightly weak, but it did not hinder the tranquil atmosphere. There was a faint medicinal scent in the air.
Walking into the palace gate, a tall throne stands majestically, with birds singing and flowers fragrant behind it, the country is picturesque, and it looks like a portrait of a god.
In front of the seat is a piece of marble as clear as a mirror, and several pots of orchids exude a faint fragrance. Many rare treasures, porcelain, jades, gold horses, silver saddles, etc. are displayed here, all of which exude a strong masculine spirit. The night is getting darker all around, but the lights are even more dazzling. What echoes in the palace are the soft whispers of the palace ladies and the flowing sound of the piano, which makes people intoxicated, as if they are in a fairyland.
Walking out of the palace, you can see the lush green courtyard with pine trees, cicadas and orioles chirping, and some hurried stars climbing into the night sky. Under the bright moonlight in the dark night, the entire palace is like a gorgeous flower sleeping in the night.
Flowers exude a charming fragrance.
In this quiet and mysterious night, the corridor of Prince Chu Xiang's Mansion gradually showed its outline, and the flower shadows swayed accordingly. It was sometimes elegant, sometimes bright, and sometimes dazzling.
Yin Luzhu was in it, and she closed her eyes heavily.
Everything here was achieved by her father in a narrow escape. Even if she is not the real Yin Luzhu, she will try her best to hold on to everything for the sake of the person who truly regards her as his daughter.
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When Yin Luzhu returned to Fengan Hall, Ji Yanchen had already fallen asleep, but even so, his brows were still frowning tightly, as if he was experiencing something painful.
Standing in front of the bed, Yin Luzhu lowered her eyes and looked at him. After a while, she asked, "How is he?"
The doctor bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this young master is fine. He will be fine after a night's rest."
Hearing this, Yin Luzhu breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
She nodded and asked Chang Yu to send the doctor out.
She sat down by the bed and looked at Ji Yanchen who was sleeping. She suddenly stretched out her hand to cover his face, and gently traced his lips with her cool fingertips.
"Ji Yanchen, we must live until the end."
This road was too difficult for them, but as long as she thought about Ji Yanchen's company, she felt that she was not fighting alone.
Qing Luo walked in quietly and whispered, "Your Majesty, Ji Xuan sent a message saying that she wants to see you."
Yin Luzhu paused, a flash of light flashed in her narrow eyes, and then she stood up and walked out.
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Under the night sky, the river flows quietly, and the gentle breeze blows the ripples on the river surface, making a soft sound...
There are several ancient willow trees by the river. Many of their branches have withered, but they still stand tall and tall. Illuminated by the dim starlight, their dry trunks appear more vigorous and powerful.
Yin Luzhu and Ji Xuan stood by the river, watching the clear moon casting its shadow on the river.
After a long time, Ji Xuan was the first to break the silence, "Yin Luzhu, you are really a qualified partner. You struck so quickly and neatly. I thought I would have to wait for a few days."
