Disgraced Consort

It's just a matter of ordinary etiquette.

"Returning to the empress, the emperor went to the Chen Palace and feast at the invitation of the Lord of the Night Kingdom, but he has not returned yet."

"What time is it?"

"Back to my mother, it's almost time."

It's almost an hour, he should go back.

When Xi Yan lifted the tent and stayed, she found that she was dressed in the costume of the night kingdom and replied:

"Mo Zhu, but there are replacement skirts, this palace wants to go out for a walk."

"The emperor ordered the slave-servants to carry a few dresses, although most of them remained in Anxian with Liqiu."

Although, today, she basically didn't say a few words with him, but from the words of Mo Zhu, she heard the taste.

It turned out that he still ordered people to stay with her message in Anxian, and carrying her blouse with him, besides being a way of self-consolation, represented, no matter when and where, he never gave up looking for her Obsession?

Because she saved him, so he will.

She saved him, but she didn't want to owe him.

It ’s just that.

"Niangniang, the slave-servant waits for you to change your clothes before you eat, is it okay?"

Xi Yan nodded, she was indeed a little hungry. Of course, she had to change her clothes first. After all, it was Ye Guo ’s palace dress. She seemed to have to explain to him again why she was in Ye Di ’s palace.

For others, she can not explain at all, but for him, she wants to explain after all.

Because, it's a matter of fame.

Thoughts were settled, she got up and put on Mo Zhucheng's palace attire. At one glance, she was startled. None of the snow colors she used to wear were all bright and bright colors.

She frowned in confusion, Mo Zhuzao said softly:

"Niangniang, you choose one, the slave-servant waits for you to change clothes."

Xi Yan's hands touched those skirts, and suddenly understood why she hadn't seen these skirts in Anxian, he should have given it to her in Xuanlong Valley, for example, Xiyan Mountain that day, Is part of the surprise.

Three years ago, it was his confession that made her the only dress with white plain clothes.

Three years later, these colorful colors were a touch that he returned to her.

But, in fact, she has long been accustomed to the plain white, because, that color is very clean, so that she can hear the clean deep in the heart.

In the Forbidden City's turbidity pool, the one she longed for was clean.

"This one." Her fingertips tapped one of them. It was a lake-blue dress. This color reminded her of the blue sky, so she liked it.

"promise."

Mo Zhu knew the rules of this lady, so-called waiting for dressing, she just brought warm water for washing, people still need to retreat outside the screen of the dressing, this time, the emperor told her to serve the lady, because she was The most discerning Gong people, although they have never waited before, have also known their mother's preferences after their daily bedtime.

It is for this reason that she can achieve the position of the imperial maiden today, and in no way inferior to Moju in front of the queen mother.

Mei, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, all four of them entered the palace at the same time and were given the name by the master. Now, each has its own character, and it is all its own effort.

Xi Yan changed her skirt, and when she came out from the screen, she could not help feeling that her eyes lit up. The lady wearing bright colors was beautiful, but the beauty made her overlap with a shadow of the shadows in her memory. There was a trance illusion until Xi Yan called her:

"Mo Zhu, there is labor to help this palace to comb the bun."

"promise."

She withdrew her mind. In the past, she felt that the lady was familiar with her eyebrows. Today, when she put on a skirt of this color, she only knew why she felt familiar.

But, that is just an illusion, so many years have passed so many years!

Xi Yan sat in front of the makeup mirror, only to find that the bandage on her forehead seemed to be replaced again. Her hand touched that place, only to touch it, and saw that the color of the ointment underneath was no longer ice blue, but Yue Yuebai.

He helped her reapply it.

His face was a little red, and suddenly, he cared about whether he would leave scars. How ugly.

"Ma'am, what bun you want to comb?"

"It's getting late, just comb one."

"promise."

Mo Zhu's hand is very dexterous. Without much effort, he fell into a bun. The beauty of this bun is not only chic, because the sky is late. If it is settled, it does not have to be scattered. Slightly.

More from that, she found that there were a few short strands of hair on the side of the temple, as if it had been cut off. If you comb the high bun, it will soon fall off.

Xi Yan smiled slightly as she looked at her face in the mirror, and she saw that there were several Xi Yan flowers in the vase on one side. At night, the Yan Yan flowers bloomed just right. A smile:

"Slave maid put this flower hairpin on the bun for the lady?"

Xi Yan nodded her head, and after a while, those snow-colored flowers fell like stars on Xi Yan ’s bun. Because the fallen bun was very low, she leaned on the side of her face. At first glance, it seemed that her The small face is surrounded by the evening flowers of Yan Yan, with the freshness of the lake and blue, which is completely different from her previous.

More lining her age.

"Thank you." Xi Yan got up and went outside the hall.

"Niangniang, don't you order a meal first?"

"Wait for the emperor to come back, let's have supper together." After she said this, she walked out of the hall, "The palace is just around the palace, you can stay with the palace, you don't have to let more people follow Written. "

"promise."

Mo Zhu raised the glazed palace lantern, illuminating the corridor, and accompanied Yan Yan out of the palace.

The Lumingtai under the night can see the three palaces standing, and the carved cornices are covered by darkness to obscure the glory of the daytime. The only brilliant thing is the brilliant light reflected by the rows of palace lights.

Xi Yan stood in front of the palace gate, stopped a little, and Mo Zhudao said:

"Ma'am, bypassing this hill is the sea. The scenery there is not usually seen."

"It's so late, what else can I see?" She said in this way, but her eyes were looking towards Chen Gong.

"Mother, are you waiting for the emperor?"

"Nonsense, this palace is just boring in the palace, come out and breathe, and accompany this palace to walk there." Xi Yan groaned, flicking his sleeves, went straight behind the hill.

"Nuo." Mo Zhu carried the palace lantern and walked with Xi Yan with a smile.

This lady, really is right.

Behind the hill, there is the sea. Not far away, Xi Yan can already smell the salty sea breeze. She sucked in the air hard. Although it was very salty, it was so fresh. It's slippery.

Here, there is no forbidden army waiting, only the top of the mountain is equipped with a watchtower, because, beyond the bounds, there is still sea besides the sea.

Xi Yan glanced around without a figure.

Also, today is the first day that the monarchs of the Three Kingdoms arrived in the Xuanlong Valley, and the princes of Sun and Ye are talking about wine again, and the evil emperor of the country will probably not come out, so, of course, there will be no one here.

She bent down and took off her silk shoes secretly. It was really comfortable to walk barefoot on more and more sand.

"Niangniang." Mo Zhu called softly.

"Not tight, anyway, this skirt is very long, can't see." Xi Yan chuckled, put the silk shoes on her hands, and walked inward.

She walked faster and faster, walking barefoot, without restraint, how could she not walk fast?

Instead, Mo Zhu carried the lantern. As the sea sand deepened, he tightened his feet slowly, as if walking on thick snow.

"Mother, slow down, be careful."

"I won't, voila."

Xi Yan put down her silk shoes, picked up her skirts, lifted the crystal-white lotus feet, and took advantage of the situation. She picked up her toes and spun a circle in the sand:

"Pretty?"

She did not claim to be ‘Honnomiya’, and it seemed like a child cheerfully.

In fact, she is just a child.

"it's beautiful."

Mo Zhu looked at the lady in front of her, it was really beautiful, especially, when the lady smiled so, carefree, infected her all together.

Who wants to be cautious and cautious all day long after leaving the palace?

Yu Yan jumped up, and she simply twisted all the way to the beach, and danced on the white sea sand.

The sea sand here is very clean, and the air here is also clean.

She likes it here and likes this feeling of relaxation.

It's been three years. She didn't skip the dance properly. Even if she said goodbye to Muyou at that time, the evening dance she started was not full of fun. Because there are scruples and uncomfortable parting.

Tonight, she suddenly wanted to dance. This dress is also very suitable for dancing. Or, it should be said that the costumes of Xun Guo are very suitable for dancing, because the sleeves are wide and the skirts are elegant.

As she danced, occasionally, she could step on the shell. She was surprised by these cute little things, but she tried to bypass them as much as possible, fearing that they were fragile and could not bear the force of her toes when she danced.

In the rotation, she saw the sea in the twilight, with a little luster, and the wave scales, like the broken silver spilled over the whole sea. Those broken silvers should come from Yuehua. Tonight, the faint Yuehua also softly covered her whole person. She swung away with the wind, not only the beautiful dance posture, but also the clear laughter, a pulse Pulse, spread far and far, and faint tidal sound, beautiful and pleasant.

She had never seen the sea, and naturally, she did not know how quiet the sea was when the tide was falling and howling the sea was when the tide was rising.

Mo Zhu lived in the palace, of course, I don't know.

The sea is very quiet at the moment, and every tide rises only quietly, and Xu Shi recedes. However, in this quietness, the point where each tide rises is approaching an inch, and Xi Yan only greets those tides. The fine, spilt waves splashed on the toes of cold and comfortably did not realize the danger.

So, when she did n’t know how long it was, she suddenly realized that when the sound of white water blew in front of her, a wave came straight towards her, with a fast speed and great force, Mo Zhu ’s exclamation Swallowed in the sound of the rising tide, the rotation of Xi Yan suddenly stopped with the attack of this wave.

She only realized that the water seemed to flow to her from all directions, drowning her, and she was not standing steadily, just as the duckweed was about to go with the waves, but the duckweed that followed the waves was held tightly by both hands Living, she subconsciously hugged those hands to find the balance of her body. Her nose, smelling, was a familiar taste, light, elegant, and a little bit of old wine, As the tide rolled, she lingered around her.

The tide is majestic.

Eyes, bright.

Breathing, cramped.

Heartbeat, the more anxious.

The owner, who was familiar with the taste, was just like her, soaked in by the unexpected tide, it was Xuanyuanyu.

However, even if his black shirt and gown were wet by water, there was no mountain dew. Her gauze dress was wet by water and suddenly exquisite.

At this time, she made a cry, her hands subconsciously closed her body, accompanied by his drink order:

"All back!"

She crossed his body and saw that the **** attached to the palace lantern retreated backwards. The lights were a little farther away from him and her. Only the moonlight, should n’t she be true?

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