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With the advancement of Jun Luotian and Su Ruixue's medical treatment, Mu Xiyue's condition is recovering better and better, the time she wakes up longer and longer every day, and Long Yinfeng's mood is getting better and better.

As Mu Xiyue was sober, Mu Xiyue began to study her own condition, but refused to take Jun Luotian and Su Ruixue to prepare the medicine for her. Jun Luotian also understood Mu Xiyue's behavior. The medicinal effect of this researched medicine is very fierce. The long-term treatment of the medicine will harm Mu Xiyue's health.

The early morning sunlight fell on the green mountain forest, as if covered with a light green gauze, reflecting all the shades of the shades like a beautiful tune. The sunset glowed the steam, and it gave rise to a different kind of magnificence. In the sunset, the soft light lifted the lowered eyebrows of this person, as if the water was quiet, quiet and leisurely. The deep star screen is still like a dome, and the dark blue color is like an ancient painting.

Both sides were brightly lit, and in front of it was a white wall built on the water, about two meters high, covered with black tiles, and the wall was built into a undulating wave shape. The sound of the song came faintly, and the black plaque on the door was marked with two large gold characters "Liyuan".

The crystal bead curtain pours out, and behind the curtain, someone covers the veil to play the piano, and the sound of the piano flows between the fingertips. With tenacious vitality, it passes through layers of mountains and deep reefs, and merges into the tumbling rivers and seas. Eventually, it calms down, leaving only a lingering overtone, like an accidental splash on the water surface.

Amber wine, jasper scallion, golden foot bottle, jade plate, picturesque food, wine like spring, Guqin emaciated, bells dingdong. The main hall is decorated with inverted bell-like flowers, the calyx is white, the bone china is translucent, and the top of the petal is a circle of lilac, which is like a dye.

The cloud-clear hall reflects the crystal pearl light like tears, which is ethereal and illusory, and the beautiful scenery is like a flower across the cloud, making people unable to distinguish where the real scene is and where the reflection is.

As thin as silvery rain silk gauze envelopes the world, a curved green water flows like a green jade belt around the forest, and Yuanshandai is invisible. Yulu Fu blows the pretty slender phoenix bamboo, converging into beads, sliding down the elegant and unique leaf tail, the crystal is broken, hitting on the oil paper umbrella, intermittently, Qingyue like a lady tapping the chime.

At the end of the layer wave, the flower flames spread out in the air, and the light swirled like a snowy light, reflecting the beautiful face of the beautiful people. Qing Ya, Yan Li, Fu Yu, Liu Qiang, Feng Hu, Ping Ting ... just like the Baihuayuan in March of Yangchun, all the beautiful women gathered in a pavilion, full of fragrance. The crystal curtain fell and the gauze draped. Beautiful and prosperous, like a delicate embroidered picture.

Just by the lake of Yongxi, there are huge golden flowers, like golden stars lying between the green leaves, but there is no star that can be so dazzling, amorous, and as if as charming as Can take people's breath.

The golden-topped stone wall is painted with various bird patterns and is colorful. The floor is covered with a carpet of soft brocade and satin embroidery, and occasionally a few bright red flames are burning.

"What? Mu Xiyue woke up? Is the news true?" Long Jingsong asked.

"Back to the emperor, the minions saw it with their own eyes." Deshun said.

"Yin Feng, this child, did not tell me such a big news." Long Jingsong frowned.

Deshun looked at Long Jingsong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, frowning, and then weighed it again and again, and asked, "The emperor, the slaves are talkative, do you not want to wake up the big prince?"

Long Jingsong slowly opened his eyes and said, "This girl was born with a lot of things. I'm afraid it won't be a good thing to wake up this time."

Deshun was not good at making any remarks, so he had to say: "You shouldn't worry too much about the emperor, their children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren."

Long Jingsong sighed and said nothing more.

And Long Jingsong in the deep palace also got news that Mu Xiyue was awake. Long Jingsong was very dissatisfied with Mu Xiyue's wake. There are only five children in Long Jingsong's life. The eldest son is always his pride. He is brave and warlike, and he has settled many wars.

If so, if the second son did not die, the second son may now be a powerful politician. Unfortunately, the second son was lost because of the girl Mu Xiyue. At that time, Long Jingsong ordered his son to be executed. My own son, one of the proudest sons. If you go all the way, your second son is the person most likely to be a candidate for the emperor, but unfortunately, there is no if. How much do you think Long Jingsong has to Mu Xiyue?

Moreover, she and the man's child. Yijiang Mingyue, looking back at who is missing. A glass of muddy wine, meet who is drunk. In the spring of a year, who is the peach blossom red? With a glance, who met the dust edge. A bit of awesomeness, who gave the true feelings. In a word, who has sent it to the horizon? After a while, who sent the fish book. A curtain of dreams, who was leaning on the fence. Overnight frost wind, snow rain sent who. Who sings with a whisper? A kind of lovesickness, to whom to worry about.

Everyone has a cinnabar mole in their hearts, and the cinnabar mole in Long Jingsong's heart should now be called Madam Mu. She is expensive, but she gave up herself and chose a little general. Which one can't compare with that Wufu? Long Jingsong was not convinced.

Moonlight is like flowing water, quietly pouring on this leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in cow's milk; and it is like a dream wrapped in a gauze. Although it is a full moon, there is a faint cloud in the sky, so it can't be taken; Less, napping also has flavor. Moonlight came through the trees, bushes shrouded in height, and uneven mottled black shadows, like a ghost; the sparse shadow of the willow, but it was like painting on the lotus leaf. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but light and shadow have a melody, such as the famous music played by Fan Wenling.

The quiet summer night and the moon are always clear, always giving me a feeling of tranquility and tranquility. The moonlight is clear and clear like soft water, the light is flowing and the meaning is Ningrong. The moonlight is soft and transparent, light and elegant.

Moonlight is like silver, and there is nowhere to shine. The bamboo on the mountain becomes black under the moonlight. The sound of insects in the grass around is dense like rain. Sometimes I do n’t know from where, suddenly there will be a grass warbler, Rubbing its throat, the little bird seemed to understand that he was looking out of the screen.

Long Jingsong looked at the moonlight outside the window and sighed. He was finally convinced, and he finally killed his favorite person.

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