Fragrance Beauty

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If Qingqing is obsessed, she will never pay attention to her again.

An Rujin walked a long way before realizing that he had gone unknowingly. The place she was going to was the canal behind the palace wall in Yuexiu Palace. There were no people and no guards passing by. But the Qingqing incident was disturbed just now, and she has now reached a strange place.

She looked around, dark, dimly visible that this was a palace that had been abandoned for a long time. But even if abandoned, you can still see the luxury and exquisiteness of the past. The pavilions and pavilions are hidden in the darkness, and they are silent and desolate.

What is this place? How could she never see any palace was so deserted.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and she covered her hair and turned to leave. But somehow she stopped and looked back. I saw a glimmer of ignition in the distance.

The fire was so yellow and lonely that she couldn't help but want to find out.

An Rujin walked through a vertical door, and his eyes suddenly opened up. I saw a half-remnant half-moon lotus pond lying quietly in the moonlight. The lotus pond has long been a stubble leaf, but I don't know why it is a bit more Zen after being soaked by the bright moonlight.

The moon-like appendix glowed brightly under the moon. The rockery on one side is soaring, and the rockery is covered with vines, but it can be seen that the rockery was strangely beautiful. Scrutinizing that even this lotus pond rockery is so exquisite, I can imagine how delicate this palace would have been before it was abolished.

An Rujin could not help walking forward.

Suddenly, a figure of a violet flower vine not far away stopped her.

A palace lamp hung under a rattan shelf. The palace lantern illuminated a plain figure. With his back to him, he was quietly watching an old Lamei tree beside the flower stand.

She looked up and was stunned. The old trees of Lamei are so huge that they cover the entire corner of the wall. It has stubborn branches, twists and turns, and has an ancient meaning. The red plum blossoms in the trees are in full bloom, like a pile of red clouds docked on the tree. The candlelight shone, and the colors were so bright that the blood in front of them bloomed.

The snow in Manyuan suddenly saw this plum blossom in full swing, and it had a kind of trembling beauty. And the man standing under this plum blossom has a kind of sadness.

He was dressed in a plain suit, standing upright like a sword, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He seems to have been standing for a long time, and it is about to condense into a sculpture.

An Rujin did not know whether to advance or retreat. She could not help but cough.

The man shook his shoulder and turned back sharply.

With four eyes facing each other, they were both stunned. An Rujin saw his appearance clearly, a handsome and thin face exposed under the palace lantern. His eyebrows fluttered into the air, and the starry eyes were like the stars of the night, indescribably cold.

His thin lips froze, and the utter coldness of majesty could not be ignored. An Rujin suddenly inexplicably thought of Xiao Yingying. I don't know why, she always thinks Xiao Yingzheng looks a bit similar to this man, but his temperament is very different.

If Xiao Yingzheng is a Yushu Qionghua in the splendid pile, the man in front of him is a peerless sword in the snow.

"It's you!" An Rujin blurted out. This man was the military man who was punished by the emperor in the Royal Garden, and the man who later helped her.

Suddenly she didn't feel that cold tonight and the darkness in front of her was not so unbearable. He helped her once, and she didn't say thank you well.

Xiao Yingchen glanced at the surprise, half a while before he said, "How did you get here?"

An Rujin doesn't know what he is, but a big man can go in and out of the Forbidden Palace arbitrarily. In addition to the guards, he is the guard leader or deputy commander.

She weighed the words: "How is the military man here?"

Xiao Yingzhang froze for a moment, knowing that she didn't know her identity so far, her eyes were a little less prepared. He Shen said: "Go back to your palace. This is not where you should come."

An Rujin quietly looked at him for a while, then suddenly laughed. Xiao Yingzhang was inexplicable by her smile, and her face sank.

"What are you laughing at?" He was displeased.

The maid in front of her looked normal, but the smile in those eyes was dazzling. Based on his experience in controlling people in hundreds of battles, An Rujin was not a simple character.

But in front of him was an ordinary palace girl under seventeen. He frowned slightly.

"Grandpa can come, why can't slaves come?" An Rujin said lightly.

Xiao Yingping was suddenly speechless. This is a deserted palace, the place where his mother once gave birth to him. But how can these tell her clearly?

As if An Rujin did not see his face, he looked for a clean place by the water, placed the fruits and pastries he brought, and took out the paper money.

The shadows came over, and she looked up. Xiao Yinghuan's face was dull and uncertain: "What are you doing?"

An Rujin breathed a long sigh of relief, and said a long time before, "Remember the dead."

Xiao Yingzhang was shocked.

An Rujin didn't see his face, just playing with the folded paper money. She looked up at Xiao Yingying and smiled dimly: "Don't say it. Otherwise, I would have to be driven out of the palace."

She wanted to speak easily, but couldn't help feeling sad. There seemed to be no quiet, unscrupulous place in this palace to commemorate her sadness. She stayed here, perhaps because of the plum blossoms, or because she suddenly saw someone who was also sad.

People in the palace have stories. But everyone is talking about other people's stories and never talk about themselves easily. She could see that the man in front of him was sad.

They were silent.

Xiao Yingzhang watched her ignite the paper money, and the girl's face was as white as jade in the fire. He suddenly remembered the people who lived here. Does anyone remember her today? Who else would come to this cursed place besides him?

The choking pain swept from the bottom of his heart, and he turned sharply.

"Master, what's your name? Where do you work?" An Rujin suddenly asked behind him.

Xiao Yinghuan turned back coldly: "You don't want to know, nor should you know."

An Rujin walked down. She frowned. "Are you a guard in the palace?"

Xiao Yingzhang didn't want to say any more, An Rujin had to ask again, and there was a soft noise from the palace door. A beautiful-looking woman hurried in, wearing fox fur.

"Brother!" The woman called softly.

Xiao Yingzhang was shocked and greeted in a few steps. An Rujin saw an outsider hurriedly kicked the paper money and hid in the dark.