Chapter 374

Chihiro was obviously startled. His ice cracked face soon recovered calm. He lowered his eyes and sighed. Chaofeng said unintentionally, "the sunset is infinitely good. I don't know if Zuo Xiangke is willing to accompany the palace in the twilight."

The long Fu beside him wiped the sweat on his forehead. The imperial concubine has never invited anyone to swim through the imperial garden. Is it necessary to put a green hat on the holder? Suddenly, I felt a burst of fear and trembling, and followed them far behind. My eyes looked at them without revealing them at all.

Chihiro glanced down at Chang Fu, who followed him a few steps later. He whispered: "father-in-law Chang Fu, the palace feels a little cold. Thank you for taking the plain lotus cloak from the palace." the tone was faint, and I couldn't hear anything else. Chang Fu swept his eyes, nodded and bowed, and retreated.

Before leaving, he winked at the little apprentice.

Towards the end of summer, the last season of lotus flowers in the imperial garden bloomed like clouds in the sky. They bloomed vigorously in the Lotus Lake in the imperial palace. The blue sea lotus leaves connected with the sky and could not see the end. At sunset, the figures of the two people pulled out a radian intertwined with each other.

"I don't know what the imperial concubine wants to say to her minister alone. My minister must be all ears. I'll forget if I hear it." the zither sound in the distance is quiet, but a group of music girls are dancing in the Flower Pavilion. Their excellent dancing posture is like a startling Hong. The women are slim and unforgettable.

The lotus Pavilion is adjacent to the high terrace, with the clear and cold lake under it. The vanilla eye on the bank is orchid, which is the wall where birds fly away from the palace.

"Beautiful dress, tie tie tie, wide sleeved happy dress, Lantian jade on the head, Qin beads behind the ears, how slim and graceful the temples are. There are no good women in the world, but there are only many beautiful women in the harem." Feng inadvertently raised his lips. A school of Confucian scholars and refined scholars, plain robes and white gauze clothes were slightly raised in the wind, his face was like a crown jade, there were many heaven and earth in his belly, pen and ink rivers and mountains, and instructions. This person was so similar to his brother.

"Ah, the white headed palace maid is sitting around and talking about Xuanzong, which is probably the case." there is a desolate and desolate scene in the back palace, which follows everywhere in the cold palace. Feng inadvertently raised his hand to knock on the bright and bright forehead. Finally, his hand stopped. There is a river that can never be crossed between the imperial concubine and the minister.

"The emperor has returned home. Why did the imperial concubine say that?" a leaf in late summer fell in her hair with the wind. The wind didn't want to move in his heart. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently picked the leaf for her. Mu Qianxun's face seemed to be pale all the time and never had a different color like a normal person.

Only when you see mu Qianchen, the eyes will become different.

"You and Youxiang are really your own?" the voice just fell. Chihiro's eyes, which were as calm as the sea at night, fell Yingying tears, which could be seen particularly clearly in the night of Yinmo.

Chihiro lowered her eyes slightly, and the tear ran across her face, which was still as beautiful as a famous flower. She said softly, "yes." it was as if she had exhausted her strength all her life. Although she was unwilling to admit it, she had to admit it.

Mu Qianchen is so elegant. He has read the world's poetry books and is familiar with the world's great history. He is rich in learning. He knows words at the age of two, writes poetry at the age of three, becomes famous all over the world at the age of ten, and has become a new talent in the house of Mu Hou of Tang country. At the age of 15, he was once the Taifu of Gong Qingyue. His theory is like him. There will never be any possibility between them

"The autumn wind is so strong that she has lost the eyes of the imperial concubine." she took out a su PA embroidered with the word wind from her arms and handed it to her. Feng inadvertently put on a light and moist color on her lips, and her eyes are as delicate as the moon.

Looking at the handkerchief, Chihiro's tears trickled slowly on the plain handkerchief, and a trace of moisture was stained from the wind's unintentional heart. It was chilly in the wind in the early autumn. The wind has no intention. His eyebrows and eyes are deep. His imperial dress sways slightly under the sunset before nightfall, and the plain yarn is vague.

"If the imperial concubine doesn't mind, Wei Chen is willing to borrow his shoulder." Feng inadvertently takes back his handkerchief and slowly opens his arms. The long wind blows over the ink like hair and across Qianxun's gorgeous face. With a sense of spring breeze and drizzle, she blinks her eyes. At this time, where is the momentum to instruct the country and scold the ministers to sit firmly under the throne?

It's just a woman. No matter how strong a woman is, it is just a soft, weak heart belonging to a woman.

Mu Qianchen, who turned back in the distance, stood at the corner of the Yuyu attic, quietly listened to the sobbing and helpless voice in the wind, clenched his fingers into a fist, frowned fiercely, and half a ring, the fist closed in his sleeve slowly loosened.

Chihiro's persistence for many years was finally comforted in another person's arms. Mu Qianchen pulled out a bitter smile and patted the long shoulder stunned in one place.

"It's cool in autumn, and my little sister is afraid of cold. Please give the jade to her mother and leave." Qianchen disappeared in a corner of the garden. Feng inadvertently hooked his lips and flashed a trace of helplessness. The woman in his arms was exquisite and small. His open arms just didn't dare to hold her, but stood stunned and let the woman in his arms wipe her tears and snot on her clothes.

Changfu coughed behind them, handed a cloak to muqianxun's side, glanced at the stiff wind with open arms, smiled at muqianxun and said, "madam, it's late at night. Don't freeze you in the shallow autumn."

Mu Qianxun looked at Chang Fu with red eyes. He took out his handkerchief and wiped his eyes. He said softly, "my father-in-law said that my palace is a little dizzy. Just now, thank Zuo Xiang for helping me so that I won't fall down. My palace went back to the Palace first."

In the past, there was nothing wrong with approving the folding with mu Qianchen. They were brothers and sisters, and no one dared to gossip. But now they are different. Feng has no intention. In their eyes, no matter how elegant, how gentleman like jade, men and women are not close, how can they coexist in the same hall will naturally attract criticism.

"By the way, Lord Youxiang came just now and asked the slave to give this to the empress. He said it was going to be cold and asked the empress to take it with him."

It was a piece of jade with warm veins. It was a top-grade jade at first sight. It was warm in winter and cool in summer. The jade was green. It was the color that Chihiro liked. He had seen it inadvertently, so he asked him for it. But he didn't expect to let father-in-law Changfu hand it over to him today.

"It's autumn, the wind is strong, and the imperial concubine should go back to the Palace first, and the memorial minister in the imperial study can deal with it." the gentle look in Feng's unintentional eyebrows is seven points similar to that of Mu Qianchen, with the same sad eyes, the same elegance and gentleness, which makes her at a loss.

Chihiro lowered his eyes, turned and left the lotus Pavilion. At night, his figure disappeared into the palace lanterns rising in the long night. The woman in the lotus Pavilion opposite the center danced while holding the lamp. Her dance sleeves were dyed with the wind. Her posture was ethereal and her body was slim. The wind was careless, but suddenly had no desire to see it.

The prosperity of the palace can't resist the smile of the person in his heart. For the first time in his life, Feng entered the court freely against the order of the world. He has a trace of what he wants to get.

Looking at the low sky moon, a low sigh was raised in the autumn wind. Unintentionally, unintentionally, the master married him with this name, just to make him pure, cold and heartless.