Chapter 422

The woman around brother Che can only be Zhen Jinghong!

"Miss Yan, you should know your identity very well. To put it bluntly, you are the spy placed by the emperor of Yan in the prince's residence of the northern kingdom. Even if brother Che sincerely marries you, the queen and your majesty will not have a good face for you, but I am different. I stand with brother Che from beginning to end and have a great cause to complete for thousands of years, You really shouldn't hold him back. "

Different from her clever appearance in front of Hao lianche, she didn't need to hide in front of Yan Qiqi. She told her purpose and wanted Yan Qiqi to retreat.

In modern times, Yan Qiqi liked watching palace fights when he was free. Many concubines fought to the death for the emperor. At that time, Yan Qiqi didn't understand why. She didn't understand until she crossed here.

If men, like Hao lianche, are born with a beautiful appearance, those women will really go crazy.

Just like the Chenyang county leader, she was originally a rare strange woman in the world. However, she couldn't see through the love pass. She ran to her to say something out of tune.

LAN Ruoxiang was about to burn. Yan Qiqi took out a piece again and lit it. Then he spoke slowly, "don't worry, Hao lianche won't marry me, and I won't marry him."

Zhen Jinghong is not a three-year-old child. Naturally, he won't believe it. "Why should I believe you?"

Yan Qiqi wanted to laugh a little, "Miss Zhen, you came to me to plead guilty because you ate flat in Hao lianche?"

She was so beautifully dressed and her makeup was so beautiful that she ran to the star picking hall, but she didn't have to think about it. She knew that Hao lianche gave her a cold face.

Speaking of her pain, Zhen Jinghong didn't speak for a long time and had to leave bitterly.

Yan Qiqi watched her leave and took out the jade pendant Ji Xiao had given her before. His eyes were full of determination

It gets dark very early in winter in northern China.

Just after the eleventh hour, the distant sky is already dotted with stars in the night sky. The sunset leaves the last ray of sunshine and moonlight. The whole horizon is golden in black and purple, which is extremely dazzling.

A simple looking carriage was driving at a constant speed to the northern palace. There was only one person in the carriage.

The servant girl was dressed in an ordinary bun and dressed in a regular manner. Her eyes were as black as grapes, and her face was tender and white, but she still looked timidly at the beautiful scenery galloping past her eyes. Her hand carrying the car curtain trembled slightly, which felt like a dream.

After about half a cup of tea, the carriage stopped steadily at the door of a palace.

At this moment, the last light in the sky has hidden into the horizon, and the sky is completely dark.

As soon as she landed the carriage, the coachman drove it away. There was no one around her, only the open white marble railing. The steps were like a ladder and could not see the end.

In early winter, the wind still cut her face, especially when there was no shelter. Rao was dressed very thick and her teeth still trembled with cold.

Through the swaying palace lanterns, she vaguely saw a man standing in front of the hall.

Clearly separated by tens of meters, she could still see the man's appearance of a beautiful jade tree facing the wind, overlooking the world like a God.

All of them have come. We can only move forward bravely.

Every step up, her heart beat faster, and she was about to jump out of her chest.

The distance of tens of meters just let her out of the feeling of climbing mountains and mountains.

The man in the distance just now is less than half a meter away from himself. He is a real living man. The night wind blows his clothes and makes a sound of hunting.

Facing the palace lantern, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, so she had to squeeze out a smiling face first, and then began to ask, "excuse me, how can I get to the star picking hall?"

I don't know whether the man heard it or not. He still didn't move.

She had to be patient to ask again, but before she spoke again, the man spoke first, "happy, this palace has been waiting for you for a long time."

The sound

Qingyue's voice is like the blue stone in the water stream. It is cold and thin. The tone is too familiar. It completely coincides with the voice in her memory. She forgot her surprise and can only stand in place foolishly.

The man sidled out of the dark.

At the moment, his whole person is standing under the bright palace lamp, his sword eyebrow is slightly raised under his full and smooth forehead, his dark eyes are a little darker than the night, his eyes are sharp, his long eyelashes have a shadow on his eyelids under the light of the palace lamp, his bright yellow robe, golden hollow belt, and the jade pendant she is no longer familiar with

At the moment, she just felt that the man in front of her was more unattainable than she remembered. She was happy, her mind was swollen and her ears were buzzing. She listened to herself and called out the name of the man in front of her, "Yun, childe Yun? You... "

Joy took a sneak look at the ground with her big eyes. There was a shadow, not a ghost. She tried to restrain her impulse to run when she wanted to run. She held her clothes tightly with both hands, forcing her trembling limbs to calm down.

In the state of Yan, everyone knows that Yun Xian, the only son of the Yun family, died of a sudden illness and has long been buried in the Yun family's ancestral grave. Now a living Yun Xian appears in the northern palace thousands of miles away and says she is not afraid that it is false.

She would have thought she had stepped into the hall of hell if the forbidden guards had not walked nearby from time to time.

"It's windy outside. Come in." Simple eight words, but let a happy heart suddenly calm down.

This is not Yanluo hall. The man in front of him is indeed childe Yun.

Joy took a deep breath and followed him into the hall.

It was warm inside the palace, and the heat rushed to my face, driving away the deep chill in an instant.

Just now she was too nervous. She didn't notice. At the moment, she just felt that the hall she was in was very elegant. The incense burners placed on the table were all gilt hollowed out ovens, from which wisps of smoke came out from time to time. The fragrance bursts made people feel like being in a sea of flowers.

In the hall, there are carved beams and painted buildings, and the columns are all Panlong with clear scales, which seems to be flying into the sky.