Shenzhou

Qinfu Xiangxin lake, a row of winding corridors, are all sealed with glass roof and crystal, a corridor with seven colors of glass, shining in the sun, very dazzling.

There are small windows in the corridor. From each window, you can see different sceneries.

There is a unique branch protruding from the eaves, and a mossy stone wall pressed by the snow color.

At first glance, the scenery is sparse and scattered, and the pavilions and pavilions are each beautiful.

With a smile on her lips and a very delicate red cypress wood tray in her hand, she walked through the corridor and into the Huizhi Pavilion in the Xiangxin lake.

Under the silver and pink chest, the waist is high and tied up. Under the skirt, there is a pomegranate skirt with thin color of quicksand. On the belt of the same color, there is a jade gourd bell. The ringing of the bell in the walking room is accompanied by the wind.

The hairpin on the head is shaking and the jade beads are twining.

The most conspicuous is a five blessing Ruyi Zan hairpin inlaid with a large pearl, which shows a dazzling luster in the sun.

When Shi Yongqian entered Huizhi Pavilion, she slowed down her steps intentionally, and the smile on her lips deepened gradually. A pair of beautiful eyes twined on the young man in the pavilion, took a deep breath, and walked in with two handmaidens.

In Huizhi Pavilion.

A slender man in a purple shirt was sitting on one side of the pillar, spreading a book on his knee, propping his hand on the arch appendix against his forehead, and swinging his hand at will.

Even when he fell asleep, the man's eyebrows were still slightly wrinkled.

Shi Yongqian walks over and just reaches out, trying to smooth the melancholy between his eyebrows.

But when the cold light flashed, the man had opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on her coldly, with a touch of dark green cold light on the bottom of his eyes, and then disappeared.

"Ah!" Shi Yongqian's hand shook, and the tray he was holding fell to the ground with a crash, and the white jade porcelain on it broke into pieces.

"Ah miss!" Two maids rushed forward to hold Shi Yongqian, who was leaning backward.

The man gently retracted the dagger between the palms, returned the dagger to the scabbard, and retracted the broad sleeve.

The cold and abnormal eyes, without temperature, swept Shi Yongqian's eyes, with a few threads of impatience between them.

"Upholstery." A cold voice sounded.

A dark shadow fell on his side, kneeling on one knee. "The decoration is surging."

"Pull out the things that carry the Lord outside and kill them." The man said coldly, "don't let me see them later."

"Yes!"

Outside Huizhi Pavilion, there were several cries of men and women. Someone knelt down and shouted to Huizhi Pavilion, "please forgive me, please forgive me.".

"Ah -" after several screams, the wind of the knife disappeared in the air.

Then, there was no more of those stabbing noises.

Shi Yongqian is biting the thin lip and trembling all over. "You, you?"

"Er childe, you are so inhuman!" One of the maids couldn't help exclaiming, "our young lady is kind enough to give you lotus seed soup. You, if you don't appreciate it, it's enough to humiliate her! You, you! "

Shi Yongqian covered her face and cried, "ah Xin, what's wrong with you? Since you came back half a year ago, right, right, right... "

Mr. Qin ER was shocked.