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A lifelike rattan sparrow appeared in front of Baili Feixue. When she reacted to it, a hand had appeared on her waist.

Xie Zimo gently embraced her from behind, pressing his chin against her neck.

The ambiguous laughter blended into the gurgling stream in front of the 100 miles of fragrant snow.

"Long time no see. Do you miss me?" Xie Zimo played with the rattan braided sparrow in his hand, using its small mouth to peck at the fragrant snow of a hundred li.

It was a kind of tingling feeling, which made Baili Kui Xue feel uneasy, and her heart itch.

"Yes." This simple word surprised Xie Zimo. He didn't expect her to reply so straightforwardly, it didn't seem like her normal style at all.

Or could it be that in the ten days she had spent with Ning, she had made up her mind? You want to be nice to him? He had to be honest?

However, the second half of Kui Xue's words was like cold water, directly extinguishing the fire burning in Xie Zimo's heart.

"Every day, I wonder when you will come and when you will bring me into the palace."

"I'm so hurt when you say that." Xie Zimo looked at Kui Xue with wounded eyes. He let go of her arms and sat down next to the stream. The silver robe embroidered with orchids was noble and elegant. His thick and powerful fingers held a grass vine in his hand to weave a sparrow. "Yu Wen and Yu Xuan taught me how to weave it, cute, right?"

"So ugly, it looks like a chicken."

"Come, come to my side and let me have a good look at you." Xie Zimo stretched out his hand towards the fragrant snow, but seeing that she did not react, he directly pulled her down. He handed her the weaved rattan sparrow. "For you. If you don't like it, then throw it away. It's not expensive anyway."

"I like it, though it's ugly." Fuxue received the vine and made a sparrow, smiling faintly.

Xie Zimo trembled slightly. Was this her true thoughts?

"Sometimes I wish you would tell me what you think." Xie Zimo felt tired from sitting, so he changed into a different position and lay down, placing his head on Mo Juyi's thigh, "It's been almost half a year since we've known each other, right?"

The sweet snow of a hundred miles did not answer.

"Why won't you admit that you like me?" Xie Zimo continued to ask.

"Is there any point in continuing to ask? And you said you wouldn't ask again. "

"Fine, I won't ask. There will be a day when you are willing to admit it."

The clear stream flowed into his dream like a song.

The setting sun of that day was abnormally gentle. Qing Feng landed on the two of them. His hair and their radiance lingered around each other, forming an unexplainable relationship. Xie Zimo secretly opened his eyes, looking at the outline of the fragrant snow outlined by the light.

It was actually very easy to see through Kui Xue's thoughts. She liked to say the opposite, so her emotions would not show too clearly. However, if she wanted to do something, she could ignore it. Actually, she was very real, but compared to her, Xie Zimo was much more secretive.

It's not fair, is it?

But I'm afraid of losing you, afraid that you will alienate me, afraid that one day, you will leave, and I, I, will not be able to face you.

I can't tell you my real purpose yet. Sorry, I've been lying to you.

After leaving the Peach Blossom Forest, Xie Zi Mo told Baili Kui Xue to follow the dancer into the palace. She stayed in the palace with the group of performers for a few days. Everyone learned that Luo Ying was performing in the palace, so they were all curious about her face under her eyeshadow.

Unfortunately, the sweet snow from 100 li was too cold, and emitted an aura that prevented strangers from approaching. No one dared to casually approach.

On the day of Liu Heng's birthday, many treasures were presented in the main hall. These precious treasures were placed all over the hall. Those invited to the court, after giving their congratulations, took their places at the table, drinking wine and waiting for the birthday feast to begin.

The palace maid carried a wine jug and stood behind each table, pouring wine for those who were invited. The main hall was decorated with a ding. As the musicians knocked, the melodious melody reverberated throughout the main hall.

As the Prime Minister, Xie Zimo was one of the people invited. He sat at the banquet with a few girls that he had brought along and they flirted with him from time to time.

All these were things that Lu Shaoheng viewed with disdain.

Seated beside Lu Shaoheng, Liu Gexi was dressed in a long skirt and had a phoenix crown on her head. She looked like a mother to the world as she smiled faintly. Yu Jing, who was sitting to the side, had also changed into a new set of clothes, making her look a little flirtatious. Yan Fei and Wu Fei were both young ladies from influential families. They both maintained their elegant postures and sat in their proper places.

At the beginning of the performance, the singing and dancing ladies took note of the stage.

Everyone was watching the spectacular performance. Applause accompanied the music, resounding through the entire hall.

In the yard, a hundred miles of fragrant snow was still waiting for a summons.

At this moment, a wasp flew in and landed on Mo Juanxue's shoulder. Following that, the fragrant snow from a hundred li away held her breath, and a burst of strange fragrance drifted out from within the courtyard.

However, in half a moment, other than Baili Feixue, the rest of the people in the courtyard fell to the ground and entered a coma.

Xiao Kong casually swung the small gourd, jumping out and waving it in front of Baili Feixue a few times.

There was no one around, so the sweet snow of 100 li also took off half of the eye.

"Beautiful snow, long time no see. You're still as beautiful as ever. Come and give me a hug." Xiao Kong pounced on her, and she dodged to the side.

"Don't pounce." Kui Xue sighed. Xiao Kong did not change at all. He was lively and enthusiastic, making people unable to bear him, "Long time no see, how were you doing in the palace?"

"You can eat and sleep, but you're not free." Xiao Kong pursed his lips, sitting on the table in the courtyard. He grinned at Kui Xue, "Kui Xue, recently I discovered a secret about master."

"Secret?"

"Fragrant Snow, so the empress dowager and master were intimate, and then the empress dowager seemed to have been infected with some sort of poison. She had to take the medicine for a long time, and master seemed to have allowed us to enter the palace to look for the antidote." When the effects of the medicine were almost over, he jumped down and said to Kui Xue, "I still have to go and fry the medicine, they're almost awake. Remember to put on your eyeshadow, I'll be leaving first."

Xiao Kong skipped past the people on the ground, and then hummed a small tune as he left.

Forthright took a deep breath as he pondered over what Little Kong had just said.

Lu Zixu and Liu Yunxi were once lovers? So the reason why Lu Zixu arranged for them to inquire about the matters of the palace was actually for Liu Heng Xi?

What did the words of Lu Zixu, who knew Liu, mean? Was Lu Zixu a member of the palace as well?

The Hundred Miles of Fragrant Snow put on her eyeshadow and sighed.

Perhaps there was no need to delve into these matters. She only needed to remember that Lu Zixu was her savior. Just like Lu Zixu had once said, knowing too much might not be a good thing. In this world, only dead people would not reveal their secret.

In the main hall, the girl left after her performance. However, the next performer didn't appear. The people in the hall began to whisper and involuntarily looked towards the door.

Lu Shaoheng couldn't help but frown, and raised his head to look at Lin Xuan behind him. Just as Lin Xuan was about to go down the hall and take a look at the courtyard, a strand of red silk flew in and firmly tied onto the suspended beam. A demonic red figure flew in and appeared before everyone's eyes.

The long skirt embroidered with blue lotuses spread out, and the red gauze dress danced in the air, as if flying through a colorful cloud. Half of her eyes covered the woman's face, revealing her vermilion lips, revealing an alluring luster. The woman's long hair was tied up in a bun, and two strands of hair flew lightly in the wind.

The woman was dressed in an illusory and illusory attire. The guests at the table were all dumbstruck as they watched on.

The red silk flew out and wrapped itself around the four sides of the suspended beam.

A hundred miles of fragrant snow fell lightly, like a flower swaying on a duckweed. The golden cuffs fell in a zigzag fashion, and a long red ribbon wound around the hands of Kui Xue. She tapped the tip of her foot and elegantly spun down. The red silk rippled like water, entangling endless feelings.

The red silk was loose, and the fragrant snow from a hundred miles fell lightly to the ground. The fragrant snow that was standing on the middle point of the four pieces of red silk suddenly rotated. The red silk started to close in on the center, and just as the 100 miles of fragrant snow stopped, it turned into a beautiful blue lotus.

Xie Zimo, who was sitting in the spectator's seat, pursed his lips into a smile.

This sweet snow guy, if she was to act so flirtatious, it would be impossible for anyone to resist her. It was simply a charming fox that no one could fathom.

The ever-changing dance posture was like the trembling petals in a flower bush, attacking the fluttering beauty that filled the sky. The red flowers flew in the air from the red silk covering the hundred li of the fragrant snow.

Lu Shaoheng stared fixedly at the Baili Kui Xue, who was wearing a pair of glasses, as if he was thinking about something. He suddenly extended his hand, retrieved a hairpin from Yu Jing's hair, and threw it towards the Hundred Miles of Snow. Half of their eyes landed on the ground as the guests seated there gasped in surprise.

Lu Shaoheng's lips slightly moved and the expression in his eyes slightly changed. "It's her?"

Baili Xiang Xue didn't stop her steps just because of the sight of Lu Shaoheng. She danced in circles, casting her peripheral vision at Lu Shaoheng, looking extremely charming.

A long length of red silk was suddenly thrown in the direction of Lu Shaoheng. Glimmers danced in Lu Shaoheng's eyes as he reached out to grab the red silk, smiling.

The red silk spun a few times in his hand, then he yanked it back. Fifty miles of fragrant snow followed Lu Shaoheng's strength, and flew over, falling onto his thigh like a butterfly.

"You are Luo Ying?" Lu Shaoheng tried to hold the fragrant snow by her seductive chin.

A warm breath fell on Kui Liangxue's face and Lu Shaoheng's body emitted an intangible sense of danger.

Xie Zimo, who was sitting at the table, raised his eyebrows coldly. He gripped his wine cup even more tightly, wanting to break the cup in his hand.

"Yes, it's me." Baili Kuangxue replied.

"Why did you save me that day?" Lu Shaoheng's lips moved closer, as if he could kiss the delicate vermilion lips of a hundred miles of fragrant snow at any time.

"When I was practicing dancing that day, I coincidentally saw you being assassinated, so I saved you." Mo Qianni lightly blinked her eyes, and faintly smiled like a poison, exuding an irresistible charm.

Anyone who saw it would want to try it out, but the instant they tasted it, they would be doomed.