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If her guess was right, this person was either a rich or noble person, and the woman wore a flying phoenix hairpin on her hair. Her work was exquisite, and the precious gem embedded in the middle was also quite rare.

"Who are you?" She raised the teacup in her hand as well, even though she knew that even if the teacup was swung, it wouldn't land on the woman's body.

What a beautiful lady. No wonder the Frigid King was so infatuated with you. What a pity …" "Xia Hou Yu's lips slightly pursed, and her watery eyes sized up Duan Mu Yan. Such a beautiful girl, not to mention a man, even she was moved when she saw her.

"Is this the Southern Yue Imperial Palace?" After which, she walked towards Xia Hou Yu. When the palace maid saw this, she instantly stood in front of Duan Moyan, her eyes filled with a cold light.

"Feng Er, you can leave now. She won't do anything to me!" Xia Hou Yu waved his hand to withdraw from the maidservants standing at the side, and his beautiful eyes that were like butterfly feathers once again shot towards Duan Mu Yan.

"You're quite smart, this is indeed the Southern Mountain's Palace, and it's also the secluded garden that has been forgotten for a long time. Without my permission, no one will come in, so you'd better give up on the idea of running, otherwise the one who will suffer will only be you!" Xia Hou Yu said leisurely, his eyes were emotionless.

"Why am I here? You want to capture me to threaten Shen Hansheng? " In the blink of an eye, he had already moved on to three other places. However, what made her fortunate was that he no longer had to face that disgusting face. As for how to escape, he could only think of one step at a time.

"Wrong, I captured you to help King Han. Miss Meng Yan, do you know how bad your existence is for King Han?" From Xia Hou Yu's point of view, Shen Hansheng's wangfei could only be his niece, Xia Hou Yuying.

"As long as you let me go, I promise I will never meet with King Han again. What do you think?" Duan Mu Yan smiled bitterly. How could she want to be like this? If she had a choice, she would rather never pay Shen Han Sheng for the appointment to the Spring Festival, and even more so, never step into the Lust Immortal Pavilion.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? "You can rest in peace. If there is no order from me, no one will disturb you, but …" Xia Houyu wanted to say something, but stopped. A glint flashed across his eyes, and he immediately turned to look at Feng'er.

"Let's go!" Xia Hou Yu closed her eyes and got up to leave the room. How could Duan Mu Yan allow him to do that? She was pushed back several meters by Feng'er before she could make her way up the wall. There was no doubt that Feng'er's martial arts was not weak.

At the moment when the door was tightly shut, Duan Mu Yan felt that she should not have shouted 'Tian Tian' so rudely. If only Zi Min and the others were here, how wonderful would that be?

The night was dark and deep. Duan Mu Yan sat alone at the square table in a daze for a long time. Fortunately, the table was still lit with candles, otherwise, she really wouldn't have known how to spend the night. His heart suddenly trembled, and a light flashed across Duan Mu Yan's eyes. Without any further thought, she stood up and moved forward!

Borrowing the moonlight, Duan Moyan discovered that she wasn't in a desolate place. There was a four-sided pavilion in front of her, and not far from her room were two specially constructed palaces. Other than bluestone paved roads, the majority of them were flowers and plants.

Duan Mu Yan knew that now was not the time to admire the scenery, so she carefully walked along the bluestone path, only stopping when she arrived at a several zhang tall red door in red lacquer. Under the moonlight, the two words "Underground Garden" were especially eerie and eerie. Duan Mu Yan tried pushing the door open, but no matter how hard she tried, the door wouldn't budge. After trying for a long time, Duan Moyan finally lost all her strength. Just as she was sitting dejectedly by the door, she suddenly heard a burst of beautiful music drifting out from within Serene Garden. The music was gentle and melodious, sometimes like high mountains and flowing water, sometimes like the gurgling of a river.

If this zither music could resonate with Xiao Yuxuan's flute music, it would definitely be a heavenly music to behold. After confirming that she was unable to open the wooden door, Duan Muyan simply headed in the direction of the zither music. The moonlight was like water as it sprinkled a faint halo over the azure stone path.

The sound of the zither grew closer and closer. After passing through a four-sided pavilion in the middle, Duan Mu Yan finally saw the source of the music. A pale pink figure sat cross-legged in the middle of the hundred flowers and played her zither with her index finger.

It was as if all the blood and sweat in the heaven had been poured onto that face. Under the long eyebrows of the sword, her eyes were as bright as the stars on a cold night, her pupils as black as crystals were as deep as the sea, and her gaze that shot out from within seemed to be unstoppable. Her nose was as tall and exquisite, like a jade sculpture. His silvery-white hair, under the night breeze, gave off a sense of serenity and vicissitudes that struck fear into the hearts of people.

Except for the light pink robe, the man in front of him was almost impeccable. That kind of beauty was different from Shangguan Wuye's enchanting charm. There was gentleness in beauty, but there was no lack of firmness.

Such a forbidden garden, other than himself, there was actually someone else here. Not only that, it was a direct descendant of an immortal. A fierce gaze suddenly shot towards Duan Mu Yan, and before Duan Mu Yan could say anything, that faint pink figure moved like a ghost to Duan Mu Yan's side. Her jade fingers, which had been playing the music of nature, were currently pinching Duan Mu Yan's jade neck. Those eyes were so cold that it could freeze one's entire body from the bottom of their feet.

"Who are you?" The man's voice was even more melodious than the sound of his zither, sounding just like the music of the Ninth Heaven. However, at this moment, Duan Mu Yan didn't have the mental state to sense this and could feel the fingers around her neck tighten. Duan Mu only felt a stifling feeling in her chest, as if she was drowning in water. Seemingly noticing Duan Mu Yan's discomfort, the man gradually withdrew his strength. However, his eyes were still as stinging as ice, and they were completely different from his aura.

"Meng Yan, what about you?" After the man let go of her hand, Duan Moyan clutched her chest and gasped for breath. Only then did she raise her eyes and reply in a light voice. Although the man's actions were crude, Duan Moyan didn't show the slightest hint of anger. Perhaps they were both from different worlds, but when Duan Moyan faced the man head on, she actually felt an indescribable sorrow in her heart.

"I... "I don't know …" After Duan Mu Yan gave her name, the man did not say anything else and did not make any further moves. Instead, he indifferently turned around and walked back to the zither.

"Don't go! "Do you have any way of getting me out of here?" In Duan Muyan's eyes, the young man before her had already become her lifeline. She could only hope that he would be able to follow her and leave this secluded garden.

However, Duan Moyan soon dispelled those thoughts. The man did not say a single word, and instead walked toward a palace hall with the Yaoqin in his arms. Since Duan Moyan had nothing to do, she followed him in. As soon as she entered the hall, Duan Mu Yan couldn't help but feel extremely astonished. The palace in front of her was basically a woman's sleeping quarters, the entire palace was decorated from the walls, and even the tea set was a light pink color.

"Tea?" The man looked at Duan Mu Yan and spoke indifferently. There was no trace of anger or happiness in his voice, only an unnoticeable sadness. Duan Mu Yan pursed her lips when she heard him and smiled in response. Seeing the man pour the tea in front of her, Duan Moyan couldn't help but take a sip of it.

"It is indeed good tea, but this taste is similar to Jasmine's and a little more elegant than hers. It seems to be jade-like and even more delicious than the last. If we were to say that it's Longjing, if we don't taste it carefully, we might be mistaken." As Duan Mu Yan was enjoying her meal, she didn't notice the stupefied gaze of the man in the slightest.

"The name of this tea is' Peerless'. It was personally concocted by me. If Lady Meng Yan likes it, you can come and make it at any time!" As the man spoke, he poured a cup for herself as well.

"'Peerless', a good name. Meng Yan boldly asked, is there anyone else who would like to come?" Duan Mu Yan curiously asked as she subconsciously glanced at the man who had just poured tea.

"Naturally, he will come over after a while due to the cold tea. He is usually very busy and only visits me at night when he comes to the garden." As the man spoke, his almond-shaped eyes revealed a hint of brilliance, and his originally expressionless face also had a trace of longing and longing.

"Cold tea? Shen Hanming? " Duan Mu Yan frowned as she once again sized up the man before her. Somehow, she suddenly realized that the man in front of her had a face similar to Shen Hansheng and Shen Hanxin.

"That's right!" Do you recognize cold tea? If it wasn't for my low status, perhaps he would have already been conferred the title of Crown Prince! " The man's eyes dimmed as he spoke, but there was self-mockery in his words.

Male pet? This thought only lasted for a second before it disappeared. If her guess was right, the person in front of her should be Shen Hanming.

"Then he's a prince? It's already very late, should he come? " Duan Mu Yan probed.

"Yes, he is the Second Prince. Ever since the First Prince died in battle, he has been working hard to settle national affairs, and he only wants the Emperor to acknowledge him and me at the same time. Thus, he will not come back so early. Am I being too selfish? " The man turned his gaze towards Duan Mu Yan, his eyes sparkling with an unspeakable grief.

"It has nothing to do with you, actually … Actually, you can go and find him? " Duan Mu Yan could only say that the man before her was definitely a little deranged. Using someone who did not have any self-knowledge, she felt extremely apologetic in her heart. However, she had no choice. She could not just allow herself to be locked up here and not think of any methods.

"I don't know where he is. Ever since we arrived at the Garden of Zhou, I have never gone out, and he has not allowed me to go out either." The man lowered his eyes in silence, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Then I can take you away! As long as you can find a way to open that wooden door! " Duan Mu Yan said unwillingly.

"Really?" The man's face revealed a joyous expression as he excitedly looked at Duan Mu Yan. His eyes were completely unblemished, while Duan Mu Yan also felt ashamed and inferior.