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A few twigs, which were knocked down by the wind, cross the path by the lake. Zhen Zhen bowed his head and walked forward in silence. He turned a blind eye to the branches on the road. Seeing that she was about to step on them, wu'er quickly came forward to hold her arm and said, "be careful, madam." Niang Niang seldom drinks tea at night. At the banquet tonight, she hardly eats anything and drinks tea frequently. Now she is in a state of being out of her wits. Wu Er can't help asking, "why does Niang Niang hurt her mind?"

Zhen Zhen's step is more and more slow, staring at the lotus leaf swaying in the middle of the lake, suddenly asked in a low voice: "what do you think of the maple?"

"She?" It turned out that the empress was upset all night because of Qingfeng. Wu Er considered for a while, then whispered back: "she is a little different." She had never seen a woman whose face was so ruined and so calm. It's said that her face was destroyed by herself. How hard would it take to hurt her like that? Just imagining cutting herself in the face, her hands trembled. Wu'er's voice just fell, Zhen Zhen's steps slightly stopped, and his body was obviously stiff. Wu'er felt that she had said something wrong and was anxious to comfort her: "but the empress doesn't have to worry too much. Even if Lou Xiang really accepts her sister Qingling and has Lou Xiang as her backing, she is still a foreign woman after all, and won't shake her status?"

Wu'er's flustered explanation not only can't relax Zhen Zhen's heart, but also brings her a dismal smile. Zhen Zhen sighs and replies: "what the emperor likes most is that it's different." The quiet voice is almost blown away by the night wind. Wu er's face is pale and she scolds herself for being confused. How can she forget her master's temperament? The empress cares most about the emperor. She usually goes about all kinds of things just to win the favor of the emperor. What position and power does the master really care about? Wu'er said anxiously: "madam, the so-called difference is just a novelty. It's just so after a long time. No one can take your place in the emperor's heart! "

Can't replace it? Zhen Zhen mouth slightly Yang, smile is full of bitterness, she is not just to replace the princess, become the most favored woman in the palace? Which woman in the palace can't be replaced? Gently put the hair on his forehead which was blown by the night wind behind his ears, Zhen Zhen whispered: "look at the sky, it's going to change. Go back."

Wu Er looked up at the sky. The dark night was like a mass of black ink. She couldn't see the wind and clouds, but heard a few dull thunder. In early summer, isn't a night rain very common? Dance son don't understand the master why so melancholy, just like rain?

The kapok trees in Xixia Palace are flourishing, and the snow-white cotton wadding is scattered with the messy night wind. At first glance, it looks like snow, which is also a unique scenery in the palace. Unfortunately, Fuling doesn't want to enjoy it. The Empress Dowager leaves Qingfeng to talk, and she is driven out of the palace early. Princess Chaoyun is the flesh of the Empress Dowager! For the sake of the princess, the Empress Dowager can't guarantee that she won't use any means. How can Qingfeng deal with it when she first enters the palace? Poria cocos more think more anxious, from time to time to look inside the hall, thought the Empress Dowager will not be so easy to give up, did not expect just a cup of tea Kung Fu, green maple came out.

Poria cocos didn't know what the Empress Dowager had said to her master, but it must not be a good thing to see her gloomy face and angry eyes. Poria cocos didn't dare to ask more, and hurried out of Xixia palace behind her.

The two men walked out of Xixia palace not far away, and the sky really began to rain. At first, the rain was not big, but Qingfeng's body was just better, so when he got into Qingfeng palace, he was afraid of another serious illness.

"Master, you should go back to Xixia palace to take shelter from the rain, and the maidservant should go back to get the umbrella." Poria cocos pulls Qingfeng back, but Qingfeng refuses to look back. Squinting, she finds a small pavilion not far away. She says, "there's a pavilion in front of me. I'll hide there for a while. When the rain stops, I'll go." Let her go back to Xixia palace, she would rather be in the rain.

I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily. Where can the small pavilion used for decoration and landscaping avoid the rain? Unfortunately, green maple, without waiting for Poria cocos to persuade her, runs to the pavilion with her skirt. Poria cocos can only hide in the pavilion with her.

In the small pavilion, they stood quietly, no one spoke, and their ears were full of the crackling sound of the rain hitting the stone bricks. From time to time, there was a brilliant white lightning and thunder in the sky. The night wind and rain came in obliquely. The pavilion was so big that they could not avoid it. Their skirts were wet. Poria cocos carefully looked to the side of the maple, she stood with her back to her, thin back straight, all over the body is full of the breath of thousands of miles away, cold rain hit, she did not move.

The rain is thin and dense. It doesn't rain more, but it doesn't stop at all. It can't stop for a while.

"Maidservant? Let's go back to the umbrella. "

"Poria cocos?" Green maple back to God, Poria cocos has trotted toward the direction of the breeze hall, want to stop her already too late, green maple also lazy to take care of her.

The Empress Dowager is Lou Xiyan's aunt. She came so suddenly today. What do you want to do? What does she want with her sister? Is my sister still in the palace? Or have you left safely? I didn't see Princess Chaoyun tonight. What kind of woman is she? If you really have to wait for a husband with the princess, will your sister be bullied? A lot of problems in her heart, but she can only guess, there is no other way, Qingfeng's heart more impetuous up, do not want to wait in this small pavilion, mention skirt, rain rushed out.

Out of the pavilion, Qingfeng found that the rain was much bigger than she thought. The wet skirt was clinging to her legs, and she couldn't walk. The rain has put out the palace lanterns on both sides of the road. The Palace Road, which is not bright, is even darker now. Eyes are full of rain, green maple can not see the road ahead, want to speed up the pace to return to the breeze hall, but accidentally stepped on the wet skirt, low cry, green maple fell forward. Just when her knee was about to knock on the hard green brick road, her arm suddenly hurt, and her strong strength lifted her up in time, so that she could not fall and get hurt. Qingfeng was still in shock, and a cold and helpless whisper sounded in his ear: "you never look at the road when you walk?"Green maple surprised, suddenly raised his head, again on the pair of indifferent eyes. "It's you?"

Mingze!

Like the first time I saw him, he was beside her, still standing in the night, and she could never see the look on her face clearly. Only this time, he was holding a big black umbrella in his hand, and his forever quiet eyes finally looked directly at her. He has a pair of special eyes, narrow and slightly pick, as if at any time in the light squint, eyes cool, no wonder how to see is indifferent. His hands are warm and powerful. The temperature of his palms comes through the wet thin shirt. It looks hot in the cool rainy night. The heartbeat of the maple is also like the wind and rain outside the umbrella.

In front of the woman, her towering bun is half collapsed by the wind and rain. A few strands of hair are still attached to her forehead. She is holding a long skirt on the ground in her hand. Her skirt is crumpled on her calf. Her embroidered shoes are so wet that they can squeeze out water. Mingze thinks it's funny. Why does she always make herself in a mess every time she sees her? In fact, he had already seen her standing in the pavilion to escape the rain. He didn't want to come here, but he didn't expect that she would suddenly rush out of the pavilion and run around. Seeing that she stood firm, Mingze took back her hand and asked in a deep voice, "it's raining so heavily. Where are you going if you don't stay in the pavilion?"

Deep voice with light blame in the ear again, Qingfeng finally recovered, I do not know what to think of, she suddenly in front of a bright, urgent way: "you are the palace guard, right?"

Mingze was silent for a while, then nodded back and said, "well."

"Did you just come in through the palace gate?"

"Which door are you asking?" The palace has two main doors and four side doors.

Which door? Qingfeng was confused, and she didn't know which door her sister would go in and out. Take a chance. Anyway, she has no one else to ask. Qingfeng said anxiously: "don't mind which gate. Did you see the girl invited by the Empress Dowager out of the palace? She's older than me, she's got scars on her face, and she's about my height? "

"What do you mean? Your sister Qingling

"Yes! That's her Qingfeng is still depicting her sister's appearance. Mingze's words make her overjoyed. He must have seen her. Even if she doesn't come out of the palace, it's good to know where she is.

"She?" The rain is too loud, Qingfeng can't hear him clearly, eager to know the elder sister's news, Qingfeng steps forward and leans forward.

He never looked at her carefully. What impressed her most was the two ferocious scars that ordinary people couldn't bear, and a pair of bright and stubborn eyes. Looking closely, he finally understood why "Qingjia Sanshu" could be famous in six countries. Rain washed the face powder, wet elegant clothes, plain Jane clothes, she is still so sharp beauty, Mingze did not know before, beauty can be described as sharp, and she is such a woman. As long as you look at her carefully, you can't forget it.

Mingze's face was strange. After a long silence, Qingfeng was worried: "what's wrong with her? Talk to me Is there any danger to my sister? Qingfeng drags Mingze's sleeve for fear that he will change his mind and refuse to tell her the news of Qingling.

She is really an acute person, Mingze chuckles: "she was picked up by Lou Xiang before the heavy rain."

"Really?" That's great. This man is still breathing heavily! Because she was worried to death just now, Mingze's mouth was still with a shallow smile, and her cold eyes implied the color of ridicule. Qingfeng was annoyed and hummed, "is it fun to play with me?"

The eyes of tiny Mi light Yang, bright Ze shakes head low sigh a way: "originally you are so don't know good or evil person." "Me?" Qingfeng language plug, Mingze in her most down and most difficult time to help her, today told her sister's situation, even if it is really teasing her, she should not say so, it is really her unkind, stand up straight, Qingfeng slightly bent over salute, seriously said: "thank you."