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2.  First Step into the Deep Palace (2)

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    The world is full of fragrance in April, and the tea is fragrant, and the quiet and white moonlight is scattered at will, and the blue light is like washing.  It adds a softness to this majestic palace.  Li Sha walked slowly along the palace path, looking at the beautiful and beautiful Dragon City through the palace candles in the distance.

    The new dynasty Dazhao has only been established for more than ten years, but it can vaguely appreciate the sluggish situation of the previous dynasty.

    Duan Muming, the emperor of the Jokhang Dynasty, coveted Mei Ji, the noble concubine of the previous emperor, and then tried to join the dynasty and seize the world.  Unexpectedly, Concubine Mei and the first emperor promised each other life and death, and died with hatred.  Did Duanmu Ming get Concubine Mei?  What is even more embarrassing is that Duanmu's original wife was originally the late emperor's sister.  After the establishment of the new dynasty, the former imperial concubine has not appeared in front of everyone.

    She Duan Lisha has entered the palace for several days.

    Since she entered the palace by decree and was regarded as a guest of honor by the emperor, she walked in the palace alleyway late at night, so naturally no one would obstruct her.

    She walked very slowly, but she was still gradually moving away from Jingming Qiongyuan where she lived.

    The candlelight was flickering and flickering, and it was very ghostly.

    After walking for an unknown amount of time, she walked along the vermilion high wall, stroking the dotted palace walls.  It seems that every section of the palace wall has its own story.  Gradually, Risha saw dim lights in the distance.  Then he walked along the open fire all the way.

    When it arrived, Fang was surprised!

    There is such an elegant small pavilion in the land of Pianyu.

    Under the white moon, the clear water is like willows.  The lake is quiet and quiet, like a piece of crystal-clear emerald shining with emerald luster. From a distance, the boundless lake is like a black velvet, glowing in the quiet night.  The lake water is still, and a tank of thick wine will make you feel refreshed.  Every short section of the wooden bridge leading to the waterside pavilion is lit with a simple and elegant candle, and the sky and the earth see the bright moon shining brightly, reflecting the golden waves of the lake and river, as if there are thousands of silver snakes swimming.  The dark green satin on the water pavilion trembled under the moonlight, as if emitting a dim light.

    In the hazy water pavilion, a man was vaguely seen in a crescent white robe, with a tall and straight figure, and the corners of his clothes were flying.  However, the man lowered his head, and a little hair fell down his neck in the air. Although it was only in profile, it was not difficult to see what kind of peerless man he was.

    By candlelight, Lisha clasped her hands lightly in front of her body, walking curiously like a water pavilion in the middle of the water.  She advanced slowly, with an inexplicable impulse that attracted her to keep moving forward.

    As it got closer, it turned out that he was painting.

    Dazed for a moment, while hesitating, he turned around and wanted to leave as soon as he thought about it.

    Suddenly there was a cold murmur.  After passing through thousands of miles, it came to her ear.

    "Since you're here, why did you return halfway?" The man held a paintbrush in his hand, but he didn't stop talking. "Are you scared?" The mocking and mocking voice sounded again.

    Lisha turned around, feeling angry.  The colder the place, the more weird it is.  Lisha wondered why the forbidden garden of the deep palace was deep again, the gate of the palace had already been locked, so it was impossible for outsiders.  But it won't be the emperor, the emperor is already old, not like the handsome young man in front of him.  But in a remote place, he was alone, with no attendants around him, and no imperial guards to stop him.

    Who would it be?  Is it the same as yourself?

    ?Suddenly, a cold wind blows, and the lingering forge is blown, dancing with the wind.  Blowing into the sky, enchanting and charming.

    It was a white robe with a double layer of gold thread embedded in the collar and sleeves.  A delicate jade pendant was pinned to the purple jade belt, but it was not clear what totem it was.

    "Since you're curious, why don't you come over here yourself and find out, girl!"

    When it is like the sound of water, it penetrates through layers of prosperity and penetrates like bone marrow, floating to the heart.  She was in a trance, and what the man said made her even more stunned.  Always remember who you are.  She, Duan Lisha, has been surrounded by stars since she was born, and she has seen nothing human.  She is not afraid of thieves, rascals, or founding heroes.  Now it's just a strange man, but it makes her flustered.

    "Lisha is just passing by, just curious!" Finally found her voice.  "Sir, it's really elegant to paint here late at night!" He took a step forward and calmly walked towards the dark green silk.

    Hearing her words, the man paused for a moment, and raised the corners of his mouth involuntarily.

    "Lisha? It turned out to be the granddaughter of Lord Duan. It was just as the rumors said.!"

    Raising his right hand, he dipped a bit of the ink in the upper right corner of the table, and then lightly traced it on the drawing paper.  Although he didn't look up, it could be seen that he didn't show any surprise at all.

    Glass yarn is unknown.

    "Rumors? It seems that Lisha has already become famous all over the world!" Although Duan Jicheng is well-known in the world, it is still the first time for her to step out of Duanji City, and she is more or less tempted by the outside world.

    & nbsp; Hearing what Lisha said, she raised her head slowly.

    It turned out that she was already standing in the attic of the water pavilion, standing beside her, her eyes smiling.  Risa didn't care about the man wantonly massing herself, but looked into the painting.

    There is a woman in the painting, a noble and decent woman.

    ? About two decades old, bright blue solid color palace attire, a little simple but luxurious.  Sitting upright in front of the qixuanqin, stroking the strings with slender hands.  There was a flash of intelligence in her clear eyes, and her red lips curled up, as if she was looking at someone.

    However, women only occupy a small half of the huge drawing paper, and it seems that the painting is not finished.

    "Folk rumors, Duan Lisha, the granddaughter of the lord of Lisha City, has never known the heights of the sky and the earth, and acted recklessly." Picking up the paperweight, flattened the corner of the painting that was blown up by the wind, and placed it lightly on top.  Glancing at Lisha, her eyes were like ink trays, shining with starlight.

    "Miss Duan, being able to come here alone in the middle of the night is a well-deserved reputation!"

    Glass yarn frowned.  "Sir, are you mocking Lisha?" After walking for a long time, her feet were already sore and numb, so she sat on the stool unceremoniously and looked at the painting more carefully.

    It is undeniable that Lisha, the woman in the painting smiled lightly, and the mountains and rivers were moved by it.

    "Is it Mr.'s favorite?" Lisha asked curiously after looking at it for a while.  No, her eyes are peaceful, not like the clear and worry-free eyes of ordinary girls, the corners of her eyes are slightly narrowed, and she looked at a certain time.  I believe that there is the most precious and cherished person of the woman in the painting in that direction.

    "If Lisha's guess is correct, the picture is Mr.'s mother!" She glanced at the smiling man.  "If Lisha guesses right again, sir is the fourth prince Duanmu Ding!" I heard that the fourth prince is the son of the former princess Nalanmin, and the former emperor Nalanmin disappeared more than ten years ago, and there is no one around.  seen.

    There are rumors among the people that Emperor Nalanmin had been destroyed ten or six years ago, and her husband, the current emperor Duanmuming, committed suicide on the day when he attacked the city, and passed away.  There are also rumors that she was murdered by Huanghe Helanwei who followed Duanmuming to fight the country.

    It is also rumored that Diji Nalanmin saw through the world of mortals, became a nun, and was often accompanied by a dead lamp.

    And her son Duanmu Ding was also the eldest son, but he was still crowned king when he was weak.  Although the whereabouts of the biological mother is unknown, she is also the wife of the current emperor.  Up to now, he has been conferring a prince who should be a prince, which makes people puzzled.

    Even some princes born to unfavored concubines have become kings in their weaker years. Only the fourth prince, Duanmu Ding, is still a prince and lives in the palace.

    However, the emperor doted on the prince very much, and he often took it with him, but he never interfered in the government affairs, and he would write and draw on weekdays.  In addition, the emperor appointed Duanmuche, the son of the current empress, the emperor's first heir, as the crown prince.  The emperor's ambiguous attitude caused the court ministers to waver.

    I don't know whether to get closer to the queen, or to support the son of the former imperial concubine.

    "Hehe, my father once said that your grandfather, Duan Houye, is very cunning and thoughtful. It seems that Miss Duan has inherited the advantages of Duan Houye, she is really very clever!"

    Only then did Duanmu Dian really look carefully at the glass yarn that was close at hand.  The aqua-blue palace dress with green gauze and water sleeves, on the chest is a moon begonia that is exquisitely embroidered in Suzhou and Hangzhou.  The long crescent white silk drape swayed and tugged at the ground.  A little powder was applied.  Under the alluring appearance, it is not difficult to see the natural craftsmanship.

    Lisha's eyes were watery, and a little cunning.  When she looked up, she saw Duanmu Ding staring at her silently. She was very uncomfortable with those eyes staring at her.  Lisha had an illusion, that deep eyes seemed to be able to see through her.

    She wanted to look away, but she seemed to be attracted, and she couldn't look away no matter what, so she lowered her head.  After a while, she raised her head and forgot to enter a pair of jewel-like black eyes, like a whirlpool, sucking in all the light around her, together with her breathing, which was beyond redemption.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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