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She entered the door of Bichi Palace with her forefoot, and Wanying left with her back foot. She wanted to visit Sanlang.

It's okay to leave, otherwise some words are asked in front of her...

Luo Wener pinched her hand and was about to ask Lang Hao, but when she turned around, Lang Hao was already gone. Then she turned her head and saw Hu Lun go to the side hall with a tray.

On the tray is a gold-rimmed snow porcelain cup. Although it is tightly covered, the wind blows by, bringing a faint medicinal fragrance.

"General Manager Hu..."

Since she moved into Bichi Palace, Luo Wen'er has spoken for the first time.

But Hu Lun didn't seem to hear it and still galloped all the way.

Luo Wener had to take two quick steps and run to him.

Hu Lun seemed to be shocked, retreated and stared: "Oh, it's Luo Shangyi. What's the matter with us?"

Luo Wener looked into the hall... It was cloudy today, and there was no palm lamp in the hall. I don't know what the man was doing, but she heard two soft coughs...

She moved, but she stood still and whispered, "Is he... serious?"

"Luo Shangyi, what are you talking about?" Hu Lun put his hand around his ears and came closer: "Sh louder, we can't hear it!"

Since Shufei grabbed her ear and roared hysterically that day, Hu Lun has fallen into a state of deafness and often heard him shouting at the palace people.

In winter, Bichi Palace is dead and quiet, so Hu Lun's loud voice also adds a little excitement.

Luo Wener bit her lip, came close to his ear, and tried to keep her voice down...

"Oh, you are asking about the king's body..."

Hu Lun suddenly realized that the volume was suddenly eight times higher, so Luo Wener heard a sudden rustle of the crystal bead curtain in the side hall, as if she saw the man standing up from the lotus bed and rushing to the door.

She hurriedly turned around and ran back to her room without looking back, allowing Hu Lun to scream behind her and not care about the surprised eyes of the palace people.

Hu Lun watched her run away, shook her head, sighed, took the tray and continued to move forward.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Qian Yumo sitting straight on the couch, facing the door. Even through the crystal curtain, he can imagine how expectant and lost the master looks.

I can't help sighing.

Since her identity was exposed, although Luo Wener stayed, she never said a word to her master, and it was as if she hadn't seen her. Although she follows the court every day, she stands there like a decoration... Of course, she doesn't expect her to do anything, but can she look at her master occasionally? Does she know how uncomfortable the master's heart is when she is so twisted?

The master knows that she is upset and has been avoiding her recently, but where can he go?

In the palace of the concubine?

They are not happy, but the master is not happy, and the master doesn't want to be angry with her, but Hu Lun feels that she is just angry!

The eldest princess's Yuexian Palace?

Does she know what some words have become recently? The eldest princess doesn't mind, but the master still needs to take care of Wang Mei's reputation.

So the master walked around the palace, looking for the remote place, and still standing in Huaxing Mountain to blow the wind.

How high is Huaxing Mountain? Standing on it, you can see the whole royal city, but how hard the wind is in such a season.

This palace was originally the master, but now it has been made homeless by her.

How dare you ask the master's body? The master's illness made her angry. Last year, she just coughed, and then left the root of the disease, and this year...

If it hadn't been for the surprise for her, how could the master be so serious?

Qian Yumo coughed again, but tried to suppress it. Hu Lun was distressed and even his eyes turned red.

He stamped his feet and was about to rush out.

"Hight!" Qian Yumo drank and coughed again.

"Master, you can't go on like this anymore! The little one has to let the girl know what the master has done for her!"

"Come back!"

The words didn't fall, but the cough was even worse.

"Master..."

Hu Lun hurriedly lifted the crystal curtain and stroked Qian Yumo's back for him.

"Don't upset her..."

Qian Yumo closed his eyes, lay weakly on the couch, raised his arms, covered his face with sleeves, and coughed twice.

"But..." Hu Lun was unconvinced.

"It's all my own self-shou shou shou, self-shou shou..."

A few whispers came from under the open sleeve, and then there was no sound.

The room was dark, only the clouds outlined by the silver wire on the sleeve trembled and shattered.

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The Miao Xiang Hall.

The crystal glitters and the halo is charming.

It is said that this is the most gorgeous hall in all palaces, specially used to entertain foreign envoys.

During this period, Luo Wen'er saw more and more clearly that the Lord of the boundless Kingdom... In front of people, he was always bright and bright, as if he was afraid that people would not know how extravagant he was. He was always surrounded by beauties, extremely **, afraid that others would not know how lustful and how absurd he was. His smile was confused, and his eyes were charming. Whenever his eyes flashed over him, it floated by, as if she was really just a wisp of air, but she wanted her to follow him and serve at any time.

And her task seemed to be just standing and watching how he directed and acted in this good play.

Today's visit is King Xuwu of the Kingdom, and Dongfang Li, the second brother of Queen Dongfang Ning. This time, they communicate with each other according to the rules. In fact, they want to bring back more treasures to enjoy.

Today is a small year, so the palace banquet was set up in the Miaoxiang Hall.

It's already a cold winter, but there are lotus flowers in the pool, and the little maid of honor rocking the boat and picking diamond horns.

The clothes are yellow and willow green belonging to spring. The surface of the water floats softly, and then reveals a piece of arm from time to time, which is simply eye-catching.

The doors and windows in the hall are all covered, but the wind blowing from nowhere is really as warm as the spring breeze, so it spreads the fragrance of lotus everywhere and makes people intoxicated.

Not only is the throne surrounded by beauties, but also the four walls of the palace, and even the algae wells are painted with beautiful pictures. Sitting or standing, dancing or singing are all lifelike, so that it seems to compare several people who sing and dance in front of the imperial palace.

Those beauties were unwilling to lag behind, so their waists twisted softer and their eyes flew more charmingly, as if they had turned into countless lingering and tough silk to tie the person in the seat firmly.

Luo Wener looked at her nose, nose and tried not to pay attention to the movements around her, but those smiles, those delicate chants, skirts or ribbons that flew into the sight from time to time were like poisonous thorns, drilling straight into her heart.

Finally, when the algae well suddenly floated countless petals like snow, the beautiful women sent by the king of Xuwu rotated in the high music, and then the beauty who led the danced the way as if firing a cannonball and suddenly rolled into Qian Yumo's arms. .

Luo Wener seemed to be the person who was hit and almost spit it out, but she only heard the man laugh loudly.