Chapter 45 Premeditated Palace Banquet 3

Lei Qingqing's master and servant have been ahead for a period of time. Although Xi Xinmiao follows, there is always a gap. In addition, the road section of the palace is complicated, and the rockery vegetation is mixed and staggered. It is really a little laborious for Xi Xinmiao, who has no one to guide.

And Xi Xinmiao can't follow too tightly. After a few corners, there is really no trace of the people in front of him.

On the corridor made of jade, the two masters and servants stopped there. Facing the extremely similar intersections everywhere, she once again sighed at the powerlessness in the direction.

"Ice Ning."

"Miss?"

"Do you think there is any way to save the road idiot?"

"..."

Bingning didn't dare to reply. She really couldn't imagine that her young lady was good in everything, but there was only a small flaw: the sense of direction was very poor.

It was originally a waveless cold eyes stained with a light smile, but it was just a flash. Bing Ning comforted:

"Miss, I guess they should not go far. Why don't we go in two ways?"

Xi Xin, who was about to answer, suddenly looked sharp, and immediately turned his head to the intersection on the left, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked dangerously and vigilantly.

Almost at the same time, through the arched passage of the scarlet stone wall, a bright shadow flashed by, mixed with the slight sound of the leaves being brushed.

When I looked at it again, there was no trace of the sky, as if it had just been an illusion.

"Miss---"

Bing Ning said coldly, thinking that she also saw the unusual just now. There was also a touch of sadness in the eyes that looked at Xi Xinmiao.

The smell just now is so horrible!

Looking at the heart, she still maintains a deep thought. If you look at her eyes carefully, you will find that the obsidian inside is condensed with sharpness.

Just after a quick glance, she saw her eyes: gloomy, cold, and there was no breath of life.

The sneer in the eyes...

At that moment, she seemed to see Manzhu Shahua covered with the underworld, which was sad and strange. Wherever she went, the blood was shining.

The dark flowers poured with blood, and the ghosts of the sun brushed it all day long. The sound was sad and fierce, and the corpses buried under the flowers shouted. Mixed in the gloomy wind is a word - - hate.

She couldn't tell her feelings, but from those eyes, she read hatred. Zhang Yang and naked, unscrupulously bet on her.

But it seems to pass it on to someone through her...

That glance was full of deep meaning, but strangely gave her a trace of faint familiarity.

The alarm bell in Xi Xinmiao's heart is ringing. I'm afraid that things have exceeded her previous expectations...

There are such strange and dark people hiding in the palace, hiding so deeply. And that's obviously for her.

"Miss!" Bing Ning called a few times before calling back the contemplative Xi Xinmiao.

The expression is no longer the relaxed, strong solemn, and the unprecedented worry hits the heart.

"Bing Ning, go back immediately and wait for me in the imperial garden. If I don't come back in a fragrance," Xi Xinmiao paused slightly and said in a slightly heavy tone, "Call Qi Che to come here."

"Miss, be careful." Bing Ning also realized the seriousness of the situation. She took a deep look at the woman, covered the sadness in the corners of her eyes, and did not dare to fly away at all.

Withdrawing the sight of Bing Ning leaving, Xi Xinmiao frowned slightly:

If you are not mistaken just now, the man is wearing a palace costume. Since he doesn't want to be recognized in disguise, I'm afraid that only Qi Che can solve it in the palace. However, it should also be on the basis of everything in time.

Knowing that the man deliberately seduced herself, she couldn't turn a blind eye. At that glance, she couldn't go deep into it.

Because, with that glance alone, Xi Xinmiao is more and more sure of the guess in her heart. All the broken threads seem to be connected. All the conspiracies, all kinds of misunderstandings, and the plotter hidden in the dark finally surfaced today?

Unconsciously, Xi Xinmiao has followed the mysterious man around more than half of the palace. The terrain here has become more complicated, but she has no time to take care of it, and her mind has always been full of crazy shouting.

Plug her out, find her out...

The result of reckless tracking all the way was that she got lost, and she was also lost.

But it doesn't matter. She had handed it over to the ice tracer before she left. As the name implies, it is a kind of worm that can find people's tracks.

However, this kind of bug is only for special smells**.

Since the occurrence of ice condensation, she has developed this special spice day and night. She and the people around her have applied this powder, which is colorless and tasteless. Only the tracer she specially cultivates can smell it.

Therefore, Xi Xinmiao dares to follow it with confidence.

Just at the present, Xi Xinmiao looked around, and the raised frown between her eyebrows did not decrease, and a wooden plaque between her turned her head into her eyes - Suixin Pavilion.

With a slight raise of eyebrows, thousands of thoughts have crossed my mind. An almost dusty name jumped into her mind: Bai Jie.

The only concubine in the palace who is pregnant with a dragon's heir is full of favor.

Xi Xinmiao doesn't know much about her rumors. After all, this is just an irrelevant thing for her.

The only deep impression was that when she first came to Qi Che's mansion that day, she was still an arrogant concubine.

But now... the corners of the lips slowly lead out a touch of arc, like sighing and mocking: making fun of people.

Thinking of another woman who also lives in this high wall, the curvature of her lips was pulled into a touch of sarcasm.

The struggle between women has always been a one-man show, and it is always the one who watches the play.

It's just really seen through. How many people are there?

Looking at the simple and quiet Suixin Pavilion, which is completely different from ordinary concubines, it seems to show the emperor's unusual treatment of the house owner.

To be precise, it's extra care. I don't want the secular vulgarity to disturb the tranquility here.

Whether it is this casual pavilion or the woman who lives in it, it is a special existence for him.

Xi Xinmiao intuitively believes that if an emperor can treat a concubine differently, it must be different from the so-called favorite concubines sitting on tall buildings.

And... She suddenly restrained her look. The man deliberately led her here, and there were no guards here, as if she knew that she was coming to deliberately detach others' gestures.

It seems to be attracting her forward, silently calling and leading...

With his eyes darkened, he finally raised his feet and walked towards the unknown inside...

It's just that Xi Xinmiao doesn't know that this is indeed a special place for the emperor. But she just guessed the former correctly. The reason why it is special is not because of the owner of the pavilion.

As for who else is, when she really goes inside and sees everything inside, maybe she will know...

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A weak question, I haven't updated it for so long. Why don't you drop the collection?!! I was really scared~~ I'm a little panicked... By the way, pay attention to the spectators watching on the radio. There is a chapter missing, which is complete in vertical and horizontal~~