Chapter 175 Don't know each other

Mo Ziyao frowned slightly, "This is not good. Everyone knows that this palace has been banned. If people see it, won't they gossip again?"

Wanqiu came over and said, "Don't be afraid. Everyone's attention is all about the dinner today. On this cold day, who will be bored and run to the imperial garden? Besides, the emperor only said that the Empress did not have to go to the dinner party, and did not say that the Empress would not leave at will?

Mo Ziyao felt the same after listening to it, so she was also interested: "Okay, we will go down the mountain after lunch, but in late autumn, you can go down and tell the empress dowager first."

"It's natural. I'm going now." Wanqiu smiled and turned out.

After coming here for a long time, he came back in late autumn and said happily, "The Empress Dowager is accurate. She only said that the snow is heavy. Let's be careful." So after lunch, the group went down the mountain with a smile.

The gravel road in the imperial garden was cleaned by the palace people, and the road was a little slippery, so you have to be careful when walking. It must be cold. At this time, the concubines must have gone to the main hall to attend the meeting, and the maids and internal supervisors of each palace were also guarded in their respective palaces. Occasionally, the Yulin bodyguards and internal supervisors who patrolled the night passed by and saw Mo Ziyao just saluted slightly.

Wangmei Garden is in the southeast corner of the Royal Garden. The way is a little far away. Fortunately, the wind is not strong, and the snow has begun to stop. Although the chill hits people, they have been prepared for a long time, and their clothes are extremely thick and can withstand it. After walking for about ten minutes, he arrived at Wangmei Garden.

They were about to enter the garden when a group of people came from afar. At the front was a man in a blue official robe, but his official clothes were not the same as the ministers. The ministers' clothes were embroidered with various rare birds according to the grade, and the man's robe in front of them was embroidered with eight-clawed golden pythons. He was accompanied by a young woman dressed in gorgeous purple.

Mo Ziyao didn't dare to look more. She thought that it must be some prince and his family. She thought that she could not see her as her, not to mention that she still had injuries on her forehead, which made people laugh. So he hurriedly dodged behind the trees on the roadside.

Yunlan didn't find anyone in front of her at first, but they were very close as soon as they turned the corner. When she found that there was no time to hide when she came, she turned around to block Mo Ziyao's body, pretended to tighten the fox Qiu for her, and said to Wanqiu and Yuzhi next to her, "Block the Empress!"

The two maids were also clever and hurried forward to surround Mo Ziyao tightly.

In a blink of an eye, the group had come to Mo Ziyao. She suddenly felt that her heart was beating inexplicably. She thought that she must be afraid of being seen by the prince and others, so she was so nervous.

Ruan Lingheng came to attend the New Year's Eve family banquet and didn't plan to go to the Royal Garden, but for some reason, he still came here. According to the Empress Dowager's intention, he brought Princess Murong to the family banquet today.

He was not very happy when he came to the dinner party. He walked all the way, but his mind had long drifted away. He thought that he might meet Mo Ziyao at the banquet and sighed. If he really met her, how would he face her?

When he walked to Mo Ziyao's four people, he suddenly felt that his heart speed accelerated, and he even began to get excited, which was a strange feeling. So there was a thrill in my heart, "Zi Yao?" He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mo Ziyao, but only saw the back of Yunlan and others. He shook his head. What was he thinking? How could it be her? It was just a group of maidservant.

At this time, Princess Murong seemed to look at Yunlan and the others, but there was a little disdain in her eyes, so she reached out and took Ruan Lingheng's arm and said delicately, "What is the prince looking at? I'm afraid the Empress Dowager is waiting for us. Let's go there quickly."

Ruan Lingheng didn't say anything. He turned his head doubtfully and looked at Yunlan again. He broke off Princess Murong's hand without a trace and accelerated his pace to walk past Mo Ziyao's side.

When Yunlan saw that they had gone far away, she let go. Mo Ziyao came up and stared at Ruan Lingheng's back closely. She always felt that this person gave people a familiar feeling, so she asked, "How many princes are that?"

Yuzhi, who was beside him, quickly said, "I know! That's the sixth prince, the prince of Pingzhen, the most beautiful man in Quan Ruan Nanguo!" After saying that, his face was still excited, and even his face turned slightly red because of excitement.

"Oh." Mo Ziyao answered and didn't think about it. She was not curious about beautiful men, just because she was used to seeing them and didn't feel special.

Step into the garden, you can smell a fragrance from afar, lingering. If there seems to be nothing, it only faintly attracts people to approach, and the closer it is, the more refreshing it is.

The snow in the garden has not been swept away. The snow has just stopped and is not frozen tightly. Sheepskin warm boots can make a slight creaking sound when stepping on the snow. There was silence in the garden, and only the sound of a group walking in the snow could be heard.

The red plums in the garden are blooming freely. Against the background of the white snow, the red is more gorgeous, as if they are about to burn. There is still a little white snow on the petals, crystal clear, reflecting the goose-yellow stamens and ruby-like flowers, which complement each other and add a little beautiful bones!

Mo Ziyao couldn't help taking two steps and leaned over to smell. The clear plum fragrance entered from the tip of her nose, as if to melt people's bone marrow into a piece of ice and jade. Suddenly remembered a poem, so he smiled and said, "Meixu Xuxue is three points white, but the snow loses a piece of fragrance from Mei."

As soon as the words fell, a male voice suddenly sounded after the flowers and trees far away: "Hanmei is the most hateful. She often makes last year's flowers. The southern branch is warm and the northern branch is cold, and there are two kinds of spring breeze. This man's voice is empty and bleak, with a faint melancholy.

"Who's there!" Mo Ziyao was shocked that there were others in this garden! She immediately silenced and pulled Yunlan and others to leave. At this moment, a figure flashed out from behind a plum tree, and the man quickly walked to Mo Ziyao. He stopped and looked at her carefully and asked, "Who are you?"

The moment Mo Ziyao appeared, she immediately lowered her head, covered her forehead with one hand, and did not answer. The man's robe came into her eyes. Brown auspicious cloud-patterned boots, light gray robe, embroidered with some complicated patterns on gold silk, and then up...

Mo Ziyao saw the clothes in front of the person, and there was also an eight-clawed golden python coiled in the clouds! She almost screamed out. Fortunately, Yunlan beside her had reflected and quickly said, "I have met the great lord." In late autumn, Yuzhi is also a blessing.

Mo Ziyao also had to say, "I have seen the prince."

"You are..." Ruan Lingjun swept four or four people in front of him, and then his eyes stared at Mo Ziyao for a moment.

Yunlan said, "Go back to the king, this is the Yao concubine of Yuyao Palace."

"Princess Yao?" He repeated Yunlan's words and finally withdrew his sight. He said to himself, "It turned out to be the concubine of the second brother."

"Xiao Wang has met the Empress Yao." He leaned slightly. His voice was clear and gentle. Mo Ziyao couldn't help looking up at him. He had a face similar to Ruan Lingzheng. His pale skin looked a little unhealthy and pale, and he was dressed in light gray clothes. His whole body really gave people a very bookish feeling, but there was a faint sadness lingering between his eyebrows, which made people feel a kind of heart. The feeling of pain.

Grand Majesty Ruan Lingjun, a loser in the royal competition, is the first prince to be deposed in more than 200 years. After Ruan Lingzheng ascended to the throne, he asked people to work as an idle official in the bitter west. The world still called him the great lord, but he didn't even have a title. He just lived with the money of the court and did not have real power, which was indeed pitiful enough. No wonder there is always a faint sadness between his eyebrows.

Mo Ziyao saw him standing there, staring at Hongmei not far away, and had no intention of leaving. She felt a little embarrassed, so she asked, "Is the prince the prince chanting poetry?"

He seemed to be distracted. He looked at Mo Ziyao's eyes and finally bent his thin lips and smiled, "Yes, it's Xiao Wang. Inadvertently walked into the plum garden and couldn't help chanting a few words when he saw the prosperous red plums in the garden. The poem is simple and vulgar, and I'm afraid it will stain the mother's ears.

Mo Ziyao felt his eyes staring at him hotly, so he had to lower his eyes and say, "Your Majesty is modest. The poem is very good. It's just that I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. After saying that, she turned around and went straight into the depths of Merlin. It was not until they couldn't see his figure that Yunlan and the others quickly folded Mei and prepared to go back. If you wander like this, you may meet someone again at the next moment.

Ruan Lingjun looked at Mo Ziyao's back and said with complicated eyes, "I didn't expect her to be five points similar to Xue'er." Then he lowered his eyes, stared at the gorgeous footprints on the snow, and muttered warmly, "Xueer..."

Mo Ziyao was afraid that she would meet Ruan Lingjun again when she went back along the original road. She saw that there was also an entrance to the east of the garden. There is still a row of shallow footprints on the snow on the path, and he must have just come in from the side.

Mo Ziyao was not in the mood to enjoy plum blossoms at this time. Seeing that Yunlan and others also held some red plums in their arms, they helped them take some, went out of the plum garden together, and went in the direction of Tairen Palace of the Empress Dowager. Along the way, Mo Ziyao seemed to feel that someone behind her would suddenly appear in fear. She stepped on the broken ice path, folded more than half of the royal garden and finally returned to the wing behind the Buddha Temple.

After going back, several people found some empty bottles, filled some water, and inserted red plums in to find a place to arrange them. In an instant, there was also a fragrance in the room.

Yunlan brought hot water to warm Mo Ziyao's hands first. She knew that Mo Ziyao was the most afraid of cold, so she went out, and her face was very bad, pale with a faint dark purple. So he ordered late autumn and Yuzhi stove and ginger soup respectively. And told Mo Ziyao, "After drinking ginger soup for a while, I will go back to the house early to rest."

Mo Ziyao smiled and said, "Look at what you said, how can I be as unbearable as you said? When it's warm, I'll hang a horse and eat sweet dumplings with you.

When she walked to the newly lit stove and sat down, Mo Ziyao's mind gradually settled down, and the familiar back suddenly appeared in her mind, Sixth Prince? Why do you always feel like you have seen him somewhere? But why can't I remember?

And in Wangmei Garden, the sad and pale face similar to Ruan Lingzheng, the prince Ruan Lingjun. He looked at his eyes, which was so strange. His eyes seemed to be looking at his lover. Lovers? I was suddenly shocked. Fortunately, I got out quickly, otherwise something would happen if people saw it.

When Yunlan saw Mo Ziyao's uncertain look, she also guessed in her heart, "I don't know if the Empress recognized the Sixth Prince..."

The two sat by the stove with their own thoughts. Soon, Yuzhi brought a large bowl of ginger soup. Mo Ziyao divided it with a small bowl for everyone to drink together. By this time, it was almost dark outside. Mo Ziyao thought, "At this time, the dinner party in the main hall has begun, right? It must be very lively, right? He must be very happy with so many concubines around him, right?

Seeing Mo Ziyao's depressed appearance, Yunlan asked Wanqiu to set up a table to hang the horse. The four of them fought until three o'clock in Hai. They ate a bowl of sweet dumplings halfway. Finally, they couldn't help but feel sleepy and went back to their rooms to sleep.