Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

When the long, undulating, distant and deep "Woo" that penetrates the soul seems to resound from the deep sea in the sky to the sea of ​​flowers in Qiling Mountain, all things are silent, the birds stop flying, the beasts in the distance lie quietly on the ground, the flowers no longer sway, and even the sound of the wind stops at this moment.

Lan Qingwu was motionless. The butterflies surrounding her stopped flapping their wings and stayed motionless beside her. It seemed as if the air was reluctant to move.

A song purifies the Qiling Mountain.

King Kang could only feel the song still vibrating in his chest, the lingering sound lingering, unceasing, dancing like a hidden dragon in a deep valley. His eyes seemed to slowly become firmer.

On the high slope, Prince Ding, standing behind Emperor Shenwu, had not yet come to his senses: "The song of the mermaid princess in the deep sea is just like this!" And that's just a legend!

Prince Ding turned his head to look at the emperor, only to find that the emperor's expression was not very good.

Following the Emperor's gaze, Prince Ding saw Prince Kang beyond the Flower Sea, and his heart skipped a beat. The Emperor's expression grew colder, and murderous intent blazed in his eyes: "So he really is seeking death!"

Qian Hui lowered his eyelids behind the emperor. It seemed that he was right last time. Prince Ding's expression also turned ugly.

Amidst the blossoming sea of ​​flowers, Gao Lanyan finally came back to her senses from the lingering echo of the ethereal sound: "Qingqing...you wouldn't be saying this word to that Lin Shaojie..."

In Gao Lanyan's opinion, Lan Qingwu was favored by the emperor, which was considered good among most of the concubines. It was not appropriate for others to hear such lyrics and music.

Lan Qingwu thought of Yun Heng, their first meeting, and the two princesses who would enter the harem at any time. He tried hard to wipe away the moisture from his eyes and sighed inwardly, realizing that he did not belong to the Dasheng Dynasty after all!

"What are you thinking about? It's just a little border song from our place. Come on, I still have to make a flower crown."

Hand in hand, they stepped back into the flowers. Lan Qingwu clutched a bouquet of flowers, lost in thought. In truth, Yun Heng had never mentioned marrying her when they'd agreed to be together. He had only told her to wait for him, and she had naturally assumed he would propose...

Had they never truly understood each other? She had truly… truly waited for years for him to propose, but in the end… it was no longer possible!

Lan Qingwu clutched the bouquet tightly in her bare hands. Butterflies fluttered before her eyes, but her vision gradually blurred. Lost in her own thoughts, Lan Qingwu didn't hear the sound of horse hooves approaching her.

Emperor Shenwu galloped down the hillside on his horse, heading straight for the woman in the sea of ​​flowers. The wind ruffled his black hair, and his sharp eyes grew more determined.

Gao Lanyan was the first to hear the sound of horse hooves approaching them. She turned around in panic, only to see the emperor riding his horse like a god, galloping towards them at lightning speed. The divine horse rode the wind straight towards Lan Qingwu.

Gao Lanyan wanted to open her mouth to remind Lan Qingwu, but no sound came out, and Chengfeng arrived in an instant.

Chengfeng had arrived, and Lan Qingwu was finally startled. She turned around in shock among the blooming mountain flowers, only to see the emperor riding a horse, like a god descending from heaven. The next moment, her whole body was picked up by the emperor's long arms. The emperor's powerful arm strength held her horizontally on Chengfeng. Chengfeng did not stop at all, turned around and headed straight for the high slope.

King Kang, Wei Yanting, and Jiang Qi had already knelt on the ground when Chengfeng appeared. Gao Lanyan knelt down belatedly. When King Kang heard the sound of Chengfeng's horse hooves approaching, he felt that the emperor's gaze was like an ice spike, as if it wanted to pierce him and freeze him to death.

The Shenwu Emperor took Lan Qingwu away. Gao Lanyan didn't stand up until the emperor's horse had disappeared. Jiang Qi, who came over, looked at Gao Lanyan and said, "It seems that your friend is really favored by the emperor!"

Gao Lanyan looked around: "I'm the only one left again, huh? Where's General Wei?"

"Am I not a human? Can't I accompany Yan'er? General Wei has left with his men. His duty is to protect Concubine Yi."

Lan Qingwu, leaning in the arms of Emperor Shenwu, subtly felt that the emperor was in a bad mood. They rode on Chengfeng and headed straight into the depths of Qiling Mountain.

Emperor Shenwu and his entourage once again came to the waterfall and mountain stream they passed last time.

Lan Qingwu looked at the waterfall in front of him, and saw silvery-white water pouring down in strands. When the wind blew, Lan Qingwu seemed to feel a light mist on his face. Several streams of water rushed down and hit the rocks below, splashing water everywhere, as crystal clear as flying pearls and broken jade.

Emperor Shenwu took her by the hand as he walked through the nearby scenery one by one. He showed her the emerald green grass on the stone cliffs, the fish swimming in the clear mountain streams, and the occasional unfamiliar birds flying by...

Prince Ding and Qian Hui were not far from the Emperor, keeping a close eye on their surroundings. As their gaze once again passed over the woman wearing a flower crown and a snowy palace dress, Prince Ding couldn't help but whisper, "I finally understand why His Majesty favors Consort Yi. She's like a jungle fairy, a mermaid princess, and only one thing she doesn't..."

"She doesn't look like a concubine," Qian Hui whispered back. Amidst the monotony of the three palaces and six courtyards, such a trait was undoubtedly fatally attractive.

Lan Qingwu was seen sitting leisurely on a rock, and butterflies flew over to play with her, circling her flower crown and her fingertips, dancing gracefully. The painting was like a fairy in the forest playing with her people.

There were concubines in the six palaces with celestial beauty, some even more beautiful than Concubine Yi, but none of them had her charm and elegance.

Emperor Shenwu became interested and wanted to teach Lan Qingwu how to shoot arrows. Lan Qingwu looked at his own weak and boneless hands with suspicion and said, "Your Majesty, can a weak hand hit the prey?"

Emperor Shenwu embraced Lan Qingwu on horseback and said, "What are you afraid of? I will teach you."

Emperor Shenwu grabbed Lan Qingwu's hand and slowly drew the bow. The bowstring was gradually pulled into a full moon. Their cheeks were pressed together and they could hear each other's breathing. Lan Qingwu looked at the arrow pointing at the rabbit on the grass in the distance and couldn't help but pause.

The Shenwu Emperor immediately adjusted his direction and aimed towards the sky above the forest. He said in a deep voice, "Release!"

The two men let go at the same time, and the arrow disappeared in an instant. In a moment, the sad cries of birds were heard. Lan Qingwu looked up at the sky - and saw nothing.

Emperor Shenwu half-jokingly said, "In this case, even the weak can be considered to be hunting."

Some servants have already ridden their horses to pick up the prey.

The sky gradually turned dark, and Emperor Shenwu took Lan Qingwu out of Qiling Mountain and galloped towards the imperial camp.

When they arrived at the camp, the soldiers and guards who stayed in the tent, the officials' families, and the concubines from the six palaces all came out and knelt to welcome the emperor's return.

Lan Qingwu was about to ask for permission to dismount from Chengfeng, but all he heard was the emperor's deep voice: "I truly regret letting you out."

Lan Qingwu was certain that the emperor was really unhappy today. She turned her head slightly to look at Emperor Shenwu, only to see that the emperor was staring at her with his deep phoenix eyes, which contained silent anger.

Lan Qingwu didn't dare move. Was this anger directed at her? The Shenwu Emperor leaped down and carried Lan Qingwu horizontally in his arms, passing through the crowds of people kneeling and bowing all the way to the imperial camp.

Yu Piaolan raised her eyes quietly behind Leng Qujing, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. It seemed that the noble man was very favored by the emperor.

There was another person kneeling in the crowd. He only raised his eyes slightly but could not see anything. In less than a year, the two of them had become worlds apart. The changes happened too quickly. Even if he was at the top of the high school list, there was no chance for them.