full of moonlight

Qing Yao knelt on the ground, not daring to cross the line at all, with a humble and respectful posture.She comes from Chunyi Pavilion...the place in the Dust Palace, which is dedicated to the Master and Shi Ji.Since arriving there, she no longer thinks about the past. She has a calm temperament and sees things thoroughly. She has been quietly staying in the pavilion to learn the rules, not to fight, not to be vain, and not to have delusions.

The current Palace Master is not a lustful person, but he is not as cold and abstinent as the previous Palace Master.There will be a few times a month to call the servants, but there is no fixed concubine, they are all selected by the steward of Chunyi Pavilion and sent to the Scarlet Smoke Palace, and sent back the next day.She watched with cold eyes some people racking their brains for Palace Master Bo's favor, and felt tired.She quietly waited for her own destiny, thinking that there were only three kinds, either she was arranged to serve as the palace master's bedchamber in a certain selection, or she was given as a gift to the hall master in the palace and other subordinates who the palace master valued, or He kept silent until he got old and was sent out of the palace for a settling fee.People like them have basically been imprisoned in the Chunyi Pavilion all the time. What they see and hear is nothing but related to serving the master. Even if they are released from the palace, they will not harm the Palace of Dust.

No matter which one, Qing Yao knew that the choice was not in her hands.She can only wait passively to see where fate will eventually send her.

However, she never thought that she would be sent to Lishuang Palace.

The Holy Envoy in charge of the palace had never summoned the servants before, and it seemed that this time the steward was ordered by the palace lord, so he chose to send it over by himself.The image of the holy envoy as cold and unapproachable to ordinary people has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and she was apprehensive, fearing that she would offend Shangyi.

A pair of bare feet suddenly appeared in the line of sight, white and slender, not inferior to a woman, under the thin white silk that was as thin as onion wings, revealing slender and elegant ankles, and above, the slender legs faintly exposed between the hem of the clothes.

Qing Yao didn't dare to look too much, she lowered her gaze, but saw the blurred silhouette of the person in front of her on the water-stained jade floor.

The sage in charge of the palace, Mu Shuyue, has a beautiful color.

She thought of such a sentence in a strange way in her mind.

In fact, she only saw the other party once from a distance, and she didn't see it clearly. Hearing others say this, she was also curious in her heart.But later, when he heard that a male waiter became insane looking at the appearance of the envoy in charge of the palace, and was ordered by the envoy to gouge out his eyes, he didn't dare to have any more thoughts.

At this time, a clear and lingling voice sounded above his head: "Look up."

Her heart trembled involuntarily. After taking a deep breath, she slowly straightened her upper body and raised her head with the most docile expression, but after all, she didn't dare to look directly at Mu Shuyue, and her eyes fell on his waist vainly. Knot the casually tied clothes.

"Stand back." She heard the other party say this.

Qingyao's face was pale, and she was dismissed without going to bed. After returning to the pavilion, she would be severely punished, and she might even be reduced to a low-class slave from now on, and become the plaything of the slightly powerful servants in the palace.In her panic, she ignored the rules, instinctively took a few steps on her knees, reached out and grabbed Mu Shuyue's pajamas, and said in a sad tone: "Holy envoy, I don't know what I did wrong to make the envoy dissatisfied. I am guilty, but please have mercy on me." , please allow the servants to serve."

Mu Shuyue's beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and she wanted to shake people away, but the beauty in front of her was pale and snowy, she didn't look artificial, she seemed to be really frightened, he lowered his eyes and looked The other party grabbed his clothes but did not dare to use his trembling hands, and began to think about what he had done so frighteningly just now.

It seems that there is nothing.

Although it seemed a little fierce at first, there's no need to be so frightened as if you're dying, right?

So women are troublesome, too timid, and hard to guess their thoughts, Xuan Yi has never been like this.

Realizing that she was thinking about Xuan Yi again, Mu Shuyue's expression darkened, and she snorted angrily.

This soft hum fell in Qingyao's ears, making her even more frightened, she didn't dare to grab Mu Shuyue's clothes anymore, and just knelt down on the ground in despair.

At this time, Mu Shuyue remembered the rules of Chunyi Pavilion, and finally understood why the other party was so afraid.He couldn't help feeling pity in his heart, and said in a slow tone: "Don't be afraid, you didn't make a mistake, I will tell Chunyi Pavilion not to embarrass you."

As if she was suddenly dragged back to the ground by a pair of hands when the top of the mountain was crumbling, Qingyao was almost in tears as if she had been pardoned, only to realize that she was already covered in cold sweat.She kowtowed gratefully: "Thank you Holy Messenger, thank you Holy Messenger!"

Seeing Qingyao walking on her knees and slowly backing away, the mood in Mu Shuyue's eyes suddenly became a little erratic.This woman doesn't seem to be a coquettish person, perhaps, she didn't enter Chunyi Pavilion voluntarily.

... "What a delicate person carved in pink and jade, he will definitely become the number one card in my Mianxiang Tower in the future."

... "If you cry again, you will be whipped again! I don't care which family you used to be, if you come into my place, you have to accept your fate!"

The old picture flashed like a fleeting image, and a stern look flashed in her eyes. Mu Shuyue closed her eyes, and her breathing became a little heavy.

"Wait." He said.

Qingyao froze all over, she hadn't completely freed herself from the emotion of fear, now that she was called to stop, she unconsciously began to panic again.

"If you don't want to stay in Chunyi Pavilion, I can set you free and give you a sum of money to leave the palace to live the life you want." Mu Shuyue said calmly.

Qingyao was in a daze, and it took her a long time to react. For a moment, intense joy, unbelievable surprise, and unexplained doubts swept her like a raging wave.

"Holy envoy..." Qing Yao trembled, "Qing Yao, Qing Yao..."

"Qingyao, is that your name? It sounds nice." Mu Shuyue smiled lightly, with a soothing tone, "Don't be afraid, tell me what you think."

her thoughts?Qingyao gritted her teeth to hold back the soreness welling up her throat and nose, and tears gathered in her eyes.Since she was sold here, who cared what she thought?After a long time, she herself no longer considered "her own thoughts", not because she forgot, but because she knew sadly that she was powerless.

"Thank you Holy Envoy! Qingyao is willing to go out, Qingyao wants to go out! Holy Envoy's great favor, Qingyao will never forget it until she dies!" Qingyao kowtowed with tears in her eyes, her forehead fell to the ground and made a "dongdong" sound.

"Okay, women value appearance, don't leave scars." The voice in front came with a faint smile.

Qing Yao's heart was full of emotions, ups and downs.At this moment, she suddenly had the urge to raise her head and take a good look at the Holy Envoy in front of her.He is not as indifferent as the rumors say, on the contrary, he is so gentle and noble.

He is his own salvation, his own god!

By the time Qingyao came to her senses, she had already raised her head, and the figure of the young man landed in the tear-filled Mo pupils.

Then she saw the most bewitching color in her eyes in the past ten years.

The soft plain white silk was draped over the slender body with creamy skin, the neckline was opened low, revealing a large area of ​​smooth skin, and on the tight chest covered with a thin layer of muscle, two spots of vermilion were faintly visible.A piece of crisp arm is exposed from the thin sleeve, which shows that "the bright wrist is covered with frost and snow" is definitely not a lie.The long hem of the pajamas dragged on the ground, like white and flawless flower petals.

The eyes are like lacquer, shining with a lively look, flowing like water, when blinking, the slender and thick eyelashes outline two crescent moons on the white face, which is pitiful and lovely.Under the handsome and straight nose, the sandalwood mouth contains alchemy, revealing a breath-taking charm.The long hair hangs down and spreads over the shoulders. The light can be used as a guide to others, adding to the chic and romantic posture.

His son is as beautiful as jade.As beautiful as jade, it is different from the public.

Heart beats like a drum.

In the days that followed, Qingyao often thought that she shouldn't have raised her head, if she didn't see it, she wouldn't be disturbed, and if she didn't disturb her heart, she wouldn't be emotional.

If it is fate, it is also robbery.

……

Under the leadership of Ling Yu, Xuan Yi entered the Palace of Relics.After walking through the outer boundary, Ling Yu took out a black ribbon from his sleeve, and signaled to Xuan Yi: "Master Xuan, please understand."

Xuan Yi glanced lightly, nodded briefly, and was about to reach out to pick it up. Ling Yu stepped aside and said with a smile: "Please let me help the owner to fasten it." Lazily arguing with the other party, Xuan Yi stood where he was, Ren Lingyu covered his eyes with a ribbon.

When the vision is blocked, other senses are sharpened.What's more, Xuan Yi was in the enemy's camp, so naturally he gathered all his energy and didn't dare to relax at all.He refused Ling Yu's support, caught his footsteps with his ears, and secretly analyzed the route in his heart.

The footsteps ahead stopped, and Xuan Yi also stopped immediately.Ling Yu's breathing was still in front of him, Xuan Yi knew that he was still standing in front of him.

Immediately, Ling Yu's voice sounded: "Master Xuan, you can take off the ribbon."

Xuan Yi untied the silk belt, and in front of him was a seven-story building with upturned corners and cornices.He was standing in front of the door with Ling Yu, and looked up. On the plaque, there were three large cursive characters "Shuiyue Tower" encircling continuously and freely.

"Good words!" Xuan Yi praised.

Ling Yu pursed his lips, and his tone was quite proud: "This is the calligraphy of our former palace master, so it is naturally a good calligraphy!"

The words of Wei Ci?Xuan Yi was a little surprised.It is said that the characters are like the person, and the shape and charm of these three characters all show the heroic spirit of the writer. Is it really written by Wei Ci, who is rumored to be withdrawn and indifferent?

But this question is irrelevant at this time, Xuan Yi's heart is only on Yue, he is worried about Ah Yue's situation, and just wants to see him as soon as possible.

"Why did you bring me here? Is Ah Yue here?" Xuan Yi looked at Ling Yu and asked.

Ling Yu didn't answer, just looked up upstairs.

Xuan Yi followed his gaze to look over, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat!

At the railing on the fourth floor, leaning sideways was a thin figure, dressed in white and jade crown, who was his sweetheart!

"Ah Yue!" Xuan Yi shouted, his expression excited.The other party seemed to hear it, and trembled, then seemed to hesitate for a moment, got up and walked slowly into the building.Xuan Yi watched helplessly as the other party disappeared into a place he could not see, and was so anxious that he rushed into the building without hesitation.

Ling Yu still stood at the door of Shuiyue Tower, quietly watching Xuan Yi's figure disappear into the building.