House Yi passed by outside the Yonghe Palace, just in time to see a young eunuch coming with a piece of silk, seeing House Yi, the little eunuch bowed and said, "I have seen Fang Gonggong."

Glancing at the silk and satin, it was obviously for concubines or princesses, House Yi asked casually, "Where is this going to be sent?"

"Reporting to Eunuch, it is to be sent to Princess Yanqing of Yonghe Palace."

After a little hesitation, Fang Ziyi said, "Give it to me, I'll just send it to you."

Seeing House Yi coming, the maid next to the princess signaled House Yi to walk slowly and keep quiet. It turned out that the princess was concentrating on painting.

In the garden, the princess wore a long dress, looked at the flower scene in front of her, and painted calmly. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and no noisy sound could be heard.

An hour passed, and the princess was still immersed in the artistic conception of painting. With the last stroke, an orchid painting was finally completed.It may be that she has stood for a long time, and her waist feels a little sore. The princess held her waist with one hand and moved slightly, which seemed so natural and harmonious.

Seeing that the princess painting was finished, the maid beside her said, "Princess, the House of Internal Affairs has sent you satin, do you want to have a look?"

"No need, let him put it down and reward some broken silver." The princess didn't turn around, looked carefully at the painting just made, frowned slightly, and said to herself: "What seems to be missing?"

"I still don't thank the princess for the reward."

"Yes, slave, thank you princess for the reward."

Hearing House Yi's answer, the princess yelled "Ah" and turned her head hastily, just in time to see House Yi who was about to leave.

"Stop!" cried the princess eagerly.

Hearing the lord's shout, House Yi stopped, turned around slowly, lowered his head and did not look at the princess, and asked respectfully, "What is the princess' order?"

The princess was very happy to see the person who thought about it day and night, but when she saw the calm face of the house and the indifferent respect, her joyful heart suddenly felt a little blocked.Looking back at the maid beside her, she said, "Xiaoqing, go down first."

After Xiaoqing left, the princess said to House Yi, "Sit down."

Seeing that the house was sitting down, the princess also sat down, and the house was sitting upright, with an impeccable demeanor, indifferent and humble, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

Seeing House Yi's indifferent look, the princess spoke first, "Thank you that day, thank you for saving your life."

"The princess is serious. It is a humble duty to protect the princess."

Fang Fangyi's casual attitude made the princess a little annoyed, he was really so unimportant, could it be that he was really so unimportant in his heart?

The princess didn't speak, neither did Fang Fangyi, just sat quietly like this, the princess finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "You are a person with secrets."

"Everyone has secrets, doesn't they?" House Yi asked rhetorically.

"Yes, everyone has secrets, and I also have secrets. It's really uncomfortable to hide secrets. I don't know who to tell, and I can't tell anyone. Others envy my princess status, but they don't understand my helplessness. .”

The princess stood up, stroked the petals of the orchid, and sighed faintly. Tears flowed down her face and fell on the orchid.

House is easy to feel the loneliness and melancholy of the princess, he feels the inexplicable pain in his heart, and the hypocrisy of the appearance of indifference is completely shattered at this moment.

Standing up and walking in front of the princess, gently brushing away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she said: "Everything we have is bought at a price, but most of the time we don't have the right to exchange it, you can't and I can't , and those who envy you can't, no matter who is in the world of mortals, they will look small and fragile."

"I don't want it, I don't want it." As he said, he hugged House Yi desperately.

Looking at the princess in his arms, House Yi wanted to push it away, but he couldn't bear it, so he just let the princess hold her. After a long time, the princess calmed down, raised her face and said to House Yi: "Will you stay with me for a while? You It's cold, but I feel real."

The house is not cold, he is helpless, a eunuch falls in love with a princess, this is destined to be a prelude to death, his affectionate gaze on the small bridge touched her soft heart, and her beautiful image was also engraved on his heart.

Fang Ziyi was very contradictory. When he saw Leng Wuqing appearing that day, he felt flustered. He was afraid that Leng Wuqing would snatch her away, but now he lost his courage when facing the princess.

House Yi avoided the princess' gaze, pointed to the painting on the table and said, "The painting seems to be unfinished."

"Yes, only the orchids are a bit monotonous. It would be nice if there was a poem, can you fill it up?" The princess looked at Fang Ziyi expectantly.

He couldn't refuse the princess's slightly begging words. Looking at the orchids in the painting, Fang Fangyi said: "I will write a song "Lonely Orchid" by Li Bai."

After finishing speaking, he took up a pen and wrote next to the orchid: the lonely orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grasses are gone.

Although it shines in the sun and Chunhui, it is not Gao Qiuyue again.

Fei Shuang pattered early, green and frightened to rest.

If there is no breeze, who will make the fragrance?

Looking at Fang Fangyi's handwriting, the princess said: "I didn't expect your kung fu to be so good, and your handwriting is also good, like flying and moving, but the sharpness in the lines is hidden, a bit depressing."

Hearing the words that he was proud of, Fang Ziyi's face could not be more relaxed, and he wrote to the princess and said: "The princess's paintings are also good, the orchids are lifelike, and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery in the garden. The princess is such a good painter."

With a sound of 'Puchi', the princess couldn't help laughing, Fang Fangyi also felt embarrassed, and laughed too, the two of them praised each other like no one else, both felt embarrassed.

"When the princess smiles, she looks much prettier than the orchids in this garden." House Yi praised sincerely.

Hearing House Yi's compliment, the princess said joyfully, "You are smooth-tongued, you don't have a straight face, but you have a gentle and elegant temperament."

It was only then that Fang Ziyi noticed that he had put away the layer of frost on his face without knowing it, but he didn't deliberately raise his face again, and said to the princess: "I should take my leave."

Looking at the back of the house and leaving the house, the princess stood in a daze for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking, but there was a smile on her face.

Lost for a moment, she picked up the painting on the table, carefully looked at the poem written by Fang Fangyi, and frowned again when she saw Fang Fangyi's words. She felt a resentment, not resentment but hatred. Know what kind of secrets are buried in Fang Fangyi's heart, and what kind of past he has.And the murderous figure of the house that day, made her feel that the house is a mysterious man.

House Yi is also conflicted in his heart. The taste of love makes him want to hum a little song from his hometown. In front of love, he seems to be that talented and passionate scholar again.

But the death of his mother, the humiliation in the past, and the resentment in his heart made Fang Fangyi's heart approach the cold edge again. He was afraid, afraid that the gentle love would melt his heart and make him forget the hatred he once had in the gentle village. .

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