first concubine

Chapter 690 The past is lonely. 1
He has always felt that among the charm of Qiu Yinong, a woman, she can always find the taste of Zhao Zishi.

However, that face and that person are clearly not Zhao Zishi's.

So, he convinced himself again and again that it must be his illusion, but every time he dreamed back at midnight, when he remembered it, he felt very familiar, and it was difficult for another person to imitate the charm of one person.

In the same way, a person's charm is difficult to change.

I may not notice it myself, but others can easily find it.

Withered Bones laughed melodiously: "Why did you bring these two people together?"

As if feeling a little tired, he stood up, walked a few steps slowly, walked to the candlestick in the hall, picked up the fire puller, and flicked the candlelight on the candlestick lightly. Brightened up a bit.

Ku Guhuan's face was illuminated very clearly, with his back to Zhan Yue, the expression on his face turned out to be a bit ferocious.

The voice is still very elegant and light: "Hong Lian has deep affection for you, don't let her down, the person who passed away, don't think about it, suddenly let down the person in front of you, I'm afraid it will be empty sorrow and joy again. "

After all, Zhan Yue only felt a shake in front of his eyes, and the figure of that person had disappeared in the heavy hall.

Just like when it came, it was silent, and when it went, there was also no sound at all.

Zhan Yue stood on the spot, stunned, he didn't pay attention to what Ku Gu Huan said before leaving, the words Ku Gu Huan said last night echoed in his mind, and he asked him what Qiu Yi Nong and Zhao Zishi had During the relationship, he actually left.

This made him even vaguely feel that something was a little strange.

Thinking about it, the man's face changed several times, and finally he walked quickly out of the palace gate.

When they got outside the door, they realized that it was already snowing one after another outside! ! !

His footsteps stopped under the eaves of the corridor, the white crabapple trees in the yard were already bare, Hong Lian knew that he didn't like this decadent appearance, so he tied red ribbons on all these crabapple trees.

These red ribbons are gathered together and sway gently with the wind, which is really beautiful and tight.

Big and small lanterns were hung on the branches, exuding a faint yellow light, white snowflakes fluttered in mid-air, swaying and falling, covering the ground with a thin layer.

The snow has enough time, and it is estimated that it will not take long before it will cover the entire yard.

Red ribbons, white snowflakes, this scene is very harmonious and beautiful.

He stood under the eaves and looked at the scene, thinking of the woman he met in the begonia garden of Qianqiu Palace on that snowy night.

That year, it snowed heavily in the capital, and the entire capital was covered in thick snow. Only the spiers of the palace could be seen, and the others were hard to see.

That year happened to be the time when the Zhan family broke through Zhao and settled in the capital.

The royal family of Zhao State, those who were killed were killed, those who escaped escaped, and the emperor and empress, the little princess Zhao Zishi, were imprisoned.

The little princess Zhao Zishi lived in the Qianqiu Palace. At that time, relying on the favor of his father and queen, he ran amok in the palace and always liked to play with Zhan Yu. brother.

That night, he went to play with Zhan Yu, and when he passed Qianqiu Palace, he was inexplicably curious.

(End of this chapter)