deep palace cold girl

Chapter 68

Then, before I could react, I whipped Xiao's body vigorously with a whip, grabbed the rein tightly, and with a long hiss, Xiao stepped on his front hooves, and when I almost thought I was about to fall, I recovered Balanced, rushed forward.

Inadvertently looking back at the main entrance of the palace, I was attracted by the blue-eyed foreign girl who was leaning against the door and looking at Liancheng with a sad face, and stared at me fiercely with tangled brows, full of sorrow.

All the way out of the city gate, the scenery is a bit familiar. The alternation of summer and autumn has disturbed the change of the scenery. The green of the past has become darker, and it is actually the road to that deserted house.

"Do you still have any impression of that house?"

He locked me tightly in his arms, slowed down the speed of the horse, leaned against my ear and asked softly, with an ambiguous look.Still couldn't help blushing quietly, even if there was no one on the road, it was still uncomfortable to be so intimate during the day, thankfully I was wearing a veil, so he couldn't see my flushed face.

Slightly squinting his eyes, leaning lazily on his body, nodding lightly, now all this is like a dream, two journeys, different moods.

I came here for the first time with panic about the unpredictable future, but now I seem to have grown up and matured a lot, and time flies, but my face has changed, leaving only the unchanging scenery full of vicissitudes.

"Some time ago, I ordered someone to renovate the house, and I will show you today."

If I remember correctly, he once said that I have seen the scenery and layout of that house before, and there are indeed some impressions in my memory, but they are too shallow, and I can't remember them now.

The corners of his lips were drawn up to laugh, but what came out was a long sigh, and he was in a daze.

I have always felt that getting along with him is a bit illusory, it makes me feel like a dream, I will wake up at any time, and after waking up, there will still be endless torture and pain.

"What are you thinking about?"

He squeezed my hand tightly, frowned in pain, and stared at him dissatisfied, but he looked at me seriously, as if he was waiting for my answer.

His heart is undoubtedly fragile, and his seemingly strong appearance is just a mask to arm himself. The shadow of his childhood made him cynical, and living in the imperial family made him have to pretend up yourself.

His emotions are generally not easy to show, and he always has a cold face, just like all kinds of people around him today. He uses indifference to cover up the emptiness and loneliness in his heart. Except for me, the wife he hated once, he has never seen him before. He changed his face in front of outsiders, and he buried himself too deeply. Until now, I can't even see through his true thoughts.

Complicated and confusing, cloudy and sunny, a gentle smile one moment may turn into Shura the next.

"What's wrong? Why don't you talk?"

He couldn't wait for my answer for a long time, and he frowned impatiently, his impulsive and irritable personality remained unchanged.

Withdrawing her thoughts, she said with a rather emotional smile, "I'm thinking about you..."

The body behind him seemed to shake violently, and then there was a violent vibration in the chest next to his ears. He turned around in surprise, looked at him in puzzlement, and saw him laughing triumphantly.The appearance as bright as the sun dispelled all the coldness, and there was no gloomy appearance in the past.

"Mu Qingshang, repeat what you just said!"

I was dumbfounded, quite speechless to him, this man...

Although he was walking slowly, time still couldn't stop the flight, and it had arrived in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the brand-new house in front of me, I couldn't believe it. I looked around with my eyes wide open. If it hadn't been for his guidance, I would never have believed that this elegant and gorgeous house in front of me was the one that seemed to be deserted before.

The cyan bricks and tiles reflected the dazzling light in the sun, and the faint cyan surrounding the courtyard was surrounded by wisterias in full bloom. There were only two or three fresh-faced servants cleaning the courtyard of Nuo Da. Seeing Lian Chengzhi, he hurriedly Bow down and salute.

Looking at the faint wisteria blooming along the wall, the picture flashed in my mind, and it was too late to catch it.

"How is it? I sent someone to tidy up here a month ago, and wanted to bring you here when you recovered from your injury. I didn't expect that many things happened later and delayed it. But it's not too late, the wisteria is still in full bloom , I finally waited for you to come."

Looking back at him, I saw that he was looking at me with deep eyes.He took my hand and continued to walk deep into the courtyard.Today's him looks a little different from the past, he can't tell what kind of feeling it is, he always feels that he is preoccupied, and the things that bother him must be related to me.

"My lord, you said before that I have seen the layout of this house before, how do you know?"

He has only known me for the past few months, how could he know that I have seen this scenery arrangement before?Wherever I went during this time, apart from staying in Muyang Prince's Mansion as a lady, and later marrying into his mansion, I never left the courtyard.

Unless he knew me a long time ago, so long that the memory of seeing this house has been forgotten, but how is that possible, the bank of Fengming Lake is the first time I met him!
Shaking his head slightly, smiling helplessly, he suddenly realized that his mind had been completely occupied by him these days, so, is this good or not?
"It seems that you really forgot, yes, it's been so long, and the vicissitudes of life are so changeable, such memories should have been drowned long ago."

Following his footsteps, there is a pool of greenery at the end of the long corridor, full of lotus leaves swaying with the breeze, and the hidden purples and reds are a bit damaged, and the round lotus seeds have grown, and the faint fragrance of lotus seeds permeates the air.

He stood in the pavilion and looked at the damaged lotus in the pond, and then he spoke slowly, with a hoarse and low voice: "Once the lotus danced in the clear, twice strayed into the depths... The scenery here is completely imitated by Binzhou Jianpin Pavilion, Is it because the scenery is not real enough, or everything in the past eight years has taken root in your heart, and you have even forgotten everything from the beginning?"

He sneered in a low voice, turned his head to look at me who was as stiff as a wood carving, narrowed his eyes slightly, and approached me.

"Shang'er, this is the second Jianpin Pavilion. It was built according to the blueprint preserved by the carpenter. The fire burned all night, and the most beautiful place in Binzhou was burned. The most beautiful legend also died in that fire. People I even found the charred corpse of the child, do you know this? You must not know, right? Because this is a secret, a secret that deceived me and my father!"

(End of this chapter)