Thousand Faces Lock Royal Heart

The setting sun is like blood, and the rays of the sun dyed the entire 'Xu Lan' Zhai red. Small buildings and flowing water shine with the brilliance of the setting sun.

A few tall banyan trees stand straight on both sides of the small bridge over the stream, and two red roses are in full bloom. Not far away is a small bamboo forest, which is elegant and chic.

Zhan Linglong leaned on the tall banyan tree, shaking the branches under him from time to time, as if it was his swing frame, sitting high and looking far away.

If he hadn't seen the overlapping ridges and eaves in the distance, the majestic palaces, and the two heavy vermilion gates of the palace, he really wouldn't have felt that he was in this moment. In the palace, if it is not in this golden cage, this garden is a clean and beautiful place to live.

It's just that this is the prison where the emperor used to lock up his harem concubines, and he, Zhan Linglong, had the honor of staying here for a month.

It has been three months since the day of the emperor's draft. After several battles, Zhan Linglong finally stayed in the palace. Out of tens of thousands, ten people stood out. Under the hand-picked selection of the queen mother, he became the The emperor's nobles lived in the emperor's harem.

Among them, such a smooth pass was due to his father's money and money, and of course there was also a little trick of his own.

It's just that living in this 'Xu Lan' Zhai is a kind of fate. I heard that there used to be haunted here. Concubine Lan was the owner of this place and the emperor's favorite concubine. But no one knows why she hanged herself here , I only heard that the emperor betrayed her.

It is the right of the kings of all dynasties to be betrayed by the emperor. Who can the supreme king really fall in love with, in the end they still love themselves the most.

Concubine Lan was full of grievances and had nowhere to confide, so she turned into a ghost here, and refused to be reincarnated as a human being for a long time. When Zhan Linglong saw the frightened and frightened expressions of the other nine nobles who heard the rumor, she volunteered to choose Here to stay.

One is that he doesn't believe in ghosts at all, and the other is that he is not afraid of those dirty things as a man of seven feet.

The breeze is blowing, the fallen leaves are scattered all around, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and there is the warmth of spring.

Zhan Linglong's dress was flying in mid-air. He was wearing a beautiful purple and crimson dress with hot gold trim on the collar and cuffs. The slender transparent belt fluttered with the wind. His beautiful face seemed to have absorbed the wind. The aura in it glows faintly under the setting sun, and looks like an elf in the mountains from a distance.

"Miss." Zhan Jin did not know when he came under the tree, looked up at the beautiful woman on the tree, "It's getting dark, you should go back, what to do if you catch a cold."

Zhan Linglong didn't move, but was secretly angry, he broke off a branch and threw it towards her, "When did my young master become so delicate, I will get sick if I stay longer, could it be that I am made of paper. "

Zhan Jin dodged, stuck out his tongue and said: "Miss, your status is different now, so you naturally become much more delicate, but please don't call yourself a young master, every wall has ears, this is a crime of deceiving the emperor." She looked around as she spoke. After a while, seeing no movement, he came to his senses.

"What's the difference? We'll have to go back sooner or later." He sighed, with a pretty face and slightly frowned brows, it was time to think about how to get out.

"Of course it's different. You are no longer your own now, you are the emperor's." Zhan Jin's voice was slightly joyful. Her young master has become a nobleman and her status has improved. She is naturally happy, and she firmly believes that with the young master's ability , even a man can be favored by the emperor.

Zhan Linglong jumped down, his clothes fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth and landed firmly on the ground, a trace of sadness ignited in his clear eyes, and disappeared in a flash, "Is everything I want ready?"

"En." Zhan Jin nodded, and asked with some concerns: "But young master, is it really okay for you to do this?"

"Don't worry about that much, prepare some food for me, this young lady... Miss is hungry." Zhan Linglong shook off the fallen leaves from his dress and walked into the room.

Deeper and dew heavy, everything is silent. In the imperial study, a lamp is faint and soft, and the incense is lingering. The room is filled with fragrance, making people feel slightly drunk.

Shuozhen retreated from the left and right, sat quietly in it alone, and slowly unfolded a picture scroll on the imperial case, his hands trembled slightly, the paper was extremely high-quality, and the painters were also very exquisite, the beauties on the paper were lifelike, If you are in front of your eyes.

The beauty in the painting is gentle and demure, with light in her eyes and a pure, extraordinary purity in her smile.

Shuozhen's fingertips delicately and slowly stroked the delicate face of the woman on the picture scroll, as if it was not a painting, but a real person right in front of him.Sometimes he frowned, sometimes smiled, sometimes annoyed, with infinite nostalgia in his eyes, and sometimes it seemed extremely painful.

The pure smile of the woman gradually diffused in the picture scroll, her eyes were clear and infinitely clear, and the woman's delicate and soft voice faintly came from her ears, saying coquettishly and annoyed: "Your majesty, you haven't seen Lan'er for a long time, Have you finally forgotten about Lan'er?"

Inscribed in the lower right corner of the scroll: Jiang Xulan.

Concubine Lan's favorite citrus fragrance permeated the copper smoker, which was light and elegant, and permeated the entire imperial study.

In the mist, Shuozhen seemed to have heard Concubine Lan's call, as if he was in a dream, his thoughts were misty, and the mist was lingering like smoke, filling him from all directions, drowning him.

In a vague way, he came to the 'Xu Lan' Zhai again, and there seemed to be a woman in yellow clothes standing on the small bridge. Her face could be vaguely recognized under the moonlight. Her face remained unchanged, her red lips parted slightly, "Your Majesty, have you come to see Lan'er?"

There is an indescribable joy faintly in my heart, the person I miss is right in front of my eyes at this moment, it seems like a lifetime away, infinite memories.

"Lan'er..." Shuo Zhen murmured, following her shadow, he rushed up the small bridge, but Lan'er suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The left chest was full of pain, and it swelled and spread to all the limbs and bones of the whole body. It was really not like a dream.

"Your Majesty, Lan'er is here...hehe..." She smiled brightly like stars, with shyness and anticipation, standing in the bamboo forest under the moonlight, like Chang'e in the moon, charming and elegant.

Shuozhen followed her away in a trance, but the beautiful figure was so ethereal and hard to find, it was within reach, but it was blown away in the wind when she stretched out her hand.

"Lan'er, are you blaming me?" Shuozhen screamed bitterly in the quiet forest, his voice was sad and broken, and there was infinite love sinking in it.

Shuozhen looked up, and Lan'er's beautiful figure was hanging in the air, her pretty face was wrinkled and shining under the moonlight, and there was a fleeting surprise in her autumn-like eyebrows, which was fleeting, "Your Majesty, do you think Lan'er ?"

"Yes, I miss you, I miss Lan'er every day, can you come down and let me have a look?" Shuozhen begged with eager eyes, condescendingly begging.

"Your Majesty, I know that Lan'er is dead, and people and ghosts can't force her to do so." Her elegant clothes floated in the air, dissipating in the air in a blink of an eye.

"No! I don't care! I want to see you, even if you are a ghost, I will go to hell to meet you." Shuozhen raised his head to the sky and roared, vowing to shake the heavens and the earth.

He soared into the air, searched hard in mid-air, and finally took the shadow that was about to hide into his eyes, flew away, and hugged it in his arms.