Revlon

A rooster crow broke the sky, the sky was already dark, and the courtyard of Changxing Bieyuan began to be lively.

The candles in the courtyard were still burning, and the courtyard was full of figures of maidservants rising in the morning.

When the royal family in southern Guangdong gets married, the husband's family will select an auspicious time and send a welcoming team to pick up the princess.

The auspicious time was approaching, and the whole other courtyard was full of enthusiasm. Nei Xiaoyue returned to the other courtyard and walked among the hurried maids and maids without attracting any special attention.

Beside the lotus pond, a maid knocked over the copper basin and received a scolding. Everyone unconsciously quickened their pace.

Xiao Yue walked along the long corridor, passing by eunuchs and court ladies who were oncoming.

The other courtyard, which had been deserted since it was built, suddenly became very lively. Even the beauties in the other halls pushed open the windows and stood in front of their own halls, sighing.

How many people are looking forward to the dream of being able to leave here.

But the Yanque Palace, which should really be lively, was eerily silent.

This is the princess's small courtyard, except for the personal servant girl and Xi Po who are there to clean up, the rest of the people should wait outside the courtyard, but when Xiaoyue saw the Yanque Palace from a distance, he felt uneasy in his heart.

The gate of Yanque Hall was closed tightly, and Ying Chui led a group of maids and Xi Po to stand in a row in the courtyard.

Xiaoyue thought, Lan Junyao should be grooming at this time, why are these people standing in the yard?

Standing under the big tree in the distance, he intentionally made a little noise to attract Sakurabuki's attention.

Sakura could faintly hear the rustling sound, although the courtyard was blowing wind, but the sound was particularly abrupt, thinking that it might be that unruly servant who slipped in.

Yingbui left the queue, walked forward, and was about to scold the other party, but found that the person who came was Xiaoyue: "Jiang... you left, didn't you?"

The trunk of the banyan tree is thick and strong, blocking Xiaoyue tightly. He glanced at the gate of Yanque Hall: "Why don't you go in and serve the princess?"

Sakura gave a cry: "This is the tradition of Gaoxu's marriage. The bride needs to change into a deerskin skirt inside. The double deerskin symbolizes the harmony between the husband and wife, and then puts on a new makeup for herself. The princess does not want us Watching by the side, let me wait outside the hall, and call us after the hair bun is put on the makeup."

Xiao Yue's heart tightened suddenly: "How long have you been waiting outside?"

"This..." Ying Chui Liu's eyebrows moved, "It's been a long time, Xi Po arrived not long after you left, and the princess let us out."

It took a lot of time for Xiaoyue and Qi Delong to go out of the city. It is about six or seven kilometers one way from here to Tianshenmen. In this way, Lan Junyao locked herself in it for at least an hour, which is close to three hours.

The sky gradually brightened, and the shadows of candles reflected on the windows of Yanque Temple became increasingly blurred.

Lan Junyao's dressing table was projected onto the window, but there was no one in front of the dressing table.

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and Xiaoyue's breathing became low and long.

The hairpin on Yingqiu's head came into view, and she turned her head to look at Xiaoyue: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yue calmly said: "I want to see the princess."

His throat quivered unconsciously.

Yingbuki looked at the gate in front of the hall, then at Xiaoyue: "Yes... is something wrong?"

Xiaoyue's eyes were so serious that it was frightening, Yingqiu was a little frightened by him.

Xiaoyue didn't care about the rules of brides before they got married, and couldn't wait for Sakura to be amazed slowly, so he jumped over the wooden fence on the side, walked along the wooden walkway by the window, walked to the door of the palace, pushed the door and entered.

Yingbuki originally wanted to tell Xiaoyue Gaoxu that there is a custom of marriage, after a woman puts on her wedding dress, she cannot see other men until the ceremony is completed.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't see me before.

Sakurabuki yelled "You are not allowed to come in" to the faintly disturbed queue in the distance, and then chased into the hall.

It was just dawn, and not much light shone into the temple.

The red gauze curtain fluttered in the slight flowing wind, and Sakurabuki unconsciously slowed down her pace.

For some reason, she felt like something was wrong.

She walked around the veil, and saw Xiaoyue standing in the back room from a distance, standing tall and still.

In the dim and dark room, Xiaoyue's back stood still, the gauze curtains around him were fluttering, and so was the hem of his clothes.

Sakurabuki finally knew what was wrong.

No one in the room spoke.

Lan Junyao didn't speak, neither did Xiao Yue.

Sakurabuki approached little by little, and the things blocked by Xiaoyue fell into his eyes little by little.

Lan Junyao was sitting on the tea bed with her head bowed low, a dagger stuck in her chest, the dark red blood flowed down her hand hanging on the ground, stretched into the pool of blood, and meandered in front of Xiao Yue.

Ying Chui was stunned for a long while, Xiao Yue covered his mouth before she screamed.

The blood on the ground had already cooled and solidified.

Judging from the amount of bleeding, it is estimated that the time of blood coagulation should be shortly after Xiaoyue and the others left, and Lan Junyao had already committed suicide.

Xiao Yue is always one step late.

Ying Chui was sobbing while Xiaoyue covered her mouth, and the hot and humid tears soaked Xiaoyue's hands.

...Lan Junyao died.

Xiaoyue did not expect that Lan Junyao would choose tonight...

Xiao Yue thought that she should at least take care of the little maid beside her.

Ying Chui was the maid from Gaoxu who came to marry her as a dowry, she died so quietly, none of the servants inside and outside the courtyard could escape.

Xiaoyue tightly covered Yingbu's mouth, and shifted her gaze elsewhere: "Don't look! Calm down!"

His own voice was trembling, but he still managed to calm himself down.

This is the end of the matter, we must leave quickly.

Xiaoyue didn't have time to coax this crying girl, Xiaoyue tightly held her head, and growled: "Shut up and don't make noise!!"

Sakurabuki bit her cheek, tears streaming down her face.

She was terrified, her master was dead, the relationship between Gaoxu and Nanyue would only worsen sharply, if Nanyue wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly with the pro-princess to appease Gaoxu, then everyone in Changxing Bieyuan tonight would be scared want……

all to die.

Ying Chui gradually calmed down, Xiao Yue let go of his hand slowly: "Go!"

Xiaoyue pulls Yingchui and rushes out.

Xiaoyue must leave before the people in Nanyue discover Lan Junyao, otherwise... otherwise no one will be able to save him.

The door of the main hall was still open. As soon as the two of them rushed out of the door, they saw the female officer from the House of Internal Affairs leading the palace servants in.

Dawn was coming soon, and the wedding party would pick up the concubine to pass through the mansion at Chen Shi. Lan Junyao had to dress neatly, hold the twelve-page post in her hand, and sit on the Wangong sedan chair.

Xiao Yue had no choice but to turn back to the house, throw Ying Chui into the house, and pull the latch behind his back.

"Listen," Xiaoyue looked at the tear-stained Yingbuki, "just say the princess is still dressing, don't panic, don't tremble in your voice!"

Before Sakurabuki was ready, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Wei Chen, the head of the House of Internal Affairs, Wei Yan, is here to invite Princess Xin to enter the main hall."

The voice came from behind the door, and Xiao Yue stood by the door with a deep line between his brows.

Ying Chui looked flustered, Xiao Yue pressed his eyes at her.

"Xin Wangfei?"

Sakura clenched her fists tightly and tried her best to control her trembling teeth: "The princess has not finished dressing yet...please wait a moment, my lord."

Xiao Yuecong nodded slightly at him, motioning for her to continue.

"The lower officials know a little about marriage matters, can you ask the princess to open the door and let the lower officials work for you?"

"No, no need." Ying Chui hurriedly said, almost breaking his voice, "Gaoxu ritual system, before the bride is married...you can't see people."

This sentence was what he planned to say to Xiaoyue earlier, and he came out as soon as he opened his mouth in panic.

The people outside the door seemed to hear something strange in Sakurabuki's voice: "Miss Sakurabuki, what's wrong with your voice?"

Her voice was dumbfounded from crying, and every word she uttered seemed to be in a jar.

Sakurabuki casts a look of help to Xiaoyue.

Xiao Yue mouthed to her: "Typhoid fever."

At this moment, the door panel was pushed suddenly, Sakurabuki almost screamed: "Typhoid fever! I have typhoid fever!"

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

The skylight shines through the window on one side and hits Xiaoyue's face.

His face seemed to be submerged in water, and the bewilderment and fear had faded from his face just now, and there was a little coldness between his brows, as if he was thinking about something.

Sakurabuki looked at the profile of the man in front of him, and inexplicably calmed down a lot with him.

The voice from outside the door came again: "Then the official is waiting in the courtyard. The guard of honor from Prince Xin's Mansion will arrive in half an hour. Please don't miss the auspicious time."

Xiao Yue turned around, striding around in front of each window.

Looking out from the gap in the window, there are many guards around the house that were not there before, and the clothes should be Ouchi guards.

Sakurabuki's voice trembled out of tune: "What to do...we can't escape."

She doesn't want to die yet, she is only 17 years old, and she has three young brothers in Gaoxu's hometown, waiting for her salary to live, she doesn't want to die.

"Don't cry!" Xiao Yue said in a low voice.

Sakura pursed her lips tightly, trying to restrain herself.

The whole room has been completely surrounded, besieged on all sides, there is no way to retreat.

How can I get out of here?

Xiaoyue looked at Yingbuki who was raining on the pear blossoms: "Who usually enters this room?"

Sakurabuki didn't know why he asked this, but she answered truthfully: "There is no one... I clean it..."

Changxing Bieyuan is not a place of happiness, all the beauties living here are living in poverty, only their own personal maids are around, and no one cares about them except for someone to deliver meals on time for a few days.

Xiaoyue realized.

The biggest problem now is how to leave this other courtyard, but whether he is a big man rushing out now, or waiting here for the people in the palace to find Lan Junyao's body, the ending is the same.

The only way right now is to delay the discovery of Lan Junyao's body as much as possible, and prevent people from seeing Xiaoyue in this room.

How to do it...

Xiaoyue frowned and pondered, Yingchuan stood beside her trembling unconsciously, suppressing the sound of sobbing.

She didn't know what this man was thinking, but she instinctively felt that she couldn't interrupt him.

Xiaoyue's eyes fell on Lan Junyao's body, his eyes were in full swing.

Suddenly, Xiao Yue looked over and said, "Take it."

Yingbui frantically catches what Xiaoyue throws to him.

—is a token.