The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

Ling Shuyuan took the letter, watched the letter in his hand with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, slowly opened the letter, looked at it quietly, folded the letter paper again, turned and walked into the house.

The servant followed him behind him and whispered, "What is your master planning to do?"

"Xi Yang, how do you feel about the world today?" Ling Shuyuan walked to the candlestick, looked down at the letter paper in his hand, folded it again, and leaned towards the flame.

"Today's world lacks a Holy Master." Xi Yang said truthfully, with a trace of gloom in his eyes.

"Then let's help this world find a Holy Master." The letter paper was gradually engulfed by the flames, and the orange-red flame reflected Ling Shuyuan's fair cheeks, dancing slightly on his face.

The night gradually deepened, and after the key was lifted from the palace gate, the resplendent and resplendent palace looked like an isolated city. Orange-red lanterns were hung in front of every palace on every floor. The dark night fell, and the orange-red color was a bit coquettish and full of mystery. means.

The breeze passed under the long corridor in front of the hall, shaking the lanterns and colored silks under the corridor. The entire corridor was filled with black, but it seemed a little thinner because of the bustling scene.Several palace maids passed by the corridor holding lanterns, and when they met a woman, they all bent down and saluted: "Su Cairen."

"Get up." Su Yuzhi nodded slightly, the red light illuminated her gentle eyebrows and eyes more beautifully, standing under the lamp in a green shirt, adding a bit of fireworks to the clean dust.The breeze blew up her sleeves just in time, she stretched out her hand to straighten her clothes, and was about to walk forward when she saw the last maid in the palace give her a look.

Su Yuzhi was slightly taken aback, but before she could react, the maid had already lowered her eyes, gently pulled down her sleeve, handed her a note, and hurriedly left behind the group of maids holding a lantern. go.

Su Yuzhi panicked for a moment, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly returned to her normal expression. Holding the note in her hand, she walked towards her palace gate along the corridor. The note in his hand was slowly pulled out, and he put it on the oil lamp beside the table to look carefully. The oil lamp was dim, and on the yellow note, there were several handwriting neatly written: Tomorrow, Yunqiao in the palace, the prince has something to entrust .

Su Yuzhi sighed a long sigh, it really came from Yan Ting, she has been in the palace for several months, and this is the first time she has received such a message, it seems that the prince's plan has already started to be implemented.Her eyes were slightly deep, she thought for a while, then hurriedly put the note in her hand on the candle and burned it, looked up at the night outside the window, her eyes full of hesitation.

The next day, it rained lightly in the middle of Beijing, and the pattering raindrops fell on the steps made of jade, splashed and flowed down along with a shallow layer of rainwater.Su Yuzhi held an umbrella and stared at the lake surface rippled by the jade beads under the bridge, her brows were slightly furrowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

The maid beside her looked at her worriedly, followed her gaze, but couldn't see anything, so she could only ask curiously, "What is Cairen looking at?"

"Nanyue, do you have any relatives outside the palace?" Su Yuzhi sighed softly, Xiumei frowned slightly, and pulled up the thin shirt on her body: "I have a younger brother, but unfortunately I can't see him now."

"I have a deep understanding of how a talented person misses relatives." Before Nanyue could reply, she suddenly heard a person coming up from under the bridge. Su Yuzhi turned her head and saw that the person was wearing the brocade official uniform of a secretary. He is very handsome and extraordinary, but his demeanor is really a bit like that described in the poem "I will meet you under the moon on Yaotai". Su Yuzhi couldn't help being slightly startled, came back to his senses, took a step back, leaned over and said: "I don't know, my lord yes?"