first concubine

Chapter 107 Encounter Zhan Yu again. 2
"Who is it? Come out!!"

The guard closest to Qiu Yinong reacted and ran to her side, pointing at her with the scabbard, forcing her to go out.

The rain lingered on the ground, she calmed down her emotions, and slowly walked out from behind the flower shadow.

Finally saw the scene above the pavilion.

The eaves of the pavilion are raised, red tiles, layers of white gauze dance gently with the wind, and the figures of the man and woman on the pavilion flicker.

But with just one glance, Qiu Yinong knew who these two people were.

Qiu Fengyi, Zhan Yu.

Qiu Fengyi sat at the low dazzling black table, her blue dress spread out, her satin-like long hair flowing down her side, her eyebrows like flowers.

With a pair of bare hands resting on a phoenix-tailed qin, she looked over with frowned eyebrows.

After seeing that the person who came was autumn-like, a venomous gleam flashed across his eyebrows.

However, Qiu's intense eyes glanced over her, and looked at the man in black standing in the pavilion with his back to her.

He was dressed in thick black, completely black, as black as an eternal night, without any other embellishments, this blackness gave him a cold and murderous aura that could not be dispelled.

This person has remained unchanged throughout the years, like a piece of ice that will not melt for thousands of years, his whole body is shrouded in cold air, unpredictable.

Never know his mind.

This person is not only cold on the outside, but also on the heart.

For so many years in the deep palace, she stayed by his side, watching him go from the downcast, indifferent and unfavored seventh prince to the emperor respected by everyone.

She thought that even if his heart was a cold stone, she should warm it up.

But it turns out that Zhan Yu has no heart.

The hands that were gathered in the sleeves were tightly clenched, the nails sank into the flesh and blood, and her palm was already sticky and wet.

But his face was calm and calm, and he stepped out of the shadow of the flower.

Zhan Yu, who had his back to her, was disturbed by the guard's voice.

He turned around.

Standing on the pavilion and looking at it from a distance, the face under the skylight is extremely profound.

The tall and straight nose is like a sculpture, the cold and thin lips are slightly pursed, and the pair of eagle eyes are so cold that it makes people tremble.

He looked over like this, and when he saw the white figure, his pupils shrank slightly.

The woman walked slowly holding a plain oil-paper umbrella, the plum blossoms on the umbrella were proudly blooming, slightly tilted, revealing the woman's calm and plain face.

Not to mention the beauty of the country, but the complexion is fresh and delicate, and the eyebrows are dull.

The white cotton brocade dress, with a stand-up collar wrapping her slender neck, made her fair neck even more slender and graceful, with fine hair rippling around her neck, and he seemed to be able to see her blue capillaries.

The age is just right, and the appearance is as calm as water.

The sky was slightly drunk, misty and rainy, she walked slowly, the white skirt was rippling, and the white begonia flower embroidery on the skirt was exquisite and perfect.

Lifelike, as if swaying on the branches.

In this world, he only knew one woman who could embroider white begonias so vividly and delicately, without any flaws.

As she approached step by step, the brocade and cotton skirt was covered with a layer of skylight, curling up, her pointed chin was embedded in the white collar, her face without makeup was fresh and elegant, and he suddenly thought of that white crabapple.

For a moment, Zhan Yu had an illusion.

The apricot blossoms were lightly raining, and the light silk was already wet, the woman stood in front of him again, and the begonia blossoms covered her body.

"My daughter is full of autumn spirit, kowtow to see my emperor."

She walked to the front of the court to salute, her appearance was extremely submissive.

This cold voice made Zhan Yu wake up like a dream.

Dressed in a charming manner, but that appearance is not her.

Zhao Zishi is dead! !
(End of this chapter)