I am the only concubine: the dragon concubine plays the kings

Chapter 53 The Tenderness in the Forbidden Palace 2
Things get complicated.

But maybe she would be safer in the Forbidden Palace, but wouldn't it be so convenient for him to see her in the future?

Ye Xiaowen walked out of the palace with hands and feet lightly, his body fluctuating up and down, leaping away in the palace like a big black bird.

After passing through the Qiandian Hall, Zhaobi Hall, Zhaoyi Hall, Ande Hall, and then passing through the Imperial Garden, corridors, stone bridges, etc., you finally come to the depths of the imperial palace—the Forbidden Palace.

The moonlight is like water, and the night is gloomy.

The guards were all dozing off, but the dead men in the Forbidden Palace seemed to be full of energy. Ye Xiaowen, who was hiding behind the rockery, couldn't help snorting coldly when he saw this, "It really is the Forbidden Palace, there are tens of thousands of dead men, plus Going to a delicate institution, I have to accompany you!"

Afterwards, Ye Xiaowen took out a small bottle from his arms, which contained a dark red liquid.Ye Xiaowen opened the cork, and dripped a drop of red liquid onto the stone on the rockery.

Immediately, a faint fragrance filled the air.

Like the fragrance of flowers, light and refreshing.

Those dead men who stood in a row smelled this fragrance and thought it was just the scent of flowers, but after only a while, all the dead men saw their expressions dull, their eyes fixed on the very first moment, motionless.

Ye Xiaowen raised his eyebrows, his bewitching smile suddenly bloomed like fireworks, he stood up, and swaggered out towards the Forbidden Palace, those dead men who seemed to be fascinated but not fascinated still had dull expressions, while Ye Xiaowen was completely transparent that day.

As soon as Ye Xiaowen stepped into the palace door, he was startled by the wind piercing from the long corridor opposite. He sneered and raised his sleeves, only to hear a few ding dings, and immediately there were countless gleaming silver needles barbs On the stone gates on both sides.

Ye Xiaowen leaped away lightly, broke through ten levels, and walked secretly, finally came to the middle of the Forbidden Palace.

I saw layers of curtains like snow, surrounded by iron pillars, and the atmosphere was heavy and strange.

Ye Xiaowen frowned, and gently lifted the curtain. After passing through the nine layers of curtains, he finally saw a small bed leaning quietly against the last part of the palace.

The snow gauze curtain was hung at a slant, and on the bed, Long Rongyu's breathing was a little weak, and his whole body was injured.

Ye Xiaowen stood there in a daze, and with just one glance, he felt an unspeakable heartache.

(End of this chapter)