Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 410 Love Lake (2)
Looking at the majestic and splendid rows of buildings, Ling Xihan couldn't hide his shock.The tall building that Ouyang Chen took her to last time was full of strong European flavors. It was the place where the lord of Wuyou City lived.That city is located in the center of Wuyou City, soaring into the sky, standing on the top, you can overlook the whole picture of Wuyou City.She has been there before, and she can really feel the magnificent state of mind that will be the top of the mountain and look at all the small mountains.

The degree of splendor of Wuyou City is no less than that of the Imperial City of Daqingguo, and even far surpasses it.Because of its unique and cross-age architectural style, as well as the kind and simple people who shuttle in this land.They are smiling and kind-faced, but they are dressed in the same way as men and women in Daqing country.It's just that the demeanor has a faint and tolerant demeanor, everyone gets along harmoniously, and the family is happy and warm.

Such a bustling city, such a group of kind people, such a beautiful night scene.Ling Xihan actually felt longing in his heart.Thinking of the flames of fire and smoke at the border, the gold and iron horses, many people live and sleep in the open, starved of food, and their wives and children are separated.She couldn't help feeling a trace of pity in her heart, and the corners of her eyes were unconsciously sour.She has never been a kind person, let alone have any extra sympathy.

However, at this moment, seeing the happy and warm smiles of the people in Wuyou City, I felt the peaceful and quiet warmth in the air.There was an indescribable pity and lament in her eyes.

But she knew that such a peaceful state would disappear sooner or later.

Daqing Country and Wuyou City are governed by separate countries, and Emperor Yuan Qing and Ouyang Hen are so incompatible.It will be a matter of time before this worry-free city and Daqingguo go to war. Once the flames of war spread, the peaceful and peaceful state of worry-free city will disappear.And these kind and simple people will also be displaced.

She suddenly remembered what Xiao Tingxuan had said.

Queens don't like wars!
She didn't have much emotion before, but now that she saw this scene with her own eyes, she also vaguely understood it.How many people's happiness and peace will be destroyed by the cruelty of war?
Zhao Xinyue has been quietly following Ling Xihan, introducing her to the surrounding buildings or scenery from time to time, with a gentle smile on her face.And the surrounding people also showed her friendly and kind smiles.

"Princess, look at the lake in front of you." She pointed to the end of the street, under the hazy light, the lake was sparkling, swaying among the jungle trees.

"That's the holy lake of Wuyou City, Qingxin Lake." Her thoughts suddenly drifted away, and she said quietly.

"A hundred years ago, there was no lake here, but a beautiful paradise. It was here that Ouyang Min, the ancestor of the Ouyang family, met Fairy Qionghua. Later, Fairy Qionghua passed away. Ouyang Min was so sad that he knelt here He cried every day and every day. For three whole years, his tears formed this lake. Later, in order to commemorate his infatuation with Fairy Qionghua, the world named this lake Qingxin Lake." She looked up at the sky and the moon color, a faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"It is said that all the men and women who make love by the Lake of Love will grow old together and stay together in love for the rest of their lives."

While talking, the two had already walked to the end of the street.Ling Xihan suddenly discovered that there were no buildings around Qingxin Lake, but half-surrounded by strange trees, decorated with Qionghua.There are many peaks and mountains, the clear water is like a mirror, the green mountains are floating in the water, and the reflections are graceful. The scenery on both sides of the bank is like a gallery of hundreds of miles.The lake is so clear that even the gravel at the bottom of the lake can be seen clearly.The moonlight shines on the surface of the lake, and the ripples and ripples blown by the breeze are smudged, forming dark green lines one after another.Like the teardrops in the sea, the sadness and pain of a lifetime are written in the beauty.

She stopped and looked quietly at the lake that brought her inexplicable melancholy.

"What are you trying to explain by bringing me here?" Her eyes were blank, but the corners of her mouth held a hint of sarcasm.

Zhao Xinyue took a deep look at her, not knowing whether it was self-mockery or embarrassment.

"Let you see clearly the city you will live in in the future."

Ling Xihan looked at her sarcastically, "Ouyang Chen asked you to be a lobbyist again?"

Zhao Xinyue shook her head, the wind picked up, her skirt was like smoke and mist, and her expression was as hazy as a phantom moon.

"Why should you be so proud of your son?"

Ling Xihan's eyes turned, "Really?" She raised her eyebrows noncommittally, looking at the flowing lake in front of her, the corners of her mouth curled up into an arc that seemed to be absent.

"He really doesn't need to be like this, isn't there such a considerate confidante like you?"

"Princess." Zhao Xinyue frowned and sighed.

"Why do you have such a big prejudice against the city lord?"

The corner of Ling Xihan's mouth curled up in sarcasm, "Do you think I have any good feelings for a person who kidnapped me regardless of my wishes?"

"The city lord is..." Zhao Xinyue was about to explain, when a delicate woman screamed.

"Ah! You bitch, you dare to come out."

A gust of wind passed by, and a sharp slap hit her face.With a tight grip, Ling Xihan was pulled behind by Zhao Xinyue.

"Miss Baili, what are you doing?" Zhao Xinyue's eyebrows darkened, she coldly grabbed Baili Qiuyue's hand, and scolded displeasedly.

Only now did Ling Xihan see clearly that the woman in front of her was wearing a pale pink gauze dress, with white lace embroidered on the cuffs, and two layers of milky white gauze collar folded in front of her neck, which was complicated and delicate, and because she was too thin, her collarbone was clearly defined.The shoulders are only surrounded by light gauze, and the white and jade-like shoulders are looming.There are a few strands of clouds hooked on the chest, and the skirt is covered with a mist-like veil, wrapped in moon white to wrap the chest, and a pure white satin is tied around the waist, making her clean and slender and weak.The fat-like skin that can be seen by flicking the sleeves is like an orchid.Hao wears a Hetian jade bracelet on his wrist, which is white and emerald, and it is very valuable at a glance.There is a pair of amber earrings beside the ears, which are crystal clear.Wearing tassels that drag down to the ground, slowly hold the blue silks together, wind them into an upward circle, hold them with a silver hairpin, coil them into a delicate willow leaf hairpin, and then pinch a lily to pin it on, looking like a girl. Fresh and pretty.Her face was covered with a pink veil, and her bright pearly eyes reflected the light of jealousy and hatred under the moonlight.

Without thinking too much, Ling Xihan already guessed the identity of the person in front of him.It was Baili Qiuyue.

At this moment, she was being grabbed by Zhao Xinyue's wrist, unable to move.She cursed angrily.

"Zhao Xinyue, let me go."

Zhao Xinyue straightened her back, and looked at Baili Qiuyue without being humble or overbearing.

"The city lord has a life, no one is allowed to hurt the future city lord's wife."

The words 'Mrs. of the City Lord' made Baili Qiurong, who came over eagerly, pause, and An Shang flashed across his eyes.

"Rong'er, what's the matter?" The man in the fancy dress beside her saw her stop and couldn't help asking sideways.

With restrained emotions, Baili Qiurong said with a faint smile: "It's okay. I'm afraid Yue'er will cause trouble again. Brother, let's go over and have a look."

(End of this chapter)