Love in Xuancheng

"Sounds like a lot!" Shen Xingyue looked up and winked at the procuress. "Stay! Ah, give you a reward! Send more of your best wine!" he threw a money bag at random. When the procuress opened it, she lost her smile. I really met the God of wealth!

The actors are performing hard, singing, dancing, storytelling and telling interesting stories... Shen Xingyue is worried about drinking alone. She doesn't care what these people are performing. She just doesn't want to be silent around.

More than a dozen empty wine pots were placed on a table. The room felt a little stuffy. One foot deep and one foot shallow staggered to approach the window near the lake in the East. The window was pushed open and a cold wind blew in the face. Shen Xingyue suddenly woke up. She jumped onto the windowsill, sat down against the window lattice, looked up at the full moon hanging in the night sky, and her thoughts floated far away.

Since he joined the six departments in the palace Treasury, the memory of situ Zhen has been lost day by day. Is this the price to pay for cultivation? Familiar faces began to become blurred in my mind. I can't remember the people I care about and the things I've experienced. If I go on like this, I'm afraid I'll soon completely forget where I came from and where I want to go. Even who you are will forget it!

Can't you really go back? Do you really want to stay here and be Shen Xingyue all your life? The hatred, likes and dislikes in my heart may disappear one day! But is this really what you want? Willing? Oh - what can you change if you are unwilling? Shen Xingyue kept filling her mouth with wine, and tears silently wet her skirt.

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Jin Palace

I don't know how long later, there was no singing sound of actors in my ears, and the silence was terrible all around. Shen Xingyue slowly opened her eyes and a beautiful face appeared in front of her.

"Is the wind evil?" murmured Shen Xingyue, stretching out her hand and rubbing her eyes. She thought she was dazzled after drinking. How can ten one sword run to the place of fireworks? With his abnormal cleanliness and high cold fan, it's impossible!

"There is no wine in the general's house?" Feng moye asked with a smelly face.

"Ah?" Shen Xingyue didn't react for a moment. "Oh - sneaked out."

"Why go to that place to drink?" the voice was cool and concerned.

"Er... No reason. Just want to drink suddenly." Shen Xingyue turned sideways and closed her eyes. She didn't want to be pestered by him or seen by him.

The wind is evil, and the heart is cramped. What makes you so sad that you have to avoid everyone and get drunk? Can't even the King say? Or blame the king for not looking for you? I'm sorry! The king will not part from you for a moment.

Damn yuan cobra, it seems to peel off as soon as possible! The wind is angry.

The voice of "master" Luo Chen came in from the door. Feng moye stood quietly before the bed collapsed, turned out of the bedroom and went to the study.

Yunchu had already been waiting in the study. Seeing Feng moye coming in, he hurried up to salute with his fist.

"Master!"

Feng moye walked to the book case and stood still with a cold "um" without expression.

"The assassin who wanted to assassinate the master during the tour of the city was a dead man kept by the crown prince of Nan'an." there was an irrecoverable anger in Yunchu's voice.

"Oh? That's interesting!" Feng moye raised his eyebrows in a cold and plain tone. "It seems that Qu Xiangguo came to the door with silver and became someone else's chess piece."

"Master -" Yunchu hesitated. "Princess Zhuo Wen came to marry you. She secretly sent someone to inquire about the palace and master, including the princess."

"Really? She's so curious. You can tell her." Feng moye sneered.

"Yes, master." Yunchu's eyes brightened with joy, "what's the plan of the prince of Nan'an?"