"Which girl is this? Why did you come to the vicinity of Yangxin Hall?" The servant looked ahead and murmured.

The road was very quiet, and the servant's voice sounded, which was naturally particularly clear, which alarmed Chunsha and others at once. They glanced at Xiao Zhengting, and then changed their faces one after another.

"Girl, let's go." After Chunsha said that, she hurried back with others, hugged Yang Yaoer.

Yang Yaoer didn't know why, so she just held the flower tightly, and Chunsha took her legs wherever she walked.

In just a blink of an eye, only Xiao Zhengting and his servant were left on this path.

The servant wondered: "Did you treat us as a beast? I even forgot to salute the prince."

Xiao Zhengting was brought back to reality at once.

The sunset is setting, and the afterglow is covered with dazzling golden light.

...Of course, the girl who was standing in the middle of the tunnel just now was not a fairy goddess.

Just a moment to recall the scene just now.

The girl was wearing moon-white clothes and stood under the wall, holding a pink and white flower in her hand. She held the branch high and looked up at the sunlight... She still felt like a goddess.

The appearance is similar, and the temperament is similar.

Xiao Zhengting could even remember that there was a round jade on her collar.

Seeing that Xiao Zhengting had not spoken for a long time, the servant couldn't help but turn his head and look: "Prince?"

"Let's go." Xiao Zhengting had no intention of pursuing the palace ladies just now.

"Yes." The servant nodded and followed Xiao Zhengting onto another road.

Chunsha and others walked quickly for a while. She turned around and looked back. She didn't see the two figures just now. Chunsha then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If we take the girl to meet the man, although it is an accident, it will be bad when it is reported. If we provoke the emperor, it will be even more unsightly."

The other little palace maids nodded and said, "Sister Chunsha is saying."

Chunsha turned her head to see Yang Yaoer and asked nervously: "Miss isn't scared just now, aren't she?"

Yang Yaoer shook her head, then looked down at the flower in her hand.

Chunsha also went to see it, and after seeing it, she found that the flower had fallen a few petals.

"I will pick another branch?" Chunsha said with pain.

Yang Yaoer still shook her head, clenched the flower branch tightly, and slowly spoke, asking, "Are you leaving?"

"Are the girl tired?"

Yang Yaoer shook her head.

Harusa smiled and held her wrist and said, "Then let's go for a while, it's rare for a girl to come out for a walk."

Yang Yaoer nodded and opened her mouth softly and said, "Okay." Her tone was light and her speaking speed was slow, but her voice was really nice and crisp. Even if she just spitted out those two words, it would thrust straight into the heart.

The palace people couldn't help but laugh and said, "The girl has such a good temper."

Yang Yaoer looked at them ignorantly, not understanding what a good temper means.

This time, Chunsha was still leading the way. She didn't want the girl to run into the two of them again, so she changed the path.

"This is to Hanchun Room." Chunsha said, regardless of whether Yang Yaoer could understand it. She said again: "Does the girl still remember this road? When she went to meet the emperor, she walked here. This is the emperor's bedroom. Going east is Tishun Hall, and then there is the Xihun Pavilion. The place where the emperor summoned him, ordinary people are not allowed to enter..."

Yang Yaoer stared at the direction of Hanchun's room, and for a moment the flower was forgotten.

She remembers that she had been here and stayed here.

The couch inside is so big and big, the quilt is so soft and soft, it is very warm and comfortable to lie on.

Yang Yaoer unknowingly threw Chunsha's hand away and stepped on her legs towards Hanchun's room.

Chunsha and others naturally followed closely, and soon they arrived at the door.

The person guarding outside the door recognized Yang Yaoer. A little eunuch bowed first and said, "Miss Yang." He looked very regular and respectful.

Harusha and others were surprised.

In the empress dowager's harem, they do not take the Emperor's Palace seriously. But those who often work in the palace are actually afraid of Emperor's Palace. They always feel that the eunuchs and palace maids who came out of the Emperor's Palace are all affected by the emperor's power and are afraid of it. In fact, the people in the Emperor's Palace do have a high status.

Now that they saw these people who looked respectful to Miss Yang, they were surprised and strange.

It happened that Madam Liu came out at this time.

She was also surprised when she saw Yang Yaoer and her group: "Why is the girl here?"

Yanxi Hall is located west of the bedroom behind Yangxin Hall, and is built next to Hanchun's room, very close to it.

If it weren't for this, Yang Yao'er might have been stopped by the guards and palace servants before she could even come to Hanchun's room.

Yang Yaoer said: "Look."

Madam Liu couldn't help laughing: "What are you here to see, Miss?"

Perhaps it was because the emperor said in person that Miss Yang was like a child, when Madam Liu talked to her, she couldn't consciously treat her as a child.

"Look..." Yang Yaoer paused, but she didn't know how to describe it. So she held it in for a long time and only wrote one word: "He."

Mama Liu smiled a little more, and she asked with a smile: "Is the girl here to meet the emperor?"

Yang Yaoer recalled it.

That day, those people seemed to call him "The Emperor".

She nodded: "Yeah."

"The girl came unfortunately, the emperor was not here."

"Ah." Yang Yaoer was not disappointed. Her eyes turned around and finally attracted by a stone staircase.

It turned out that a small wild flower grew there.

Yang Yaoer looked down at what was in her hand, then looked at what was in the cracks in the rock, and became hesitant.

Mama Liu followed her gaze and saw Yang Yaoer holding flowers in her hand, and smiled and said, "Miss, likes flowers?"

Yang Yaoer didn't shake her head or nodded, but just stared at the little wild flower. At this moment, the warm wind was blowing, and the flowers swayed with the wind. It was fun.

"Miss, do you want to wait for the emperor here?" asked Madam Liu again.

Yang Yaoer thought about it and then nodded. She followed her to the stone steps and sat down.

Chunsha and others had long been used to her like this, but they didn't expect that Miss Yang would dare to be so casual here, so they hurried forward and said, "Miss, sit down again with a cushion."

Madam Liu waved to a little palace maid: "Go and get a mat, don't let Miss Yang get a cold."

"Yes, madam." The little palace maid turned around and went to get the mat.

Before the little palace maid could get the mat back, the emperor came back first.

Xiao Yi walked over slowly.

His handsome face was shrouded in gloomy colors, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with a little bit of ambition, like a cage of evil spirits. He was obviously in a bad mood.

But when he got closer, a hint of surprise flashed through Xiao Yi's eyes.

"Emperor." The palace people came to their senses and knelt down and saluted.

Only Yang Yaoer was still sitting on the stone steps. When she heard someone else calling out to the emperor, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiao Yi steadily, with a shocking light bursting out from her eyes, just like...

It was like she was sitting here, waiting for him for a long time before finally waiting for him to come back.

Xiao Yi unconsciously walked forward.

When he came to his senses, he had already stood in front of Yang Yaoer.

Yang Yaoer stared at Xiao Yi, raised her hand, and stuffed the wrinkled and falling branches into Xiao Yi's hand: "Give it."

Xiao Yi: "For me?"

Yang Yaoer didn't say anything, but her fingers were still clasped on his palm.

Xiao Yi glanced down.

The flower was pink and white, blooming pink and beautiful. Maybe she was rubbed a little on the way, but she still couldn't hide her beauty. Just like her.

Xiao Yi tightened his palms and even held Yang Yaoer's fingers.

Her fingers were thin and soft.

Xiao Yi had never touched such a pair of hands.

But Yang Yaoer quickly pulled her hand back, and she stood up on the steps, as if she wanted to follow Xiao Yi in.

Xiao Yi didn't stop him, but just held the flower branch and walked ahead first.

While walking in, he said, "Take the thin-necked bottle of Huanghuali Mountain and Water Pattern." He handed the branch to the little eunuch beside him and said, "Put it in, put it on."

The little eunuch stood up and took the flower with both hands.

But Yang Yaoer was anxious. She took a small step forward and snatched the flower back. Before the eunuch could react, she stuffed it into Xiao Yi's palm again.

Xiao Yi: "Do you want me to take it?"

Yang Yaoer just tilted her head to look at him, but still didn't say anything. She looked like she felt wronged.

Xiao Yi tightened his fingers and held the flower branch in his hand: "Then I will take it."

Chunsha had been instructed by the emperor to insert the fine-necked bottle of Huanghuali landscape pattern. The eunuch went to receive the flowers with both hands, and then he started to faint.

Oh my God!

That was just what she folded down!

She never expected that such a broken flower could still be treated like this!

And when the emperor held the flower again, Chunsha was about to faint.

Oh my God!

The flower was tortured by this, and there were even fewer petals!

How can the emperor let him take it himself?
Chapter completed!