"It doesn't matter, I picked it from the sea!" Jian Yao looked at Jimo in disbelief, and Jimo said nervously:

"I'm good at water, so I accidentally picked it up when I was diving in the sea. You can keep it!" After saying that, without waiting for Jian Yao's reaction, he turned around and walked into the palace.

Jian Yao stood in the sunset for a long time, turned around with a complicated expression, the beads in his hand were like Jimo's pure and warm heart, but he couldn't hold it...

And Jimo looked at her retreating back through the carvings on the courtyard wall, and smiled sweetly, as if those three days of sleepless diving in the sea had finally come to a successful conclusion...

After walking across the covered bridge, Jian Yao looked back at the "Sleepless Pavilion" hidden in the greenery. Jimo to himself was more like making up for a kind of lost family affection. Being with him was like returning to Jian Mu Cheng.

In her childhood, she knew that Jimo was not good to her. The closer she got to him, the deeper the torture she would suffer from him. But neither of them wanted to let go. Jimo did it for love, and she did it for Dongyin.

--sorry!

Silently thinking about her guilt for him, Jian Yao was overwhelmed by a deeper and deeper sense of guilt, but she knew that she had no choice. For Dong Yin, for brother Mu Cheng, even if God wanted to punish me, he would punish me!

Late at night, the candles in the East Palace were still not extinguished. Xiao Lu walked to Jian Yao and silently added lamp oil for her. A sigh came out, and Xiao Lu frowned slightly. This was the 148th sound she heard tonight.

Sighing, I don’t know what happened to the master. Could it be that he was hit by something unclean?

"Mother, please rest early!"

Jian Yao stood up from the window, half of his body was a little numb, and he didn't realize that it was past midnight. Although he was not tired yet, he didn't want to cause trouble to his servants.

Xiao Lu took off her coat, blew out the candle, turned around and left.

There is moonlight outside the window, and the room is very quiet. The water-colored patterned tent emits a faint white light. The white light is faint, but gentle and peaceful, and the whole bed is illuminated by the light.

Jian Yao opened the patterned curtain, and on the inside of the bed, a piece of white cloth was shining, as quiet as moonlight. There seemed to be a piece of mist rising around the cloth, which was transparent and lightly dense.

Jian Yao stared blankly at this piece of white cloth for a long time. This is the "Ying Dyeing and Weaving" that I just received today. It was sent from Dongyin. The cloth is made of luminous pearls ground up and finely glued on, so it will also glow in the dark night.

.Both the luminous pearls and the sticky and dyeing work are very expensive, so only three feet of this kind of fabric can be woven in three years.

The white light did not diminish, but became brighter and brighter with the darkness in the night. Finally, the pattern of the quilt on the bed, the color of the curtain, and even Jian Yao's face shone with light. Jian Yao reached out to hold it up, and the warm white light shone.

In his hand, he gently shakes it open, and the white cloth looks like a huge thin piece of white jade.

Jian Yao stroked it gently, his eyes gradually closed, and he put his cheek against the warm cloth and rubbed it slowly.

——Brother Mu Cheng must give you the best!

The best is not necessarily what Jian Yao wants! Brother Mu Cheng, when will you understand?

"Eh? Isn't that the eldest princess? She went to buy books again!" In the restaurant, a group of young men in fine clothes were drinking and drinking, and suddenly someone shouted.

One of them, a handsome man with rugged eyebrows, immediately blushed and raised his hand to slap the speaker:

"Drink your bar! Why are you mentioning that fake man? It's not fun for me!"

"Hey, Du Lang, you don't have to be so vindictive!" A purple-shirted young man next to him grabbed him and persuaded him: "The eldest princess broke into the company camp alone when she was seven years old. Outside Nanyang City, she killed five thousand enemies and slayed magical beasts. This is

Everyone knows that in Nanyang City, except for protecting

Crown Prince, no one is her opponent. If you fight her, even if you lose at her hands, it will be an honor even though you lose!" "It doesn't matter, I picked it from the sea!" Jian Yao looked at Jimo in disbelief.

, Jimo said nervously:

"I'm good at water, so I accidentally picked it up when I was diving in the sea. You can keep it!" After saying that, without waiting for Jian Yao's reaction, he turned around and walked into the palace.

Jian Yao stood in the sunset for a long time, turned around with a complicated expression, the beads in his hand were like Jimo's pure and warm heart, but he couldn't hold it...

And Jimo looked at her retreating back through the carvings on the courtyard wall, and smiled sweetly, as if those three days of sleepless diving in the sea had finally come to a successful conclusion...

After walking across the covered bridge, Jian Yao looked back at the "Sleepless Pavilion" hidden in the greenery. Jimo to himself was more like making up for a kind of lost family affection. Being with him was like returning to Jian Mu Cheng.

In her childhood, she knew that Jimo was not good to her. The closer she got to him, the deeper the torture she would suffer from him. But neither of them wanted to let go. Jimo did it for love, and she did it for Dongyin.

--sorry!

Silently thinking about her guilt for him, Jian Yao was overwhelmed by a deeper and deeper sense of guilt, but she knew that she had no choice. For Dong Yin, for brother Mu Cheng, even if God wanted to punish me, he would punish me!

Late at night, the candles in the East Palace were still not extinguished. Xiao Lu walked to Jian Yao and silently added lamp oil for her. A sigh came out, and Xiao Lu frowned slightly. This was the 148th sound she heard tonight.

Sighing, I don’t know what happened to the master. Could it be that he was hit by something unclean?

"Mother, please rest early!"

Jian Yao stood up from the window, half of his body was a little numb, and he didn't realize that it was past midnight. Although he was not tired yet, he didn't want to cause trouble to his servants.

Xiao Lu took off her coat, blew out the candle, turned around and left.

There is moonlight outside the window, and the room is very quiet. The water-colored patterned tent emits a faint white light. The white light is faint, but gentle and peaceful, and the whole bed is illuminated by the light.

Jian Yao opened the patterned curtain, and on the inside of the bed, a piece of white cloth was shining, as quiet as moonlight. There seemed to be a piece of mist rising around the cloth, which was transparent and lightly dense.

Jian Yao stared blankly at this piece of white cloth for a long time. This is the "Ying Dyeing and Weaving" that I just received today. It was sent from Dongyin. The cloth is made of luminous pearls ground up and finely glued on, so it will also glow in the dark night.

.Both the luminous pearls and the sticky and dyeing work are very expensive, so only three feet of this kind of fabric can be woven in three years.

The white light did not diminish, but became brighter and brighter with the darkness in the night. Finally, the pattern of the quilt on the bed, the color of the curtain, and even Jian Yao's face shone with light. Jian Yao reached out to hold it up, and the warm white light shone.

In his hand, he gently shakes it open, and the white cloth looks like a huge thin piece of white jade.

Jian Yao stroked it gently, his eyes gradually closed, and he put his cheek against the warm cloth and rubbed it slowly.

——Brother Mu Cheng must give you the best!

The best is not necessarily what Jian Yao wants! Brother Mu Cheng, when will you understand?

"Eh? Isn't that the eldest princess? She went to buy books again!" In the restaurant, a group of young men in fine clothes were drinking and drinking, and suddenly someone shouted.

One of them, a handsome man with rugged eyebrows, immediately blushed and raised his hand to slap the speaker:

"Drink your bar! Why are you mentioning that fake man? It's not fun for me!"

"Hey, Du Lang, you don't have to be so vindictive!" A purple-shirted young man next to him grabbed him and persuaded him: "The eldest princess broke into the company camp alone when she was seven years old. Outside Nanyang City, she killed five thousand enemies and slayed magical beasts. This is
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