Chen Changsheng walked to the middle-aged woman and bowed.

When he saw the visitor, he left without turning around because he knew the middle-aged woman.

On the night of Qingteng Banquet, he was sent to the bottom of the Heilong Pond by Mo Yu, and finally got out of trouble in great difficulty and danger. When he came to the ground, he was in a pond. The middle-aged woman was on the bank of the pond. She was almost injured by a naughty squirrel.

He knew very well that the lights in Baicao Garden were unlikely to be Luo Luo back, but when he saw that Luo Luo was really not Luo Luo, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

Looking at Qiu Lin around him, he was stunned and thought, since this middle-aged woman was a person from the palace, how could she appear in Baicao Garden? Depending on her age, the middle-aged woman should be a female official in the palace. If she was the concubine of the late emperor, then this matter would be a bit troublesome.

He was a little alert, walked to the middle-aged woman and gestured with her hands and asked a few questions, because he was worried that he would scare the other person. His expression was as calm as possible, and his gestures were also very relaxed to avoid irritating the other person.

He asked her how she came out of the palace.

The middle-aged woman looked at him quietly without answering.

Chen Changsheng was stunned and gestured again, but this time the speed was slower. He believed that the meaning was expressed clearly enough: How did you get here from the palace?

The middle-aged woman smiled, raised her right hand, and there was a key between her fingers.

Chen Changsheng has good eyesight. The light in Baicao Garden is a little dim. He also saw the rust on the key, and two new scratches, or it was just taken up. It seems that this old key has not been used for a long time before tonight.

When Mo Yu left the National Education Academy that day, he saw the old door on the palace wall. Could it be that the key was the one that door? Does this middle-aged woman also have the power to enter and exit the palace at will? Then her status in the palace must be quite low.

The middle-aged woman pointed at the stone table and signaled him to sit down.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and sat down as he said.

The middle-aged woman turned around and looked at a wooden house deep in Baicao Garden. She was silent for a long time. Her left hand suddenly fell on the stone table and tapped her twice.

There is a pot of tea on the table, behind the oil lamp, and two tea cups.

Chen Changsheng understood what she meant, picked up the teapot, filled a teacup, and sent it respectfully to the middle-aged woman.

The tea in the pot is not fragrant, but it is very rich, and it should be aged black tea.

Sitting across the table makes you see more clearly. With the appearance of a middle-aged woman, she should not be the concubine of the late emperor, but the female officials who the Holy Empress had to use in the palace, or even the female officials leader, but Chen Changsheng's respect for her had nothing to do with her possible status, just because she was much older than herself.

He believes that the age of survival is very important, and just like the black tea in a cup, the more fragrant it is, the more expensive it is, the more you can taste it from it. He regrets that it is difficult for him to go through the process of time, so he respects the elderly and pays attention to seniority ethics.

The middle-aged woman picked up the teacup, handed it to her lips, and drank it gently.

Chen Changsheng noticed that compared with ordinary women, her lips look much thicker and very powerful.

Staring at a woman's lips, it was still very rude to look at even a woman much older than her and an ordinary appearance. He woke up and quickly looked away, and then saw the tea cup left on the stone table.

It's late at night and there's no one in the autumn garden. Why are there two tea cups?

He looked at the middle-aged woman and asked if he could drink tea. He had treated Xuanyuan Po for his injuries and sweated a lot, but now he is indeed a little thirsty.

The middle-aged woman didn't look at him and nodded slightly, probably because she agreed.

Chen Changsheng picked up the teacup and drank it. He found that the tea soup was strong and moist, and it was a rare good tea. Even the famous teas that Luo Luo gave him some time ago could not be compared with the seemingly crude black tea in the pot.

What is the taste of tea? In addition to the material of the tea itself, the most important thing is the person who makes tea.

People who can cook such a pot of black tea are naturally extraordinary.

Chen Changsheng looked at the middle-aged woman with more respect.

He put down the teacup and waited for the other party to ask questions.

However, the starlight settled to the bottom of the cup, and the middle-aged woman had no sign of anything.

She sat quietly at the table, looking at the branches, flowers and plants in the Baicao Garden, with no emotions in her eyes, but she also had all kinds of emotions.

It's just that he doesn't have him.

Chen Changsheng felt a little embarrassed and nervous, and was not used to this kind of sitting and speechless scene.

As time passed, he gradually adapted to this atmosphere and stopped thinking about anything. He poured tea with himself for the middle-aged woman, then drank tea, and remained silent. He listened to the last chirping of insects in the autumn garden, his mood gradually became calm and even began to be intoxicated.

It was not until this time that he remembered that he liked quiet and was used to quiet.

He doesn't like talking, he has been like this since he was a child.

But after coming to Kyoto, whether in the Dongyu God General's Mansion or the Imperial Palace, he spoke a lot to Mrs. Xu, Shuang'er and Miss Mo Yu for some reasons. After coming to the National Education College, Tang Sanshiliu no longer cherishes his words as much as he did when he first met him. He exposed his talkative nature, and he had to talk with him.

This made him feel very hard.

No one stipulates that two people sit together and talk.

It's great to just sit quietly like this.

If you communicate occasionally, you don’t have to talk. You just need to compare hand postures, which is also great.

He seemed to have returned to Xining Town. By the stream behind the old temple, he and his senior brother Yu were quietly reading the Tibetan Medicine Sutra with the stars. Seeing the unknown part, he and his senior brother started to talk and talk about each other, and then continued to read quietly.

The stream at that time was like Baicao Garden at this time, very quiet and comfortable.

Xining Town is very remote. It is pitch black after night, and the stars are very bright, and it falls on the ground like snow. After he arrived in Kyoto, except for the complicated people living here, what he was most unaccustomed to was the lights at night and the stars that seemed to have become much turbid and dim.

Several autumn rains washed the sky in Kyoto. In addition, there was no light in the Baicao Garden except for the weak oil lamp on the stone table. The lanterns in the palace arrow tower not far away were also covered by dense forests, and the starlight seemed to have become brighter.

The stars shone through the branches of the autumn forest and fell on his face.

He looked up at the stars in the sky, missing the old temple in Xining Town and his senior brother, but his eyes were narrowed by the starlight.

Under the silver-like starlight, his eyebrows and eyes were like Yu Jing.

He squinted his eyes, and the childishness he usually hid suddenly appeared.

He is still as cute as usual, and he is a little more cute.

Just at this moment, the middle-aged woman withdrew her gaze to Baicaoyuan and looked at him.

She looked at him quietly.

He squinted his eyes, not observing it, missing, missing.

She stared at him in a daze.

Her miss and nostalgia have just ended, and she can only miss and miss it.

She raised her right hand and gently landed on his face, slowly stroking her.

Chen Changsheng was shocked, opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged woman.

He was not used to this kind of physical closeness and had no experience since he was a child. What's more, he didn't know this middle-aged woman at all, but had only met twice.

He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but saw the middle-aged woman's eyes.

In those eyes that looked like a star lake, there was an extremely complex emotion, and it eventually turned into sadness and weakness

Thinking that the middle-aged woman could not speak and lived in the deep palace for many years, and had experienced so many sinister and sad things, he couldn't bear to leave, so he had to let her palms move gently on her face, but that feeling was really strange.

The woman's warm and broad palms slowly stroked his face, and his body became very stiff and did not gradually relax until a long time later.

Suddenly, the middle-aged woman pinched his cheek, like an elder teasing a baby.

Chen Changsheng could no longer sit down, so he quickly stood up, took two steps back, saluted and said, "I have to go back."

After saying that, he remembered that the other party was deaf and mute, so he quickly gestured twice.

The middle-aged woman laughed as she saw him reacting so fiercely.

Of course, her smile was not sound, but there was a sense of heroism in the ups and downs, which made everyone who watched knew that she was laughing indulge. (Note)

Before Chen Changsheng left, the middle-aged woman stood up and walked into the depths of the Baicao Garden.

Chen Changsheng thought about it and followed.

The night wind blows gently, and fallen leaves float onto the stone table, gently spinning around the teapot and two tea cups.

After waiting for twenty years, the teapot, tea cup and tea stove by the table welcomed the former owner. I don’t know how many years I will have to wait for next time.

What surprised Chen Changsheng was that the middle-aged woman did not go to the National Education College, but walked directly into the depths of Baicao Garden. Until she came to the old and mottled palace wall, looking at the old door, he realized that the door she and Mo Yu walked in were different.

The middle-aged woman ignored him and didn't care about him following him. She took out the key and inserted it into the lock. With two slight sounds of Titicaca, the lock was opened, and another creaking sound cut through the quiet night sky. The old wooden door was pushed open and she walked in.

It was not until this time that Chen Changsheng confirmed that nothing was wrong. He felt relieved, let go of his hand that had been holding the hilt of the sword, looked at the back of the middle-aged woman, and shouted softly, wanting to say something, but unexpectedly the door was closed quickly in front of his eyes.

Just leaving like this? He was a little stunned, and he felt a little relieved until he remembered that she couldn't hear the sound.

The closed wooden door seems to be integrated with the palace wall.

He looked at the door, feeling a little confused.

Is what happened tonight real?

Why is it similar to the ghost immortal stories in Daozang?

But the slightly astringent and fragrant tea smell still cannot be lingered between the lips and tongue.

The warm touch was still on his face.

He shook his head and turned and left.

On the other side of the door that Chen Changsheng could not see was a long passage.

The passage is surrounded by moss and vines. Under the vines, there are at least six formations and mechanisms that can kill powerful people in the upper realm of Juxing.

The ground of the passage is dry stone bricks.

The middle-aged woman walked forward slowly on the stone bricks, and her expression gradually changed.

In just over ten steps, an indescribable majesty returned to her body.

That seemingly ordinary face became extremely beautiful.

It is not that kind of weak beauty, but an extremely dazzling beauty.

As she walked out of the passage, the scenery around her also changed.

The palace under the night is majestic and spectacular.
Chapter completed!