But in the backyard of the palace, the courtyard is deep. If you don’t know where to go, how easy is it to find someone?
unless……
Zijin suddenly remembered the lines of poetry she had seen on the silk handkerchief when the princess asked her to return it:
"The corridors are similar to each other, weeping and leaning alone, with the lamp and the moon behind them, it has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart."
"Nine-curved corridor!" Zijin shouted:
"If the third prince really wants to die for the princess,
I will definitely go to the place where they first met,
That must be the nine-curved corridor of the Royal Garden!"
Thinking of this, Zi Jin spread his legs and ran towards the nine-curved corridor of the imperial garden.
Third Prince, nothing will happen to you, nothing will happen to you!
I promised the princess to take good care of you,
You must not be unable to think about it, you must not be unable to think about it...
Even if it's for the princess, even if it's for her, nothing will happen to you!
The Nine-winding Corridor is located above the "Crescent Lake" in the Imperial Garden.
There is a pavilion in the lake called "Huayin Pavilion".
Although Zijin ran towards the nine-curved corridor as fast as he could,
But by the time Zijin arrived at Crescent Lake, the time for two more cups of tea had passed.
Standing on the other side of the lake, Zijin looked towards Huayin Pavilion.
But the simple fact is that there is no one in Huayin Pavilion at all.
It seems that I am overthinking it!
Zijin breathed a long sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and walked up the nine-wind corridor with a smile.
The nine-curved corridor is built on the Crescent Lake.
There are many parallel lotus flowers growing in the lake.
However, the flowering period has passed by now, and there are only some broken lotus leaves left on the lake.
The traces of lotus roots can be seen in the lake,
There are beautiful fish swimming in the lake from time to time.
Crescent Lake, Huayin Pavilion, Jiuqu Corridor... this is really a good place.
Zijin thought to himself, but he had already arrived at Huayin Pavilion.
There was a wind blowing, and Zi Jin was sweating all over his body. He felt comfortable and couldn't help but close his eyes and open his hands.
The remaining leaves rustled softly in the wind, and there seemed to be a faint sound of flutes sobbing, like weeping and complaining...
－－－－－－－－－－－－－－Fifth update (Updated: July 6, 2011 9:00:42)