Deep inside the palace, there are high red brick walls.
The air was filled with the strong fragrance of peach blossoms, and a few pink petals fell into her hands, and memories came flooding back to her.
I still came back at noon, and I overcame many difficulties to get back here.
Try your best, just for a short life.
I still don’t know if I can go on happily in this life.
"Xiaoyue, do you like it here?" She nodded slightly, and the vast expanse of peach blossoms fell with the wind, mixed with the pure white of the deep snow, so beautiful.
After a long time, she frowned slightly and pulled back from her thoughts. She turned her eyes and said in an instant: "Xiaoyue?"
There was nothing behind him, a vast expanse of white snow, with only shallow footprints visible.
This girl really has to teach her that this is the palace and she disappeared in a flash.
She pursed her lips and looked in the direction of Xiaoyue's footsteps. This search lasted for most of an hour, and the further we walked, the more peach trees we planted. The two rows on the left and right are densely packed with peach trees.
I don’t know what special method was used, but in such a cold winter, the peach blossoms bloomed so brightly.
Walking along the ten-mile peach forest to the end, there is an ice-blue stone tablet with three words written on it.
—Those who enter will die.
Luo Qingchen squinted his eyes, looked at the shallow shoe prints not far away, and hesitated.
The next second, the grass on the side moved slightly. Luo Qingchen's cold eyes narrowed, and a cold voice slowly came out: "Who?"
Two girls in bright clothes walked out slowly. Luo Qingchen's eyebrows were clear, but she didn't look like a palace maid.
The eyes they looked at Luo Qingchen were not kind, and there was a bit of jealousy in the unkindness.
"Sister, I saw a little girl walking in just now." One of the people wearing an orange dress said: "You can follow her steps in and have a look."
"Huh-" She hummed softly, unwilling to pay any attention to it.
The woman wearing a bright red brocade skirt rolled her eyes at Luo Qingchen with a dissatisfied look on her face, and then said to the woman in orange clothes next door: "Yanyan, don't worry about her. She looks poor in her clothes, and she wants to fly to the branch." The head is like a phoenix.”
The women entering the palace today are all the daughters of courtiers. Except before and after the sacrifice, most of them are for the sake of gaining the favor of Emperor Feng.
After all, this Feng Emperor, who had left the harem vacant for seven years for the sake of his future, is a god-like existence in front of all the women in the world.
Luo Qingchen turned her eyes, her clear ice-like eyes flickering on their faces, and the scene where Xiaoyue and them met just now flashed before her eyes.
The picture was a little blurry and flickered quickly, but she heard the sound clearly.
"Hey, that servant, come over and help me rub my feet. I'm tired after walking all day."
Xiaoyue, who was originally chasing an ice blue butterfly, stopped, rolled her eyes at the two people and said, "I'm sick."
When the two heard this, they instantly became angry.
She couldn't hear the sounds behind her clearly, probably because her ability was not enough and her physical strength was exhausted a lot.
"Before you point fingers at others, take a pot of water to see how you look." Luo Qingchen shrugged and replied, "People who don't know may think it's the two nuns who entered the palace."
"You...you have the guts to say something!" The woman named Yanyan turned red with anger when Luo Qingchen said this. She raised her head and said, "Do you know who this girl is, to talk to me like this?"
The moment the sound fell, she rushed in front of Luo Qingchen, raised her hand and was about to land her palm. (To be continued)