The evening sun, still carrying the remaining heat of the day, shines slantingly into every corner of the Nanyue Palace through the carved wooden windows. The orange irises in the garden are blooming along the water's edge. It's already April. The flowering period of the iris is coming to an end. Most of the flower farmers in southern Xinjiang who make a living by planting flowers have begun to wither the iris. However, in the garden of Nanyue Prince's Mansion, it seems that no time has passed.
The red sunset dyed a figure in the cloister pavilion in the garden.
Wearing a gorgeous indigo dress, embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with pure silver thread, the crown symbolizing the Princess of Nanyue shines red under the setting sun, and the tassels vertically descending from the crown follow it. The master's steps swayed gently.
"Xiao Lian, are you sure you saw the prince in Heyiyuan?"
"Yes, princess, but," behind Su Wenxi, a little maid with double buns was following carefully, carrying a wooden food box. When she answered her words, she hesitated. Although Xiao Lian was only sixteen years old, , but it has been six years since she was bought back to the princess at the age of ten. All kinds of things that happened during these six years have already made this little girl become much more discerning, but she knows that some words , although the princess didn't like to hear it, it was a fact she had to face, "Concubine Su is also in Heyiyuan. Maybe the prince will be unhappy if we go so rashly."
The indigo embroidered shoes suddenly stopped on the cobblestone road, and the plaque of Heyiyuan not far away caught Su Wenxi's eyes. There is only a shallow fine line beside her eyes that are almost 40 years old. If you don't look carefully, you can't see the traces left by the years on her face. The once beautiful Princess Nanyue, as she grows older, A little more mature flavor and beauty. But these are not worth mentioning to King Nanyue.
Su Wenxi's eyes as she looked at Heyiyuan unconsciously showed a hint of sadness. Su Wenqian, a concubine nearly twenty years younger than her, was born from her father's concubine. Like her mother, She has been enchanting and affectionate since she was a child, and what is even more hateful is that Su Wenqian is the one who is most similar to her among her father's daughters. In other words, they all look so similar to their father.
Every time Su Wenxi sees Su Wenqian, she can't help but think of those times in her youth. Her father was a well-known handsome man when he was young. He had a pair of peach blossom eyes since he was a child. His luck seemed to have never been broken. And he seemed to be deeply affectionate for every woman. Perhaps her mother was attracted by his pair of eyes. The eyes were deceiving, Su Wenxi laughed at herself unconsciously.
When she was a child, she saw the women her father brought back to the house one after another, and she also saw the women getting pregnant one after another, then losing their favor, and then regaining their trust and entering the house.
When she was hired by King Nanyue at the age of seventeen, she naively thought that she could escape from such a troubled place and find a husband. Unfortunately, in the end, it was just a joke.
King Nanyue is like another father.
Israel's servants will one day lose their favor.
Look, she can't compete with Su Wenqian, who is younger than her.
The setting sun gradually set behind the mountain, and night fell quietly, climbing on the motionless woman standing at the door of Heyiyuan. After an unknown amount of time, the woman let out a long breath: "That's it, Xiao Lian, let's go back. "
Su Wenxi's back disappeared into the corridor again, and in the Heyi Courtyard, lanterns began to gradually light up, illuminating the entire courtyard. With the lighting of the lanterns, the music of silk and bamboo began to gradually spread.
The dancer dressed in light gauze dances to the music of silk and bamboo, and her waist is twisted as enchantingly as a water snake. The aroma of powder filled the room.
A piece of gauze hanging down from the roof obscured the sight between the dancer and the couch. In the haze, on the couch made of carved jade railings, there was a figure of a middle-aged man lying on his side. The man's civilian clothes were a little messy. The collar in front of his chest had been pulled open by him at will, revealing the obscene clothes underneath. He was lying on the soft pillow at the moment, with an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face. In his arms, the eighteen-year-old young woman was as disheveled as he was, and all the hairpins in her hair had been removed. She seemed to be afraid of bumping into the man, and her face showed a very similar enjoyment to the man. expression.
Beside the couch, on the coral door cabinet made of fine golden nanmu, the rising white smoke from the incense burner made of jade formed a long line, slowly drifting towards the two people on the couch. , surrounding the two people, lingering for a long time.
The door was pushed open by a hand, and his right hand waved casually, and the music that continued to echo around the beams suddenly stopped.
The dancers and musicians who were dancing gracefully in the center of the room stopped, bowed gracefully, and pushed out of the room.
A man in black walked in. On his face was a wooden mask that was very popular in southern Xinjiang, making it impossible for people to see his face clearly.
The person slowly walked into the room. The person on the bed seemed to hear the noise, but he just moved his body and showed no intention of getting up.
The man in black reached out and lifted the gauze blocking the center of the room, and the appearance of the two people on the couch suddenly fell into his eyes.
There seemed to be a mocking and somewhat disdainful look in the eyes through the wooden mask.
But he still took out a white jade porcelain vase engraved with gentian flowers from his arms, held it in both hands and raised it to his eyebrows, and said in a very respectful voice: "King Nanyue, I have been ordered by the leader to offer you the latest gift. Five stones scattered."
King Nanyue, who was lying on the couch, finally raised his eyelids, glanced at the man in black on the side of the gauze, and said in a loud voice as if he was struggling: "Thank you, envoy. I have prepared a generous gift. Please bring it back." To the leader." After saying that, he waved his hand unconsciously.
The man in black put the porcelain bottle in his hand next to the incense burner, then turned and exited the room.
At the last moment when the door closed, he once again glanced at King Nanyue behind the gauze.
King Nanyue took a deep breath, as if he was excited by something. He suddenly became excited. The hand holding the beauty in his arms suddenly became stronger, and the other hand began to quietly caress the beauty in his arms. The tingling feeling on the woman's slender waist made the woman giggle.
Behind the gauze, the figure of King Nanyue was completely covered by the woman's shadow, and after that, he could no longer be seen clearly.
The man in black outside the door withdrew his gaze. King Nanyue looked like he was completely dependent on Wushisan. It could even be said that it was even worse. The leader probably no longer had to worry.
When the man in black left Heyiyuan, a shadow on the roof covered with green tiles also moved and flew in the other direction.
When Ye Xinghe returned to the bamboo building, the door of the bamboo building was still open. The warm summer wind blew slowly into the room, making the candlelight on the table flicker.
Under the candlelight, Ranchen looked at Ye Xinghe who came back wearing night clothes, and smiled lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."
It can be said that the five people around him each have their own strengths. Although Ye Xinghe is worse than the others in martial arts, he is top-notch in Qinggong. Therefore, if there is any need to inquire about information, Ranchen will do it. Let him go because he believes that Ye Xinghe will definitely live up to his trust.
Sure enough, Ye Xinghe gained something tonight.
"Sir, I just discovered that people from the Mingyue Sect have appeared in the Nanyue Prince's Mansion."
Sure enough, Ye Xinghe's words confirmed Ranchen's deception. King Nanyue did whatever he wanted in this southern territory, just like a local emperor. Over the years, the Holy Sage has sent spies many times to investigate the evidence of King Nanyue's crimes, either dead or injured. Or disappeared without a trace. Even those who were lucky enough to return had mostly turned into insane idiots. However, no matter what, no evidence related to King Nanyue could be found, and at the same time, it was impossible to prove the injuries of these people, and He has no connection whatsoever.
As long as it was done, it would be impossible not to leave any traces. The only possibility is that King Nanyue never took action. Now it seems that the one who solves these troubles for King Nanyue is probably the Mingyue Sect.
The Mingyue Sect has such a great influence in southern Yunnan, and King Nanyue is probably responsible for some of this.
"By the way, Sir, Xinghe also discovered that Mingyue Sect seems to have enshrined something special to King Nanyue. After King Nanyue used it, he was in a very excited state."
Ye Xinghe recalled the scene when he had just uncovered the roof tiles and looked inside. The misty smoke and the disheveled Nanyue King made him tremble again without thinking. Hey, it's really... Don't look at anything inappropriate.
"It seems that King Nanyue must have eaten something addictive, which gave Mingyue Sect something to hold on to."
Ranchen unconsciously touched the tip of his delicate nose with his right hand. On the side of his nose, a small black mole loomed on the tip of his finger.
"Sir, what do you think we should do now? Miss Gu was kidnapped by people from the Mingyue Sect. We have no news at the moment, and King Nanyue, Grand Master Wen is also pressing forward step by step."
"Miss Gu's safety is more important. As for Master Wen, I will explain it to him in detail. The fact that the priest of the Mingyue Sect can actually arrest people personally shows that Miss Gu should be of great significance to him. At least in a short period of time, She should be fine, the most important thing now is that we find a way to rescue her as soon as possible."
Ranchen looked out the window at the night with a hint of trance: "Since Mingyue Sect is so inseparable from Nanyue Palace, perhaps his place will be our best choice. The disciples of Xinghe and Wuqing Pavilion have been gathered."
"Back to the young master, disciples from the Qingqing Pavilion from all over the country have already rushed towards Jialan City. The nearest disciple will arrive in the near future, but I am worried that people will notice the arrival of a large number of disciples."
"I'm worried that our identities have been discovered." Under the candlelight, Ranchen finally looked away from the window, picked up the tea cup in front of him, put it to his mouth and took a sip. The tea had gradually cooled down, and there was no trace of it. The temperature of the tea was high, and the cold tea rushed straight down his throat. In this hot summer night, he actually felt a bit of coolness in a daze, "No matter what, we must first find a way to rescue Miss Gu. As for Mingyue Sect and Nanyue King, we will always find a way."
Mingyue Sect.
Ranchen suddenly remembered the man in red who looked at him at the prayer meeting that day. At that moment, those eyes gave him a sense of déjà vu. He even felt that those eyes were looking at him. His moment was familiar.
The leader of Mingyue Sect, Ming Feng, Ranchen unconsciously clenched the tea cup in his hand, and his fingertips became a little pale due to exertion. Since leaving Yunzhong City, he found that the closer he got to the land of southern Yunnan, the more he discovered. Something unusual. He had never thought that the doctor from Yaowang Valley seemed to be inextricably linked to this place.
So was his decision to join the Mingyue Sect to save people too hasty?
And Ming Feng, he must find out who Ming Feng is?
