
Oi! I am an article!
But after a moment later, Bei Fengchen controlled it. His thin lips slowly lifted, taking one step forward, calmly grabbed Leng Bingxin's hand and said: “Close with me.”
If it used to be then Leng Bingxin had already thrown out her hand and rejected it coldly. But now, Leng Bingxin knew that it was no longer necessary.
Oi! I am an article!
Leaving Runxue with a dazed face, Leng Bingxin followed Bei Fengchen to the “ Zhilan” Pavilion which was the quietest place in the Palace. Before they arrived, the fragrance of flowers everywhere had already attracted everyone's attention.
“The Zhilan” Pavilion is built among the flowers, the structure of the building is simple and elegant, but instead gives a very clear and clear feeling to others.
The Zhilan Pavilion was surrounded by small purple flowers all around and also colorful butterflies that were flying in a daze. The sun was shining brightly, as if illuminated by something strange, its beauty was so incredible it looked like heaven.
Leng Bingxin slightly stopped her steps, looking at a place so beautiful as this painting, her eyes casting rays of light seemed to be in disbelief.
Oi! I am an article!
Leng Bingxin had no idea there was such a place in the Palace, there was no denying that she liked this place so much.
At this moment, the sound of the zither sounded faintly from within the house.
The sound of the zither sounded so far away, it was already like the gurgling sound of flowing water.
When Leng Bingxin heard the sound of the lute, her heartbeat instantly shook.
Back when he was in Kangqing State, he also played the lute alone in the flower garden.
When Bei Fengchen entered the Zhilan Pavilion carrying Leng Bingxin, inside the Zhilan Pavilion were already some beautiful women leaning against the fence.
A charming woman wearing a lotus patterned long silk dress was playing a lute while bowing her head and smiling at two charming girls who were dancing.
He lifted his fingers gently, his fingers danced slowly over the thin silk thread, already like a tone in the sunlight, so fast yet clear and also clean.
While the other two beautiful women who were dancing were so compact, they danced in style and also smiled in every move, making others unable to turn their eyes towards them.
It is such a beautiful and magnificent sight, the scenery and objects inside are very pleasant to see.
Until when they only realized Bei Fengchen's whereabouts, they then just rushed to a panic stop.
They walked over to it together, kneeling at Bei Fengchen and saying with a hint of excitement in their eyes: “Lan’er, Huang’er saluting the Prince.”
The sounds of the three of them were already like yellow sparrows coming out from the mountain valley, really very beautiful.
Leng Bingxin who was standing behind Bei Fengchen secretly felt shocked, it turned out that not only was Ziyue the beautiful woman in this Palace, there were still some who had a very charming face.
After Bei Fengchen saw the three paying their respects, he nodded and said with a gentle smile: “Wake up!”
After that the beautiful women who had the names Lan’er, Hong’er, and Huang’er were standing one after another, raising their gazes timidly, silently staring at Bei Fengchen.
These three women each had their own beauty. The woman in blue dress wearing a white scarf was fully reflecting the beauty in her beautiful body figure. The waist-length hair was fluttering with the wind, there were a few strands of hair flying mischievously in front, not wearing any decorations on her hair, not wearing any kind of hair, just a light blue ribbon tied gently in her hair. Her neck was wearing a purple crystal necklace, the crystal was slightly glowing, her skin was as white as snow, it was already like a fairy descending into the mortal world, her hands were so soft, her skin looked supple, her neck was so slender, her neck was so delicate, his teeth were like white, his eyebrows were so beautiful, when smiling there was a tearful look in his beautiful eyes, sometimes there was a hint of sadness that made others feel a kind of unattainable feeling.