"Emperor atonement emperor atonement! Handmaiden didn’t mean to! Ask the emperor to atone! " See Ximen Yunhai angry two maids she kept kowtowing and apologizing.
"People drag their hands and feet to chop them off."
"The emperor forgive! Handmaiden really didn’t mean to beg the emperor’s favor. Handmaiden never dared again! Blare … "
Two guards just came to take people and were stopped by Lin Zhonghe.
"The emperor you calm down! Everyone knows that you baby, these magnolias are giving them a hundred bravery, and they dare not deliberately break the flowers.
They are still young. If their hands and feet are really chopped off, they might as well die. Forget it, Emperor. Otherwise, please let them take the flowers to replant. If they live, they will be spared. If they die, they will be executed. "
Ximen Yunhai took a deep breath and felt that his punishment was a bit heavy. He said to the two ladies-in-waiting, "Today, I will spare you in the forest factory palace. You should quickly replant the flowers. If you die, I will take your heads off!"
"Be! Thank the emperor! Handmaiden yes handmaiden this will go to plant flowers "say two ladies-in-waiting like ghosts behind gently picked up fell to the ground cuttlefish escape also seems to be away.
After the maid-in-waiting left, Lin Zhong stood out and ordered someone to clean up the dirt and debris, so that’s it.
In the main hall of Longxiang Palace, although not stained with blood, I will change into a Yuet White Brocade with a bloody dress and wash my hands and face before I slowly come to my bedroom.
Lin Zhonghe is not only the main manager of the West Factory Palace, but also the personal bodyguard of Ximen Yunhai. Naturally, he can only enter the bedroom of Ximen Yunhai Longxiang Palace after changing his bloody robe outside.
The bedroom decoration is very simple: a dragon bed, a piano, a portrait the size of Zhang Zhenren and 21 pots of white magnolia.
The portrait of the wall is drawn by Ximen Yunhai charcoal pen bit by bit, which looks like a sketch, but the characters are more vivid than the sketch.
In the picture, a woman is dressed in a completely different costume of their time. She is in a sea of flowers and smiling at a person.
This woman is very beautiful, and her smile is even more beautiful. Her eyes are big, but her smile is curved. It looks like a full moon can help people find their way in the dark.
I can be sure that this woman is his Lord Simon Yunhai. I really want to see how the Lord looked when facing such a woman.
Even when he painted this picture, his eyes were full of tenderness, which made it even more difficult for him to imagine how he would feel when facing such a woman in a real scene.
"I’m sorry that these ladies-in-waiting broke a pot of flowers because of their clumsiness," said Simon Yunhai, who gently caressed the female lip in the portrait with great regret.
Lin Zhonghe walked beside Ximen Yunhai and sighed deeply.
Although he told Ximen Yunhai that he would find a woman he likes here.
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But look at the portrait, this woman is so beautiful, gentle and sunny, and he has never seen anything more beautiful than her in this world.
It’s really someone who can figure out what’s in the picture.
In addition, this woman is now separated from the Lord for a thousand years, and this generation may also meet each other. Who else can compare with this woman’s position in the Lord’s heart?
Can his master really face this portrait for a generation?
"Lord, is this woman called the cloud?" This is the first time that Lin Zhonghe heard Ximen Yunhai tell his sweetheart’s name and asked.
"Well," Ximen Yunhai looked at the clouds in the painting, and her lips were slightly raised with soft love.
"The Lord misses Miss Yuner so much, so must Miss Yuner on the other side."
Lin Zhonghe’s words made Ximen Yunhai slightly raise his lip angle and gradually calmed down his soft eyes, which were replaced by limited injuries.
Lin Zhonghe has seen this expression several times, and every time he feels distressed by Ximen Yunhai’s injury.
"Lord, don’t want your hearts to be connected. You can miss each other even if you are far apart, can’t you?"
Ximen Yunhai looked at Lin Zhonghe for a long time and said slowly, "The cloud … she is dead."
I don’t know how much pain he felt when he said this sentence. It is difficult to cover his heart and stand up after he finished speaking.
Lin Zhonghe was so frightened that he quickly helped Ximen Yunhai to the dragon bed and gave him another pill. Then he sat behind him and put his hands on his back and slowly crossed the air toward him until he felt that his whole body strength had been adjusted smoothly.
"Before the Lord, you were possessed by the thought of the cloud girl and hurt your heart. The sage told you that in this situation, it is necessary to have a good breath, think more about your heart and don’t think about those sad things."