Chapter 1: Crossing sets of messages

Celestial dynasty has been standing for centuries. The emperor is wise, the courtiers are loyal, the country is rich and the soldiers are strong, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. It is the largest country in mainland China. A hundred years of prosperity. The small country did not dare to look at his back, and he became a tribute every year.
But behind the centuries of prosperity, malpractice borers are also increasing. It is time for the replacement of the old and new regimes. Under the calm appearance, the dark tide is surging. Among them, the four royal powers of Rongwang Mansion, Yunwang Mansion, Prince German Mansion and Prince Xiao Mansion are the most important.
The emperor is old, and the crown prince and the princes are blooming. The four generations of the royal family, the older generation of the prince, gradually withdrew from the stage of history, and a new generation of young teenagers accepted the ancestors of Zuyin Foundation.
The young sons of the various palaces are all literary and military talents. The sword and the arrow, the blood and the wind, and the back shook so well. But no one pierced the thin window paper. The situation is therefore deadlocked.
Li Yun, the youngest and most talented general in the National Security Bureau, died for the country, his soul fell into a different world, and was reborn in the body of Yun Qianyue, the only daughter-in-law of the Emperor Yun's Mansion of the Heavenly Holy Dynasty.
Her arrival is the breakthrough.
Li Yun opened his eyes quietly, and he was stunned by the scenery before him.
The lakeside water pavilion, the breeze and warmth, the red bar and the green board, the winding corridor, the birch viburnum, a luxurious beauty. In particular, the flowers and plants planted on the fence are extremely rare and precious varieties. The pair of jasper ducks and red crowned white cranes in the lake are even more rare and almost extinct in modern times. Not to mention all kinds of treasures of rockery and stone carvings and pavilions.
She couldn't help but stare her eyes for a moment, thinking that in this age when everything depends on chemical technology, is there such a place? Even the Suzhou gardens, the royal gardens left in Beijing are not as good as this one or two.
In a daze, a female voice chattering in his ears.
"Miss, you should give a lesson to those women who don't know the sky! Who are you? Now some people dare to hit you, but the Queen Mother of the Poetry Appreciation Society is also here today. They are so bold!"
"The slave-servant said, Miss, you are more and more indulging those women. If you go on like this, the soul of His Royal Highness will sooner or later be seduced by those lowly hoofs!"
"Your Highness Prince just saw that you suffered a loss, but left without seeing it. It's really annoying."
"Slaughter-in-law thinks that you should ask His Royal Highness Prince to know who is the talent he wants to marry. If you continue like this, the grass will dare to bully you."
"..."
"Miss, why haven't you kept silent for a long time? Have you heard the slave-servant's words?"
"Miss?"
The irritable sound ruined the stunning moment brought by the sight. Li Yun turned her head in a trance following the voice, and saw a young girl in a costume dressed as a maid standing beside her.
The girl is about twelve or three years old. Holding a fan in his hand, he fanned it gently, with obvious anger in his eyes, and his young face was full of anger. Seeing her look trance, she was obviously absent, slightly stunned.
Li Yun looked at her sloppily, and for a moment his expression was a bit trance.
The girl was just stunned for a moment, her face looking eager, with a hint of tension and uncertainty, "Miss, you... are you uncomfortable?"
Li Yun didn't say a word, and the misty eye pupil gradually had a trace of focal length, and in the blink of an eye she shot a gleam, looking straight at the girl.
"Little..." The girl was shuddered by Li Yun's eyes, and immediately stopped her palm fan's hand. She stepped back and knelt on the ground. The knee hits the ground, and a "bang" sound. The original Shuangli's words also turned into trembling, "Miss forgive sins, slave-servant was angry for a while, slave-servant should not say that your prince is not."
His Royal Highness? Li Yun's eyes were low. Acting? Who lent such a bold courage to her head? Don't want to live anymore! She pursed her lips slightly and looked at the girl. The obsidian on the ground exudes a dark and clear light, which is dazzling under the sunlight. Her eyes fell on the blood flowing out of the girl's forehead, her mind changing rapidly.
But if it is acting, why are there no lights and staff next to it? In the case of acting, the bleeding girl in front of her is too hard, and her forehead is blurry. If she doesn't stop bleeding, she will definitely fall. Are there still people who are so forced to self-harm for earning money and living?
If it's not acting, then where is this place?
"Miss Qiu, spare the slave-maid this time! The slave-maid will not dare anymore." The girl didn't see Li Yun talking, so she knelt on the ground and raised her head. The forehead collided with the obsidian, making a crisp sound. Within a few clicks, bright red blood stained the obsidian. The black reflected the red, and Guanghua seemed to win a few points.
Li Yun's eyes were fixed on the bright red blood beads on the obsidian, her colleagues shrunk inch by inch, and suddenly she raised her head violently, looking toward the sky along the sunlight falling on the ground. I saw the noonday sun shining strongly, splashing on the ground, and the golden light was shining. She glanced away and then moved back to the girl who was kowtowing.
"Miss begging..." The girl didn't seem to know the pain. She slammed her head and begged for mercy.
"You... get up first." Li Yun said. There was a trace of tenderness in the dull voice, and a trace of doubt in the tenderness. Although it is just a few words, the tone is gentle, if it is not a bit dull, it is like an eagle, very nice. When the words fell, she suddenly withdrew her eyes from the girl and looked at herself. Such an unfamiliar voice is not the voice that I have been familiar with for more than 20 years. This inexplicability was another startle.
I saw that she was also wearing a costume Luo skirt. Lilac soft silk fabric embroidered with a large begonia flower. The flowers and leaves are not complicated, but they are vivid, the stitches are careful, the embroidery thread is full of silk, and it can be embroidered and woven by the finest hand embroidered mother at first sight. The skirt is covered to the feet, and it is clearly visible that the skirt is embroidered with gold edges, which is a real gold thread.
Looking back, she saw that she was leaning her head on the stone table polished with white jade, with a chair made of white jade sitting under her. The palms are petite and tender, and the wrists are fair, and a jasper bracelet glows green and clear, clear and round. At first sight, the value is incalculable. On both sides, Zhuchai's jade beads and Jinbuyao's tail pendant hang down, which are also finely crafted and valuable.
She stared blankly for a moment, and her brain, which had just become clear, fell into a blank again.
"Miss, have you spared your slaves?" The girl looked up suddenly and looked at Li Yun with surprise. Not seeing her look at her face, the look of surprise immediately froze, lowering her head and whispering timidly and fearfully: "Miss did not spare the slave-servant's sin, the slave-servant did not dare to rise up."
Li Yunwen squeezed subconsciously and raised his head again to look at the girl who was kneeling in front of him.
Although the girl's dress is also a good dress, but the fabric now looks more closely than the brocade she is wearing. The jewelry she wears is incomparable to what she wears. Her eyes narrowed slightly and there was no sound.
The girl didn't hear the miss's forgiveness, but she seemed to dare not speak any more, her head hanging silently. There were bright red blood drops dripping down her forehead. She didn't seem to feel pain, and she knelt still.
"What did you just say, say it again." Li Yun asked calmly. This time the voice faded away, a little deeper, and a hidden invisible pressure shot at the girl.
How many years have come and gone in the wind. She has already practiced wherever she is, no matter where she is, no matter how big the psychological shock is, no matter what she sees in front of her and her previous cognition, but she can make herself quickly The land is calmed down, so as to keep changing, and change after seeing.
The girl shook her body slightly again, as if with infinite remorse and fear, "Miss, the slave-servant is wrong. The slave-servant will never dare to say that the prince is no longer a sentence. With the only grandmother in the slave-servant's family who is to be taken care of by the slave-servant, spare the slave-servant!"
"I told you to repeat what you just said!" Li Yun's voice suddenly added a bit.
"Little..." The girl seemed to ask for forgiveness, and Wen Yan shrank a little. The voice stopped abruptly.
"Say!" Li Yun stared at the girl closely. She wanted to know where this was, why did she appear here, and became not herself?
"Yes... the slave-maid said that." The girl hangs her head in panic, daring not to move, and daring to delay the repetition of her dissatisfaction when Li Yun first woke up.
It took a few minutes to finish. After talking, he fell to the ground motionlessly, and the cold sweat on his back wet the already thin clothes. It is only now that I know more clearly what it is that I have arranged the Prince His Royal Highness. If she was heard by His Royal Highness, she could still kneel here and beg for the forgiveness of the young lady, and a few heads were not enough.
"Huh!" Li Yun's eyes were deep after listening, and his voice could not hear emotions. But my heart is rolling like a wave, such a small body, such a slender white hand, so dressed and dressed, where is she? Suddenly a strange feeling rose in my heart, and the picturesque beauty around me suddenly changed color. Is she in a dream?
Thinking of this, she suddenly curled up her hand and pinched her fingers against the palm of her hand, and there was pain in her palm. She didn't seem to feel pain, and pinched it twice harder, letting go of her hand and quietly twisting her waist. Across the soft cloth, the same pain came from the waist.
Her complexion suddenly changed. Chilling in my heart. Not a dream!
The girl no longer dared to speak, and the surroundings fell silent again, except for the breeze, there was no more voice.
"Tell what happened to you just now. Your Highness... Really seeing me being bullied?" Half-stroke, Li Yun deliberately used his words, and his deep voice contained a slight tremor.
"Miss?" The girl was stunned for a moment. She sensitively noticed that today's lady was not right and suddenly looked up.