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This seemingly bright, yet sinister looking main hall. The Emperor's words were perfunctory in many people's hearts. Those who controlled evil were still hiding in the shadows. As he thought about it, which group of people were those from? And who would she become, the black-and-white chess piece of this battle? He didn't know, but he was sure that without her, this game would have lost some of its brilliance. Perhaps, her appearance was just to make things more interesting! He thoughtfully followed the figure in the distance as they walked through several long corridors. In the seemingly abandoned garden, there was not a single trace of life.

He continued to follow her closely. When he saw her, he halted his steps. Lightly lifting his head, what entered his eyes was an empty courtyard. By the door, there were two old gatepost pillars that had lost their color. On the lintel of the door, there were already two blurry words, 'Heavenly Maiden Pavilion'.

Pingfei walked to the door and looked up at the big words on the door lintel. She forced a smile as tears rolled down her cheeks from her red eyes. Turning her head, she saw that the smile on her face was still as dazzling as ever, like a sunflower. Looking at her smile made her heart feel a sense of warmth.

"Why are you crying?" Xiaoxiao didn't know why Pingfei was so excited, but she felt a sense of sadness in her heart. Ever since she saw the woman's back in the mirror that day, she had always felt sadness. He thought to himself, "Could it be that the courtyard called 'Heavenly Maiden Pavilion' in front of him is related to that woman?" Hehe! Hehehe! " Pingfei's smile became confusing. She looked like a crazy person who had lost his mind, and for a moment, her mood changed again. However, she understood that this was for some people to see. The tears in Pingfei's eyes were the best proof.

With some heartache, he wiped off the tears for her and said with a gentle smile, "Let's go in and take a look!" Pingfei laughed like a madman and secretly looked around. She knew that the person hadn't left yet. After thinking for a while, she pulled at her little hand and walked in.

The courtyard was extremely quiet. There was not a single girl in sight, not a single servant. There was a long and narrow corridor, and in front of one of the pavilions in the courtyard, a well was lying there. No matter who saw it, they would find it strange.

Silently, a cool breeze blew past. A strand of delicate fragrance assaulted his nostrils.

Pingfei didn't stay in the courtyard for long with Xiaoxiao. She turned the corner and was shocked by the view.

What a big rouge flowerbed, the flowers bloomed one after another in incomparably bright colors, the entire yard was filled with them.

So beautiful! However, such ordinary flowers were not worthy of the imperial palace's nobility. Such a large area was quite spectacular. It could be seen that the owner of this courtyard was an elegant and beautiful woman. Only this kind of woman would like these seemingly ordinary but also beautiful flowers.

rouge flower? rouge flower? His little mind was suddenly filled with the woman's back in the mirror. He closed his eyes and saw her dancing amidst the rouge petals that covered the sky. However, even though the woman refused to turn around, she was still unable to see her face clearly.

"Is this pretty?" At some point, Pingfei had already plucked a few rouge flowers and stood in front of Xiaoxiao, handing them over. Her expression suddenly became sluggish. Tears welled in her eyes, as if she was trying to hide something, and she kept trying not to let them fall.

"Ugh …" Xiaoxiao was pulled back from her stupor. She numbly reached out to receive the rouge flower in Pang Fei's hand, then looked at it again and again.

Very ordinary rouge flowers, used to grow in their own yards. The petal was very small and looked very fragile. With just a slightly rough action, she was able to cause the petal to fall. The petal was like a fairy from the mortal world that landed on her shoes.

White, why are the shoes white today? It was a color she always hated, especially shoes. If not for the fact that there were quite a few pretty white dresses hanging in the closet, she would definitely not have touched this unlucky color.

"Is this flower pretty?" Pingfei suddenly put on a cute expression as she tilted her head and stared at Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao nodded very sincerely and bent down. She picked up the rouge petals that had fallen on the back of her shoes and placed them in her palm. Her laughter spread out from the corner of her mouth, almost blending in with the rouge flowers of this half courtyard. She looked quietly at Pingfei, wanting to say something.

"The owner of this courtyard is also very beautiful, just like you …" Pingfei couldn't help touching her little face. It felt a little like a benevolent mother.

"Hahaha!" "Hahaha!" Pingfei laughed wildly and picked a rouge flower at the same time. He arrogantly raised his head, waved his finger, twisted his waist, and danced in front of the flower like a fairy.

Unfortunately, this was a cold palace. If one could hear the melodious sound of the zither and see the butterflies flying in the air, then they believed that this would be an extremely beautiful scene. However, the scene now was very bleak.

Xiaoxiao sat on a stone stool, absorbed in her thoughts. She carefully looked at the wry smile on Pingfei's face and her gentle movements. Presumably, when she was young, she was also a beauty.

The palace! The palace! This was the place where the beauty would rise from, and also where the beauty would die.

"It's so beautiful. If I could jump on one of them so leisurely one day, I would probably be able to turn from a shrew into a lady." A small, emotional murmur escaped his mouth.

"Haha!" Am I beautiful? " Pingfei turned around and jumped in front of Xiaoxiao, like a fairy who had just eaten fireworks. Her shyness was mixed with her charm.

Was it because he was too focused on cultivating the rouge flower? The scent of flowers on her body made Xiaoxiao feel a little disappointed. She thought about it for a while.

"Wuu … wuu …" Chenqie knew it, she knew it... "Sob, sob …" Seeing that Xiaoxiao didn't have much of a reaction, Pingfei actually started crying loudly. She forcefully grabbed a handful of rouge petals. Her hand was cut by the branches, and the blood that fell on the rouge petals was quickly diluted.

"NO!" No! No! "Lady Pingfei is extremely beautiful. She's extremely beautiful." Seeing this, Xiaoxiao grabbed Pingfei's hand and wiped off the petals on it. She saw the bloody wound on her palm.

If you looked closely, compared to the scars he had left behind before, this one looked very unremarkable.

Heavens! How had Pingfei's life been lived all these years? To hurt yourself as a way to vent your inner grief? Terrifying! Pitiful! A burst of pain flashed across her face. She got up and let Princess Pingping sit down. Then, she carefully blew on the wound, hoping that this would make it easier for her.

"Haha!" "Hahaha!" Seeing the silly little smile on her face, Pang Fei pulled back her hand and mumbled crazily once more. Waving her sleeves, she walked slowly, with an expression of enjoyment, toward the courtyard at the gate.

"Empress!" Empress, where do you want to go? " By the time Xiaoxiao turned around, she had already arrived at the corner of the door. When she saw the strange expression in Pingfei's eyes, her heart shook violently. A bad premonition hit her, causing her to look around.