The apricot blossoms stain the clothes, and the cold blade locks the throat.
The man in black clothes picked off the silver flower from her hairpin with his sword, and the ginkgo stamen he removed was embedded with obsidian of the same style as his sword.
In the rain curtain, the plain handkerchief on his palm was soaked in blood, but two words clearly came out——
Graceful.
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I visited the boudoir at night and missed the third watch.
There was an apricot flower with dew beside her pillow.
The prince's token, with the word "Chen" facing upward, held down her unfinished "Compendium of Materia Medica".
Outside the window, Jamel Xiao took back the hand that tucked her in,
The tearful mole that trembled slightly with her breathing was reflected in her eyes. "
"In the Qingyin Pavilion, the strings of the piano cracked!
She had just hidden her black cloak, and the sound of black armor had already crushed the elegance throughout the building.
'Miss Xia. ' Xiao Jingyan pointed the scabbard at her throat three inches away.
But his eyes pierced through Shen Yan behind her: 'Back off. '
Under the Indigo Table——
The sun and moon pattern 'Chen' order is slipping from her waist..."
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The tip of his boot is only one step away from the token
Leaning down to pick it up is acknowledging this private gift from the Nine Clan.
If you turn around... Tomorrow the secrets of impeachment of the Imperial Tutor will be covered in the Imperial Case
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Later, on the day when the new emperor ascended the throne, Prince Jing Yan wore half an apricot blossom hairpin tied to his sword.
When all the officials bowed their heads, he held the "Chen" order on her wrist in front of the court.
The sound shook the ninth level:
'This is my betrothal gift.
Purpose: Court Marquis