Chapter 2563
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He was very surprised because he had never seen this girl in front of him before.
But not only did she save him, she even knew his name.
The mute slave seriously looked at Luo Qingchen. Although she was wearing a simple pink robe and there was only a wooden hairpin in her long hair, she didn't have anything else on her.
But when he looked at her, she looked so beautiful. Her black eyebrows were slightly raised, her cherry lips were not stained red, and her starry eyes were twinkling. Her entire body exuded the sweet fragrance of orchids, faint as dust, and indescribably beautiful.
She was releasing an aura that was different from normal people. She was so beautiful that she didn't eat the food of mortals, she was beautiful to the extreme.
This was the first reaction the mute slave had when he saw Luo Qingchen. He couldn't describe it, but his heart was greatly shocked.
"Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh."
Luo Qingchen looked at him gesturing to ask her what she was doing here. Behind her was the cold palace, so he didn't want her to go forward.
Otherwise, it would be dark soon.
"I am the maid sent to the Northern Cold Palace today." Luo Qingchen looked up with a faint smile, "We'll meet often in the future."
The mute slave was stunned as his eyes filled with surprise.
Other than the little maids who came to see Du Jiu Sheng every day, there hadn't been anyone sent to the Northern Cold Palace for a long time.
Seeing was not the same as being sent. The little maids wouldn't let themselves live a life of not being able to eat or wear warm clothes for Du Jiu Sheng, as well as being looked down upon by others.
"I am the daughter of a guilty minister, so things are a bit complicated ….." Luo Qingchen said with a helpless smile, "Just treat it as ….. being punished!"
The mute slave seemed to understand Luo Qingchen's meaning and moved aside with an 'eh, eh, eh' sound before leading her towards the Northern Cold Palace.
When the melodious sound of a zither rang out, she realized that she had been standing outside the door for a long time.
Her eyes were slightly red, and the growth rings of her memories seemed to have completely recovered at this moment.
The mute slave looked at her with a doubtful look. When he wanted to help her open the door, Luo Qingchen opened it herself.
Du Jiu Sheng, Du Jiu Sheng, Du Jiu Sheng … …
She repeated his name three times in her heart. The cold wind caressed her, causing her long eyelashes and deep heart to tremble.
With a 'ding', the sound of the zither entered the climax. High mountains and flowing water intertwined with each other, causing people to unconsciously enter the mood and become nervous.
After a while, the sound of the guqin faded away. His slender fingers gently stroked the guqin as he slowly raised his eyes. His deep gaze looked straight into the depths of her starry eyes, causing her to unconsciously stop breathing.
That young man was still standing among the crowd like a pearl among the tiles.
He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, which was elegant but did not lose its nobility. That pair of unfathomably handsome eyes had a dark light. Being cultured and refined was the best interpretation of him, but it was not the most perfect interpretation.
She had seen this appearance many times, but it was different every time.
To her, parting was a helpless pain, but reuniting was a moment of fear.
A thousand years in a single glance was probably what she was feeling right now.
"What is it?" He opened his mouth first, his cold voice carrying a hint of doubt.
That was because when he looked at her, his heart strangely skipped a beat.
A feeling that he had never felt before filled his heart and his fingers that stroked the zither began to tremble.
"I am Luo Qingchen, I will be the maid of the Northern Cold Palace from now on." She put down the bag in her hand and walked towards him step by step.
With a cold wind, the plum blossoms in the yard fell with the wind, falling onto her hair and falling onto the strings of his zither.
She put her hands on the table and leaned over to look at him, "I know you are called Du Jiu Sheng."
"You … …"
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