There is a long distance from Qinghuan Garden to Fuxing Palace.
When Tsing Yi carried the wind lantern through the palace gardens, the pouring rain was like an upside-down river, and the endless river water poured down.
The wind lamp in his hand went out at once.
I was a little anxious when I went out, so I didn't bring an umbrella.
Because the rain was falling urgently, she was holding a jar with jade incense, so she couldn't brave the rain to move forward, so she could only hurriedly find a place to hide from the rain.
She was on a tree-shaded path, and there was no gazebo to keep the rain out of the way.
Only a majestic palace not far away, towering in the pouring rain.
Now, I can only run to the palace.
She clutched the small jar in her arms and ran towards the door.
The eaves of this palace are beautiful, and at a glance it is the place where the concubines in the palace live.
It's just that she is now at the side door, and she can't see any inscriptions, and she doesn't know who lives in this palace.
She was still hesitating whether to push open the side door and enter, when she suddenly heard a voice coming towards her, coming from the other side of the path.
Holding Tsing Yi hiding under the eaves at the door, he subconsciously felt that he couldn't stand here and be discovered.
There are too many rules in this harem, so as not to cause any trouble.
Her heart moved, and she couldn't do anything about it, so she hid behind a big tree by the side door.
On a rainy night, a dim yellow wind light by the side door was blurred, and she looked through the faint light from a distance, and saw a black carriage coming from the dark night.
When they reached the side door, the minions who drove the car looked around very carefully.
After making sure that there was no one, he jumped off the carriage lightly, then opened the curtain of the carriage, and said to the people inside: "Master, it's here." ” Suddenly, a thin, clean and delicate hand was stretched out from the carriage, and an oil-paper umbrella was opened in his hand.
The light yellow oil-paper umbrella has plum blossoms blooming one by one, and the lifelike plum blossoms seem to be exuding a faint fragrance, as if the wisps of light yellow time are slowly stretching out, which can enter people's hearts.
Tsing Yi originally had no intention of seeing this, but driven by curiosity, she still poked her head out.
From her angle, she could see the man in the dark fox fur standing handsomely and tall outside the side door, his white and slender fingers holding the peach-colored handle of the oil-paper umbrella.
The oil-paper umbrella tilted slightly, and his face could not be seen.
But that ray of figure is enough to imagine this man's outstanding temperament and worldly appearance.
With just one glance, this person's bearing let her know.
This is no ordinary person.
Also, if it is an ordinary person, at this time, how can he drive into the palace and appear here so silently, no one notices.
If she hadn't happened to pass by here to escape the rain, she wouldn't have known.
She was very curious, which concubine's residence was in this palace?
As she pondered, she saw that the servant who was driving the car had walked lightly to the side door, and then reached out and tapped it rhythmically five times on the door.
She heard it clearly, twice heavy and three light.
This must have been the code he had agreed with the people in the palace earlier.
Sure enough, not long after the knock fell, the side door was gently pulled open from the inside, and then a beautiful face was revealed.