"At that time, the palace people often praised her and her mother's beauty with the 'smile (Sakura) and her mother's beauty'. The two were not in line with each other, but my mother once lost her favor for some reasons..." Youmeng recalled, feeling sad.

"I heard that the royal family came here to escape the summer heat four years ago, and Yanpin was there." Feng Qiwu said as she walked, looking careless. "My beauty, who had just entered the palace, was pregnant and was favored, so she lived in Qinglu Garden."

Youmeng thought: "I was eleven years old that year, and my mother was just able to return to favor from the cold palace, but my memory of Yanpin seemed to have begun to disappear from that time."

Feng Qiwu nodded gently: "When your aunt chatted with me, she mentioned that it was a troublesome year. First, Mei Mei Mei had a bizarre miscarriage. At the time of the incident, only Yanpin, who went to visit, was present. Yanpin was imprisoned because of suspicion. Later, Mei Mei Mei Mei was killed in blood deficiency. Yanpin also disappeared overnight. His Majesty asked people to search the entire Ganquan Palace, but no trace of Yanpin was found, and even the body was not found."

"Missing?" Youmeng was quite shocked.

He pondered: "The king lost two favorite concubines and the imperial heir in a row, and Qingluyuan seemed to be cursed. From then on, this place became an ominous place. In order to avoid causing His Majesty to be hurt by the scene, the palace people sealed Qingluyuan."

She felt it was incredible: "Why did my father not follow up on him after such a big incident? Is it so unresolved that the matter was left unresolved?"

He said: "Your Majesty wants to investigate. It is suspected that a woman fought for favor and caused a life, injured the imperial heir, and may even implicate Yanpin's family. I heard that it was your mother who persuaded His Majesty to stop him."

"My mother is also related to this?"

"Fortunately your mother was not involved, but she should be considered a victim, because she lost Yanpin in this matter." Feng Qiwu's tone of emotion was quite intriguing, "Maybe this is the only sister she treats with sincerity."

Youmeng's mood gradually became deeper: "No wonder I asked my mother about Concubine Yan, and she would always pass by in a few words."

"The things in the harem are already complicated, and I don't think your mother would be willing to bring up these past troubles with you." He said with a clear mind.

She looked up at the pavilions and towers under the night, and suddenly felt a hint of chill: "You mean... Mei Meiren died here because she was miscarried?"

Seeing her uneasy, he smiled: "Why, are you scared?"

She whispered: "Somewhat unlucky."

"When I take you to see the unique scenery here, you will forget this bad feeling." Feng Qiwu was walking with her on a pier on the lotus pond. He walked like a stream of clouds, feeling at ease, and finally walked to the bridge, "We're here."

The moon shines like silver silk, pulling it into a pond of green lotus, and dreaming of a wooden boat that picks lotus on the water, I wondered what it was: "What are you going to do?"

"Take you to elope." He raised his eyebrows and said it for granted.

"Elop?" Youmeng suddenly thought he heard it wrong, and curled the corner of his mouth and smiled evilly, "Just rely on you? Just a small broken boat?"

He jumped onto the boat lightly: "With the person he likes, elope to a beautiful paradise and stay away from all kinds of troubles in the world. How many people can encounter the hard-earned happiness?"

Youmeng stood by the bridge and stopped moving forward.

The breeze floats, the smoke and water are as thin as cicada veil. He is like a elegant white lotus, standing tall under the moon with a gentle smile, stretching out his palm to her: "Come."
Chapter completed!