"Why!"

The young woman in the palace dress seemed to be tired of singing. In this cold and lonely palace, there was no listener except herself. Since she was sent to the cold palace, she didn't know how many years she sang like this.

She slowly got up and walked towards the middle of the pavilion. Su Lin was sitting opposite her, but she couldn't see it. But Su Lin could see the sadness in her eyes.

"It's like this every year, so it's better to die earlier!"

The young woman in the palace dress looked sad, thinking of everything in the past. The various favors she had in the King's Palace were now like wind and rain, leaving no traces of land. Only this cold palace will accompany her until she was lying in the long sleep.

"Cold palace! Cold palace! King! King! It's a pity that we are so miserable..."

A resentment that could not be expressed in tears made the young woman in the palace dress really unable to resist her loneliness. She lifted the wolf pen on the table in the pavilion, held her chin and thought for a while, and then wrote word by word on the paper: "The Palace Fu": The curtain rolled up the red veil, and the red curtain was scattered and hazy. The rain gradually became wind and typhoon, and the wind and rain were scattered and the sky was shining with desolate wind and rain…”

The true feelings, with a trace of thoughts of a resentful woman in the palace, were shocked by the wind and rain, and the resentment surged into the sky, which actually caused the response of the Great Wall.

"This... it turns out that this song "The Palace and Boudoir" actually has the ability to keep the country. This girl doesn't even have a position as a Tongsheng, but she can write "The Palace and Boudoir" of Zhenguo. Alas! It can be seen how deep the complaints she complained after being thrown into the cold palace?"

Su Lin looked at the "Fu of the Palace and Boudoir", which aroused the sensing of the Great Wall, forming nine golden holy bricks of poetry, waiting for the young woman's signature.

"The Great Wall Sensation? The Holy Brick of Poetry? What's the use of this? Haha... One day, the king is favored. Who knows there are so many complaints behind it? Is it useful to sign my name? Can it be exchanged for my youth and my life?"

Seeing the sacred brick of the poem fall, the young woman was so angry that she laughed, and she put aside the sacred brick of the poem. She didn't sign at all, and she felt that no one could hear it.

A trace of resentment rose again from the young woman's wisdom. She had been enlightened, and her words were not low. She read poetry and books, but she was troubled by her daughter's inability to participate in the imperial examination to obtain a position in the imperial examination. She entered the palace and became the imperial concubine of the monarch, but she was thrown into the cold palace after she fell out of favor.

"I don't do it! I don't want to... why is this happening? I have been guarding this cold palace for five years. No one talks to me, no one remembers me... Why am I becoming like this? Am I not beautiful enough? Am I not beautiful enough? Why..."

Su Lin watched the young woman become crazy step by step, and her heart was filled with a hint of sadness: "These women of the monarchs are really too sad. When they are favored, they will be rich and powerful, but when they lose favor, they will plummet. No wonder they can write such a sad "Fu of the Palace and Boudoir"..."

Just as Su Lin sighed, suddenly, blood-red bubbles burst out from the lotus lake in front of the pavilion.

All the young woman's grievances were attracted. The red bubbles slowly began to condense and eventually became a blood-red flower of the other side. The entire lake water was divided into two from the middle, and it was black and filled with cold and dead air, as if it led to a world that did not belong to living creatures.

"What is that? Why did the red shore flower suddenly appear in the lake? Could it be... this is where Su Rushi just arrived in the world? Under the lake, is it an entrance to the underworld?"

Su Lin was shocked. Finally, he remembered again that he was immersed in the fantasy when he was writing "The Fu of the Palace".

Like Su Lin, the young woman in the palace was also frightened. The blood-red red red shore flower appeared, dyeing the entire lake water red. A terrifying laughter came from the red shore flower: "Hahaha... do you want to change this situation? Thank you for opening the door of the underworld with resentment so that I can have the opportunity to reappear in the world. Since that is the case, I will satisfy your wish! The king who abandoned you, use his blood to pay tribute to you!"

"You...you are a monster...ah..."

The young woman in the palace dress was so scared that she was frightened. She wanted to escape but her legs became weak. Before she could scream, the Biwanhua shot over and penetrated into her body. She was stiff and unable to move. After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, looked at her body curiously, and showed a knowing smile: "Well! This body is still good, but she is not outstanding enough, she is too old, and she is not a virgin. I will still have to work hard..."

After saying that, she transformed herself, and she became ten years younger in an instant, and her face became more beautiful. Su Lin was shocked: "Is this Su Rushi? It seems... she really took over the body of a resentful woman in the cold palace of a certain country."

Immediately afterwards, Su Lin saw that Su Rushi, who had taken over the body, walked to the middle of the pavilion and saw the song "The Palace and Boudoir" written by the young woman, and immediately smiled happily: "What an article, the Palace and Boudoir" full of resentment. Good! It just happened to be the carrier of thought for my thoughts of the fragrance of flowers on the other side..."

After Su Rushi said that, he turned into a blood-red flower of the other side, and involved the article "The Palace Boudoir" in it, then turned into a red light and flew into the depths of the palace. After a while, Su Lin heard a panic and lost voice in the palace. The masters of the big inside came out one after another, shouting to catch the assassin, as if the king had died in a bad life.

"What the hell happened to this...?"

Su Lin was about to move out to find out, but as soon as he walked out of the pavilion, he suddenly became dizzy again, and his eyes went dark. When he opened his eyes again, he left the illusion, facing Yuan Tianzhang, the prefect of Jian'an, and Hong Liyu and Yuan Mu were beside him.

In his hand, he was holding the Jinshi Wenbao Wolf Bone Cloud Ink Pen, and had already written a whole poem of "The Palace and Boudoir" on the golden page.

"I...what's wrong with me? Master Yuan, Li Yu, how did I just write this song "The Palace Fu"?"

Back to reality, Su Lin breathed a sigh of relief, but in his mind, he was still thinking about the scenes he saw in the illusion.

"Su Lin, you just closed your eyes, used your holy power, wrote the pen, and wrote in one go."

Hong Liyu looked at the "Personal Fu" on the golden page on the table again and couldn't help but sigh, "What a deep resentment from the boudoir! No wonder Su Rushi's singing can carry the fragrance of flowers on the other side, and infected so many Confucian scholars!"

"Why do you ask this? Su Lin, can you fall into the illusion when you closed your eyes just now?" Obviously, the prefect Yuan Tianzhang saw something wrong and frowned and asked Su Lin.

"Well! Yuan Gongfu, after writing the first word of "The Palace and Boudoir", I entered a illusion, which seemed to be a cold palace in a certain country. I saw the birth of this song "The Palace and Boudoir", and at the same time, I also witnessed the entire process of Su Rushi, the demon of the other side of the flower, taking over the body..."

Su Lin briefly said his illusion to the three of them, and Hong Liyu immediately said nervously: "Resentment opened the entrance to the underworld? Release the flower demon on the other side? It seems... Su Lin, an entrance to the underworld is under the lake in the cold palace you see..."

"Well! I think so too, but it's a pity that I don't know which country's harem it is! However, this "People Fu" has been confirmed to be the carrier of the fragrance of flowers. Let's try it now. Can the empowerment of the palace and petals resolve this flower poison!"

As Su Lin said, he picked up the written "Fu of the Palace and Bouquet" and approached the ray of flowers. In an instant, he could see that the fragrance of flowers touched the golden light of "Fu of the Palace and Bouquet", and was immediately sucked into it, and then turned into nothingness.

"That's great. Brother Su, this song "The Palace and Boudoir" is indeed useful. In this way, can this disaster of the poisonous spider shore invisibly?"

Seeing this, Yuan Mu was overjoyed, "Are those scholars and juren in the palace also got poisoned by flowers. When class tomorrow, we will post "The Palace Fu". Will they naturally eliminate flowers when they see them?"

"Well! The students in the palace are easy to deal with, but what about other Confucian scholars who were infected by Su Rushi? It's not so easy to deal with in other prefectures and counties?"

After finding the correct solution to the flower poison, Su Lin also breathed a sigh of relief, but this problem had to be considered.

"You don't have to worry about this, Su Lin, think about it, why were these Confucian scholars infected with flower poison? Isn't it because of Su Rushi's attraction? Now, we only need someone to find someone to spread the entire content of this song "The Palace and Boudoir" and with the confucian scholars' rush to Su Rushi, they will definitely rush to read it. As long as they read it, they can eliminate the flower poison invisibly."

The prefect Yuan Tianzhang smiled and said. The appearance of the flower demon on the other side in Jian'an Mansion was originally his dereliction of duty. If he could not make up for the mistake in time, the king would probably blame him greatly. Now Su Lin has found the right solution to help him solve this worries, which has solved the problem of Yuan Tianzhang's headache and unable to sleep last night.

"Yes! Su Lin, as Yuan said, as long as the content of this poem is spread, I believe that those Confucian scholars who are infected with flower poison will probably see it." Hong Liyu nodded and said, but she was even more concerned about the entrance to the underworld in the palace.

"It's great, I don't have to worry about it. I'll leave it to the prefect."

Su Lin also felt it made sense and nodded in agreement.

Immediately afterwards, he talked to the prefect Yuan, and Su Lin and Hong Liyu immediately went home. Originally, Su Lin wanted to invite Hong Liyu to visit the Su Mansion, but Hong Liyu politely declined on the grounds that the new house was too messy and needed to be cleaned up.

So, Su Lin had to return to Su Mansion alone. When he came back, night was already falling, and the moon was flying around the clock. However, as Su Lin's housekeeper, Jia Lao had been waiting in Su Lin's wing room for a long time.

"Oh! Young Master, you are back. The fishermen in Linjia Village have already prepared it. Now I'm waiting for your order! Moreover, the old slave has also found some rumors about the transformation of a hundred acres of sea fields into a deserted field..." (To be continued...)

ps: The second update!
Chapter completed!