Chapter Eighty-Three: The Shadows
Two days have passed quickly. On this day, ushered in the birthday of the Queen Mother. The sky has just dawned, but the palace is busy, and people from all over the world have begun to prepare, and the entire Qingyang Kingdom is full of joy.
Qingyang Pavilion, Lian Zi knocked on the door outside, but there was no answer inside, and she couldn't help but worry in her heart.
"Miss, Miss, Miss"
"Pity Zi, is there still no one in there to respond?"
Zilan frowned, her eyes unconsciously showing worry.
"Hmm,"
"Miss, it's rude!"
Zilan slammed the door open, but there was no one inside.
"Miss is not there"
"Where are we, why don't we go out and find it?"
"Good!"
The two were about to gallop out, but a voice stopped them.
"The wind has gone to the Purple Pavilion"
Zilan Lianzi turned around at the same time, only to find Meng Modie sitting on the roof, looking at the two of them leisurely.
"Foam Butterfly"
"Mo Die, what are you doing in the Purple Pavilion, why are you here?
When Lian Zi saw Meng Mo Die, she flew up eagerly, chattering endlessly.
Meng Mo Die's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, put her hands on her shoulders, and comforted.
"Don't worry, nothing happened to the Purple Pavilion, the wind is just idle and boring to go around, as for why I'm here"
Meng Modie glanced at Zilan, who was thinking deeply, and continued.
"I'm here to replace Zilan in the palace!"
Zilan's eyes darkened, and she had always been calm, but there was a trace of panic on her face, which was quickly concealed.
"Why? Who said that, miss?"
Pity Zi was puzzled.
"Yes, I asked Momo to come"
Feng Yue came in slowly, and there was a trace of imperceptible sleepiness between her eyebrows.
"Miss, but why does Miss?"
Seeing that her young lady was back, Lian Zi leaned in and asked suspiciously.
Feng Yue rubbed her brain, thinking that there would be some time to leave the palace, so she ignored Lian Zi and couldn't wait to enter the room.
"Little..."
"It's because Prince Dugu will appear at the birthday banquet"
Mengmodie jumped down, sat on the stone bench, picked up the apple on the table and ate it, and talked to herself.
"Feng is afraid that Zilan will bring back a bad memory in her heart when she sees Prince Dugu, and do something, all in all, Feng does this for Zilan's good"
Pity Zi looked at Zilan, who had not said a word from the beginning to the present.
Zilan pursed her lips and whispered.
"I know, I'll go back to the room first, you guys talk slowly"
Feng Yue looked at Zilan's back expressionlessly from inside the house.
Some things, if you don't say it, don't want to, it doesn't mean that you will forget it, it's just suppressed in your heart, and if you trigger it, it will still be hooked.
In the past, she thought that she had forgotten about jì a long time ago, but when she was attacked by the charm of the phantom sound piano, she understood that the past was not so easy to forget.
"Come, come out"
Lu, the leader of the Dark Division, the elite of the Purple Pavilion.
"Yo, Feng Meiren, are you willing to use less money?"
Standing not far from Feng Yuexi, his eyes were a little frivolous, and his lips were wickedly aroused.
Dressed in a silver robe, holding a folding fan, and a bad smile, it seems that it has always been smiling, crooked, like a bright first quarter moon in the night sky.
The fair skin sets off the pale peach-colored lips, the handsome and prominent facial features, the perfect face shape, it is obviously a sunny and handsome face, and the depths of the eyes are completely iron-blooded and ruthless that does not match the comprehensiveness.
A kind of fear suddenly rose in people's hearts.
Looking at it again, the smile on the corner of his mouth is also cold and ruthless.
Feng Yue didn't want to use him as a last resort, first, he was very powerful, and he didn't need him to do anything about trivial things, and second, she really didn't want to see this pervert.
"Luan, you have to keep following Zilan today and observe all her movements. ”
"Qi, I thought it was fun, wouldn't it be a bit of a fuss?"
"In this Purple Pavilion, apart from you, me, Momo, Tianlan and Jueya, who else can be higher than her martial arts, Momo wants to dress up as Zilan, Jieya has feelings for Zilan, now only you are left, the most important thing, you are the only one who is close to the Blue Moon Prince who has the possibility of surviving after being discovered"
“…”
"If my guess is correct, tonight, Zilan will assassinate him at the best time, you don't have to stop Zilan, just save Zilan's life after she fails"
Feng Yuexi's indifferent eyes made Ling stunned, and then smiled.
Interesting, tonight, it is destined to be not peaceful!