"Can you find Mr. Ghost?"

In the palace of King Xuan, Feng Zhao asked Yueming, who was boiling tea, and saw that he was in a steamy water with the fragrance of tea, and his expression was quiet and cold.

"It's strange that the people I sent out couldn't find any trace of Mr. Ghost. Yueming replied lightly.

Feng Zhao stood in front of the bookcase and drew the old peach tree in front of the window. The heavens and the earth before the sun rises are exceptionally clear, but the flowers that were once blooming have begun to decay, and even if there is no wind, they will flutter and fall.

Hearing Yueming say this, he stopped the pen in his hand and frowned slightly, thought for a while, and then started drawing again.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and a nonchalant smile flashed across the corners of his mouth, "What's the matter with this girl leaving the house so early?"

Yueming turned her face to look out the door, and although she couldn't see anything, she still looked in the direction where the bell sounded.

"Blue grass" wind shines with sound transmission into the secret called blue grass.

After a while, I saw Lancao walking in quickly.

"What did that girl do Yaoling. Feng Zhao asked lightly while drawing.

"The subordinates were about to report this matter, and the little master was just freshening up in the house, when suddenly a bell on his wrist shook, and the little master hurriedly pinched it, and unexpectedly" Speaking of this, Lan Cao's face was a little surprised, and Fengzhao and Yueming both looked at her at the same time.

"Out of that bell flew out a blue butterfly that his subordinates had never seen before, flew around the little master and flew away towards the door. ”

Yue Ming stood up suddenly, and there was a little sternness on Fang Cai's quiet and cold face.

"What did Yao Ling say?" he asked in a cold voice.

Lan Cao looked at the moon and the wind and replied, "The little master only said a word to the ghost grandfather, and hurriedly followed the butterfly." As soon as the words fell, the two people in front of her passed by her like the wind.

"What's in that bell?" In the flickering figures, Fengzhao asked Yueming.

"Acacia Gu Butterfly. Yueming also answered him in secret.

For some reason, Fengzhao thought of thistle brocade.

The two of them did very well, and after a while, they saw the pale pink figure hurrying down the street, and in front of the pink figure there was a faint blue butterfly flying.

The two quietly followed the roof of the house behind Yaoling, watching her hurriedly catch the butterfly.

Occasionally, an early riser stood on the side of the street and looked at the butterfly in amazement, and there would be a playful child chasing the butterfly, but there seemed to be something blocking his hand from catching the butterfly, so that the child could not get close to the butterfly, and the two knew that it was Yaoling who sealed the child's hand with great effort.

"Wait here, the butterflies fly slowly, and it's not too late to catch them in a while. Yueming said to the wind and sat on the roof.

Feng Zhao also sat down, and the two of them sat quietly on the high roof, looking at the street under their feet, but listening to the small sound of bells in their ears.

"I don't know what Mr. Ghost has encountered, and he actually used the Acacia Gu Butterfly?" Yueming muttered to himself in a low voice.

Fengzhao's face was calm, and after a while, he said very lightly: "That old man just doesn't want to see me." ”

Yueming looked at him, with some suspicion in his eyes, and after a while, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you are not loved by everyone." ”

Fengzhao's face was black and black.

"He doesn't want to see me, and he doesn't want to see you. Coldly threw a sentence over.

The two looked at each other, and suddenly they both smiled, "You and I are not qualified candidates in his heart." After a while, Feng Zhao said lightly.

Besides, Yao Ling followed the dark blue Gu butterfly all the way, rushing forward all the way, and was very anxious, I don't know what happened to the ghost grandfather that forced his old man to use the Acacia Gu Butterfly.

Guessing all the way forward, the blue Gu butterfly flew ghostly, through the quiet and empty street in the early morning, all the way to the north city gate, out of the north city gate, left and right, flew to a small road, slowed down, Yao Ling looked out, only to see the four fields in the distance with a light new green as smoke, in the field under a big willow tree that has just grown new leaves, squatting a farmer wearing a hat, the acacia Gu butterfly flew in a circle in mid-air, running towards the person.

Yao Ling was a little surprised, judging from his body shape and clothing, the person was far away from Mr. Ghost.

She followed behind Gu Butterfly with some hesitation, and was vigilant in her heart, but she still walked towards the man.

When the blue butterfly flew to the top of the man's head, it really didn't fly away, but flew up and down, and suddenly landed lightly on the hat.

Yao Ling stood in front of the man, slowly bending down, trying to see his face through his low-hanging hat.

At this time, the man stretched out his left hand slightly, and a dark half-inch long silkworm raised his head in his palm as if looking for something, and then the blue butterfly on the hat flew down, and kept touching the silkworm with its antennae, and then a strange thing happened, the silkworm and the butterfly came into contact with the body suddenly curled up together, and instantly formed a black cocoon.

Yaoling looked carefully, only to see that after two or three breaths, the dark cocoon suddenly became transparent, and then struggled out of the cocoon with a light blue butterfly body, the slight light blue butterfly moved the tip of the tail, and then she worked hard to open its wings, a pair of light blue thin as silk wings turned into dark blue in the moment after opening, like the dark blue sky in the dark night, and there were star-like patterns on the pair of wings shining with the flapping wings.

Then it flapped its wings and took off, and the butterfly before flew in the air, constantly touching each other's antennae, such a scene Yao Ling had seen with Mrs. Jin Ling when she was making Gu, but today it still seems to have a breathtaking beauty.

"Girl, is it pretty?" the man asked with a smile.

"Grandpa. ”

Yaoling stepped forward and lifted the man's hat, but saw a strange face under the hat, and her hand stopped there, and the person was stunned.

"Hehe, girl, you don't know grandpa anymore?"

"Grandpa, you!?"

Yao Ling pointed at the ghost that had changed her face, and her face was shocked.

"Shhhh

"Grandpa wanted to see you, but he didn't want to see those two boys, so he had to come up with such a way. ”

Under the city wall three miles away, Fengzhao and Yueming stood on a big elm tree, and the corners of their mouths couldn't help but show a wry smile, but they heard the voice, but they couldn't see the changed appearance of Mr. Ghost.

"Grandpa, you will" Before he could say anything, his mouth was gagged by a hand. "Shhhh ”

As he spoke, he looked around with a thief's head and a thief.

Yao Ling pulled down Mr. Ghost's hand, a little funny and angry. "Grandpa, what a pity you wasted a pair of Gu butterflies in order to see me. ”

"Hehe, what do you know, the butterflies are thanking me, if I hadn't used them, they would still be in the bells. "The old man looked like a good man.

"Well, grandpa, when did you come?" asked Yao Ling, grabbing Mr. Ghost's arm and shaking it.

"Grandpa has been here for a few days, today" Speaking of this, he suddenly tried his best to block the voices of the two, and the wind on the big elm tree immediately turned his face stern, and turned his head to look at Yueming, but Yueming also looked at him.

The two of them tried their best to break the sound insulation cover laid by Mr. Ghost, but in the end they both chose to give up, since Mr. Ghost didn't want them to hear it, even if they broke through the sound cover, he would find out, so it was better to ignore it.

In desperation, the two had to return to the palace and patiently waited for Yaoling's return.

At sunset, the two heard Yaoling's footsteps into the courtyard.

"The bell has not rang. A faint wind shone and said. The bell represents Yaoling's mood, and if the bell does not ring, it means that Yaoling is in a bad mood at the moment.

Sure enough, after coming back, Yaoling only said that she had gone to see Mr. Ghost Ling, but she didn't say a word about what the two said after they met, and her expression seemed to be a little heavy.

Fengzhao didn't ask.

When the sun set and the sky was full of stars, Fengzhao slowly came to Yaoling's residence, Yaoling was stunned by the candlelight, and when she saw Fengzhao coming in, she just raised her eyes and looked at him quietly for a while.

looked at Yao Ling quietly by candlelight, Yao Ling avoided his inquiring gaze, and asked softly after a while: "Xiao Feng, do you still hate the emperor?"

My heart was struck by something, and Fengzhao was stunned there without warning.

Hate?

He asked himself, as if he had lost sight of what hatred was like for a long time.

I remember that he was full of resentment when he was in Qilin Valley, but when did the hatred suppressed in his heart quietly pass away without a trace?

The deep look of Feng Qing when he looked at him flashed in front of him, and after that deep look, he always felt that he wanted to tell him but didn't say it, and occasionally he would feel a trace of apology flash from the bottom of those eyes, but it was also as if there was nothing.

"Actually, it's not easy for the emperor. Yaoling's low and shallow words came from his ears again.

He looked up at her.

"Ling'er told me, what did Mr. Ghost tell you?"

Yaoling lowered her head slightly, looked at the lamp and candle on the table, and after being silent for a while, she looked up at Fengzhao and smiled slightly, and then stretched out her hands and naturally pulled one of Fengzhao's hands into her own hands and said easily: "It's a good thing, I can't sue you now, I'll know after a while." ”

Fengzhao looked into her eyes, and after a moment, he pulled out his hand and pinched the tip of her upturned little nose. R1152