In the past few days, the people in the Drunken Moon Building seem to be extremely busy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

They are always looking for someone, for not a day has been safe since their little Lord awoke.

As soon as the attendants let their guard down, the woman who had woken up and had changed her temperament would slip away silently.

She seemed to be very curious, and either ran into the people's rooms and looked around, or she couldn't hide in a corner.

Sometimes when she woke up in the middle of the night, she would inexplicably take down the remnant willow sword on the weapon rack, and then quietly touch the Qinglian Pavilion next door, and sleep with the sword and clothes in front of the green mound.

It was late autumn, and the lotus in the Qinglian Pond had withered, and the entire Qinglian Pavilion was as quiet as the world in the mirror, without a trace of superfluous sound.

This Qinglian Pavilion has been empty for ten years, because the owner here has passed away ten years ago, and was buried next to the Qinglian Pond.

The night is getting deeper, and a clear moonlight covers the sky above the green lotus pond, and the surroundings are as quiet as water.

Next to the green mound, another person fell asleep beside the tomb.

The moonlight fell on her white dress and gauze skirt, and on her closed eyes, and her plain and delicate face was very calm, so calm that even when the wind blew her hair, there was no sound.

A black shadow walked to the side of the green mound, and saw the person sleeping on the ground, and his figure was slightly stunned.

He crouched down, and in the cold moonlight, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes trembled slightly, as if something heartbreaking was happening in her dream.

Mo Yunkai was stunned in his heart, he didn't expect Gong Yihan's death to make her so troubled and lost, he never knew that her heart also contained a person who broke her heart.

A strange feeling began to arise in his heart, and looking at her sleeping appearance, the corners of his mouth were filled with a complicated coldness. Gently picked her up, turned around and walked outside the blue lotus pond.

She only moved slightly, still leaning on Mo Yunkai's arms and falling asleep until the shadows of the two gradually disappeared into the moonlight.

Early the next morning, Wu Yu opened her eyes, but what she saw was no longer a familiar scene, it was a room she had never been to before, a room so simple that there were no extra utensils, and in the whole room, except for the bed and a tea table, only the weapon rack on the desk remained.

On the weapon rack, there was a black long sword, glowing with a faint light.

She got up and got out of bed, walked over and picked up the long sword, her hands sinking.

The sword was much heavier than a normal weapon, and she pulled it away with a slight effort, and the black blade was extremely sharp, and she groaned.

"Put your sword down."

An extremely cold voice sounded behind her, and she was so frightened that she immediately put her sword on the table, but when she closed the scabbard, she cut her finger, and the slippery sting pain startled her.

Seeing her so panicked, Mo Yunkai stepped forward and put the sword away and put it back in its place.

He looked back at her, only to find her standing there in trepidation, her eyes full of confusion.

"You're so afraid of me?" He asked.

When she heard this, she only smiled reluctantly, and then shook her head dumbly, not realizing that her hands were covered with blood.

Mo Yunkai took a handkerchief from the shelf next to the door, took her hand, cleaned up the blood stains and helped her bandage it, his every move was extremely gentle, as if he would accidentally break her.

Wuyou stared at him stunned, and her heart was warm for no reason, although he had been with a cold face, she seemed to know that the person in front of her was not as terrible as it seemed on the surface.

"Is that sword yours?"

She looked at the sword he had snatched back and asked suddenly.

"Yes." Mo Yunkai let go of her hand and replied with a simple and clear nod.

After hearing this, she lowered her head and untied the silky soft sword from her waist, and asked, "Then this sword is mine, right?" ”

"It's called Remnant Willow, and I've been with you for ten years." Mo Yunkai glanced at the sword in her hand, but couldn't help but think of the previous owner of this sword.

"Oh..... Then don't you hate me holding this sword? She saw the emotion flashing in Mo Yunkai's eyes, and instantly remembered what Hongyao and Shangguan Yu had said before, telling her not to get close to the lord, otherwise this person would be very angry.

"Why do you ask?" Mo Yunkai's thoughts were instantly pulled back by her question.

"Because Sister Hongyao said that this sword was not mine, and she also asked me to hide quickly when you touch it, otherwise you will kill me......"

She honestly summoned all the words that Hongyao had explained before, and she didn't notice anything wrong at all.

Mo Yunkai's eyes tightened, he stared at the Wuyou in front of him, only to see that she looked like she didn't know anything, no matter how much emotion she had, she could only be suppressed by him in the bottom of her heart.

He never really hated her, but Mu Xue's death ten years ago became the most insurmountable obstacle between him and her.

"Then do you think I will kill you?" He looked at her, waiting earnestly for her answer.

Wuyou looked at him, suddenly smiled brightly, and said, "I'm sure you won't." ”

His eyes were slightly shocked, she would believe him so easily.

Was it because she didn't remember the reason before, this Wuyu in front of her was something he had never seen before, and he had never seen such a bright and innocent smile on her face.

When she saw that he was no longer talking, she looked out the window, and it was getting dark.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes slightly uncomfortably, and said, "Can you take me out for a walk, Sister Hongyao and Doctor Leng are unwilling to let me out, they say you won't let me ....."

Mo Yunkai came to his senses, the cold color on his face disappeared at some point, he glanced at Wuyou, and then shook his head helplessly.

"It's fine, but you can't run around." He said, a slight smile on his lips.

"Well, I'm sure I'm not running around." Hearing his promise, she smiled very happily, like a child with candy, laughing innocently.