After entering the Falling Moon Hall for a long time, Ye Lingxiao didn't know what expression to make.

Dongyang Country is thousands of miles away, and it is all his country, but now he has fallen to the point where he has to be allowed to see his daughter.

What's even more desperate is that even if he is unwilling, he has no way at all.

Who made the other party an immortal!

Even this time, it was because Xu Xu took the initiative to ask to see him that he had the opportunity to enter the temple.

It's sad to think about!

Leaving his servants with him outside the temple, he went into the temple alone, and walked through the garden, where the laurel tree was empty.

He paused in his footsteps, then continued on until he reached the door of the house.

Raising his hand and knocking lightly on the door, he stood outside the door and said, "Lifelike, my father is here." ”

The door was opened from the inside, and Nuan Yang invited Ye Lingxiao into the house.

At the log table in the room, Jiu Sijing sat on one side, holding a palm-sized mirror in his hand, chanting words in his mouth: "Being able to be carried by her for so long is the ・・・・・・ you have accumulated over several lifetimes."

Ye Lingxiao greeted him, but he ignored it, and his detachment was to the extreme.

"Father, let you come to the Falling Moon Palace in person, it's really troublesome for you." Nuan Yang poured hot tea for Ye Lingxiao, who was left out by Jiusi, and said embarrassedly.

"You kid, it's not troublesome to say anything, it's too late for your father to come and see you and be happy!" Ye Lingxiao replied with a meaningful smile, and the corner of his eyes swept to the Nine Thoughts Great Immortal who couldn't see his face clearly.

Nuan Yang stuck out his tongue, knowing in his heart that he was expressing dissatisfaction with Jiusi's usual domineering, but she couldn't help it, one was her father, the other was her own master, and in comparison, she didn't dare to disobey the latter.

So, it's better to pretend you don't understand...

"Father, you know, a few days ago, I was careless and consumed some spiritual power, and my body never recovered, and I never left the Falling Moon Palace. However, yesterday I heard Bingyue say that the ministers in the palace want to see me..."

"You don't have to care about this lifelikeness, my father has already told them that you are not feeling well." Ye Lingxiao waved her hand to interrupt Nuan Yang, thinking that she just didn't want to be disturbed.

But Nuan Yang said next: "Father, my body will be completely fine after resting for another two or three days, and then pick a day to hold a palace banquet and invite the ministers to participate." I would show my face that night, but when the time came, I would have my master perform an illusion on me, leaving only the color of my hair unchanged. Father, what do you think? ”

"It's okay. Let them meet, or Father, I will be annoyed by those guys all day long. After a little muttering, he felt that Nuan Yang was very thoughtful, and Ye Lingxiao agreed.

"The palace banquet, four days later, will be held in the evening." Jiusi, who had been silent, finally spoke, his voice cold and clear, but with a commanding tone that no one could refuse.

Ye Lingxiao paused for a moment, although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he immediately nodded and agreed.

Alas, who made the family an immortal!

The aggrieved Dongyang Kingdom monarch shook his head and comforted himself after leaving the Falling Moon Palace, and then walked towards the council hall and began to arrange the palace banquet.

In the Falling Moon Palace, Nuan Yang asked Xiang Jiusi, "Master, why is the palace banquet held in the evening after four days?" ”

Jiu Sibai glanced at her: "That night was Hehuan's 'Twenty-Seven Soul Return Day'." ”

A fluttering white eye, but it made Nuan Yang so ashamed that he was so shameless that he looked in the mirror...

However, does Hehuan really want Xiao Kun to die in order to get rid of his obsession and be reincarnated?

As the day approached, Nuan Yang's brows furrowed more and more, during which Ye Bingyue came to the Falling Moon Palace, clamoring to see her face, and was swept out by the impatient Jiu Siyi's sleeves.

During the day on the fourth day, the warm sun was simply unate, sighing in the morning and sighing in the afternoon, Jiusi finally couldn't continue to endure it anymore, and pulled her invisible in the evening and appeared in the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

"Master, why did you bring me here? The palace feast is about to begin! "I found a hexagonal pavilion and sat down, and Nuan Yang muttered.

"Take a good look at what the person you've been worried about for four days really looks like." Jiusi leaned against the pillar of the vermilion pavilion and said seemingly casually. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, making him look more lazy than usual.

Hearing this, Nuan Yang immediately raised her head and looked around, and sure enough, it didn't take long for her to discover Xiao Kun's figure.

Dressed in a red official robe, with black cloud boots on his feet, his black hair was pressed by the official hat, and he hung down obediently behind him. After bathing and grooming properly, Xiao Kun looked even more handsome at the moment, surrounded by everyone.

A young woman beside him wore a hibiscus bun that represented the woman, her face was beautiful and dignified, and her temperament was also of the highest quality. She held Xiao Kun's arm, and the two looked very affectionate.

"That woman is the prime minister's daughter Wei Xiao?" Nuan Yang stared at each other, asking Jiusi, who closed his eyes and recuperated on the side.

"Yes." Jiusi didn't open his eyes and replied softly.

"She looks good, master, you said she was a jealous woman, why can't I see it?" Thinking of what Hehuan mentioned to herself, Nuan Yang couldn't help but wonder, why didn't she know that her master would still look at his face?

"I wasn't idle in the days you were recuperating."

"Master, you always go out in the past few days, is it just to spy on people?" The warm sun stared.

Jiu Sibai glanced at her, and said very angrily: "Why do I need to peep? As long as I want to know what is happening in this world, who can hide it from me? ”

Is "・・・・・・" an explanation? Why does she still sound like a voyeur...

"Mirrors, flowers, water, moon!" The little eyes questioned by Nuan Yang were angry, and Jiusi gritted his teeth.

Mirror Flower is an advanced illusion that allows the caster to create a virtual mirror in the air, and the content of the picture presented by the mirror is determined by the caster's commands, allowing you to see what happened in the past, and the clarity of the picture is determined by the caster's mana.

There is no doubt that the mirror flowers and moons created by Jiusi are absolutely high-definition, even to the point of being meticulous.

Nuan Yang remembered that he had shown such a hand in front of him when he was on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and watched if the night wolf came to the top of the mountain to harass her when he went down the mountain, and the picture was so clear that it seemed that the night wolf appeared in front of her again...

Well, if you don't go to someone's house, it's not a voyeur.

"Master, so... what do you see?"

"I can see what has happened in the past, and I will see what the woman did during the day before Hehuan died."

"Master..." Nuan Yang blinked his eyes with a look of longing.

After a pause, Jiusi immediately reacted, curled the corners of his mouth, raised his hand and conjured up a mirror in front of him, and the picture presented the scene of the day.

In the picture, a woman named Wei Xiao is lying in a chaise longue, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and a man is kneeling in the middle of her head.

She said something with a smile, and the man immediately clenched his fists respectfully, then got up and retreated.

Although the mirror can present the picture, it can't copy the sound, but Nuan Yang can basically guess the content of the conversation between the two.

Then the picture turned, the man just now appeared on the street, he was acting in concealment, obviously tracking, with the expansion of the perspective of the picture, Nuan Yang saw clearly the object being tracked, it was Xiao Kun.

Then there was a scene of Xiao Kun and Hehuan meeting and entanglement under the acacia tree by the river, as Hehuan described before, she left Xiao Kun who recognized her and returned to the Red Sleeve Building alone.

Later, the man who followed him returned to the Red Sleeves Building before Hehuan, stunned the maid in the room, and hid in the dark...

The bloody scene was finally not seen by Nuan Yang, and Jiusi had already received the mirror.

"Of course, after confirming that the murderer was sent by Wei Xiao, I learned about the earlier things, and all that Hehuan talked about was the things she knew about certainly."

"It's just that Xiao Kun is far from being as simple as you think. He actually recognized Hehuan the first time he went to the Red Sleeve Building. ”

"Then why didn't he recognize her?!" Nuan Yang was stunned, she couldn't have imagined that there were twists and turns.

"Because of greed. He wants everything, power, wealth, beauty... It's just that he didn't expect Hehuan to be so chaste that he destructs his face, and when he finally wants to redeem it because of guilt, it's too late. Jiusi's voice was neither sad nor joyful, as if it had seen through a qiē detachment.

"That acacia... It's too pitiful..." Nuan Yang's eyes were red, but fortunately the mirror was put in the room by her and not brought out, if she knew this, that strong but extremely slender woman would definitely collapse...

"Even so, it was her initial choice."