In the morning, the golden sunlight shines through the window and into the musty room, and the darkness in the room suddenly dissipates.

The little man on the bed closed his eyes slightly, and his long curly eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

His eyes slowly opened, and the chaos in his eyes slowly became clear.

Mobei struggled to get up from the bed, closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes were bruised, his face was full of exhaustion, thinking that he hadn't slept well last night.

Also, it was really difficult to settle down when she was so out of shape last night.

Xiao Hei on the side didn't know when he had woken up, stepping on her quilt with small steps, and rubbing his little head against Mobei.

Sushou patted its head, and Mobei looked out the window.

The sky is clear, but it is a rare weather.

She put on her shoes and socks and walked to the window, letting the sun shine on her face, her eyes slightly closed, and her lips gently hooked.

A white obscene dress was spotless, and the three thousand green silks were scattered like this.

Quiet and elegant, it is the current Mobei.

Wei Qianqian stood in the corner of the courtyard and saw such Mobei.

She looked at Mobei in the window without blinking, and her eyes fell on her white and clear little face.

originally thought that Shen Mobei was cowardly and incompetent in the past, no matter who she talked to, she would keep her head down, and she didn't even dare to look at each other, but now, she felt that something was quietly changing.

Whether it was her indifferent and domineering yesterday or her quiet and elegant now, she is no longer the Shen Mobei of the past.

Xiao Hei borrowed strength from the bed, jumped up in the air, landed firmly on Mobei's shoulder, licked his paws, raised his tail proudly, and curled up at the tip.

Suddenly, a pair of green eyes suddenly shot coldly into a corner of the courtyard.

Meow ~ There is something...... Wei Qianqian shuddered, looking at the black cat on Mo Bei's shoulder, those green eyes made her whole body tremble, remembering that it had bitten her spirit body hard last night, and there was no reason for a chill on her body.

Sighing helplessly, the cat was afraid that she had already been discovered.

Walked out of the corner, stood still in Mobei's field of vision, and peeked at Mobei a few times with a weak heart, before softly "Huang ......"

"Mobei."

Before the words 'Queen Mother' could be spoken, they were interrupted by a sudden voice.

Wei Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Mo Bei smiling on his face, his elbows propped up on the windowsill, dragging his chin, and looking at the woman in front of him with a smile.

"What ......"

She looked at Mobei in bewilderment.

"I said just call me Mobei."

Mobei's face remained unchanged.

Thanks to the protection of Mobei, Wei Qianqian is not afraid of the sun, so she dares to stand in the courtyard so blatantly.

For Mobei, her gratitude is real, she almost killed her before, but she can't help but make up for her soul, and let herself stand in the sun like a person.

However, the fear of her is also true, and from the bottom of her heart, she is still afraid of this uncertain woman.

Now although Shen Mobei is the queen, she can't even compare to a palace maid, living alone in an abandoned courtyard, without even a maid by her side, let alone any delicious meals and new clothes.

Wei Qianqian's eyes couldn't help but flash a little pity.

After all, she is now being harmed like this by Shen Yuexiang, and she also has an unshirkable responsibility.

Thinking of this, she had the courage to say "the emperor's ......" to Mobei

Speaking of this, he felt that it was wrong, so he shook his head and changed his words, "Mobei, go out for a walk, it's not good to be stuffy in the house all the time." ”

"Meow Meow~~"

Hearing this, Xiao Hei smiled and rubbed his head against Mobei's face.

Yes, yes, master, I've been guarding you here for a long time, and you can't bear to see such a handsome and dashing cat uncle in this broken yard moldy and smelly?

Besides, it also wants to see if this ancient female cat is more beautiful than the modern one, meow~ said the last sentence, Xiao Hei also deliberately made a shy expression, buried his head in his chest, and shook his ears vigorously.

“……”

The corners of Mobei's mouth twitched slightly.

Actually, the last one is your real purpose, you perverted cat!

"Okay."

In desperation, Mobei was relieved and agreed to accompany her handsome and dashing cat uncle to go out to find a beautiful little female cat.

Seeing that Mobei agreed, Xiao Hei covered his eyes with his two paws at once, "Meow~"

What to do, so ashamed...... "......"

The corners of Mobei's mouth twitched again.

……………… I'm Uncle Meow dividing line.................................... The imperial palace of this overhead dynasty is not the same as the Forbidden City, looking at its architectural format, it looks like the Han Palace, and there are few official roads paved with blue bricks, all of which are surrounded by a nine-curved corridor, and everyone must walk on the corridor.

There is no imperial garden here, and many beautiful and precious flowers and plants are planted on the side of the promenade for the nobles to visit, and it is no longer a scenery that only the royal family can enjoy.

Mo Bei held Xiao Hei in his arms, followed by Wei Qianqian, and walked slowly on the corridor step by step.

Suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

Originally, they were some plants that had long been strange in Mobei's eyes, but they were replaced by a piece of fiery red at some point, with flame-like flowers clustered in clusters, sticking out scattered red whiskers, and the half-meter-tall plant only had a lone flower stalk, without any leaves on it.

After a long time, there was finally a fluctuation of love in his eyes, and the streamer in his eyes was a little surprised, looking at the sea of fiery red flowers.

This is ...... "Flower ...... on the other side"

Mobei looked at the sea of flowers in front of him and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

The flower on the other side is also called Manzhu Sahua, a blood-red flower.

Legend has it that the flower that voluntarily threw into hell was sent back by the demons, but it still lingered on the road of Huangquan, and the demons could not bear it, so they agreed to open it on this road, giving guidance and comfort to the souls who have left the human world.

In other words, the flower on the other side is the flower of the devil, and the flower that blooms in the Yellow Spring is the junction of yin and yang, and the yin energy is extremely strong.

But it's weird...... Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked up at the cloudless sky.

The flowers on the other side of the world only bloom in autumn, but now, not autumn, only flowers from the underworld can bloom in any season, because ...... There is no time in the underworld!

"Flowers on the other side, bloom on the other side, only flowers, no leaves......"

I don't know when the sound of children reciting nursery rhymes suddenly appeared in the flowers, not just one person, but a group of people, with the frolic of children in the tone, singing nursery rhymes like repeating "The other side of the flower, the other side of the flower, only see the flower, not the leaf, hehehe......"

"Flowers on the other side, bloom on the other side, only flowers, no leaves......"

There is indeed a childlike feeling in the voice, but normal people will have a creepy feeling when they listen to it, this nursery rhyme, this voice, is simply weird everywhere.

Xiao Hei in his arms shook his ears and raised his eyes to see the sound of the flowers.

"Meow~"

There's movement, master.

"There's a lot of yin here."

Mobei frowned.

The yin energy of the flowers on the other side is too heavy, and it is the junction of yin and yang, and yang and yin, and many ghosts in the underworld or lonely souls who are not qualified to enter the underworld like to wander here.

She took a few steps closer, squinting at the flowers, not wanting to be seen by her a group of children who were no more than four or five years old, wearing sackcloth, with children's hair in a bun, dancing happily in a circle hand in hand, and those nursery rhymes came out of their mouths.

But the children's skin was blue, and the bare skin on their arms was not only blue, but also some spots of various sizes, like corpse spots that appeared after death, and the children's eyes were still rolling upward, revealing a large whites of the eyes.

They're not kids, they're ...... Ghost.