Outside the Lingyuan Palace, the orange spirit hurriedly came, and the orange skirt dragged on the ground, not as calm as usual.

"Your Highness, Your Highness......" The orange spirit shouted as she ran, and suddenly knelt down on one knee at the door.

A roll of bamboo slips flew out of the hall and happened to hit the orange spirit's left knee.

"What's the matter?" was Ping Jiuxingjun's voice.

"The subordinates were not well supervised, and they lost their flutes. Tachibana's voice grew quieter.

The hall was silent, and the orange spirit knelt on the ground, his face pale, thinking to himself, if His Highness was angry, there was still a glimmer of life, and now I am afraid that he will not be able to live. Foolishly glanced into the hall, the door suddenly opened, and it was Ping Jiuxingjun who walked out.

"Your Highness asked you to go back to Xingluo Pavilion. Ping Jiuxingjun said.

The orange spirit smiled dismally, and replied in a respectful tone, "The orange spirit knows." "I thought, finally, I was still abandoned.

In the Lingyuan Palace, Yu Mu changed a roll of bamboo slips.

The day will come sooner or later.

The Shen family in Hanging Ridge has suddenly had a strange fragrance recently, after Shen Linyuan, the eldest lady of the Shen family, came back from Hanging Ridge, there was suddenly more of this smell on her body, at first it was only her Linyuan Pavilion, and then the places she went to left this strange fragrance.

Everyone in the world thought that Shen Linyuan had something terrible in Hanging Ridge this time, and secretly discussed it, and even the elders of the Shen family privately asked Shen Qingyun to open the ancestral hall and give an explanation.

Shen Linyuan is also recalling this trip to Hanging Ridge, what is so special, her cousin and cousin often come to ask her, and her father often comes to ask her, which is really annoying.

"Could it be that Ah Ku on the southern slope gave me a piece of candy, Sui Ning took the initiative to clip the fish head for me this time, and Ah Ming was cured of his old illness by Sui Ning......

Shaking his head, how could it be.

Suddenly, on the top of the Linyuan Pavilion, there seemed to be a person sitting, facing the moon, playing with a flute.

That man is very familiar.

Lin Yuan picked up the stone and threw it at the top of the building.

The man turned around, "I said you will come to me in a few days, and I have been waiting for you for days." "There was some resentment.

"You come down first, and if you have something to say. Lin Yuan stretched out his hand to beckon him to come down.

If there is anything different about the trip to the Hanging Ridge, it is the appearance of this person.

Jiyu put the flute in his waist and flew down, dressed in white, with black hair, cold moon, very cold.

"What are you looking for me?" Lin Yuan asked. It seems that the strange fragrance is a little stronger.

"What am I looking for you?" Miss Shen, I was watching the moon and composing music on it, and you looked up to find me, can you admit it? As for what......" After a pause, he squinted at Lin Yuan, "Miss Shen is a noble person who forgets things, didn't I say that I wanted to meet the people in the Hanging Ridge when I was hanging the ridge?"

"Oh, the son is so interested, compose music and climb to the roof of my Linyuan Pavilion, in this Ya'an realm, Linyuan Pavilion is the boudoir of the Shen family's eldest lady in Hangling, are you looking for me or am I looking for you to ask me to demolish you? Also, Hanging Ling is voluntarily entered, and if you enter, you have to wait for them to come out voluntarily. Lin Yuan took a sip of tea and poured a cup for Jiyu.

"This strange fragrance is your masterpiece. It was an affirmative sentence, and Jiyu sat down, and the strange fragrance became stronger again.

"Isn't this a reminder to Miss Shen, come to me?" a smile was written on Jiyu's face.

Alas, still so stupid.

Jiyu wanted to touch Lin Yuan's head, stretched out his hand, froze in the air, and withdrew it very embarrassed. Now this person doesn't seem to be obedient to let him touch it. Suddenly I miss the days when I was touched on my head, the person poured blood on him, and when he became conscious, he waited for her to sit next to him every day, combing his hair, putting on makeup, and silently on the top of his head, the temperature of the man's palm was on the top of his head.

Putting on makeup, she has been by her side for five hundred years, and the number of times I saw her put on makeup is only a handful, the last time, the last time is that she is wearing a silver suit and wearing exquisite makeup, she touched his head and told him, "I go this time, I really can't go back to Kunlun Mountain." ”

It seems that it is still in front of you.

"When will this incense disperse?" Lin Yuan asked as he pretended not to see this embarrassing scene.

Jiyu's eyes gradually cleared, "If you let me be by your side, I can suppress these strange fragrances." ”

"I can't keep you around. The tone was very resolute.

"Then I can't control this incense. "I have an extra folding fan in my hand.

"You ......" Lin Yuan was angry and leaned over to smoke the flute.

"What are you, my son has not learned the arts, and this incense cannot be used freely. He shook the folding fan, and as far as the moonlight could reach, there was a touch of cunning in his eyes.

Lin Yuan didn't believe that he was not good at learning, and he clearly didn't dodge when he went to smoke the flute just now, but the flute seemed to have disappeared in an instant, or Jiyu had just disappeared in front of his eyes for a moment, and the speed was so fast that it was staggering.

Shen Qingyun stood outside the Linyuan Pavilion for a while, and left, as if he had never been here, and he didn't know what was happening inside.

Half an hour ago, he took out a letter in the council chamber, and there was only one sentence in it, "I'm going to get my things back." ”

The clan fathers wiped their beards, but they didn't expect that this was the result, and all this came a little fast.

This daughter only belonged to him for sixteen years, and in these sixteen years, he held her in the palm of his hand, knowing that it was inevitable, just so that when fate came, he could be calm and leave no regrets, but in such a situation, he had no choice.

The letter, in his hand, had already been crumpled into a ball, tightened his cloak, and looked up at the sky, this Ya'an realm is the same all seasons, neither hot nor cold, very livable, why can I always feel cold recently?

"Why do you insist on staying by my side?" Lin Yuan asked, his tone suddenly cold, "What are your intentions on my Hanging Ridge Shen family?"

"Attempt? My people have entered the Hanging Ridge, you want me to wait, my son can't go to the exit of the Hanging Ridge to build a thatched hut, regardless of the years, since I met the Shen family, it is not a good choice to wait for the opportunity by your side." Jiyu glanced at Lin Yuan, "Alas, it's always so unintelligent. ”

Lin Yuan suddenly couldn't move.

The pink draperies reminded her that this was still a familiar place for her.

Pushing the door out, a man in white sat on the side of the stone bench, holding a flute in one hand and a music sheet in the other.

Peach blossoms fell all over the ground.

This peach tree has been planted for many years, when my father accidentally went to the human world, and I didn't know what to bring her, so he brought her back a peach tree, and Sui Ning got a copy of "A Thousand Golden Fang".

This peach tree is not adapted to the climate of Ya'an, I thought I couldn't live, who knew that my father watered it with medicine every day, she came back from the hanging ridge, and she was still alive, although it was like a dead tree.

Lin Yuan was strange, and checked the soil, wet, and temperature.

"Yesterday's ......" wants to speak and stops, it is a question sentence. There is still the smell of earth on your hands, and when the flowers bloom, it is good.

"Yesterday, you and I had a candlestick conversation, and when it was late at night, you went back. Since you agree with me to follow you, this flower has the right to be a thank you gift from my son. Jiyu fiddled with the flute in his hand, turned the page of the score, and blew a song.

Lin Yuan sat down across from Jiyu and thought, "Why did I agree last night?"

The wind blew over the score, and Jiyu stopped.

"It's not over yet, why don't you blow it?" Lin Yuan flipped the score back.

"It's over. Jiyu stood up, closed his eyes and lay down under the peach tree, folding the fan to cover his face, and the peach blossom covered the fan.

The fragrance seems to be really lighter, and the fragrance of peach blossoms is significant.

Lin Yuan held the music sheet and sat under the peach tree.

This piece is not over, Shen Linyuan, I love to listen to it.