Zhao Hai said with a smile: "How dare the slave deceive the owner, if it is not true, how can he report it, the slave does not have the courage to bear the punishment of cutting off his hand." ”

Bei Moling touched the rim of the cup, and said in a cold voice: "Where are the people?" ”

"People are in Kirin Fang." Zhao Hai replied word by word.

The words were amazed at the calm lake, Bei Mo Ling was shocked in his heart, and slowly frowned: "You have been in the palace all the year round, how do you know that you are in Qilin Fang, are you ......." As soon as the words changed, he became murderous: "Did you send someone in?" ”

Zhao Hai's face was frightened, and he knelt on the ground with a bang, but he didn't expect that the invitation would not succeed, but he was suspected, and hurriedly explained: "How dare the slave send a spy in, even if you give the slave a hundred dares, the slave will not dare, master, don't scare the slave, the slave is not afraid." ”

"Hmph," Bei Mo Ling snorted coldly: "Forgive me for not daring, say." ”

"Yes, yes." Zhao Hai got up slowly, wiped the sweat on his face, his back was straight, and he said in a low voice: "The slave just came over, by chance, I met a woman, although it has been six years, but that appearance is definitely Princess Changyue, and the slave will never be mistaken." ”

"Princess Changyue! Fuzi month! Bei Mo Ling frowned, probably because he didn't expect that since this old man was the daughter of the Fu family, six years ago, he sent a shadow to search for the whereabouts of the children of the Fu family, but there was no news, but he didn't expect to hide in Qilin Fang, sure enough, the most dangerous place is the safest place, but a feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, and an inexplicable idea seemed to be about to break the ground.

He lowered his eyes and asked, "Fu Ziyue has been hiding in Qilin Fang for so many years, why hasn't her identity been revealed at all. ”

"Because she changed her name. Just now I asked the accompanying guard, her name is Zhen Yue now. ”

Bei Mo Ling's slender hand tightened, and the fragrant tea in the cup spilled out, sprinkled on the snow-white brocade cuffs, staining with faint traces, the man's face was calm, but his heart stirred up a thousand waves, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

Zhao Hai didn't notice the man's abnormality at all, completely immersed in the joy of being rewarded, and continued: "The slave watched Princess Changyue grow up. She was ten years old when she fled. Although it is not completely opened, the minions have read countless people, and they have been by the side of the King of Shu all the year round, and their ability to remember people is still good. The minion only glanced at it though. But I am very sure. This Zhen Yue must be Fuziyue, so ....... After a pause, he couldn't hide his smile and said, "Then there is a clue to the secret record of Gong Lu." ”

"Are you sure Zhen Yue is Fu Ziyue?" Bei Mo Ling squinted again and asked.

"Minions are sure. The master can call her, and the slave hides in the dark to take a closer look. ”

Bei Mo Ling got up from the soft couch, his expression was solemn, and said to the guards outside the hall: "Someone is coming." ”

"Yes, owner." The guards entered the hall and leaned over.

"Call Zhen Yue."

"Yes."

After about a cup of tea, Zhen Yue entered the dormitory of the North Courtyard again, and she felt more and more bad in her heart, remembering that before leaving, the man was uncertain, and he called her again at this time, and she didn't know what to do.

The owner likes the dark, and only lights two lampstands every night, but today he lit all four lampstands, and the lights were bright, and even the unicorn picture on the man's sleeve was very clear.

"Owner." Zhen Yue saluted, looked up at the man standing by the window, and asked, "I don't know what happened to the owner of the workshop calling his subordinates to come?" "She shouldn't have been on duty at night today, so when the guards went to summon her, she couldn't help but be a little suspicious, and worried that it was because of the streamer glass jade, and she could only wait and see what happened at this time.

After half a ring, Bei Mo Ling didn't reply, his arrogant and cold body had been standing by the window, and the cool breeze at night blew his black hair and brushed his beautiful face, making people feel like an immortal who was about to ascend to the sky.

Zhen Yue's legs and feet were sore, and she didn't dare to ask, so she could only stand silently in the center of the dormitory, but the feeling of the sharp edge stabbing made her more and more uncomfortable, she was alert and keen, and the uneasy intuition in her heart became stronger and stronger, as if there was an eye looking at her fiercely.

Suddenly, Bei Mo Ling, who had been standing, slowly turned around, walked towards her, and stood in front of her, looking at her with deep eyes.

She raised her head, chuckled in her heart, and slowly lowered her eyebrows, her hands covered with cold sweat.

"Zhen Yue, yesterday in the northwest, a fire fox mink coat was tributed, you come and get it tomorrow." The man's voice was cold and distant.

Zhen Yue was surprised and said worriedly: "Firefox mink clothes? To whom does the owner want his subordinates to hand over? ”

"For you." The man's tone was flat, as if chattering.

As soon as these words came out, Zhen Yue's heart was stormy, not flattered, but afraid, this man could not give such a rare and expensive mink coat at will, the more elusive things were, the more they could arouse the fear in her heart.

"You go back." Bei Mo Ling walked towards the soft couch.

"Yes." Zhen Yue walked out of the dormitory and took a heavy breath, if it is really a companion like a tiger, she will give a meal before killing her head, such a gift is definitely not simple, her eyebrows were cold, and she left quickly.

After Zhen Yue left, Zhao Hai, who was hiding behind the carved screen, hurriedly appeared, walked quickly, looked happy, a pair of slender eyes bloomed with excitement, and said with a smile: "It's Princess Changyue, absolutely yes, those eyebrows and eyes are too similar to her mother." Suddenly sighed: "It's really the eighteenth change of the female university, and Princess Changyue is becoming more and more smart." ”

Bei Mo Ling lowered his eyes lightly and said softly: "This matter must not be spread outside. ”

"The slave knows, master, you can rest assured."

"Your merits will be recorded by the Kirin Fang." The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and his smile was not salty or light, but it was very cold.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's the duty of the slave to serve the master, how can you want to be rewarded." Zhao Hai didn't imagine seeing the master's high mood, after all, Lu Gong's secret record has a clue, according to common sense, the owner should be in good spirits, why is there a trace of flat depression, he didn't dare to figure it out, bent down and said: "Since the master is tired, the slave will retire first." ”

Bei Mo Ling's slender hand rested on his forehead and nodded faintly.

Zhao Hai bent down and slowly withdrew from the dormitory, closed the door of the hall lightly, and got into the sedan chair waiting outside the courtyard.

Bei Mo Ling's narrow phoenix eyes slowly opened, cold as frost, Lu Gong secretly recorded that he was determined to win, but at this moment he was a little hesitant, many years ago he had become cold-blooded and ruthless, he could use anyone and anything without scruples, but at this moment, he had a trace of scruples, and he tasted helplessness for the first time.

The morning fog is filled, the sun is rising in the east, the sky in Shu is gradually getting colder, Zhen Yue is wearing a red cloak, her cheeks are becoming more and more petite, and her chin is also pointed, but at this moment, the woman's face is eager, and she is holding a letterhead tightly in her hand, and her usual calmness is also a little unstable.

She went back to her room and burned the letterhead, and returned another letter, and hurriedly called Xiao Hei, tied the letterhead to its claws, and with a wave of her arms, the black eagle spread its wings and disappeared into the sky. (To be continued......)