The wind was light, the moonlight was soft, and the air currents that shrouded the prime minister's house suddenly became heavy.

After a long time, Zhuge Wuwei moved like a living thing, turning his wheelchair to turn around.

Seeing him turn around, Qingfeng immediately stood up, standing a little cramped in the corridor, his face changing a few times.

Squinting his eyes and glancing in the direction of the breeze, Zhuge Wuwei silently pushed his wheelchair to the magnolia tree in the courtyard. Smelling the familiar scent of flowers, the cool aura that lingered around him slowly faded and finally dissipated.

He was originally a very cold person, and the things around him were only decorations, until he met the clouds, and these things gradually became their own freshness and agility.

Unconsciously, he fell in love with the magnolia tree in the yard, and when Yun Jinghua was away, as long as he was under this tree, he could always find an inexplicable peace of mind.

After a while, he raised his hand, and a palm wind swept over the flower branches above his head, and in the next moment, a magnolia flower fell steadily in the palm of his hand.

The shadow of the moon is sparse, the flower branches overlap, and the hazy moonlight hits the magnolia flower in his palm through the flower branches, a little cold, a little lonely, he looks at the flower, and his eyes gradually darken.

Jinghua, where are you now, but are you okay? Have you ever thought about me for a moment? What kind of existence am I in your heart? Are these flowers as insignificant as they were in my heart, or are they as important as they are in my heart now?

Qingfeng has been standing in place, his eyes have always locked in his direction, seeing that his eyebrows are lowered, his whole face is immersed in the dark shadow under the tree, he can't see the expression on his face clearly, the breath around him is mixed and difficult to distinguish, Qingfeng's feet moved, and he wanted to step forward to ask for guilt, but he couldn't take that first step.

The master is thinking about the white girl, right? White girl, she really ......

Thinking of the irreparable mistake he had inadvertently made, Qingfeng suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt in his heart, and his hands hanging by his side clenched into fists.

After struggling for a moment in his heart, Qingfeng finally made up his mind to raise his head, ready to step forward and admit his mistake. Although he had already been punished, he felt that the punishment he had received was too light compared to the mistakes he had committed, and that it was not too much for his master to put him to death.

It's just that he has just taken the first step, but Zhuge Wuwei seems to be aware of his inner struggle, and a cold voice floats over with the night wind. "Go down, let the butler arrange a room for you, and let him bring you some good gold sore medicine."

As for this incident, I don't know about it, and you've learned a lesson, so forget it, but I hope that from now on you won't make the same mistake again, and don't listen to any of Su Dushi's words again, if there is a next time, it will not just be as simple as making you suffer a little. ”

Qingfeng stopped in shock, and a look of surprise crossed his face. The thin lips like a knife were pursed, the light in his eyes changed a few times, and he finally withdrew his feet and bowed respectfully in the direction of Zhuge Wuwei, and then endured the pain on his body and quickly left Qingfeng Yuan.

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Early the next morning, when the south gate of Yecheng had just opened a crack in the door that could only allow one person to pass through, a strange wind suddenly blew fiercely between the two guards who opened the door, lifting the armor on their bodies with a "crackling" sound, and the military hats on their heads were crooked to the side.

The reason why it is weird is because of the blink of an eye, they seem to see that the gust of wind is colored, or a strange fiery red, like a legendary ghost.

Could it be that there was a haunt in the early morning? Got a ghost in town? The two not-sober guards shuddered at the thought of this, and suddenly came to their senses.

Stiffening their necks and turning their heads, the two looked at each other, and then looked back at the deserted street behind them tremblingly, only to see a fiery figure running away at a strange speed, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into a certain corner, disappearing into the gray-blue light of the early morning.

"Goo", the two swallowed their saliva in unison, and the heart that was just mentioned slowly fell back to the ground, and secretly said in his heart that it was not a ghost, although the speed of that person was fast, but no matter how you look at it, he was also a living person.

The two took a deep breath and continued to open the door, welcoming their ordinary and boring day.

After touching a cup of tea, the red "ghost" fell in the courtyard of the Xiangfu, rampage as if entering a no-man's land, and soon shuttled to Qingfeng Garden, and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard with a chic robe.

"Brother Zhuge brother!" The thin lips of the red "ghost" were lightly lifted, and the melodious and deep voice flew into the room through the door, "You can get up and watch the sunrise with my brother!" ”

The voice came suddenly, Zhuge Wuwei's eyes lifted and people woke up immediately, and next door next door, Aoba was shocked and suddenly turned over from the bed and sat up, grabbed the clothes on the side and quickly put on neatly, and walked to the door like a fly, and opened the door with a "bang".

"Son Gusu!" Aoba exclaimed, he thought he had heard it wrong, but he didn't expect it to be Gusu.

Thinking of the purpose of Gu Su Rang's trip, Aoba's face appeared happy, and he stepped out of the door and jumped to Gu Su Rang.

"Young Master Gusu, have you already made another Snow Lotus Pill? Are you here to treat my master's leg? ”

Gu Surang gave him an unceremonious look, "Do you think that if it weren't for the treatment of your master's leg, the master would have come so early in the morning?" Ye must be sleeping in the bed like you.

Just go! If you are thirsty, make a pot of tea, it is best to be the most expensive one that your master loves to drink, and the second uncle can't get into it! ”

"Yes, yes, Aoba will go." Aoba responded in response, and in the blink of an eye, the kung fu man disappeared from Gu Su Rang's field of vision.

After sitting for a while, he looked at the scenery in the courtyard a few times, and saw that Zhuge Wuwei didn't move for a long time, Gu Su reminded him that his legs and feet were inconvenient, and Aoba let him take it away, and he was afraid that he would not be able to go to the courtyard alone to watch the sunrise with him.

After thinking about it, remembering the white girl who had been in a hurry recently, Gu Su got up and flew to the door of his bedroom.

Pushing open the door with one hand, Gu Su let his figure walk in elegantly, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw him sitting alone at the head of the bed, but Gu Su Rang quickly cleaned up the expression on his face, and then went straight to the soft couch and sat down.

"What about the White Maiden? Why didn't I see her, aren't you supposed to live together? ”

Zhuge Wuwei glanced at him, did not miss the flickering disappointment in his eyes, and raised his eyebrows. "You're here to see her?"