In the evening, it rained. The coolness of late autumn permeated the cold rainy night, and Ye Ning stood in the dormitory looking at the rainy night, with a faint melancholy in his eyes.

Yun Qingmo noticed that everything had changed for the better after the princess woke up, but occasionally when she was alone, she would show such a look, as if there was something incomprehensible.

He took a shawl and put it on Ye Ning's thin shoulders: "It's cold here, princess, hurry up and rest." ”

Night Gaze: "I'm not sleepy yet." ”

Yun Qingmo: "Is the princess worried about the affairs of the four princes of Ling Yuguo?" He went to Qi Liuyi before and asked him if her body had been adjusted, and by the way, he heard Qi Liuyi mention this matter. He was used to caring for her so silently, when she didn't know what to do.

Nightshade: "Well, people are meant to be found. The relationship with Ling Yuguo cannot deteriorate like this. ”

Yun Qingmo: "I heard Liuyi say that the portrait of the prince is in the princess, can I take a look?" ”

Nightshade: "Put it on the table." ”

The delicate face and unparalleled painting work also made Yun Qingmo feel impressed. "It's really amazing."

Night Condensation: "I heard Empress Ling Yu say that the fourth prince Ling Yin painted it herself." ”

Yun Qingmo: "How to find it, does the princess have an idea?" ”

Ye Ning: "At that time, someone from the Second Princess's Mansion went to pick up the relatives, and we will go to the Second Princess's Mansion tomorrow to ask." ”

Night Condensation stood against the pillar at the entrance of the dormitory, and a cold wind blew the rain on her weak body.

Yun Qingmo: "The princess should go back to the house." Tomorrow, I'll think about the four princes of Ling Yuguo. ”

Nightshade: "Hmm. "Take off the hairpin, three thousand green silk poured down, and quietly walked to the inner room.

Yun Qingmo took the hairpin and put it on the dresser for her.

In Ye Ning's memory, Yun Qingmo's relationship with her has always been like this: faint, quiet, not fragrant, but warm. She remembered that Yun Qingmo always washed all the wine stains on her body after she was drunk, changed her into clean clothes, silently carried her back to chuang, and then left quietly.

Yun Qingmo put down the gauze tent in front of her for her, and left quietly as usual.

Ye Ning: "Qing Mo, thank you." If you're tired, stay for it. Of course, she said that Xie Lu Xie was not because of today, she asked him to stay, nor because she wanted him to serve Qin.

Yun Qingmo: "No, the princess should rest early." The corners of his mouth showed shallow dimples, and the changes in his heart were known only to him, after all, this was the first time she had kept him. However, he didn't stay because he really had something else to do.

When Yun Qingmo left, he took the small portrait that Ling Yin had drawn himself.

Inside the house, only the night condensation and the west wind are left. Outside the temple, there was a misty rainy night and a clear sound of rain.

The west wind curled up beside the chuang, watching the night condensation that was gradually falling asleep. He remembered the moment when Night Condensation jumped from Zhuxiantai: the vanishing immortal body emitted a brilliant light, a poignant annihilation......

She is in the Celestial Realm and is known as the Legend of the Celestial Realm. She is not in the heavenly realm, and her legend is still circulating in the heavenly realm.

The light that flows quietly is the life of the night god.

Suddenly, the west wind picked up the scenery and felt the fluctuation of the night condensation breath.

Nightshade had a dream, in which she jumped from a high platform in the clouds, her vanishing body glowing brilliantly. There was a man who hugged her, she couldn't see his face clearly, only that the man who was holding her was disappearing little by little, and she heard him say, "I'm worried that you will feel desolate when you jump from Zhuxiantai." I just want you to see me and see love in the chaos before you re-enter samsara. ”

"Don't!" When the man in the dream was about to be completely wiped out, Night Condensation woke up. Knowing that the road was a dream, she felt so real.