As night fell, Leng Qingtang was dressed in a dark brocade robe, with a high bundle of black hair, and walked around the brightly lit streets in the costume of an ordinary son.

At this time, the city is lively. North Street is home to a spectacular lantern display, and businesses in other neighborhoods don't want to miss out on the annual Daughter's Day profit.

In front of the restaurant, colorful lights are hung high, and the door is open to welcome guests. Even shops that close at sunset, such as rouge gouache shops, fabric shops, and pastry shops, are open late tonight.

Leng Qingtang walked all the way, and everywhere he went, he hung some of the red ropes in his hands on the treetops on the side of the road.

In the year since Yunxi disappeared, he made up more than 500 red ropes by hand and kept doing so every day.

Tonight, he came out into the street in civilian clothes, first, to guard against the initiators of the case of arresting the dummy, and second, to hang the more than 500 red ropes all over the main street overnight.

Leng Qingtang thought that his clouds and tides might be able to see it, and with the guidance of the vermilion tree, he successfully found his way home.

Before he knew it, he walked to the east bank of the Yinshui River, and Leng Qingtang looked at the center of the river, and his dark eyes were lit up by the candlelight of the river. Suddenly, he was caught by something on the shore.

It was a red paper boat, but instead of colored wax, it was two oddly shaped things.

There are many unique and exquisite river lanterns on the shore, and this hand-made simple paper boat is squeezed aside by them, and it always looks ugly and abrupt in the brilliant firelight.

Young lads naturally love colorful river lanterns, just as teenagers are always attracted to beautiful women.

Leng Qingtang went down the slope to the shore and saw that the young men were salvaging the waxy river lanterns, but they snubbed the red-paper boat with a dull appearance.

Curious, he bent down and scooped the paper boat out of the river. Then he saw the contents of the bucket, which were two round red fruits covered in frosting.

Snow fruit?

Leng Qingtang's eyes were stunned, and the ghost made a god pick up one and bite half between his teeth.

Suddenly, there was a "boom" in my head.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, but his world was full of birds and flowers, and a bright one—

This taste......

Leng Qingtang was tall and tall, raised his eyes sharply and looked around, his burning eyes seriously searched the crowd of people, and his mood was surging.

It's her, it's Yunxi—

She is in the capital, and she is nearby at the moment!

Leng Qingtang remembers this taste vividly, this is the first time he tasted the taste of the snow fruit she made herself when he was in the Gongyuan.

Tonight, there is an incredible harvest!

Keeping his eyes on the crowd on the other side of the river, he shouted:

"Yunxi—"

The sound bubbled to the other side, but there was no response.

When the Dongchang guards lurking in the crowd heard the overseer's shout, they all thought that something had happened, and "hula" surrounded more than a dozen people.

"Overseer, what's the matter?" One asked.

Leng Qingtang didn't have time to answer, and he lifted his toes lightly and jumped towards the river, walking on the water like flying, but the river did not leave the slightest trace.

The Dark Guards followed, and in an instant they were all on the eastern shore.

Most people on the shore were dumbfounded.

Leng Qingtang looked straight into the distance, his lowered voice trembled with a hint of joy, and he clenched his fists and commanded:

"Yunxi is nearby, find it for Bendu!"

"Yes!"

The secret guard responded, and the heads of a dozen or so people immediately split in all directions.

Leng Qingtang penetrated into the crowd on the east bank, walking in the opposite direction in the crowded line, walking with difficulty, and the bright and anxious eyes swept over every face that came to him one by one:

Men and women, young and old, fat and thin, beautiful and ugly, and some young girls in the flower season abide by the rules, and their faces are covered by masks of various colors.

"Cloud Tide...... Tides! ”

Leng Qingtang called excitedly and eagerly searched, and there were many people around him, and the person he was looking for was always like a drop in the ocean, and there was no news after many searches.

On the east bank of Qiong Tower, a black shadow covered in mystery lurked at the corner of the railing on the fourth floor, and when he heard the shouts of the shore voice, the figure began to move.

It wasn't until the dark figure of Luo Tuo slammed into his sharp ice eyes that he snorted coldly in his nose, and his iron fist sank on the vermilion railing, and he said to himself in a sullen tone:

"The king knows...... The dead girl is still two hearts with this king! ”

"Huo" stepped forward, his heavy darkiron mask scattering an icy metallic sheen in the flickering light.

With a flick of anger, the masked man flew headfirst to the ground, swift and fierce

It's like a bat that hunts in the dark night.

He had barely slid past the third floor when he felt a cold wind coming from one side.

The masked man curled up in the air to dodge the attack of the hidden weapon, and then raised his left leg high, hooked the pillar next to the lintel on the second floor and made a spin jump, and easily landed his feet on the ground.

At the same time, four Dongchang secret guards flew to the ground from the roof of Qiong Tower, and the three of them showed their embroidered spring knives to besiege the masked man, and one poked out the bamboo tube and opened it, shooting a silver glowing smoke into the air and joining the battle.

The procession of watching the lanterns immediately became chaotic, and the people scattered and fled in all directions to escape this unwarranted disaster.

The night scene of the Daughter's Festival was destroyed in an instant, and the beautiful scenery was gone.

The signal smoke attracted the East Factory. Ai Qing led dozens of his subordinates to rush over and surrounded the masked man in three layers inside and three layers outside......

——

After Gu Yunxi exiled the paper boat on the west bank of the Yinshui River, he followed the crowd to North Street to watch the lanterns, and then rushed back to the palace.

Smoothly entered the palace through the Shenwu Gate, walking on the long palace road, except for the shadow stretched by himself on the ground, Gu Yunxi did not see a person.

The night of the deep palace is already frighteningly quiet, not to mention that today is the grand Daughter's Day, most of the palace people are playing outside, and the shortcut back to Chuxiu Palace here is even quieter.

A strange movement attracted Gu Yunxi's vigilance. She immediately stopped, squinting to find the source of the movement.

There was a black shadow behind the banyan tree, which seemed to be trembling lightly. When it met Gu Yunxi's sharp eyes, the black shadow moved hard, and then let out a painful snort, and a cold essence burst out from behind the eyeholes on the mask.

"Your Excellency?"

She looked stunned and quickly ran over.

A strong bloody breath rushed into her nostrils, and she crouched down and whispered:

"Your Excellency, are you injured?"

Just now he was besieged by the Dongchang guards, and a person on the side released a crossbow on him during the fight.

He could have dodged, but on the other side there was a drooping boy who had been separated from his family, crying in fear.

The masked man was hit to save the boy and was shot in the right rib by a short crossbow.

He spun around and ran, and he did a lot of effort, and soon left his opponents far behind.

"Why did you come to the palace when you were out of danger?"

Gu Yunxi listened to the mask man's simple statement, and asked puzzledly, looking anxious.

There is still a crossbow arrow stuck in his injured right rib, and the wound is still bleeding at the moment, which will naturally become the guiding sign of Dongchang Fanwei.

"I'm here to find you."

The masked man said lightly, his gaze wandering freely over the girl's small features, refusing to let go of every change in her expression.

Seeing that she was slightly concentrating, he suddenly stretched out his five fingers and pinched her jaw hard, admiring her two delicate lips being squeezed up and down by his violent acupressure, as high as a pouting fish.

He playfully sneered:

"Don't dream, it's hard for you to go back to Dongchang and his side again in this life. Remember, stop doing stupid things, and stop trying to remind him that 'Gu Yunxi' is still in the world! ”

She suddenly widened her eyes and glared at him with hatred, her eyes wet and red.

The masked man laughed uninhibitedly, and then let go:

"After a while, the fans of Dongchang will chase after me, you immediately find me a place, I want to stop the bleeding and heal."

Although Gu Yunxi was reluctant, he couldn't help it. She still needs him now, and if he has an accident, who can provide her with cold ointment?

Helplessly, Gu Yunxi stepped forward to help him up. He put one hand on her shoulder, and the other casually hooked her thin waist.

Gu Yunxi felt awkward, lowered his eyebrows and bit his lip silently, and couldn't help but guess in his mind:

What is he going to do? Does his wound hurt or not?

Quietly led him into the Imperial Garden, and the only safe place she could think of was here.

Because the Taoist Mansion of the National Teacher Yu Xuanji was built inside, the Imperial Garden was the only place in the palace where the key was not hung after the night.

She brought the masked man to the rockery group where she overheard Gu Yunjin talking to the people of Yongning Palace after her daughter's meeting the day before yesterday.

All the way was cold and cold, and only the tall figures of Gu Yunxi and the masked man on the edge of the narrow corridor were stretched obliquely on the brick floor, close to each other, and kept moving forward with the two of them walking one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Gu Yunxi chose a steep rockery and supported the masked man to hide behind the rocks.

After a while, the two of them heard a rustling sound.

Gu Yunxi's body suddenly remained motionless, so nervous that he held his breath.

It's time for the Dongchang Fanwei to chase after it, right?