In 977 of the Red Calendar, the sensational Liangnan Witch Gu case broke out.

From the battlefield to the six beams, the first seven days of Shen Liangchen, the wooden people with his birth date were scattered in the streets and alleys overnight, and for a time people were panicked, the world was unfair, and the luck was not smooth, causing the loyal ministers to die in vain, and the spirits were entangled.

At the same time, a few days ago, some people found a piece of Gu in the soil where Chu Nanpu's body was found, and the whole body of the corpse was intact, and there was a four-inch wound on the right leg, so they said that Chu Nanpu was killed by a thief with witchcraft, intending to use Gu medicine to harm the soul of the young child and imprison him here, not to be reincarnated, not to enter reincarnation, and ten thousand years after death, forever cursed to the sky.

Such a vicious mind, such a ruthless method.

Yi Lunhuan looked at the excerpt of the news that flew like a piece of paper after Nangong Yu was imprisoned, and the cold wind howled in his deep phoenix eyes.

Good, that's good.

It was just a little trick by Nangong Yu to warn me, but it was used by people with ulterior motives to threaten the entire Jiangshan Society. Yi Lunhuan waved his big hand, and the golden long sleeves whistled out a fierce wind, sweeping all those snowflake-like folds to the ground, and scattered them to the ground like a dry grave.

Who is making a fuss, who is secretly peeping at my country. Yi Lunhuan gritted his teeth fiercely, staring at the folds scattered on the ground like a wolf, and his handsome face was full of forbearance anger.

The mouth of the crowd is leisurely, and the noisy throat can't be blocked, so it is cut.

The unfathomable eyes of the young man in the golden robe welled up with murderous aura, and he took a deep breath, his agate-like delicate lips trembling slightly with emotional restraint.

"It is said that the cities in the south and north of Liang are too guarded, and the most radical words are taken and the tongue is lived, and it is given to Fengzhao."

"The streets and alleys are full of jokes, and those who have a condemning argument are not allowed to hide by the people, and all of them are burned. The author of the counter-words is all imprisoned in the prison, waiting to be released. ”

The voice is low and cold, like the silent water in the deep sea, flowing dangerously and slowly out of reach, watching the distant clouds and shadows of the sky, waiting for the opportunity to pierce the calm sea, setting off stormy waves, and swinging the tail to cover the sky and the sun.

Kang Jiuhe hurriedly went out of the hall to announce the decree, and Mei Rong entered the gardenia tea of Runsang Mountain, and her beautiful posture loomed in the incense.

"Mei Rong, send a message to Liang Nan Meishi, keep an eye on the hundred-faced fan." The light fragrance of the tea moistens the throat and soaks the liver as soon as it smells, and the lung cavity that was previously congested by anger is suddenly as refreshing as a long wind passing through the hall. Yi Lunhuan gently cleared his throat, took a sip of new tea, the light fragrance entered his throat, his body seemed to have been washed with water, and his depression and anger were slightly reduced.

"Your Majesty suspects that the Hundred Faces Fan is doing this?" Mei Rong hung her head and added tea to Yi Lun Huan with an expressionless face.

"Yes. Even though the origin of the matter is Nangong Yu, he... I would never have made such a big fuss, and I would never have really had evil intentions and retaliated so madly against me. Yi Lunhuan's thin shoulders were bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, glowing softly, as if the gloomy calculations on weekdays were all converged by the warm sun at this moment, leaving only the warm charm of a young man," I guessed that something had angered someone recently, causing this person to take this opportunity to bite me hard. ”

The recent major events are nothing more than two things, the Chu Mansion was destroyed, and Liangchen was killed in battle.

This person must have been implicated in Chu Mansion or Shen Liangchen. Yi Lunhuan's eyes darkened, the Chu clan and its intertwined forces had almost been cleaned up by themselves, and Chu Changting didn't have enough ability to do this, so the person who created this witch Gu case must have something to do with Shen Liangchen.

Moreover, this person also knew that he hated the art of winning and wanted to provoke himself with it.

Guessing that the hundred-faced fan is just because she has enough ability to do this, and if she is really related to Shen Liangchen, the hundred-faced fan is too dangerous.

Yi Lunwan clenched his fists coldly, and the fishbone-like bumpy and clear joints made a gurgling sound.

After so many years of connivance, it's time to find out.

"Where is the coffin of Liangchen?" Yi Lunhuan heard the ringing of the palace bell, and in a trance, he felt that a day had passed in a hurry, and the day of Nangong Yu's execution was approaching by another day.

"When the slave came back from ordering tea from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, she heard that she had already gone outside the city." Mei Rong raised his sleeves to add tea to Yi Lunhuan, but accidentally collided with Yi Lunhuan's hand that stretched out to take the cup, and the hot tea splashed on Yi Lunhuan's slender hand, and the pale red stamen instantly bloomed on the jade-like skin.

Mei Rong's pupils shrank instantly, she put the pot back to take the brocade hand, and a series of actions were completed in one go, she quickly wiped the tea stains on her hands for Yi Lunhuan, and then wanted to kneel down to apologize, but Yi Lunhuan grabbed her hand. The moment the skin touched, Mei Rong's heart trembled fiercely.

Yi Lunhuan grabbed Mei Rong's hand, pulled her to his side, leaned over slightly to her face, and looked at Mei Rong's lowered face coldly, and let out a breath like a cool mist cloud floating in the air: "Call Qin Miansi, the head of the Imperial Forest, to come to see me." ”

Yi Lunhuan's words were clear, but Mei Rong felt that his voice was distant and indistinct, the violent drum beat vibrated on the weak eardrums, and her world swirled with the noisy sounds, and she couldn't find a way out of the chaos.

Born into the Mei family, she has been an excellent hunter since she was a child, sniping her prey with precision and decisiveness in a bizarre and complex world. And at this moment, for the first time, she had a feeling of being hunted, Yi Lunhuan's indifferent gaze and the cold touch on her wrist made her feel nervous about being hunted for the first time in her life, she trembled cautiously in this feeling, and the first reaction in her instinct was to escape.

Yes, run. She nodded in a panic as if she were fleeing, and then tried to escape the twisted hall. But her body only moved slightly, and Yi Lunhuan's cold voice exploded above her head like a god again.

"After dealing with these recent affairs, I want to go down to Liangnan in person to appease the people. You take care of it in advance. ”

“…… Be. ”

In the panic, Mei Rong could only rely on instinct to open his mouth mechanically, and leave the hall mechanically. When she stepped out of the temple gate, the warm breeze of April blew in her face, and she was squinted by the wind, and finally got out of the distraction just now.

Looking up, at the end of the long and endless palace, the world seemed to be no longer crudely patched together by the monotonous and fragmentary lines of the past. The orange sunset glowed with a soft and warm luster, quenching the pale cyan sky into a colorful and soft brocade of silk, slowly but gently covering the pale blue earth and covering her heart that had not changed for thousands of years.

It's this weird feeling again, this weird feeling that doesn't seem to be in your body.

His temples throbbed suddenly, as if some violent emotion was about to break free from there. Mei Rong touched her heart sluggishly, and found that the violent trembling there had not stopped.

What exactly, is this?

Under the blue sky, Mei Rong shook his head for a long time. By the time she arrived at Qin Miansi's mansion, the sun had completely submerged into darkness, and the evening breeze was astringent and cool, blowing her withered yellow hair and making a rustling sound.

When I saw Qin Miansi, he was reading a book. In the dim light, a man with beautiful eyebrows can be vaguely seen, although he is old, it is still difficult to hide his past demeanor. On the hard jaw, the stubble is neatly trimmed, with a faint blue color, which makes people think of the lotus that sprouts after the first spring rain.

After the two of them saluted, Mei Rong explained his intention to him. Just as Qin Miansi wanted to enter the palace with Mei Rong, a small dumpling suddenly rushed out and crashed directly into Qin Miansi's arms. Mei Rong thought it was some kind of secret weapon, and was about to reach out and hit the little ball that rolled in like the wind, but Qin Miansi took the little ball behind him with a quick step, and then said with a smile: "Let Lord Mei laugh, this is my young daughter, she is still young, she doesn't understand the rules, and I hope the adults will understand." ”

The little group didn't recognize his life, and poked out his bulging head behind his father, and a pair of big eyes turned around, and then Nunu's nose and cry with a wow.

Hearing her daughter's crying, Qin Miansi hurriedly turned around to look at her, but when she thought of her official duties, she straightened her face slightly and said loudly, "Where is the nurse?" Why is there so no rules to let Miss Five run around casually? ”

When the little group heard his father scolding his nurse, he suddenly stopped crying, pulled Qin Miansi's sleeve with his soft and glutinous little hand, and said milkily: "Don't blame the nurse, I secretly ran out by myself, and the nurse doesn't know where I am." ”

Feeling Mei Rong's scorching gaze on the side, Qin Miansi was awe-inspiring, gritted his teeth and said solemnly to his most cherished little daughter on weekdays: "Lu'er, go back to the room quickly, Daddy still has important things here." ”

"Daddy, but you have already promised me to accompany me to the dinner market tonight." Xiao Tuanzi was about to cry again as he spoke, Qin Miansi didn't want to scold his daughter loudly, nor did he want his daughter to be sad, so he smiled at Mei Rong and said, "Wait a minute, let me entrust my young daughter to the nurse in the house first." ”

Mei Rong didn't understand why this little group cried when she said she cried, tears were like open lakes and couldn't flow cleanly, in her memory, she couldn't cry when she was born. If you cry, you can't eat, you can't sleep, you can only punch over and over again in a small closed dark room until you have broken through all the punching bags.

She doesn't understand flesh and blood, and she doesn't understand the ethics of Gangchang, but she always feels that it is not a way for children to cry all the time, not only noisy, but also dirty, so she nodded stiffly.

Qin Miansi hurriedly called the nurse, coaxed his daughter to follow the nurse back to the room, and kept promising to come back as soon as possible to go to the evening market with her. After tossing like this for a while, he finally sent the tearful little ball away.

After dealing with his little ball, Qin Miansi apologized politely to Mei Rong in embarrassment, but Mei Rong had no intention of this, and only responded lightly. At this time, Qin Miansi asked again: "I don't know if Master Mei can tell me the specific matters, I see if I can come back to accompany the young girl." ”

Mei Rong frowned slightly, she was a little puzzled why it was just a casual promise to children, but Qin Miansi had to take it so seriously. The familiar and complicated feeling in the hall just now came back to her, she pursed her lips and asked a sentence that she had never thought of asking, "I wonder if Lord Qin can tell me why I attach so much importance to this promise." ”

"Being a parent, teaching by word and deed, where love is, where responsibility lies." Qin Miansi smiled, a happy and soft smile floating on his face.

Mei Rong looked at this iron-blooded man who was like a bloodthirsty Hades on weekdays, and a gentle smile of a father floated on his face, and his heart suddenly had mixed feelings.

It turned out to be feelings.