Wei Chuchu gritted his teeth: "A bald donkey who doesn't have long eyes!" Auntie, let's ignore him, he doesn't want us to live, I don't want to live yet! Broken deep in the mountains, what is there to live in? I'm going back to tell my dad and husband that we're being bullied outside! ”

Mrs. Wei snorted from her nostrils, raised her chubby fingers, and unceremoniously pointed at Hui Min and the monks in the temple: "You wait for me!" ”

The mother and daughter of the Wei family went to the meditation room to pack their luggage aggressively.

Wei Shaoqian shook the folding fan lightly, and reached out to touch Xiao Qingyang's face lightly, but was indifferently avoided by Xiao Qingyang.

He leaned over towards Xiao Qingyang with a smile and whispered ambiguously: "Stubborn what? When the princess marries into the Wei family, I will definitely tame you well and be a standard virtuous woman. ”

He hooked his lips and turned away.

Xiao Qingyang took a sip indifferently.

She turned to help Nan Chengyi up: "You are injured...... "

Nan Chengyi looked at the red bean golden hairpin on her bun.

His pale lips curved in a shallow arc, and when Xiao Qingyang looked over, they disappeared without a trace.

Nan Baoyi took a handle and instructed Cai'er: "You go back to the Zen courtyard first, let the palace maid boil some hot water, and prepare a little more gold sore medicine." ”

Cai'er hesitated.

She looked at Xiao Qingyang and Nan Chengyi, and whispered: "The Wei family is angry, why is His Highness still close to him?" Wei Jialangjun is your future husband in the end, the man you will rely on for the rest of your life, and your attitude towards him is really bad...... You don't know what to do. ”

Xiao Qingyang was surprised.

She stared at Cai'er for a long time, and her voice was a little colder: "Are you the master?" ”

Cai'er choked.

She wrung her hands and had to bow her head to do something.

Arrived at the Zen Temple.

Nan Baoyi stood aside, watching Xiao Qingyang settle the unconscious fifth brother on the green bamboo couch in the wing.

Take off the bloody clothes, clean the wounds, wash the towels......

She does everything herself, and she doesn't pretend to do it to others.

She is about to love her fifth brother very much.

Nan Baoyi thought, because she really couldn't help, so she had to sit next to her, and asked curiously: "Is Cai'er the queen's person?" ”

"It's not."

"Then how did she ......?"

Xiao Qingyang sat on the edge of the couch and bandaged Nan Chengyi's wounds, "On the eve of the wedding, Wei Shaoqian arrogantly ran to my palace to be happy with me. I refused, and went to the Imperial Garden. When he went back, he found that he had an affair with Cai'er. I thought Cai'er would hate him, but who knows......"

She hated that iron could not become steel: "It was obviously forced, but she still rushed to post it upside down!" persuaded me to marry Wei Shaoqian all day long, lest she couldn't be his concubine! ”

Nan Baoyi sneered.

She looked at the two people on the couch, and wanted to let them be alone, so she left by changing clothes.

Walking through the verandah, I saw that in the meditation room, Cai'er was cleaning up the makeup mirror table.

She carefully picked up a broken hair from the jade comb, wrapped it in a white handkerchief, and hid it in her arms.

Pushing the door out, she was startled to see Nan Baoyi standing outside the window.

She hurriedly straightened her face: "What is the female official Nan doing standing here?" ”

Nan Baoyi said nonsense: "Look at the snow." ”

Cai'er gave her a strange look and left.

Nan Baoyi watched her walk in the direction of the bamboo forest, and always felt that something was wrong.

It happened that Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao came over.

The two of them were still wearing monk's robes, looking like they were outside the world.

Tang Xiao shook his tail: "Sister Baoyi, what are you doing standing here?" ”

Nan Baoyi didn't say a word, and turned into the house suspiciously.

She crouched on one knee and carefully inspected the vicinity of the green bamboo bed.

Zhou Lingshu nibbled on the carrot he stole out of nowhere, and said curiously: "Sister Baoyi, what are you looking for, tell us, we will help you!" ”

Nan Baoyi was silent, her fingertips brushing the bamboo floor inch by inch.

The Zen room where the emperor lives is clean.

Even if you step on the floor in white socks, you won't get your socks dirty.

She finally felt a little ash near the corner.

She leaned in to sniff, but couldn't smell anything.

It was like ashes from the burning of white paper, blown to the corner by the wind.

She looked up, "Do you know the magic of witchcraft?" ”

Tang Xiao raised his hand: "I heard my aunt say, it's a unique thing in southern Xinjiang, and it's very vicious!" Sister Baoyi suspected that Emperor Ji's nightmare was because of witchcraft? But the court is the most taboo about this, Empress Shen governs the palace strictly, and there can never be anyone in the palace who is good at witchcraft. ”

Nan Baoyi groaned.

Neither witches nor ghosts......

What is the cause of the nightmare?

Zhou Lingshu sat down lazily and pinched the orchid finger: "There are thousands of illusions in my dreams, and I occasionally have nightmares for a few days." I often dream of being ghosted, it's scary! ”

Illusion......

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind-

Mrs. Pomegranate.

She is good at Qimen gossip and is also good at illusion.

His eyes fell on the corner again.

Now that I think about it, these ashes are very similar to the appearance of the fire butterflies played with by her fingertips every time Mrs. Pomegranate Flower appears.

Nan Baoyi held on to the bedpost and stood up.

The woman is still alive......

Even to Chang'an.

A sense of crisis arises spontaneously.

She rolled up her skirt, ignored the exclamations of Zhou Lingshu and Tang Xiao, and quickly ran towards the bamboo forest of the Zen courtyard.

Cai'er is no longer here.

Even in winter, the bamboo forest is still verdant.

She stepped on the thick fallen leaves, looked in all directions, and shouted: "Pomegranate, you come out, I know that Your Highness's nightmare is your ghost!" ”

The cold wind swept by, and the bamboo forest was covered with blue waves.

Zhuye Xiaoxiao's voice was like a strange voice from a monster, mocking her for her weak strength.

"Pomegranate, do you dare to do it but don't dare to admit it? In vain, you still wanted to compete with me for my second brother in the past, such a coward, what qualifications do you have to fight with me-"

Before the girl could finish speaking, a whistling sound came from behind.

She turned.

The bewitching and gorgeous beauty suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest, wearing a fire-colored palace dress, her long hair was draped under her waist, and her fingertips were playing with fire butterflies, looking at her with a smile.

It has not been seen for many years.

Her eyebrows are even more bewitching, and her whole person is full of evil spirit.

Nan Baoyi knew that although she was powerful in illusion and light skills, she did not have the martial arts to kill.

She was therefore fearless: "It was Wei Shaoqian who asked you to do it to Emperor Ji, right?" After Cai'er gives you the hair of the emperor, you gossip about the strange door near the meditation room, and use illusions to make her dream of fearful things. ”

Except for Wei Shaoqian, she really couldn't think of anyone else who had a grudge against Xiao Qingyang.

Cai'er also likes Wei Shaoqian, and is definitely willing to help him inside and out.

Pomegranate tilted her head and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a year, but you are much smarter." Wei Shaoqian is my guest of honor, and I am very happy to help him. ”

She looked at Nan Baoyi: "I love Xiao Daoyan, but he has repeatedly put me to death." I thought that I couldn't count on it in this life, so I was willing to be a courtesan in Chang'an City, wandering among the powerful and powerful of the family, and fighting for some benefits. But I never thought that you would not be able to bear an heir for him. ”

She leaned over Nan Baoyi and lowered her voice: "Sister Nan, I'll make a deal with you, right?" How about I help you give birth to his child, and you let me be his concubine? ”