Feng Lingluo crossed her arms and looked at Yan Chimu seriously, her eyes full of amusement.

"......" is the only one who knows, it is impossible for him, and it is impossible for Feng Lingluo, the only possible thing is - Ye'an Jiu.

Feng Lingluo looked at Yan Chimu, and the suspicious look in his eyes was quickly captured by Feng Lingluo.

She may not understand people's hearts, and it may be too cruel to take the heir, but she doesn't really believe that Ye An Jiu will leak secrets, and Ye An Jiu doesn't even have a trustworthy subordinate around him, how can this be possible.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes, this matter did not necessarily appear on the three of them, there must still be something missing-

Suddenly, Feng Lingluo thought of something-

The skin ghost likes beautiful women the most, of course, men are not excluded, she only thinks of women, and leaves all men and eunuchs behind.

"Let's try the men and the eunuchs!" Feng Lingluo said lightly.

Yan Chimu nodded, and once again took Feng Ling to walk around the palace.

With the first experience, they were a lot faster this time.

But—this time, the result was the same......

didn't pull out the painted skin ghost, just when Feng Lingluo was puzzled, the transmission note in Yan Chimu's arms lit up.

Yan Chimu looked down, this is the color of the palace's unique call, and something must have happened.

Yan Chimu took it, and the transmission note spread the voice of Ye An Jiu.

"National teacher, my seventh brother is dying, come and take a look!" On the other side of the transmission note, Ye An Jiu said eagerly, the anxious voice seemed to be that Ye Shen was really about to die, in addition to Ye An Jiu's voice, there were also the voices of Emperor Xuan and the concubines of the palace.

Yan Chimu nodded, then cut off the transmission note in his hand, and took Feng Lingluo to the sleeping palace in the night.

When Feng Lingluo rushed over, he had already heard the cry coming from the dormitory.

Hung up in the night?

This was Feng Lingluo's first thought, but she felt very strange, she had already blown the Requiem for Ye Shen four days ago, and there was no reason for her to have an accident.

Feng Lingluo didn't think much about it, but sped up and rushed to the dormitory.

After rushing back, Feng Lingluo saw Ye Shenyang's face clearly.

I'm a good girl, Feng Lingluo doesn't know how to describe Ye Shenyang's face, the dead man's face is iron blue, and Ye Shenyang's face is almost cyan, if it weren't for the requiem she played at the beginning, I'm afraid he would have hung up a long time ago.

Just as Feng Lingluo was about to step forward to check, he suddenly saw a white light flying in front of his eyes.

Feng Ling lowered her eyes, and she could see who it was at a glance.

Isn't that the white impermanence of the white moonlight?

Feng Lingluo knew that ordinary people couldn't see Bai Yueguang, only when they were about to die, their own ghosts could see it, and she had her special yin and yang eyes.

Bai Yueguang paused slightly, as if it was specifically attracting Feng Lingluo's attention.

Feng Lingluo also understood, and rushed out after explaining a few words to Yan Chimu.

Sure enough, Bai Yueguang was waiting for him under a tree.

This time, Bai Yueguang was not alone, he was followed by a woman in black, and this woman in black was probably black impermanence.

"Bai Yueguang, what are you looking for me?" Feng Lingluo was a little impatient, and he always felt that it was definitely not a good thing for them to come to him.

"Catch ghosts!" The woman in black explained, a smile in her eyes gloating.

"I heard you have amnesia?" The woman in black said with a smile.

"Not really!" Feng Ling said angrily.