Day 6...... Nanqiang lay on the bed and snapped his fingers.

Nanqiang stretched out his hand and scratched the scattered green silk, feeling depressed for a long time.

Nanqiang took down several green threads and sandwiched them in his fingernails, and in the dim light, one of them was reflected as a silver-white hair.

Nanqiang rolled the silver and white hair into a circle and exhaled: "How can there be white hair?" ”

Since Huaiqing disappeared, Nanqiang's heart was like pressing a stone and couldn't fall to the ground for a long time.

In the past few days, there has been no news from many parties, and Nanqiang always feels panicked when he thinks that Huaiqing has disappeared from the world.

I don't know why it's blocked, Nanqiang racked his brains and thought about it, it should be that he was not convinced, so he lived and died with him, and left without saying hello, and no one was happy.

The silver-white hair in Nanqiang's fingers suddenly twisted, and Nanqiang's brows stretched for a moment.

In the past few days, I have not felt the slightest sleepiness, and I am half awake and half asleep when I lie in bed, and I am groggy and have a headache during the day.

Nanqiang was irritable and propped himself up, the room was stuffy, his throat was dry, and his heart was full of anger, Nanqiang thought that Bai Zhi should not have slept at this hour.

Let him make a bowl of chilled snow ears and come in and go to get rid of the boredom and anger in his heart.

Nanqiang shouted out the door, Bai Zhi was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

Nanqiang heard that there was no movement outside, and shouted again.

Nanqiang squinted his eyes, shouldn't this guy be lazy to sleep again? What time is it?

Nanqiang listened to the silence outside the door, so that he could hear clearly when the needle fell to the ground.

Nanqiang held back a breath of anger in his heart, lay down on the bed, and turned over the quilt to the side to sleep, wanting to suppress all the irritability and fall asleep quickly.

As soon as Nanqiang turned to his side, he heard a slight creaking sound from the window.

Nanqiang lay on the bed: "Go and stew me a cold snow fungus, just use the biggest bowl in the kitchen." ”

Nanqiang then heard the doors and windows creak again, and the wind that had just blown in the doors and windows stopped abruptly, and the room immediately became stuffy.

Nan Qiang's heart was alarmed, and Nan Qiang turned over and took out a short sword from under the pillow.

Nanqiang got out of bed and took the lamp to look around, pushed open the crack of a door and window, and the moonlight outside the gap was faintly reflected in secretly.

Nanqiang pushed all the doors and windows open, and the stars in the sky came into view, and there was no one outside the courtyard.

In the middle of the night, the candle in Nanqiang's hand was blown out by a gust of wind outside the window, the light in the house was dimmed, the sound of insects chirping inside and outside the yard, a gust of wind, Nanqiang felt a little cold, and touched his forehead to know that there was a thin layer of sweat.

Nanqiang lit the candlestick in the house, and was about to pour a cup of cold water on the coffee table to suppress the shock, when he looked down and found a letter on the table.

Nanqiang frowned, someone really came in just now.

What kind of master is he who can be so unaware?

The cool breeze blew in his face, blowing the green silk that Nanqiang was half-draped in, revealing a pair of vigilant eyes.

Nanqiang took the envelope, sealed the doors and windows, Nanqiang sat under the lamp, and the flickering red candle illuminated Nanqiang's heroic face a little softly.

In the past few days, things have been messy, and he has been upset, looking at the blank space left on the envelope, Nanqiang is looking forward to Huaiqing's letter, and he is afraid that it is Huaiqing's letter.

Nan Qiang's heart came up with a mixture of five flavors, his face was normal, and he was a little busy opening the envelope in his hand.

There are only a few simple lines in the letter: "Nanhuai Wangfu, see the word speed to the western suburbs under the Xunxiang tree to the north of the mountain for three miles of deserted and broken view." ”

Nanqiang looked at the petal scale flower in the envelope bag, and his heart trembled slightly.

Nanqiang immediately put on his coat, and he didn't dare to delay for half an hour.

Nanqiang rushed to break the temple, I heard that this was a famous Taoist temple, but five years ago I don't know why I recruited the heavenly fire, some people say that the Taoist priest in the Taoist temple is not enough to practice, and the catastrophe is not successful before the heavenly fire.

Nanqiang walked into the Taoist temple, and the broken Taoist temple under the moonlight had long been gone, the beams of the house collapsed, and the grass was reborn everywhere.

The nightingale crowed, the wolf howled in the col and the ghost cried, and the mountain wind was already urgent and cold at night, and Nanqiang took every step carefully.

If this kind of ghost place is also a stinky Taoist priest, maybe there is some bottom in my heart.

Nanqiang held the short sword, and there was a chill from the dark iron, and Nanqiang looked around the empty silence.

"Who the hell are you?! Tell me to come and don't come out to see me, pretending to be a ghost here! ”

Nanqiang's words fell, and he felt a gust of wind in his back, Nanqiang turned around, and the person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere at some time frightened Nanqiang.

Under the faint moonlight, Nanqiang only saw that the man was wearing a black dress, with a black mask on his face, only three holes in his eyes and mouth were exposed, and he was wearing a big hat on his head.

He held a long sword in his hand, and the green silk on his mask fluttered in the wind.

Nanqiang stared at the other pair of jet-black eyes hidden under the mask.

Those eyes seemed to suck people's souls, bottomless, cold and afraid.

Nanqiang took a step back, "Who are you?" ”

The man turned his back to Nanqiang, his voice was like metal scraping on the ground, hoarse and low: "I know who you are, the third lady of Nanhuai Wangfu, a woman disguised as a man and assumed the surname Xu, just entered Kyoto and formed a bond with Baiteng Pavilion, and Baiteng Pavilion issued a strangulation order for you." ”

Nan Qiangxing looked at the man in black with scrutiny: "Who am I to use you to say, I am asking who you are?" Are you from Baiteng Pavilion? ”

Nanqiang finally squinted his eyes and had murderous intent.

The man in black didn't seem to buy it: "The matter you lied about, the Nanhuai Royal Mansion has already solved it for you." In the future, you will say that you are Xu Junzhi, a fugitive slave from the Nanhuai Palace, even the secret spy department will not be able to find out your true identity. ”

Nanqiang breathed a sigh of relief and retracted the short sword from its scabbard: "What are you looking for me?" ”

"I'm here to tell you that someone united with Baiteng Pavilion, forged evidence, introduced a secret spy department for in-depth investigation, and framed the Nanhuai Wangfu to rebel."

Nan Qiang's eyes suddenly shrank: "Why should I believe you?" ”

The man in black didn't speak for a moment, and Nan Qiang's heart felt like he was frying on a frying pan.

"It's about the lives of hundreds of people in the Nanhuai Palace, believe it or not, whatever you want. Now that Baiteng Pavilion, the Secret Spy Division, and Jing Zhaoyin are all eyeing you, if you make the slightest mistake, you will fall into a place of no return. ”

"Bai Teng Pavilion has already found out my identity." Nanqiang's voice trembled.

"Bai Teng Pavilion is not forced to do so, will your identity be exposed."

When Nanqiang raised his head, he found that the man in black had disappeared, and Nanqiang looked at the empty surroundings and frowned.

Nanqiang walked back halfway up the mountain, heard a trace of movement, Nanqiang pretended to be calm, and went all the way down the mountain.

Back in the house, Nan Qiang drank a large pot of cold water, Bai Zhi pushed the door in, and Nan Qiang put a short sword in his hand on Bai Zhi's neck.

Bai Zhi was startled, and the candle in her hand fell to the ground: "Miss, it's a slave!" ”

Nanqiang withdrew the short sword, and Bai Zhi was aggrieved: "In the middle of the night, where did the young lady go?" ”

Bai Zhi saw that Nanqiang was holding the scale flower in her hand, and said tentatively: "Miss went out to pick flowers in the middle of the night?" ”

Nan Zhao likes petal scale flowers, saying that although this flower is not as beautiful as peonies, it is strong and tenacious, even in barren land, it can spread and bloom everywhere when sprinkled with seeds.

Bai Zhi thought that Nanqiang was homesick and wanted the county lord Nanzhao, and her voice was soft: "Miss, why don't we go back to Nanhuai." ”