Cuiqing couldn't see that Du Moyan had something on her mind, but after all, she didn't say anything Du Moyan, the master is the master, even if she is kind to Yan Yuese and adds trust, the proportions she should have must not be lost.

This is a way of survival, some people know how to do it, some people know it, and they do it brilliantly.

Cuiqing is the second type of person.

"Go to the side hall."

Du Moyan rubbed the corners of his forehead, his fatigue was overflowing, Cuiqing ordered to go down, and the sedan chair slowly walked towards the side hall of Shou'an Palace.

The puppet girl was told early, she stood in front of the door, waiting for Du Moyan's figure to come slowly.

The people she had met last night, the words she had said slowly flowed in her heart, and she pursed her lips, feeling a little overwhelmed.

How should she face the woman in front of her who gave her a body?

Do you really have to calculate according to the deception he says?

When she gradually regained her memory, she had a premonition, but she didn't make it clear that she always had a fluke mentality before, she came to Du Moyan's side, she really had bad intentions, and now in order for her soul to last, she must do what the person who gave her soul said.

He said that his face was a great advantage.

The autumn wind hit her face, and she gradually felt a chill, and she saluted Du Moyan who came over: "See the Queen Mother." ”

"No need to be polite, Ah Wu."

Du Moyan called her Ah Wu.

Entering the room, Du Moyan looked a little tired, and she naturally presented a bowl of soup: "Niangniang, use this to warm up." ”

Du Moyan nodded, silently took a shallow bite without hesitation, she suddenly thought of her chaotic memories, those ...... What does it have to do with this woman?

Who would such a woman care about?

She was a little unsure whether it was her own memory now, and vaguely felt that there was something strange about it, like her inexplicable sense of mission, like her strange soul state, and like her own skin......

There is no way to explain this, and she has a hunch that these incomprehensions will become a knot in her heart and torment her for the rest of her life.

Of course...... If she can live a lifetime.

Pondering and wondering, Du Moyan had already finished the soup and looked better, so she carried out her task: "Niangniang, what's the trouble? ”

Du Moyan closed her eyes, she was really annoyed by this kind of shoddy temptation, she actually didn't understand why Cheng and Shangxian would set the test questions of the trial as Gong Dou, it was really troublesome and annoying.

She didn't know that this was the power of Cheng Hefeng, it would dig out the things you really hated or feared in your heart, and then materialize them, thereby increasing the difficulty of the trial.

Just like Du Moyan doesn't like trouble, so he arranges the most troublesome palace fight for her;

is also like Qingsheng does not like literature, so he is both a civil official and a talent;

is also like Bibo who doesn't like power, so she is a national teacher above 10,000 people under one person.

Disgust and fear will inevitably not be good at it, and being able to deal with things that you are not good at can be imagined as to the person's ability level.

"It's just that I feel a little sad to be let down by an old friend." Du Moyan said slowly, what he said was a little vague, but in the ears of people with ulterior motives like the puppet girl, it was naturally different.

She made a slightly regretful expression: "It's a pity that the slave maid doesn't have any old friends, so she can't understand the mother's heart." ”

Du Moyan waved his hand and smiled: "You little girl is really old-fashioned, you should be carefree at your age." "At my mother's age, isn't she carefree?

It can be said that the moon god is the dividing line in her life, which is colored before meeting and gray after meeting.

was slightly distracted, and when she came back to her senses, the puppet girl next to her still sighed a little: "It's a slave and a maid, and if you can't make any friends, you will die early." ”

Du Moyan waved his hand, didn't comfort her anymore, got up and said, "The mourning family is a little tired, let's go back to the palace first." Hello rest for a long time. ”

She didn't sit in a sedan chair, she walked on the road by herself, and the people behind her were cautious, and she suddenly felt a little lonely.

The scenery of the superior is not something that he can read.

Even in the eyes of the people of the Three Realms, she is also a real superior, but whether it is the original Shuge or the later Demon Realm to the current Eastern Wilderness, whether she is the pavilion master or the queen or the young master, she will not let such a group of people hold their breath behind her.

The side hall is not far from Shou'an Palace, and when she walked slowly to the palace, she really saw Luo Han waiting in the inner hall.

He stood by the window, dressed in court clothes without changing, with a unique solemnity and elegance, hearing the footsteps gently raise her lips, she glanced at the green beside her who did not react, and knew that he had cast an enchantment again.

After retreating the people in the hall cleanly, she stepped forward: "Why did you come here at this time?" ”

"I just offended you to coax?" There was a smile in Luo Han's eyes, and Du Moyan smiled knowingly: "It's not necessary to just thank you verbally." ”

The pearls on his head were ringing, he took her hand and led her to the dresser, his slender fingers slid through his hair, and the phoenix hairpin fell and fell into his palm like a phoenix flying.

"That'...... What do you want? ”

Du Moyan's head was light, and the irritability caused by the drama cleared slightly, and the beads were removed one by one, and she had a smile on her face: "Tryst tonight?" ”

Luo Han smiled softly: "It seems that you want people to know about the 'adultery' between the Queen Mother and the sacrifice?" ”

In the afternoon, there was silence in Shou'an Palace.

The puppet girl excused herself for a nap, walked away from the palace maid beside her, climbed over the wall from the south end, and then found herself in the back garden.

She was a little depressed, and felt that it was useless for her to hand in a satisfactory answer sheet before tonight, but the Queen Mother never saw her easily, and to a certain extent, she was in a state of grounding.

She stroked her face, which was easy to use, but ...... It's not a panacea in the end.

"The palace is very lively, I organized a banquet on the grounds that the emperor was seriously ill and happy, and now I am sneaking out." The sound from behind the rockery made her tremble all around her - it was Du Moyan.

"Who!" A sharp voice startled the puppet girl who was passively eavesdropping, and reacted that she had been pulled by the collar with a sharp weapon and hung there to cry without tears.

She actually bumped into the tryst between the national teacher and the queen mother, what is this called? The Seven Realms

Back to the present, the puppet girl hung on the tree and did not speak, Du Moyan stepped forward and saw that she was a little surprised, hesitated and said to Luo Han: "Kill." ”

Puppet girl: "...... said, okay, you're the wind, I'm the sand?"

Luo Han also looked a little surprised, he nodded: "I'll deal with it, you go back by yourself." ”

"Luo Han, if you don't take back those eyeliners of yours, don't set foot in Shou'an Palace again."

Du Moyan dropped such words, took one last look at the puppet girl, and walked cleanly.

Girl: "......" I think I can save it.

Luo Han turned his head and looked at my obviously stunned face, with a flash of mockery in his eyes, and he smiled lightly: "She doesn't care about anyone, so am I, and so are you." ”

The girl didn't speak, just looked at him.

He walked over, the hem of his clothes moved lightly, his demeanor was graceful, and the girl was clamped down on her forehead after a moment or two of distraction, and her heart trembled slightly in the dazzling sunlight hit by his cold voice: "With that person, it is seven or eight points like, do you know who you have left?" ”

The puppet girl was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Who?" ”

Luo Han chuckled, the forehead guard of the only sacrifice on her forehead shone silver in the sun, she squinted her eyes, and then remembered something terrible: she was created by Du Moyan with the memory of that person, is it possible that her memory was also forcibly injected?

Not your own?

Then something seemed to flash in her head and caused a sharp pain, and she reflexively lifted her forehead and blurted out: "Du Moyan? ”

Luo Han was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he pulled out the silver branch from the tree and chuckled: "You are indeed like her, but it is still just one or two points." ”

With only one or two points like this, he couldn't understand Du Moyan's feelings at that time, he had no father or mother since he was a child, so he was indifferent, even cold.

The puppet girl was free, her legs were already a little soft after falling from the tree, she raised her head, the breeze blew the hairband away, the green silk fell on her face, and the lake around her was reflected in the clear shadow, and she found that the corners of her lips were very similar to Du Moyan.

But in her heart, she was concerned about another question: what is such a self?

What is true and what is false?

Luo Han didn't pay attention to her distraction, and raised the silver branch towards her, the lake water was clear and reflected very clearly, and the girl closed her eyes.

It's really a life at the mercy of others.

In a daze, I seemed to hear a flute.

Du Moyan got up from the dwarf, and suddenly realized that he was asleep again, and it seemed that he had really become very sleepy when he came to the mortal world.

Standing up, he screamed and found that the Shou'an Palace was empty.

She pulled out the dagger in her sleeve and held it in her hand.

Can't wait like this, she stood up and walked out.

As the flute approached, a man's figure was reflected in the bamboo forest, and she watched as he did not move but swung his dagger at great speed.

Du Moyan slashed the neck of someone who wanted to sneak attack behind her, but he just lost his immortal power, and he didn't lose anything else, and he couldn't throw it away.

Yuan Sheng put down the recorder, and such an elegant face made Du Moyan frown slightly, and said coldly: "The person with clear water? ”

He was silent.

Turning to Du Moyan's side, the screams that sounded in the sky mixed with the smell of wine on his body, making Du Moyan take a step back: "Childe's flute is wonderful." ”

The evil door is crooked, and the evil door is crooked

He smiled helplessly, even Du Moyan was not as drunk by his flute as the people in Shou'an Palace, and the first-class killer he found would not easily kill Du Moyan.

Glancing at the blood-dripping dagger, she was too powerful.

Du Moyan bit his lip and asked directly, "Bishui wants to kill me?" ”

Yuan Sheng's eyes flashed and hidden: "If I say that I didn't come for Niangniang, do Niangniang believe it?" ”

Du Moyan looked at the person in front of him calmly: "Then you have to tell me your identity first." ”

He lowered his eyes and was silent.

Du Moyan smiled lightly, turned around and sat on the steps outside the room: "Look, how can I trust you like this?" ”

Yuan Sheng shrugged his shoulders and continued the topic of no nutrition: "Are these really important?" ”

"Boy, if you don't say anything more, I will hang your head in the National Teacher's Mansion."

Du Moyan smiled lightly: "I can do what I say." ”

It stands to reason that Yuan Sheng's force value should be much higher than Du Moyan, who has lost his immortal power, but looking at Du Moyan like this, he has no confidence in his heart.

There was no sound of fighting around him, only the people of Shou'an Palace who were bewitched by his flute, they surrounded Du Moyan, and waited for him to give an order, either openly or secretly.

Bishui said that the puppet girl was missing, and she might have found something.

Du Moyan raised her eyes and looked at the high palace wall, the dagger in her hand hit the dexterous silver flower, she listened patiently for a while, and said without surprise: "The banquet is over." ”

The banquet she ordered to be executed didn't really have any real meaning, but looking at what the people in front of her were doing, it suddenly became meaningful.

Yuan Sheng didn't expect her to say this, and nodded after a moment of silence: "Red things have become white things." ”

The young emperor died on the dragon bed with the sound of silk and bamboo.

The prince already had a candidate, and it should have been used by Du Moyan, but now it seems that Bibo and they still have to study this child.

"You didn't persuade your master? After all, one wins, and one loses. ”