Like Mo Xin, he couldn't sleep, and the cold Murong Wu (情qíng), at this time, he was standing alone on the roof as usual, looking down on the palace of King Chen.

一 (身shēn) ink color, which blends perfectly with the night. A pair of chilling eyes looked at the night, and the cold eyes carried countless sorrows, like abandoned babies in the night, helpless and lonely.

He looked at Mo Xin's courtyard and saw her come out, a thin back, as if carrying too many things, with a depressing aura.

Murong Wu didn't know what was going on, so he unconsciously took a few more looks.

Judging from the way she walks, her hands and legs are a little uncomfortable, she just fell outside the wall yesterday, but she doesn't have a good rest today, why did she run out?

After looking at it for a while, Mo Xin half-squatted next to the pile of smiling flowers, picked a red flower from the other side, and slowly lifted the flower high, looking like he was admiring the flower.

So late, don't rest just to enjoy the flowers?

Here Murong Wu (情qíng) frowned slightly, and was puzzled, Mo Xin had already taken the flower in his hand, turned (body shēn) and slowly walked into the bedroom.

Murong Wu (情qíng) looked at the room with the lights on in the courtyard, and then looked at the silence in the huge palace, and even heard the needles falling to the ground clearly, and it was estimated that there were only the two of them who couldn't sleep.

Why did you look at this woman a few more times? Murong Wu asked himself, perhaps because this woman, like him, was a self-fending person.

No one cares, no one cares, no one confides.

I can only carry everything by myself, taste it slowly, taste it carefully, and digest it slowly over time in this dark night.

Like a bottomless wound, it cannot be seen, nor healed.

As time passed, new injuries and old injuries blended together, and it didn't matter if the wounds became more hideous and terrifying.

Everyone thinks that Murong Wu (情qíng) is moody, and no one should be approached, who has ever really cared about him?

After a long time, the most terrible thing is not the cold, but the fear of the sun.

How can a person feel warmth when his heart is cold, but he is unwilling to accept the sun?

Mo Xin looked at the flowers on the table that she had plucked, and the bitterness in her heart swelled up.

The flowers on the other side, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, you can't see the flowers when there are leaves, the flowers and leaves don't see each other, and the flowers and leaves are wrong.

Wouldn't it be too pitiful if it was (爱ài) (情qíng), and it was the same as this flower.

Ruyu, our (爱ài) (情 qíng), will there be a good ending?

Mo Xin looked at the flowers on the other side and asked himself secretly.

The answer, she doesn't know, there are too many variables in the future, and how she should get off (身shēn) now is a very troublesome thing (情qíng).

The more I think about things, the more complicated it becomes, and the calmer my mind thinks, the more sleepy I feel. I don't know how long it took for Mo Xin to fall asleep on the desk.

The next day, when Zhiqiu asked Mo Xin to get up (bed chuáng), he found that Mo Xin was holding a flower on the other side of the house in his hand, lying on the desk and falling asleep.

"Moxin, Moxin." Zhiqiu called from the side.

Mo Xin slowly opened his eyes, feeling hazy, his eyelids were disobedient and wanted to close, and he was too tired to open his eyes.

"Mo Xin, why did you fall asleep on the desk?"

"I don't know, yesterday, it seems that I just sat at the desk for a while, and I don't know when I fell asleep. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to get some sleep again. ”

Mo Xin stood up and stumbled towards the side of the (bed chuáng) as she spoke, and Zhiqiu was afraid that she would fall, so she hurriedly helped her lie down.

Mo Xin lay on the bed (chuáng) and fell asleep holding the quilt, Zhiqiu looked at her tiredness, and felt uncomfortable.

Although she had been in King Chen's Mansion for so long, she hadn't seen Mo Xin cry, but she could still feel the discomfort in her heart.

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

At this moment, there were several sounds of cats calling outside the door.

Listening to this unusual cat meow, Zhiqiu was a little scared.

Mo Xin, who was sleeping soundly, sat up violently as if she heard a familiar voice.

"Moxin, what's wrong with you?" Zhiqiu was taken aback by Mo Xin, how could the person who had fallen asleep just now wake up all of a sudden.

"Zhiqiu, did you hear a cat meow just now?"

Mo Xin asked with some suspicion. After all, Xiao Hei's greedy cat hasn't been seen for a long time.

Could it be that it knows the way, and will find the country of wind and clouds from the beautiful jade country?

"Yes, it doesn't seem to be an ordinary cat." Zhiqiu looked at Mo Xin with a nervous look, thinking that she was afraid of cats.

When Mo Xin heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly jumped down from the (bed chuáng).

"Moxin, where are you going?"

Mo Xin didn't have time to explain, so he ran and pushed the door open. The door was the same as before, and even the shadow of the cat could not be seen.

Mo Xin's originally happy face was replaced by loss, and his eyes were slightly red. I obviously heard Xiao Hei's voice, why wasn't it?

She stood in the doorway, like a failed performer, bearing her own sadness alone.

"Meow Meow Meow ......"

At this time, Xiao Heiyue went to the top of the fence and waved his paw proudly at Mo Xin, as if to say: Praise me, praise me quickly, I have found it so far away.

Zhiqiu looked at the black of Hun (body shēn), the little black with a fire pattern in the middle of his forehead, and he was very scared, and his body trembled unconsciously.

This is the psychic cat, an unusually ferocious and moody psychic cat.

Its claws are poisonous, and if it is caught, the light ones will lie down (bed chuáng) for several (日rì), and the heavy ones will die directly.

This Mo Xin has no cultivation, her cultivation and Zhixia's cultivation are not high, and there is no one else in this courtyard, what should I do?

Call for help, the people in the house don't know if they care about their lives or deaths?

In case this psychic cat is alarmed and provoked, the consequences will be even more serious.

At this time, Zhiqiu was like an ant on the top of the (hot rè) pot, and he was about to cry in a hurry.

Mo Xin stared at Xiao Hei like this, from loss to joy to anger.

"You glutton, you bastard, you bastard, you still know how to look for me, you still know how to care about my life or death?"

Zhiqiu looked at Mo Xin's very angry scolding at the spiritual power cat, and his eyes were already staring at him in surprise, not knowing what to say.

"I've been in Fengyun Country for so many days before you came. People are fast

It takes three days for horses and whips to arrive, you are a cat, you run faster than a horse, it took so long to come to me, you glutton, hateful. ”

Mo Xin scolded and scolded, tears coming out. looked at Xiao Hei, without the anger just now

, more grievances.

The entire palace (殿diàn), Xiao Hei's force value is the highest, and when something happens (情qíng), it is not there.

Although I knew in my heart that even if Xiao Hei was there that day, I couldn't protect her, but I still felt wronged in my heart.

Although it was scolding Xiao Hei, it was more to vent her dissatisfaction and grievances. Tears are like continuous raindrops, each drop carries too many grievances and unwillingness.

Zhiqiu looked at the crying Chu Chu poor Mo Xin, standing aside and not saying anything, but felt that these (日rì) came and Mo Xin hid all the unhappiness in his heart, and now it is a good thing to vent it out (情qíng).

Xiao Hei, who was standing on the wall, looked innocent, and he thought: Didn't I just go out to eat some fish and play for a while, this master is eating gunpowder?

Xiao Hei jumped down from the wall, Zhiqiu trembled in fright, although listening to Mo Xin's words, he knew that this cat might be raised by Mo Xin, but he was still scared in his heart.

Xiao Hei gently patted Mo Xin's arm with his paws, as if to say: I'll just go out to play some (日rì), you don't have to cry like crying and mourning, crying is too ugly, hurry up and stop crying.

Mo Xin saw Xiao Hei's innocent face (情qíng), and felt funny, so she cried and laughed like this, making Xiao Hei think that she was stimulated by something and her head was abnormal.

"Zhiqiu, you go to the kitchen and get some fish for Xiao Hei to eat." Mo Xin commanded while wiping the tears on his face with his sleeve.

"No." Zhiqiu was relieved when he saw Mo Xin's (情qíng) mood stabilize.

When Zhixia came over with the medicine bowl, Xiao Hei was jumping up and down in the courtyard

Messily skewered, the frightened Zhixia fell to the ground and spilled the medicine bowl.

Seeing this, Mo Xin hurriedly ran over to pick up Zhixia, who had fallen, "It's okay." ”

"It's okay, this is a psychic cat, it's dangerous." Zhixia looked at Xiao Hei who was still running around, and his eyes were full of fear.

"This is my old cat, called Xiao Hei."

After Mo Xin finished speaking, Zhixia looked surprised, a person who has not cultivated can actually raise a spiritual power cat?

It's like telling her that a person with a disability in both legs can now run. It's also so unusual.

"Little black down." Mo Xin watched Xiao Hei scratch a cat's paw print on the wall and put a handprint on the pillar, which was really a little uneasy.

The materials used in this yard are not very good, and then they are tossed by Xiao Hei, in case the house collapses, where does she live with Zhiqiu Zhixia?

The courtyard was quiet, and she didn't want to make too much noise and attract attention.

Mo Xin didn't know that Xiao Hei's arrival had already made people know, and it made King Chen's Mansion become (hot) at once.

Ouyang Cai, who heard it at this time, looked puzzled, and reconfirmed with his subordinates that it was a spiritual power cat, and he felt that this waste material raising a spiritual power cat was really a strange news in the world.

"Brother, do you think that psychic cat is stupid

？ Ouyang Cai's face was full of ridicule, and a pair of hands that were a little more beautiful than a woman's took a sip of tea.

Ouyang Bing's wooden face on the side was a little worried, "It's okay if the cat is stupid, if not, this Princess Chen is not simple." ”

"Princess Chen is not a false name, King Chen will not like her. As for whether she is not simple, it does not matter. Ouyang Cai paid attention to the movements in Moxin's courtyard, just to watch this woman for King Chen.

As long as this woman obediently lives in the courtyard and doesn't provoke King Chen, he won't care what she does outside.

In this Chenwang Mansion, no other women will come in in the future, and he can stay by the side of King Chen's (body shēn) forever.

He is the one who knows King Chen best, and he is the most suitable person to stay next to King Chen.

In the dead of night, Mo Xin was relieved to get to know Xiao Hei about the situation. Although Zhixia and Zhiqiu treated her well during this time, her plan could not let them know.

The human heart is the most unpredictable, if she guesses wrong, what awaits her is a catastrophe. Moxin didn't want to make any extraneous branches.

"Xiao Hei, have you ever been back to the palace since you went out to play?"

Blackie's tail wagged to indicate no.

"Then how do you know I'm in the Land of Storms?"

Xiao Hei pointed at his nose with his paws, Mo Xin was a little disbelieving, "Is the nose of the spiritual power cat so good?" Did you come by smell? ”

Each person has his own unique scent, which many animals can rely on to distinguish the direction of their owner.

Xiao Hei nodded, looking proud.

The corners of Mo Xin's mouth smiled a little comfortingly, it was also her luck to be able to pick up such a bullish ((forced bī) bī) spiritual cat.

She picked up a special charcoal pen, wrote on the small piece of paper, 'I'm fine, wait for the time to meet', folded the small note very small, and sewed it into a strip of black muslin and tied it to Xiao Hei's neck.

"Xiao Hei, you help me bring the strip of muslin around my neck to Dongmei, be careful not to let others find out that you are going to the palace."

(End of chapter)