Qiantengaku, East Sacred Palace.

Inside the palace with carved beams and paintings.

The sound of the flute and the sound of the piano are skillfully blended, like the sound of pearls.

The long water sleeves are flexible and feminine, and the dancers who dance to the melody are as beautiful as delicate flowers.

It's a visual and auditory treat.

The man sitting above had a somewhat dull expression.

The man was dressed in a dark purple brocade robe, his face was very young, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and his posture was straight.

He casually lowered his head and poured his tea, as if thinking about something, and did not look up at the dancing girl in front of him.

In the mist of tea, his expression was a little unreal.

A dance is over.

The dancers bowed and saluted.

The dancing girl at the front has a beautiful posture, vivid eyebrows and eyes, and eyes like autumn water.

She looked at the chief man with a smile, and there was anticipation in her eyes.

The man still didn't look up, and said lightly, "Stand down." ”

A look of disappointment appeared on Maihime's face, and she bit her lip, intending to say something, but she held back.

I heard that this young palace master has a good temperament, if he ......

In the end, he still didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he had to retreat stupidly.

Recently, the young palace master is not in a good mood. The waiter who was waiting on the side thought.

Although he seemed to be in a calm mood, the waiter with whom he was spending the day and night still felt his irritability in recent days.

The man in front of him was the young palace master of the East Holy Palace, Zhuang Huayuan.

He waved to the waiter who was standing quietly, but the waiter was stunned and hurriedly went over. I just heard the other party say: "How did that matter go?" ”

"Everything went as expected." The waiter hurriedly said.

"What did he say?" Zhuang Huayuan asked casually.

The waiter thought for a while, and then realized that this "he" refers to the palace master of the East Holy Palace, Zhuang Boming, who is also the father of the young palace master.

"The palace master said that you did a good job, and he was very satisfied."

When Zhuang Huayuan heard this, there was no joy in his eyes, and indescribable emotions rose from his heart, and the mockery in his eyes flashed.

"It's disgusting."

The waiter was shocked when he heard this, and quickly lowered his head.

"What else did he say?" Zhuang Huayuan asked.

Waiter: "The palace master also said that the Dongsheng Jade Seal will be yours in the future, and I hope the young palace master can understand what he means." ”

The East Saint Jade Seal is a symbol of the power of the palace masters of the past dynasties, which can mobilize all the power of the East Saint Palace, and will only be passed on to the next palace master.

Zhuang Huayuan: "Whoever is rare and who wants to go, he has so many sons, he can give them to them." ”

Waiter: "Young palace master, you are the only successor that the palace master truly recognizes." ”

Zhuang Huayuan sneered and said no more.

Just then, a waiter came and broke the silence.

"Report to the young palace master, and one person outside the palace asks to see ......"

"Nope." Before the waiter could finish speaking, Zhuang Huayuan interrupted him.

A look of hesitation appeared on the waiter's face, "But the young palace master, that person claims to be the apprentice of the Canglan Hall Master, Chi Qingqiu." ”

After Zhuang Huayuan heard this, he was about to pour tea with his hand.

A strange silence once again permeated the hall.

Just when the waiter thought that the young palace master would refuse, he heard him whisper: "Bring her in." ”

"Yes." The waiter should come down.

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Mu Jiujiu followed the waiter into the inner sanctum.

She summoned the "Dream of the Wind and the Moon" and held it in her hand in case of emergency.

Although the waiter didn't understand why it wasn't raining, and the girl had to bring an umbrella, it was not easy to ask.

Along the way, the picturesque scenery of the East Sacred Palace aroused Mu Jiujiu's strong interest, but she kept her identity in mind.

- A sad girl who lost her master.

So she lowered her head and carefully adjusted her emotions.

QAQ。

This sense of role-playing.

From Canglan Hall to Dongsheng Palace, on the way here, Mu Jiujiu also sat in the teahouse outside by the way to inquire about the news.

Now that Sheng Canglan and Baili Han have died together, it has already been spread to the hundreds, and it has become a chatter for countless people after dinner.

It's definitely the headline in the world of moving vines.

The storytellers in the restaurant teahouse have already compiled countless versions to describe the incident, and although some people have never seen Sheng Canglan, they also try to restore the heroic image in their hearts.

After all, the drama of heroes dying together for justice is always a tragic and timeless story.

Thinking of this, he entered the main hall, Mu Jiujiu noticed the man in the dark purple brocade robe, and when he looked up again, he was already a crying face.

"Senior Zhuang......," she choked up.

When Zhuang Huayuan asked Mu Jiujiu to take a seat, she sat in front of the other party, only to find that the other party looked young and should not be much older than her.

…… No matter what, it's always right to call seniors.

Zhuang Huayuan quietly looked at the woman in front of him.

The last time he saw Chi Qingqiu was a long time ago.

In my impression, she has a prominent appearance, and when she laughs, she will give people a feeling of spring breeze and think of something warm and beautiful.

However, when the gaze is calm, it will add a bit of coldness to her, reminiscent of the moonlight at night.

Over the years, I have seen a lot of people in the country and the city, but none of her have a unique temperament.

He still remembered the first time he saw Chi Qingqiu.

At that time, because she had just arrived at the Canglan Palace, she was wary of everything and alienated. Later, Sheng Canglan always tried to make her happy, and she slowly unloaded her defense.

Sheng Canglan......

Zhuang Huayuan thought of this person, with a bit of obscure emotion in his eyes.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Mu Jiujiu here got straight to the point and said: "Senior Zhuang, Master's death is strange!" ”

She tilted all her guesses from Duan Qianxiao during this time, and wiped her red eyes with her hand when she was excited.

Hey, it's too deep into the play......

After hearing this, Zhuang Huayuan in front of him nodded slightly, and even politely handed the Mu Jiujiu Silk Kerchief, who was a little emotionally fluctuating, and asked her to wipe her tear-stained eyes.

But Mu Jiujiu was still keenly aware of the slightest abnormality.

He was so calm.

That kind of look was calm and a little indifferent.

It's like seeing a beggar on the side of the road by chance, or a child whose parents are lost, so out of sympathy, give some due comfort.

In addition, Duan Qianxiao said before that he did not participate in Sheng Canglan's funeral......

It's kind of interesting.

Mu Jiujiu looked directly at Zhuang Huayuan, and said with a sad face: "Senior Zhuang, I don't know about this, what do you think?" ”

Zhuang Huayuan in front of him did not avoid Mu Jiujiu's eyes.

He looked at Mu Jiujiu, as if he was looking at an unknown child, and there was a trace of pity hidden under his unpredictable gaze.

While pouring tea, he said slowly: "Qingqiu, when your master was alive, he was prosperous and rich, and he was famous, and he lived and died in the second half of his life. Everyone was thanking him.

Even if he dies, it is in the name of a hero, what more truth do you want? ”

Mu Jiujiu raised his eyelids, and his eyes were slightly cold.

But she still looked puzzled, and stared at him: "Senior Zhuang, you know how strong the master is, a mere Demon Sect Master, how can he ......?"

"What if he underestimates the enemy? What if he strayed into the other party's trap? Is it impossible to be defeated because he is strong!? Zhuang Huayuan interrupted her, his tone a little excited.