Originally, Bai Youlan didn't think about being a "night wandering god" in the middle of the night, after all, the guards of King Jing's Mansion are not vegetarians, although she is good at making drugs and using drugs, and she can use a golden needle secret weapon, but she has no internal strength, and it is estimated that she is no match for this ancient person with internal strength.

At this time, out of the room, the sound of Qingyue's flute came into my ears more clearly.

The sound of the flute is melodious, ethereal, and melodious, but in it there is endless loneliness, sadness and emptiness......

The sound of the flute deeply attracted Bai Youlan at this moment, and she unconsciously frowned and walked in the direction where the flute came from. She wanted to see what kind of person played such a flute.

It's strange that there are no guards guarding or patrolling here at night, and Bai Youlan smoothly bypassed a few corridors and came to a slightly empty courtyard.

Before she got closer, Bai Youlan saw from a distance that under the soft moonlight, a person dressed in white was standing in a pavilion.

The white clothes are like snow, and the temperament is elegant!

The man seemed to sense that someone was coming, and slowly turned around to look at it, his expression was extremely indifferent, but his eyes were as bright as stars!

Bai Youlan was stunned for a moment.

Indifferent, indifferent, entangled with a trace of sadness and loneliness, but handsome and elegant, such a contradictory and complex temperament actually appeared in this person at the same time!

Who is he, why is he here, and why is he playing such a lonely flute?

There were too many questions, but they were all left behind by Bai Youlan, she approached slowly, she didn't know why she was approaching, she only knew that she wanted to get close to this man unconsciously.

Xu is his loneliness, his sadness, and Bai Youlan's emotions that have been suppressed in his heart since he came to this Northern Tang Kingdom, the panic and loneliness of coming to a strange world, the grief of being calculated and killed by his junior sister, etc., resonate, right?

The man's flute had already stopped, and without saying a word, a pair of eyes as black as black jade looked at Bai Youlan, who was constantly approaching.

Who the hell is she? And what is the purpose?

He couldn't guess!

"Huh?"

Bai Youlan, who approached, suddenly sighed lightly, and frowned in disbelief. The man in white was very pale, as if he was sick, but his lips were not the color of a sick person, but as if he had been poisoned?

The man in white didn't speak, Bai Youlan felt a little embarrassed, but in order to confirm her thoughts, she still walked to the man in white, smiled at him, grabbed his wrist, and wanted to check his pulse.

It's just that as soon as Bai Youlan's hand touched the wrist of the man in white, she felt a flower in front of her, and the man in white had already left her five steps away!

Looking at the man in white in a daze, Bai Youlan shook her head, okay, just now I was only affected by my previous emotions, so I thought of diagnosing the pulse of this unknown man, and even curing the poison, it was really self-inflicted.

Bai Youlan was laughing at herself in her heart, and suddenly felt a chill passing from the back of her head forward, and just when Bai Youlan was confused, a handful of hair fluttered down!

Staring at her own hair that fell to the ground, Bai Youlan was stunned at first, and then furious!