Linlang seemed to have had a long, long dream, in which she didn't know where she was, and there were many people around her. Some of them are known to her, such as Zhong Jiu, such as Yejun, and such as Hong Aya. There are also those she is unfamiliar with, high up, sitting on a chair carved from yellow rosewood, with a black mask on his face. She couldn't see her for what he really was, and through the mask she could see a pair of dark eyes, staring at her coldly.

In the dream, she did not feel comfortable, she felt depressed and tormented, and she desperately wanted to escape from such a situation immediately.

But she fell into a complicated dream, and seemed to hear someone calling her name in her ear, but she couldn't wake up.

Faintly, she smelled a vague aroma, like the smell of drunken flowers. With all her strength, she struggled to wake up from her dream.

She struggled to open her eyes, not in a place she was familiar with.

She looked around the room warily, to the south of the room, not far from the bed next to the wall, there was a table of eight immortals, on which there was a three-legged incense burner, and smoke was curling from the stove.

The whole room was filled with the scent of drunken flowers, and the hollowed-out carved windows shone in bits of sunlight on the bed where she was lying. Beneath her was a soft wooden bed, delicately carved, and at first glance it was nothing ordinary. The body was covered with a brocade quilt, and when I touched the materials, it seemed to be embroidered with gold thread.

Next to the window, there is a dressing table for the daughters of the boudoir, on which is placed a jewelry box with a diamond bronze mirror and a red lacquer carved plum blossom, as well as a gold-inlaid phoenix crown and a string of red coral beads. All of this is extremely luxurious, and it is not something that ordinary people live in.

Linlang carefully got out of bed, and a huge animal skin was spread on the ground under the bed, and it was soft to step on, as if stepping on a soft carpet.

Linlang walked barefoot and slowly walked to the window, and the scenery outside the window was even more beautiful. Rockeries, streams, verdant lotus leaves, and pink lotus flowers blooming on them. From time to time, a few little maids passed by, but the footsteps were very soft, and the sound of conversation was also very soft.

Someone saw her through the window and looked at her curiously. Embarrassed, she hurriedly retreated to the bed and sat down.

After a while, a girl came in, wearing a girl's hair in a bun, a blue blouse, and a green ribbon around her waist. He walked gently and gracefully, and bowed to her very humbly.

She got up in a panic to return the salute, but was pressed down by the girl, and said anxiously: "The girl's status is precious, and the slave maid is just a maid serving the young lady, how can you let you give a salute to the slave maid?"

Linlang frowned slightly, where did she become a valuable lady, how could she become a valuable lady after a short sleep?

Linlang was puzzled, and the girl spoke again: "Miss, you are weak, you have to rest in bed, otherwise when the son comes back, it will be time to punish the slave and maid."

Linlang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Childe?" Dare to ask who your son-in-law is? ”

The girl bowed her head and replied very sincerely, "The slave doesn't know the name of the son, and he only asks us to call him the night boy."

Linlang thought for a moment and asked, "Is he called the Night King?"

The girl shook her head and said in a low voice, "Miss atonement, the slave doesn't know."

Linlang couldn't ask anything from this girl's mouth, so she asked the girl, "Girl, what's your name?"

The girl smiled and said, "The slave maid is called Biyun, and the night boy usually likes to call me Yun'er."

Linlang also smiled and said, "Then I will also call you Yun'er in the future."

Yun'er smiled: "Is Miss hungry?" Would it be good for the slave to tell the kitchen to bring some food to the young lady? ”

Linlang touched her empty stomach, nodded and said, "I'm indeed a little hungry, you can go."

Yun'er Shili slowly exited the room, Linlang felt that she had so many rules, she had never been treated like this, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

Soon after, a few little girls came in with plates. They neatly put the dishes on the round table in the middle of the house, and the dishes were rich in variety, including chicken, duck and fish, as well as vegetarian dishes, and the nutritional mix was very complete.

As soon as Linlang got out of bed and sat down at the table, Yun'er came in with a copper basin. She saw that Linlang was about to move her chopsticks, and hurriedly said, "Miss, let's eat after cleaning our hands and faces."

Linlang was a little embarrassed for a while, and slowly lowered her raised hand. She was waited by Yun'er to wash her hands and face, and then sat down and began to eat.

Yun'er stood aside and prepared vegetables for her. Linlang was a little uncomfortable, she looked at Yun'er and said, "You sit down and eat with me."

Yun'er shook her head very dryly: "Miss is the master, I am a slave, how can a slave and a maid eat at the same table as the master?"

No matter how much Linlang persuaded her, it was useless, so she ate a meal very uncomfortably. After eating, Linlang wiped her mouth with the silk handkerchief handed over by Yun'er, and then asked, "When will your son-in-law come back?"

Yun'er stood aside, lowered her eyebrows and said, "The slave doesn't know."

Linlang frowned, this girl really doesn't know anything. Yun'er saw that her face was not very good, and explained slowly: "The son has always been uncertain, and we are not allowed to ask, so the slave and maid really don't know, please forgive the young lady."

Linlang shook her head, waved her hand and said, "I don't blame you, you must not take it to heart."

Yun'er probably thought she was easy to get along with, and said with a smile on her face: "What else is wrong with the girl?" Do you continue to lie down in bed, or go to the yard for a walk? ”

Linlang looked at the bright scene outside the window, thought for a while, and said, "Go outside and take a look, the more you sleep, the more you will cut down."

Yun'er said hello, found a lake blue shirt for her, put it on for her, and tied her in a high bun.

She was sick and her complexion was not very good. Yun'er smeared some rouge on her, and her cheeks quickly flushed. Delicate and sickly, but there is another beauty.

Yun'er helped her out of the door, she only saw a corner from the window at first, and when she arrived at the courtyard, she found that the courtyard was really amazingly large.

The west side is surrounded by green bamboos and sycamores, and the environment is elegant and quiet, and the breeze blows through the leaves, making a rustling sound, which gently soothes the inner impatience.

Not far away is a lake that winds its way through the courtyard, with a small octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake and a small stone-piled bridge leading to the pavilion. There are a few red-billed white cranes in the lake, swimming leisurely around the lake.

Continue to walk forward, is the half of the lake lotus, the green lotus leaves spread on the blue lake, the pink lotus flowers are dotted in the period, looking from afar, fresh and refined, people feel comfortable.

Linlang turned half a circle, although the sun was strong, stealing from the dense and dense leaves, it actually blocked most of the scorching sun, blocking out the disturbing hot heat.

Walking on the cobblestone paths, you will feel at ease. She and Yun'er crossed the small bridge and arrived at the pavilion. She was a little tired, so she sat on the stone bench and looked at the white cranes that were playing not far away.

She is pure and natural on the surface, but restless on the inside. Although Yun'er did not tell who the so-called Night Boy was. But except for the Night Monarch, there will probably be no one else.

She didn't understand why Yejun had brought her here, and Zhong Jiu knew that she was gone? Will Zhong Jiu be in a hurry? He has not looked for himself. Her life is short, and she doesn't want to be with Zhong Jiu in her last days. But the Night Monarch didn't appear for a long time, and she could only be like a cloud. She has no other way but to wait now. She didn't know where she was, and with her sick body, it was probably impossible to get out on her own.

She was depressed, and two little girls came over with trays. There is a pot of tea and a plate of snacks on it.

Yun'er reached out and put it on the table, waved at the two girls, and they retreated. Yun'er poured a cup of tea for her and handed it to Linlang. Linlang took it gently, and the fragrance of tea lingered on the tip of her nose, and it turned out to be the "tip of her heart" that she was familiar with.

She squeezed the cup in the palm of her hand, and was not in a hurry to drink it, and asked softly: "This tea smells strange, it seems to be rare, what kind of tea is it?"

Yun'er lowered her head and explained: "The slave and maid don't know, it's the tea that Gongzi likes to drink." When the son was leaving, he specially instructed the slave maid to be sure to soak it for the young lady to drink. ”

Linlang smiled lightly, raised his arm to bring the tea to his mouth, took a sip lightly, and asked, "Do you know what kind of incense was lit in the room just now?"

Yun'er smiled and said loudly: "This slave knows that the son said that this incense is called Drunken Flowers, and it is made of many petals and ground into powder. This incense is made by Childe himself, but Childe does not use it often. Childe said that the young lady liked it, so he kept lighting it. ”

Linlang was even more puzzled in her heart, not knowing why Yejun knew this. She always thought that the drunken flowers and the top of her heart were unique to Yingning and Zhong Jiu, but it turned out that they were not, and she was somewhat lost in her heart.

She suddenly remembered that Yejun had said that he and herself were childhood sweethearts, so he was very clear about these, and whether it made sense.

She picked up a piece of lotus root cake and gently put it in her mouth, the entrance was soft and sweet, refreshing.

The cool breeze blew her head, which had been drowsy, and it became clear and cheerful. She pulled out the handkerchief on her chest and wiped the sugar stains from her mouth and hands. She wrung the handkerchief in her hand, lowered her head and whispered: "The scenery here is pleasant, your son-in-law really knows how to choose a place."

Yun'er was silent for a moment before she said cautiously: "Childe's vision has always been good, and his food and clothing are the best, so this courtyard is also the best in the city."

"In the city? This is Luoyang City? Linlang asked suspiciously.

Yun'er nodded and said, "Yes, this is located in the east of Luoyang City, and it is the most prosperous place in this city."

Linlang's mind turned and turned, she often went around Luoyang City, and there were several luxurious courtyards in the east of the city, among which the most luxurious was the former prime minister An Yunzhi.

She once passed by with Mu Qing at the gate of Anfu, the gate was several times larger than ordinary people, and there were two large stone lions two people tall sitting at the door. Bared teeth grinning, very fierce.

She pretended to ask casually, "Is this the former Anfu?"

Yun'er frowned slightly and said, "The slave doesn't know, when I came, the master was the night boy, and the plaque at the door said Ling Mansion." As for what the young lady said about Anfu, the slave maid had not heard it. ”

Linlang didn't speak again, chewing the word Ling Fu in her mouth, thinking that it was indeed Yejun, he had assumed the name Ling Ye and stayed by her side. Now that this is the Ling Mansion, he is really bold enough to dare to put her in Luoyang City, such a conspicuous place. He is so confident, isn't he afraid that Zhong Jiu will find him?

Since he was so confident, there must be some way to stop Zhong Jiu.

Linlang sat for a while, her head began to hurt a little, and her chest was also troubled. Yun'er knows how to observe words and feelings, no wonder the Night Monarch sent her to serve. She stepped forward to help Linlang and said carefully: "Miss has been sitting for a long time, she should be tired, the slave maid will help Miss go back to rest."

Linlang raised her fingers and rubbed her temples, said hello softly, and got up and went back to the room with Yun'er.

There was still incense lit in the room, she slipped her slippers and lay on the bed, and Yun'er covered the quilt intimately. Linlang looked at the meticulous Yun'er, thanked him, and then ordered: "If your son-in-law comes back, you must tell me immediately."

Yun'er smiled and said: "Yes, Miss just rest in peace, when the son comes back, the slave must inform the young lady as soon as possible."

Linlang nodded, accompanied by the familiar smell of smoke, but after a while, he fell asleep.