In an instant, the courtyard fell into eternal darkness, except for the milky white orb at the top of the high pavilion above the sky, which emitted a faint fluorescence in the night sky.

Just listening to the rustling of Yingbu, Zhen'er, a woman in Zhu Yi, came closer, still gentle and blessed, "The master is already sleepy, please come back tomorrow!" ”

Xue Wenleng froze, but Emperor Zhaoyuan's eyes were even colder, and there seemed to be a flame of ice and fire in the black shadow, which made people think that he was about to thunder and rage.

But not after all.

He stood silently, then turned around and strode away, Xue Wen immediately followed, and the two of them hurriedly walked among the flowers, but they felt that the strange fragrance veins were smoked into the bone marrow, and even the entire placket was stained.

"This ...... What is this?! ”

Xue Wen couldn't suppress the anger in his heart anymore, and before he left the house, he began to complain in a low voice, "Such a pretending to be a ghost does not show his true face, and after a few words of nonsense, he drove us away - it is rumored that this person has a strange temperament and is moody, and it is true!" ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan glanced at him sideways, the light in his eyes made him dare not speak again, and in the dark night of flowers, his black eyes flashed with a silver-white cold light-

"We'll come back tomorrow."

A faint sentence, but it was more terrifying than any quick words, and cold sweat couldn't help but gush out of his back.

"Good one to come back tomorrow......"

The low laughter lingered among the flowers that reached people's waists, like ghosts and demons, as if some invisible person blew a breath on his side, and suddenly the remnants of flowers and fallen leaves swirled and danced, so that people's eyes could not be opened-

"Your Majesty is really a gentleman, and the queen will not complain a word, such a demeanor is really admirable."

With a sleepy lazy voice, it turned out to be a talented young man!

He actually stealthily eavesdropped on the conversation behind the backs of the two!

Emperor Zhaoyuan's face looked indifferent under the faint white light, but Xue Wen saw that his five fingers had already been put on the scabbard - it can be seen that his anger has reached the limit!

Just when his heart was pounding, he listened to the lazy voice with a smile, and this time it really brought melancholy-

"For the sake of your majesty, I will give you a piece of advice free of charge—"

The sleepy voice gradually became muffled, as if he was really going to sleep for a long time-

"It's the hardest thing to be graced by a beauty...... Sometimes, the red bag on the chest of a beauty is not easy to provoke. ”

As soon as the laughter stopped, everything was quiet, and there was no trace of wind.

The two of them stood on the long cobblestone path in front of the flowers, looking at the main entrance not far away, and for a moment felt as if they had a bizarre dream.

"Please, two."

With Zhen'er's voice, there was another flower in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the side of the steep and dark peak.

****

The night is low, but the moonlight is clear and bright, illuminating the mountains and rocks with silver and bright.

The two walked forward silently, but Xue Wen broke the silence with a wry smile, "Long live...... Do you really want to come tomorrow with the piano? ”

Emperor Zhaoyuan was silent, and he couldn't see the clue from his complexion. Xue Wen's wry smile was even worse, "Actually, I have always regretted Weichen - perhaps, I shouldn't recommend this untamed son." ”

The bright moonlight shone on his face, and Xue Yue's wry smile revealed a solemn and suspicious aura, "The son of Wu Fei acts in a weird way, and his temperament is the most obedient and terrifying—if all the sorcerers are not in urgent need, they really don't want to deal with him." ”

The moonlight shone on his eyes, and he recalled the terrifying deeds of this unpretentious son, and he shuddered himself, "It is said that in order to prevent the whole clan from being slaughtered by the enemy, a sorcerer came to his door and offered the treasure of the whole clan, and the untamed seemed to be satisfied, but asked an additional question......

His voice was heavy, but also with incredible surprise, "Just a small question, in the next moment, he will kill the killer and cast a spell to brutally kill the entire family of the sorcerer—"

There seemed to be that tragic and terrifying scene in front of him, "Everyone's bodies are unharmed, but they are itchy and unbearable, so they keep clinging to it, clinging to it until white bones appear...... The white bones still have a breath to the end, and they are all alive. ”

When he said this, he felt that his body was cold, and he sighed with palpitations, "It's really too vicious and ferocious!" ”

"Aren't you afraid......"

Emperor Zhaoyuan's voice came faintly, stretched by the mountain wind, and seemed intermittent, "Aren't you afraid that he is eavesdropping in the dark again?" ”

"This ——!"

Xue Wen shrunk his neck, and finally didn't dare to speak anymore.

The mountains and trees whistled, and some unknown night birds were startled, making strange screams, and the chill penetrated through the bones, and the limbs seemed to stiffen.

Xue Wen slapped his palm and said with a smile: "I'm about to go down the mountain-"

Before the last word was spoken, I saw that on the mountain path, unconsciously, it was filled with a strange white mist, and when I looked up again, Emperor Zhaoyuan was gone!

****

Emperor Zhaoyuan stood quietly in the white mist, stretching out his hand and not seeing his five fingers, but he was not afraid.

It seems that there is a mountain spring Ding Dong, crisp and cold, penetrating into the heart and spleen, and it seems that someone is reciting in a low voice, the voice is soft and tactful, the light wind and the moon, and the joy is infinite-

"Words into the Huanghua River, every time the green stream ......"

The chanting sound is not slow, full of tranquil and beautiful meaning, and the crystal clear water of the green stream seems to have appeared in front of you with the sound of chanting.

"With the mountains, there will be no hundred miles."

It is the wisdom that travels all over the world and is cheerful.

"The sound is noisy in the stone, and the color is quiet and ...... in the deep pine"

Sound and quiet, color and light, this moment is like a picture in front of you.

"The rippling pan water chestnut, the clear reflection of the reeds."

The overlapping words of the sentence bring out the sweet female voice of the chanter, just as at the beginning, he picked the fluffy reed flower for her by the waterside in the south of the Yangtze River.

Haori!!

Emperor Qin Yu of Zhaoyuan, an abnormal, intense light flashed in his eyes at this moment!

"I'm idle, Qingchuan is like this."

The monk's wandering, the silence of the fairy in the sky, the familiar female voice getting closer and closer, so close that he couldn't believe it!!

"Please stay on the rock, the fishing will be over."

The last sentence is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and the meaning is slow, as if the immortal has finally returned, leaving only infinite charm.

"Haori ——!!"

Emperor Zhaoyuan took a deep breath and finally shouted out the name.

The white mist finally dissipated, and the purple-clothed figure appeared in front of him. Just like in memory, it is not stained with dust.

"This song "Qingxi" was taught to me by you when I was a child."

The cold and indifferent female voice spoke, sighing softly, as if there was an infinitely complex taste, and after all, it only condensed into this sentence.