The moonlight is getting thicker, and the faint fragrance of flowers scatters with the wind, casting a veil of mystery over the night.

Under the moonlight, Eleven rode the white tiger, and Qing Yu followed closely, and soon entered the inner courtyard of the palace and went straight to the target dormitory.

Qing Yu thought that Mrs. was looking for the prince, but the other party did not stay in Jingyang Palace, and couldn't help frowning.

He has known Ye Junchen for so many years, and he knows that the blood feud of Ye Junchen's annihilation clan is related to the people in the court, and only that.

It is natural for the ghost gate to deal with the ministers of the court and the prince, why is the master of the ghost in the ghost gate not the prince.

Could it be that the emperor is now?

No, it can't be.

If it was really the emperor, as early as when the ghost gate destroyed Lin Taiwei's family, they should all be hanged, could it be said that there was someone else behind the scenes?

Qing Yan glanced at Jingyang Palace and continued to follow behind the delicate back.

The White Tiger jumped onto the roof of one of the palaces with Eleven and stopped.

Eleven jumped off the white tiger's back, gently lifted the glazed tiles, and peeked into the room.

Qing Yu arrived quietly, squatting beside Eleven, and naturally looked into the room.

The room was smoky and filled with a rich floral scent, with the occasional sound of water.

Eleven glanced at the white tiger, and the tiger turned and ran towards the other place, quickly hiding in the darkness.

Looking back at Qing Chen, a malicious smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and his slender fingers pointed downward.

Without waiting for the green to react, Eleven jumped down from the hole and landed steadily on the beam.

Qing Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, jumped down, and landed beside Eleven.

The glass lamp illuminates the whole room, and the two of them can see the whole room at a glance.

There are only two palace maids at the door in the entire hall, and the main lord is bathing behind the screen.

The aroma in the room became more and more intense, making Qing Yan's frowning brow even tighter, and such a fragrance was extremely uncomfortable for him.

Eleven jumped softly, ran to the beam behind the screen, and looked at the woman in the bath with interest.

Qing Zhen didn't move.

The behavior of the gentleman on the beam has already made him shameless, let alone peeping at the woman bathing.

Seeing that Qing Yan's face was black and the roots of his ears were a little red, Eleven couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker, and hooked his finger in his direction.

Qing Zhen turned his gaze to the side, pretending not to see.

Eleven was crazy about her.

On tiptoe, the whole person flew to Qing Chen's side like a ghost, lifted the other party's collar with one hand, and flew to the position just now.

The little hand slapped on the top of Qingyi's head, and a pair of beautiful apricot eyes glared at him, forcing him to look.

Qing Yu didn't want to obey the order of eleven o'clock, and in an instant, there was a fire in his chest.

He endured the pain, raised his eyes and looked at the little woman beside him, and the other party smiled with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

She lifted her chin in the direction of the woman below, and her smile deepened.

He regretted it a little.

Qing Yan clenched his fists, and under the authority of his master, his eyes still moved to the woman below.

Under the glass lamp, the water in the bucket shone with layers of light, and the woman's figure was covered by flower petals, revealing only above the shoulders.

This glance made Qing Yan's eyes widen, and there was a trace of horror in his eyes.

The woman in the barrel had loose skin, a wrinkled face, gray hair, and a pair of eyes that were mixed up.

The weirdest thing is that the woman's head is twice as big as the average person's head, and she doesn't look like a normal person no matter how you look at it.

"Niangniang, I caught a palace maid who stole it." A palace maid quickly walked outside the screen and said softly, "Do you want to bring it in and let the mother interrogate?" ”

"Bring it in." The woman said softly.

The voice is delicate and delicate, which does not match the appearance at all.