At this moment, there was only a narrow passage in front of Ling Shang, covered with withered and fallen flowers and leaves, and several dream-like flowers and trees were lined up on both sides.

He was suspicious of deception and did not follow the passage out of the flower array.

A silvery bell-like laugh came from behind a flowering tree.

A chill rose up on Ling Shang's spine; He finally knew why he was left with such a trouble.

The woman's voice was ethereal, full of mockery, "Master Hou really doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, my garden is full of spring before you are willing to stop?" ”

Ling Shang looked coldly at the bewitching woman in front of him, "You are Hua Yao?" ”

Hua Yao's smile can almost take people's souls, "Yes." ”

……

On the other end, Ye Mushen climbed over the wall from the backyard of Donglai Pavilion.

When he landed, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and a fierce burning sensation under his abdomen made him unable to stand up straight, and a bad premonition welled up in his chest.

After a while, he took off a layer of sweat, and the pain in his stomach subsided.

Ye Mushen gritted his teeth, tiptoed to the back of the ear room, hid in a blind corner that no one could see, and looked at the layout of the garden.

He lived a long and luxurious life in Luojing, and he also knew how to appreciate the mansion.

With the wind and moon as the grid, with Meilan as the tone, one step at a time, accompanied by just the right fragrance of flowers, it is like being in a fairyland outside the world.

The owner of this garden is really very elegant.

But under this extreme perfection, there is probably a rather awkward, artificial, and even contradictory evil heart.

Ye Mushen didn't have the extra effort to appreciate the style of this garden, and according to Ling Shang's instructions, he looked forward and backward all the way, and finally came to the side of the wing.

Along the way, he dodged a lot of people who were parades—all of them women in graceful skirts.

Ye Mushen couldn't help but wonder, what a good woman should the owner of this garden be?

Or, how misogynistic is he?

He took a hard look at the row of rooms in front of him, and only two of the adjacent rooms were lit by candles.

The candle flame reflected in the window, and it also reflected the shape of the petals.

There was no human figure in the window, and Ye Mushen couldn't hear the movement from the room with bated breath, thinking that there was probably no one inside.

He looked around twice to make sure he wasn't noticed, picked the nearest room, and gently pushed the door open.

A cold fragrance rushed through the crack in the door, and Ye Mushen covered his nose and sneezed, but fortunately, there was not much movement.

The two maids seemed to sense something, and hurried to the door with broken steps.

"Strange, I think I just heard something......"

"Did you hear me wrong? Okay, go and deliver medicine to that person, the pavilion master will punish you again when it's too late. ”

"But ......"

"Don't be, have you forgotten? No one is allowed to approach the Pavilion's forbidden room. No matter who trespasses into the pavilion master's forbidden room, there is only one way to die......"

The footsteps of the two gradually moved away, and Ye Mushen hid behind a one-person-high bronze mirror, and he didn't dare to come out.

"A dead end?" Ye Mushen playfully recalled the conversation between the two, and laughed in a low voice, "If I want to die willingly, there is only one person in the world...... What is this pavilion master of Donglai Pavilion? ”

He cautiously walked around the room.

The four walls are covered with floral paintings, the large Nanmu bed is covered with an aqua blue silk brocade quilt, and the half-moon-shaped carved screen is inlaid with blue crystals......

Ye Mushen felt uncomfortable for a while - this pavilion master's taste is really peculiar, could it be a woman?