The more you think about it, the more brain-burning it gets. Wen Qingyun rubbed his eyebrows, and a look of impatience appeared between his eyebrows. "How's the matter with Childe?"

The glaive chin headed, "There is no other ...... yet."

"Report! Pavilion master, also the secret letter of the prince! ”

Before Glaive could finish speaking, a black-clothed boy flew in. He is the Night Pavilion Elder Wind Monarch - Shaking the Sky.

Shaking the sky presented the secret letter, and disappeared.

Wen Qingyun took the secret letter, opened it and read it.

Glaive took a step forward anxiously: "Lord Wang, what did the prince say?" ”

Wen Qingyun closed the letter and placed it on the faint candlelight. In a moment, the letter was reduced to ashes. He smiled softly, staring directly at the paper ashes that loomed between the candles, "He is our man now." ”

Glaive was surprised, "So suddenly? ”

Wen Qingyun got up, and a crimson brocade robe looked even more evil and mysterious under the candlelight. "Recently, a series of magical things have really happened around us. Just wait and see what happens. ”

-- Dividing line --

Snow Micro Pavilion.

"Today, Wen Qingyun, that little bastard, took Miss Ben into the palace to see the queen's mother, not only did she not give Miss Ben an appearance fee, but she also teased Miss Ben on the way! How daring! But today I found out that he didn't even lift hahahaha! His queen mother is so worried now......"

Helan pursed her mouth slightly, awkwardly holding a brush and writing in her diary. The viciousness in his eyes is almost like he can kill someone in a minute.

"Meow—"

Suddenly, a soft cat meow came from outside the window.

As the best cat slave, Helan's eyes lit up slightly, put down the pen, and ran out in a hurry. When I went to the yard, I saw a snow-white kitten.

Helan squatted down slightly, stretched out her little hand in a friendly manner, and said softly while giggling, "Good, come here." ”

The kitten was very humane, and with a "meow", he walked over gracefully with a cat step.

Helan sneered slightly, took it into her arms, and she gently stroked the cat's soft hair, "You look so cute, just like a little snowball, will I call you a little snowball in the future?" ”

The little snowball "meowed", as if in response, and then obediently retracted her little head into Helan Wei's arms and rubbed it. It made Helan laugh happily.

Wen Qingyun was dressed in white, wearing a mask, and her long figure stood in the courtyard of Xuewei Pavilion. Tonight, he's just a thoughtless son.

Seeing Helan Wei and the cat playing so happily, I don't know when, the corners of his mouth also rose slightly. When he realized it, the eyes under the mask flashed with an unnatural look that was difficult to catch.

"The Sixth Princess."

After a long time, he opened his mouth.

Helan looked up when he heard the sound slightly, and saw that the man was dressed in white, with a silver mask, and the moonlight was sprinkled, he was like a fairy, and the white robe on his body was dyed with an ambiguous and misty veil of fog.

The moonlight poured over his silver mask, rendering him a cool and cold aura. The whole person looks so clean and quiet.

Helan couldn't help but be stunned, and at this time there was only one sentence in her mind: Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

Is it the man in white who was injured last night?

Helan stood up slightly, and the little snowball also jumped up to the eaves and disappeared into the night.

"It's you, are you getting better?" Helan asked slightly.

Yes, it is Helan Wei's calm and confident eyes. Let Wen Qingyun be extremely sure that the cowardly Helan Susu on weekdays must be an illusion.

The corners of Wen Qingyun's mouth rose, and a low and magnetic voice came, "Thank you princess for coming to the rescue last night, and there is no big problem here." ”

Helan tilted her little head slightly, as if she was thinking about something. "It's okay."

"What is the princess thinking?" Wen Qingyun caught the details of her demeanor and asked.

Helan smiled slightly and shook her head, "I'm thinking about some questions that I'm curious about, but Childe won't answer." ”

Yes. She wanted to know who he was, where he came from. Why was he so badly injured? Why did it fall in the Six Kings' Mansion? And why did they disappear before dawn?

These questions were in her heart, but she knew that how could a guy who showed people in a mask show his sincerity to others?