Follow what you can see in front of you and walk behind the screen, if you are too presumptuous, behind the screen should be Feng Wan'er's bed. In my impression, the rooms in the Yanwang Mansion are all laid out like this.

After passing the screen, I immediately saw Feng Wan'er breathing evenly on the bed and falling asleep. His eyes were slightly condensed, and then he walked briskly to the side of the bed, put the night pearl in his hand on the mahogany cabinet at the end of the bed, and then took out a red cloth from his cuffs and covered it on the night pearl. The room was immediately filled with a blood-red color.

Seeing Feng Wan'er turn over, she immediately squatted on the ground, and after making sure that Feng Wan'er didn't move again, she took off the night clothes on her body, revealing a gauze skirt that Qu Xian Ge often wears.

After turning the head full of black hair to the front, she pulled the gauze skirt casually a few times, and after pulling out the messy feeling she was satisfied with, she looked at Feng Wan'er lying on the bed from between the gaps in her hair.

After thinking about how ghosts are usually called, he immediately learned: "Wan'er...... Wan'er ...... her voice flickered far and near...... Ups and downs...... Sometimes poignant...... Sometimes complaining......

"Wan'er ......"

"Wan'er...... Wake up...... Wake up...... I'm so miserable...... I'm so miserable......"

Feng Wan'er heard someone calling her name in a daze, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

When you see the person in front of you clearly - "Ah! A terrible scream resounded throughout the room.

"You! You! Don't come here! There you go! Let's go! Feng Wan'er was directly frightened and cried, hugged her trembling body and moved towards the bed, while throwing the pillow and quilt towards Qiansang.

"Wan'er...... I'm so miserable...... I died so miserably...... Hell is so lonely...... You're here with me...... Is it good ......?"

Feng Wan'er only found out at this time that the "ghost" was wearing Qu Xian Ge's clothes, and almost subconsciously knew that the "ghost" in front of her was the ghost of Qu Xian Ge.

Not bothering to wipe the tears from her face, she whimpered: "Quxian Song! Why should I go down with you? I wasn't the one who killed you! Not me! You should go for ...... Go find ...... Go to the person who hurt you and ask for your life...... Why are you looking for me? Why! As he spoke, he buried his head between his legs, trembling and crying.

"Feng Wan'er...... Feng Wan'er...... Our relationship is so good...... If I don't look for you, who can I find...... You accompany me...... Stay with me ......"

Feng Wan'er broke down and cried: "Qu Xian Ge, don't look for me!" We don't have a good relationship! Not good at all! I am nice to you on the surface, but in fact, I often design you behind the scenes! Once you were feeding goldfish in the stream below the bridge on the bridge, and then you fell into the stream and almost broke your appearance. You think you were careless, but I actually asked people to push you down. The prince likes you so much, I'm jealous of you, I'm jealous of you! ”

"And ...... And also...... I asked the maid next to me to secretly steal Yun Shang's hairpin and hide it in your room, so that the two of you quarreled over this matter, and watched Yun Sheng slap you so much...... I ......"

Qiansang didn't expect that Feng Wan'er's heart would be so vicious, and she secretly bullied Xian Ge so many times.

Using internal force to blow the long skirt on her body, she quickly ran to the edge of the bed and reached out to choke Feng Wan'er's neck.

"Ahh Feng Wan'er, who was restrained, covered her face and screamed in shock: "Don't kill me!" Don't kill me! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have done that to you, I shouldn't have done that, I was wrong! I was wrong! ”

The strength in her hand did not loosen but tightened, and she asked, "Feng Wan'er, I hate you!" You've designed me so many times, I'm going to kill you today! Otherwise, I would not have died! ”

"Don't!" Feng Wan'er shook her head frantically: "Don't!" No! Qu Xian Song, don't kill me! Kill me and you'll regret it! ”

"Why?"

"Because only I know who really poisoned you! Who is the person who really killed you and blamed Assan! ”

"Isn't it Ruyi?"

"It's not! No! She's just a substitute for the dead, and the one who really kills you is ...... Ahh ”

Just when Feng Wan'er was about to say who really killed Qu Xiange, she was suddenly stabbed in the head by a sharp secret and killed on the spot.

"Feng Wan'er!" She shook her body vigorously, but to no avail.

He quickly tore off the red cloth on his head and flew out of the room, the night outside was like water, and it was silent as if no one had ever appeared.

Who killed Feng Wan'er!

At this moment, she noticed a shining silver thing next to the path not far away, and immediately ran to take it in her hand to take a closer look, and it turned out to be a silver mask.

She looked at this mask very familiarly, as if she had seen it somewhere. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she immediately remembered that this mask had appeared in her room, and Shi Shenshu had said that this mask was a mask worn by the killers of the Underworld Emperor Pavilion.

In this way, it is possible that the death of the string song has something to do with the Underworld Emperor Pavilion......

It was almost dawn, and she had to leave Jiaolan Pavilion immediately, otherwise someone would think that she had killed Feng Wan'er.

returned to Feng Wan'er's room and put the night pearl in her arms, glanced at Feng Wan'er who was lying on the bed and stared blankly, frowned slightly, raised her hand and closed her eyes.

"Feng Wan'er, if you were an upright and good person, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

After saying that, he disappeared.

The sky was slightly bright, and she appeared outside the door of Emperor Yan's room in a maidservant costume, and as soon as the bell in the door rang, she immediately pushed the door and entered.

Over the course of a few days, she had mastered how to help him get up, wash, dress, and tie his hair. After a busy life, Emperor Yan has already looked like a prince with an extraordinary temperament, majesty and not a calm and elegant state.

"Ready for breakfast?"

She bowed slightly: "Ready." ”

He glanced at her, and his face was pale: "Let's pass the meal." ”

"Yes."

She walked to the door of the room, looked at the maidservant guarding the door, and said, "Go to the kitchen and bring the meal, and you tell the kitchen chef that I made it, and he will know which one to serve you." ”

"Yes, slave understood."

A moment later, two maidservants came with the breakfast she had prepared for Emperor Yan. She ushered the two into the room, and Yan Difeng was already sitting firmly in front of the round table.

Walk to the round table and take the main dish from the handmaiden's hand, and then the side dish from the other handmaiden's hand. And he said to them, "You may go down." ”

"Yes."

She placed the side dishes in front of him, and then took out a bowl of bamboo dew porridge and put it together with the side dishes.

"What are these?"

She smiled mysteriously: "The prince will know when he tastes it." ”

He looked at her for a moment, because of the smile on her face.

Retracted his eyes, leaned forward, reached out and fanned him, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, sat up straight, looked at her and said, "The taste is very light, but the smell is refreshing." This king is still a little lazy, but at this moment he is much more energetic. ”

"That's nature," she said. Then he said: "Lord Wang, let's taste the taste of this bamboo dew porridge." ”

"Bamboo dew porridge?"

"Yes."

"It's the first time I've heard of it."

"It doesn't matter if it's name, the key is that it's delicious, you can taste it, lord." She looked at him, and inexplicably looked forward to his satisfaction after eating.

He looked at her, stretched out his hand, and grabbed her wrist: "Is it okay for the princess to eat together?" ”