The posture is long, and the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.

There are hearty laughter, there are uninhibited indulgence, there are gentle and kind, there are frowning and thinking, and there are sad and melancholy, all kinds of expressions are different, postures are different, or sitting or lying, or reclining or lying, which is breathtaking.

Mowii looked at each of them and saw that each of the men in the portrait was holding a bow, either behind his back, or in his hand, or leaning on his head, or setting it aside.

Mo Weiyi walked in and looked at it, felt very familiar, and asked, "Is this Di Yuan?" ”

Then this portrait should be the light fog of the year.

Wow, the light mist of the previous life, handsome and sunny, radiant, with masculinity between the eyebrows, and the light of great love in the eyes. No

Like the current Mu Chengcheng, it is cold and lonely, gloomy and melancholy, and his appearance is also bewitching and beautiful, and he also has an evil spirit.

Morvii felt his heart beating very happily, whether it was now, or a thousand years ago. Mu Qingcheng's appearance is the type that Mo Weiyi likes, and this feeling is particularly magical, as if he can split his legs with others openly while falling in love with someone.

Mo Weiyi couldn't help but look up at the sky, his face was so hot.

Wan Qixue came up and said, "Yiyi, your face is so red." ”

"Is there one?" Mo Weiyi tried to keep his eyes open as much as possible, so as not to let people see his weakness, "It may be that the face reflected by the candle is hot." ”

Suddenly thinking of something, Mo Weiyi's eyes widened, and he stared at the wall incredulously, "Is this palace built specifically for Light Mist and Sleeve Pill?" ”

"And all the paintings here?" Mo Weiyi suddenly raised a candle flame and approached a painting, and sure enough, it was signed below, and the second year of heaven and the second year was free.

Tianhe should have been the name of the country that year, Mo Weiyi guessed.

With so many light mist portraits, Mo Weiyi had a very bold idea.

Do you say that it will be Chiyu back then, it is not that he likes sleeves at all, it is the forbidden love between him and the Light Mist Brothers.

Mo Weiyi's mind couldn't help but have a picture, relaxation and light fog, love for a long time, dependence on each other, brothers in love, and then a few of them fought for the wind and jealousy to destroy the Sleeve Pill family?

"Papapapa", Bai Youyu took the lead in applauding, and Wan Qixue also applauded, "Yiyi", it's a pity that you don't write a play book, what kind of private detective are you doing, you should become the pillar of the painting book and the leader on the stage. ”

Mo Weiyi smiled, "See laugh, see laugh", and when he looked at Li Yeyao again, he found that his face was overwhelmed by black clouds.

Quickly put away the joke thoughts, took out the note left by the blood scholar and showed it to Li Yeyao, Li Yeyao glanced at the doctor and led everyone to the depths, explaining as he walked, this is a hidden head poem, the first word of each poem, the first word of the recitation is to drain the soul and ask for the soul.

The soul is the weapon of Princess Sleevemaru.

Mo Weiyi looked at the night away, and pushed open the innermost stone door with ease, and a trace of doubt briefly rose in his heart. But soon, his doubts were dispelled with a portrait of a large beautiful woman behind the stone gate. Seeing Mo Weiyi thinking with his toes, he also knew that it was Princess Sleevemaru.

I don't know why, obviously it was my past life and I was so beautiful standing in front of me, Mo Weiyi didn't have the slightest emotion, as if he was a passerby.

Princess Sleevemaru was cold and detached between her eyebrows, heroic, and she was throwing a long whip in her hand. The portrait is dead, but the whip is real, and the whole body is translucent, like the moonlight sprinkled on the white clouds, and there is a faint jade light flowing.

Mo Weiyi praised the whip, and without thinking about it, he took it off, "Ouch, it's so heavy", and it was all pulling at Mo Weiyi's wounds.

The whip starts, cold and comfortable, very intimate, this is the weapon of his previous life, at this moment, the whip began to glow red, absorbing the blood of Mo Weiyi from Mo Weiyi's broken fingers, pulling out a thin red blood into the whip, the thin red blood line runs through the entire whip body, the red light is sheng, and the whip begins to buzz and vibrate.

I don't know why, Mo Weiyi had a feeling of longing at this time, she could clearly feel that the whip was also excited, Mo Weiyi couldn't help but wave her hand, she wanted to shake it and try it.

When Bai Youyu and the others saw it, their faces changed drastically, and they shouted, "No!" ”

Mo Weiyi sighed, realized it later, and found that there was a serious injury on his back, smiled embarrassedly, and forgot about it in excitement for a while.

Chu Xiuwen hurriedly walked over to see if there was any blood oozing out of her back, and found that there was none, so he was relieved.

Mo Weiyi had a bitter face, "Ah Xiu, can you help me get it?" It's just too heavy. This must be a few dozen pounds. ”

Chu Xiuwen's cold and hard expression finally eased, and he reached out to get the whip for Mo Weiyi, but the whip was red again, stabbing Chu Xiuwen's hand.

tried several times, it was still the same, it seemed that she didn't want Chu Xiuwen to touch her, Chu Xiuwen shrugged, and couldn't help.

So Bai Youyu and Wan Qixue took turns to fight, and the result was the same.

Mo Weiyi was about to ask Li Yeyao to try it, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and before he could react, he saw Mu Qingcheng walking over quickly.

Seeing the whip in Mo Weiyi's hand, Mu Qingcheng was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little trance, and he was stunned on the spot.

This kind of mood made Mo Weiyi's originally good mood suddenly fall into a trough.

Mu Qingcheng raised his eyes to look at Mo Weiyi, as if he was going to travel from her eyes to a thousand years ago, looking at the sleeve pill, such a look made Mo Weiyi feel a trace of disgust from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it was a short moment, Mu Tingcheng returned to normal, as if he had seen a strange and familiar person, Mu Tingcheng reached out to help Mo Weiyi take the whip, but the whip also vibrated in Mu Tingcheng's hand, but it did not stab Mu Tingcheng's hand, but was suppressed by Mu Tingcheng's internal force, and the whip seemed to have been greatly wronged and buzzed.

Mu Qingcheng was not moved by it in the slightest, but reached out and threw it on the ground, picked up Mo Weiyi and walked out, saying to the whip as he went: "Drain the soul, either follow up yourself, or continue to stay here." ”

The whip seemed to be understandable, and what Mu Qingcheng said was as fast as his ears, and it wrapped around Chu Xiuwen, who was closest to him, and he couldn't pull it off.

Although Mo Weiyi felt uncomfortable for a moment, he still admired Mu Qingcheng at this time, "I suddenly found that you are really a little too handsome." ”

Mu Qingcheng was very satisfied with this look and was in a good mood.

So Mu Qingcheng happily hugged Mo Weiyi and left.

In the light-sleeved palace, Ah Da still raised his stiff neck and looked at the moon in the sky. Mo Weiyi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it more comfortable to lie down and watch than to stand?" ”

"Oh, yes, I didn't think of that."

Mu Qingcheng smiled, "You don't want to punish him, how can you help him?" ”

Mo Weiyi blushed, "I'm in a good mood right now. ”

Mu Qingcheng laughed, if his heart softened, he would soften his heart, and I wouldn't laugh at you.

Looking up at the moon in the sky, it was half covered by clouds, like a shy pipa girl half-covering her face. The reddish moonlight softly caresses the world, making people's hearts soften.

At the same time, in the other corner of the palace, there was a woman trembling all over.

"He has been stupid for so many years, the court is far away from him, and now most of the court is an old man's people, even if he returns to the palace?"

The woman calmed down a little. "Father can know, a hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, what can stand between the emperor and the queen of heaven and earth, Mu Mingde was able to deprive him of everything back then, and now Mu Mingde can give him everything again, if he is sober, Mu Mingde is ashamed of him, and he will desperately compensate him, even if he wants the emperor ...... then."

"Niangniang is cautious."

Li Shizhong looked at Concubine Fu, getting more and more excited, afraid that he would say something, so he hurriedly interrupted.

"Father, Hongu is just worried. We have been careful and have been in business for so many years. got rid of a Qiu Guifei, and got up another Concubine Rong. Yi'er still didn't sit in that position. Bengong has not been a queen for so many years. Mu Mingde has always been obsessed with that Qiu Yueguan in his heart. Wait any longer, and the twelve princes will also grow. At that time, Yi'er and I were even more struggling. ”

"Don't worry, the old man has a furrow in his chest, as long as you don't move, the position will only be Yi'er's. It's not early, the banquet is about to disperse, so let's go back quickly. ”

"Father, let's go back first, this palace wants to be quiet again."

"Niangniang, the most taboo thing in this world is to be in a hurry."

Li Shizhong didn't say much anymore, and took the lead in returning to the birthday banquet.

As soon as Li Shizhong walked on the front foot, another old voice came from the back foot, "Guifei Niangniang, after so many years, the courage is still the same, and it hasn't changed much." ”

Concubine Fu's face turned pale in an instant, and she was in a cold sweat, "Who is pretending to be a ghost there?" ”

"It seems that the noble concubine is so forgetful that the old man's voice can't be heard", with the light on his back in the dark, an old man in a white robe came out, his steps did not make a sound, and the robe did not pass the surface of his feet. Makes people wonder if he floated over?

Concubine Fu took a closer look, and felt that her legs were weak, and she fell to the ground, "It's you." ”

"I didn't expect that four years have passed, and the mother still remembers the old man. Don't worry, the old man is here to help you. ”

Mo Weiyi was carried out of the palace by jumping over the wall and trees, and a carriage was parked in a remote corner outside the palace gate. Mo Weiyi looked at the coachman as Lin Feng who had seen him in front of the temple last time. He said hello with a smile.

He Mu Chengcheng got into the carriage and went home.

The carriage looked unsightly, but the carriage was very comfortable, covered with thick cushions and cotton mattresses, leaning on the cushions, only to feel that the injuries on the body were not painful, but a comfortable itch.

"You're pretty careful," Mo Weiyi said with a teasing smile, "Tell me how many girls have done this."

"You're the only one". Mu Qingcheng glanced at her helplessly.

"Wow, that's okay, aren't you born with flirting skills?" Mo Weiyi rubbed a cushion, rubbing around, but could not find a comfortable position.

Mu Qingcheng pulled her up and sat cross-the-top in his arms, his arms carefully avoiding the wound.

"No", Mo Weiyi only felt embarrassed and wanted to sit up.

"Don't move", Mu Qingcheng's deep voice sounded overhead, like the echo of a heavy cello, plucking the heartstrings, winding around the beam, and Mo Weiyi froze there.

Mu Qingcheng hugged her, his chin rested on her head, pressed her face and leaned in his arms, and he didn't speak, just hugged her so warmly.