Ye Yun was shocked by his face, but he still opposed him, and said in the opposite tone: "What are you talking nonsense, alarmist? It's a pity that your alarmism can only scare ordinary people, but not Ben Xiaowang. ”

Yun Yihan lowered his face and said no more.

Ye Yun faintly felt that something was wrong, he suddenly called Ye Qing and ordered: "Send someone to follow, if there is anything wrong with Huaizhen, report to me immediately!" ”

Yeqing didn't have time to move, but she heard Yun Yi say coldly: "It's too late." He had just opened his mouth, and Gong Lingyu had already moved, and between the lightning and flint, he disappeared in front of everyone like smoke!

Yeyun looked lightly in the direction where Gong Lingyu disappeared, and his face suddenly sank.

When the last petal fell, Yun Yihan also left.

The images that flashed in Yeyun's mind were all that woman suddenly disappeared in front of him, so fast that he couldn't even catch a shadow!

She lied to him after all!

If she doesn't know martial arts, she clearly knows it!

Damn, they deceived him!

Dead mulberry leaves, dead mulberry leaves, dead mulberry leaves!

The other side. Sure enough, as Yun Yihan said, by the time Gong Lingyu caught up, it was already too late!

Huaizhen committed suicide.

He died quietly, with his hands folded on his belly, and his face was still beautiful and kind.

It's just that those eyes will be closed forever, and you will never see his compassionate eyes again.

Gong Lingyu watched silently for a long time, and then left silently.

She stood by the river all night.

Yun Yihan watched her by the river all night. But she was distracted and didn't notice it at all. Yun Yihan thought that if he killed her at that time, she probably wouldn't have much ability to resist. What kind of relationship does Huaizhen have with her, so that a person with a high level of vigilance can instantly become a little sheep that can be slaughtered?

The next morning, she returned to the Great Light Temple.

Huaizhen is now a guilty body, so naturally the temple is not allowed to hold any memorial service for him, Daguang Temple is as usual, and the incense is vigorous.

Although she didn't know why she came here, she just walked around without a purpose and came here.

The incense in the front yard is vigorous, and there are many people who get up early to make incense, Gong Lingyu wants to go around to Huaizhen's meditation room to take a look, but when he walks outside the courtyard, he is stopped.

The man called her, Miss Gong.

Gong Lingyu looked back to see that it was a little novice wearing monk's robes, he walked five steps away, stopped, saluted Gong Lingyu, took out a bag from his sleeve, handed it to her, and said with a gentle smile: "Miss Gong, this is a bag left by the family teacher for you, please be sure to open it at the moment when you need it most." ”

Gong Lingyu didn't reach out to pick it up, but suddenly made a move, grabbed his neck, looked at him sharply, and asked, "What are you calling me?" ”

Miss Gong, he would call her Miss Gong?!

She was extremely heavy, and the little monk was a little out of breath, her face was pale, but she still said gently: "Miss Gong, little monk...... The little monk is a disciple of Huaizhen Zen Master, before the family teacher left yesterday, he explained to the little monk, if he encountered an accident, someone will come to his room the next day, explain the little monk......"

Gong Lingyu interrupted him: "You said that you are Huaizhen's apprentice, so why don't you cry when the master is dead?" ”

The little monk said bitterly: "The family teacher goes to the Western Bliss, which is liberation. He confessed to his disciples before his death, so there is no need to be sad. ”

Gong Lingyu let go of him and asked, "What are your plans in the future?" ”

The little monk folded his hands, his eyes were a little gloomy, and said, "Leave the Great Light Temple and travel all over the world." ”

Gong Lingyu held the bag in her heart, and she asked, "Why should I believe you?" ”

The little monk said: "When the donor sees this trick, doesn't he still believe the little monk?" If the donor doesn't believe it, kill the little monk. ”

He is talking about life-and-death matters, but he is still calm, but he really has some real character.

Gong Lingyu looked at the bag in his hand, and his eyes were a little moist.

She won't kill him.

She believed. I believe this is what Huai Zhen left to her. Because this bag embroidered with lotus flowers was given to Huaizhen many years ago.

Unexpectedly, Huaizhen has survived for so many years.

Gong Lingyu remembered the way Huaizhen looked at her intentionally or unintentionally, and was shocked to realize that he had seen through himself early in the morning!

This sudden thought made Gong Lingyu break out in a cold sweat while being moved!

After Huaizhen's death, Gong Lingyu thought about attributing all his qi to Yeyunqing's body. Without him, Huaizhen would not have died.

But the truth is, she thought about it, and felt that Ye Yunqing hadn't done anything wrong.

In his position, Ye Yunqing is just doing his own thing. If it were her, she might be lighter and more ruthless than Yeyun.

After thinking about this, Gong Lingyu felt that the stuffiness in her heart that seemed to be nothing, and she couldn't tell what it was, was swept away, and her mood suddenly became comfortable.

Before, she was worried that she couldn't think clearly, and she would always be a light enemy of Yeyun. I don't think about it that way now, and the whole person feels like I've let go of some baggage.

Three days after Huaizhen's death, Gong Lingyu returned to the Night King's Mansion.

Different from the tranquility of the past, tonight's palace is a little very lively.

At night, there are still a lot of people walking around in the front and back yards.

Under my feet, I stepped on a carpet like milk.

In front of it, there are colorful palace lamps hanging on the branches and under the eaves.

Gong Lingyu was interspersed in the crowd, and no one noticed her, who returned at night.

The wind of early summer swept gently and gently across the tip of the heart.

The moonlight is sparse, and the branches and flowers are falling one after another.

Gong Lingyu suddenly remembered that day Yun Yihan smiled at the flowers, but it could turn into thousands of falling flowers and colorful rain.

With a sinking wrist, someone grabbed her hand under the tree.

Lethe's voice was as gentle as water as ever: "You're back." ”

Gong Lingyu gently pulled out his hand and said, "What's so lively?" ”

Lechuan looked at the nearby octagonal palace lamp and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince is coming." ”

Under the bright moonlight, Gong Lingyu's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light: "What is he doing when he comes back?" ”

Lethe's gaze showed a hint of unbearability, as if he couldn't bear to expose some kind of cruel truth.

Gong Lingyu didn't look at him, but she sensed his hesitation, and she said, "What are you doing?" I don't love him for a long time, and I don't even feel anything when you mention him. Immunized. ”

Lethe Chuan said: "The night concubine is pregnant, and His Royal Highness the Prince wants to accompany her home to save her relatives." ”

When Gong Lingyu heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Still provincial? I think he has another purpose! ”

Will Yan Tian accompany a woman back to her parents' home? No fool will believe it!

After speaking, Gong Lingyu walked towards his small courtyard. Lethe looked at her back, his eyes flustered for a moment, but he quickly recovered as before.

What Gong Lingyu didn't expect was that when she returned to her room, she would see such a scene:

The screen fell to the ground, the teacups and teapots shattered, the veil seemed to have been torn by a wild beast, and the splinters covered the entire screen, and even half of the windows by the door were knocked off!

It's all over the place, it's messy!

Gong Lingyu stood at the door, with the illusion that he was in the wrong place...

How can a good room become a pig's nest?

After a long time, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she could completely figure out who the initiator was: "Yeyun is light, he is really naïve." ”

In the Night King's Mansion, she couldn't think of a second person except for Yeyunqing.

Lechuan's face was a little ashamed: "I didn't expect the master to come back so early, and I haven't had time to clean up ......"

Before he finished speaking, Gong Lingyu had already stepped in, lifted the screen on the ground, and said: "I am no longer the person I used to be, I can sleep on any kind of bed, and I can sleep very soundly on the floor." If you have a bite to eat, you won't starve to death. Life, you can pay attention to it, or you can make do with it. ”

She is no longer the eldest lady Gong Lingyu who has no worries about food and clothing in the past.

Lethe's eyes were even darker, and even a touch of indescribable sadness appeared in the corners of his eyes.

She could have had a good life.

She could have had a better life.

While Gong Lingyu and Lechuan were cleaning up the room and exchanging information in the last few days, Lechuan picked up the quilts scattered on the ground and said, "The little prince of the night has been looking for the whereabouts of the master. ”

Gong Lingyu said casually: "What did he ask me to do, and I didn't owe him money." ”

At the same time, the Lanyue Pavilion.

Yeyun sneezed lightly for no reason.

He touched his nose and said suspiciously: "Who is saying bad things about Ben Xiaowang behind his back?" ”

"Are there fewer people who speak ill of you behind your back? How can I guess which one is working? ”

Of course, the thrush didn't dare to say this, she just flattered her: "The master can't be infected with the wind cold, right?" The slave will go down and make ginger soup for you! ”

Yeyun frowned lightly and kicked her out, yelling, "Boil your sister's ginger soup, get out of here!" ”

After driving away the thrush, Yeyun sat on the empty big bed in a daze, and only asked after a while, "Is Miss Ah Xi here?" ”

Someone outside responded: "Hui Ye, people are on the way, they will be there soon!" ”

In a few days, the prince will come back with the night side concubine, and the old man told him to pay attention to it, don't bring women back, it's really not good, just make do with the girls in the house, and endure this period. But hasn't the Son of this world not yet come? Even if the whole house is preparing, he can still continue to be happy!

Ah Xi is the new head of Yan Chunlou, I heard that he is only fourteen years old, and he looks like a fairy, Ye Yunqing is a little impatient. While taking off his clothes and planning to take a bath, he instructed: "When Ah Xi comes, entertain the first young student in Meizhou, and don't neglect the beauty." ”

Half an hour later.

The night clouds returned from a light bath.

His mood was still a little impatient, like a hot summer, sleepless nights, and unexplained mania.

The servants in the room had already retreated in good spirits.

The incense burner in the corner of the wall emitted bursts of rich aroma, and the white light smoke was entangled in the ambiguous moonlight.