East Garden.

Listening to the mournful flute, Yan Mo's eyes flashed with distress and self-blame.

He still hurt her after all......

North Garden.

"Who's playing the flute?"

Suddenly, there was a flute sound, and Qin Fang stopped his movements and listened carefully.

Hua Mian pouted, "Who else, isn't there only that ghost princess in this palace besides our princess?" ”

Speaking of Liang Sheng, a trace of jealousy flashed in his face.

"It's such a sad song, everyone wants to cry when they hear it."

Qin Fang said as she lifted her sleeve and wiped the corners of her eyes.

Glancing at the sad Qin Fang, the painting snorted coldly, "You have a lot of thoughts." ”

Listening to the resentful flute, Feng Xiluan frowned slightly, and looked puzzled, "Come on, go to the palace to check what the relationship between these two is?" ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

When he heard this, he immediately threw his broom and ran out.

For her, it was much easier to ask for news than to clean the house.

When the painting ran out, Qin Fang came back to his senses and frowned with some chagrin.

This painting is the best at stealing and tricking, now it's okay, so much work, when is she going to do it alone.

Back Mountain.

The sound of the flute gradually stopped, and Liang Sheng closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

A transparent figure floated out of the ice jade flute, looking at the tears in the corners of Liang Sheng's eyes, a touch of distress flashed in his bloody eyes, he sighed lightly, carefully picked up Liang Sheng, and flew down the mountain.

"Where's the princess?" When Binglan in the distance saw the empty tree trunk, she stood up with a "whoosh".

Looking at the frightened Binglan, Ying'er also stood up nervously, "It's not ...... there"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Ying'er's face turned pale.

"Wasn't it still there? Why is it gone after a while? Ying'er was so anxious that she almost cried.

"What are you still doing? Don't go find it yet. ”

Binglan said and ran down the mountain with a roar. Ying'er also hurriedly followed.

The two stumbled all the way down the back mountain, and Ying'er wanted to find Jiang Yi, but was stopped by Binglan.

"Go back to Nanyuan first, see if the princess is there, if not, it's not too late to go to Steward Jiang and the prince."

"Hmm."

Ying'er nodded, and the two of them hurriedly arrived at Nanyuan, hurriedly entered the house, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Liang Sheng lying on the bed.

"Great, it turns out that the princess is back in the house."

Looking at Liang Sheng, who was asleep on the bed, Ying'er cried with joy.

Binglan glanced at Ying'er with disgust, and said in a low voice, "Be quiet, don't make a noise about the princess." ”

Binglan said and walked to the side of the bed again, tucked the corners of the quilt for Liang Sheng, and then pulled Ying'er out.

"Sister Binglan, when did you say the princess returned home, why didn't we see it?"

Ying'er raised her head suspiciously, looking very confused.

Looking at Ying'er's confused little appearance, Binglan hooked her lips and reached out to rub the top of her hair.

"The princess's cultivation is profound, which one we can compare, I don't see it, it's not strange."

Floating on the corridor, listening to the conversation between Binglan and Ying'er, a flash of interest flashed in his eyes.

It's two interesting girls, and the most rare thing is that they don't have bad intentions.

His eyes swept over Beiyuan, and the corners of Xueyan's lips hooked up with an evil smile.

North Garden.

"Princess." The painting came back in a hurry.

Seeing that the painting was back, Feng Xiluan immediately said anxiously, "What's the matter, what can I ask?" ”

Hua Mian shook her head and sighed, "In addition to Steward Jiang, there is only one mute cook in this ghost palace, let alone answering questions, she can't even understand what the slave maid asks." ”

Speaking of that Chef Su, she was angry, she talked there for a long time, she was stunned and didn't respond to anything, and in the end she figured out that the cook was a mute, and she had so many tongues in vain.

Feng Xiluan frowned, and her face that was originally expecting it immediately darkened.

Seeing this, Hua Mian said, "Although the slave maid didn't inquire about their relationship, she knew one thing, and the princess would be happy to hear it." ”

Feng Xiluan raised her eyebrows, "Let's hear it." ”

With a smile in her eyebrows, she leaned into Feng Xiluan's ear and whispered, "Just now, the slave maid deliberately went to Nanyuan and found that the prince and the princess did not live together. ”

Feng Xiluan's eyes lit up instantly, and a touch of excitement jumped in her eyes.

If she doesn't live together, she will have a great chance, but it's a pity that she can't enter Dongyuan, otherwise she can take down Yan Mo tonight.

Just when Feng Xiluan was secretly happy, a sudden wind blew out the lights and candles in the house.

"Ah......h

Immediately she screamed in fear.

Feng Xiluan was originally not too afraid, but when she was called by Hua Mian, her soul almost flew, patted her chest, and immediately shouted, "What's it called, it's just that the wind blew out the candle, so don't you light it again." ”

"Yes......"

Hua Mian swallowed his saliva, felt the fire fold from his arms with trembling hands, and blew lightly, about to step forward and light the fire.

But it was a big wind, and the hand of the painting was shaking like chaff, and suddenly a black shadow crossed in front of her eyes.

"Ah......h

Another scream sounded, which once again frightened Feng Xiluan and Qin Fang.

Where can Huamian still care about lighting the lamp, and the fire fold in his hand has long been unaware of where it has flown to, only trembling and constantly reading, "Ghost...... There are ghosts ......."

"Bang ......" loud slap sounded loudly.

Feng Xiluan glared at the painting cotton angrily, "What the hell is not a ghost, no matter how scary it is, this palace will cut out your tongue." ”

Hua Mian was so frightened that she immediately knelt down, grabbed Feng Xiluan's skirt, and said in horror, "Princess, there is really a ghost, the slave just saw ......."

"Dare to talk nonsense......"

"Smack......" Before Feng Xiluan's words were finished, she was slapped hard in the face.

In an instant, two waves of anger surged into Feng Xiluan's eyes.

"It's against you, you dare to fight back, see if this palace doesn't kill you today."

Feng Xiluan lifted her sleeves as she spoke, and beckoned fiercely to Hua Mian.

"The princess is wronged, the slave didn't fight back, there really is no ......"

Listening to the wailing of the painting, Qin Fang's eyes flashed lightly.

Although this painting is usually bold, he doesn't dare to hit the princess, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle.

Thinking of the ghost who had been shouting in Hua Mian's mouth, Qin Fang's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and immediately stepped forward, wanting to persuade him, but he heard a "bang" again.

Feng Xiluan went straight forward and hit the corner of the table in front of her, as if she had been kicked hard by someone.

"Okay, you two, it's really the opposite."

The sharp pain on her forehead made Feng Xiluan want to kill, so she picked up the round stool and smashed it towards Qinfang.

was beaten on his body, and Qin Fang didn't care about the pain, and immediately knelt down and shouted injustice.

"Princess, the slave didn't do anything just now, please princess must believe in the slave and maid......"

Feng Xiluan snorted coldly, "It's not who you are?" Is there really a ghost? ”

Feng Xiluan said and raised her foot and kicked Qin Fang's body.

Xueyan, who was floating in the air, looked at the three people who were in a mess, snickered secretly, and beckoned Feng Xiluan a few times.

"Ah......h

"The princess spares ......"

Listening to the screams and begging for mercy one after another, Xueyan floated away in a good mood.

Dongyuan, Yan Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered as soon as he came, and the blood inflammation floated down from the air a little stupidly.

"Is that you?"

Seeing the blood flame, Yan Mo was a little surprised.

"You've regained your memory."

Xueyan sat a little lazily in front of Yan Moyan.

Yan Mo's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips hooked up a wry smile, "What about you, why are you still the same?" ”

Hearing this, Xueyan also smiled bitterly, "Why don't you invite me to a drink?" ”

"Wait."

Yan Mo walked out of the room with a smile, and soon came in with two jars of wine.

Soon, the two of them drank bowl by bowl and bowl by bowl.

"I'm sorry for what happened back then." Xueyan looked at Yan Mo with drunken eyes, his eyes full of self-blame.

If it weren't for him, Xiao Si'er wouldn't have had an accident, and he wouldn't have died for saving Xiao Si'er.

Yan Mo pursed his lips, "I'm sorry what, I'm not for you?" ”

When Xueyan heard this, he also smiled ambiguously.

"Are they all right?"

Yan Mo lowered his eyes, and a trace of longing crossed his eyes.

Blood Yan paused slightly, then raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Moyan, "Except for Xiao Si'er, no one is bad." ”

On the ground, Yan Mo's heart suddenly clenched, and the liquor in his throat instantly became extremely bitter.

Looking at Yan Mo, who was pale, his eyes flashed lightly, "Why do you want to treat Xiao Si'er like this?" You should know what she has in mind for you. ”

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Yan Mo's lips became even more bitter.

He knew it, and that's why he was so miserable. If it was just him, he wouldn't be so painful.

Looking at the bitter smile on the corner of Yan Mo's lips, Xueyan's eyes immediately widened. "You don't still like the tide girl, do you?"

Yan Mo's face darkened instantly, glaring at the blood flames.

"Ahem......" Knowing that he had guessed wrong, Xueyan looked away a little weakly, "Then why did you do this to her?" ”

Yan Mo sighed lightly, "You don't understand. ”

"If you say it, I won't understand." Xueyan raised his eyebrows, and he didn't give up.

Yan Mo's eyes flashed lightly, and after a long time, he said, "I, I once had a secret marriage with Xi'er. ”

Although he no longer likes Xi'er now, the matter of the secret marriage is a fact, and he can't help but care.

Hearing this, Xueyan instantly turned into a black line, "What should I be?" It turned out that this was the case, and how the secret marriage was done. ”

"For people in the ghost world, the underworld marriage is counted." Yan Mo frowned.

Xueyan rolled his eyes directly, "What if it counts?" How long has it been, not to mention the reincarnation of the tide girl, even if you are also reborn, you are no longer a hell of a hell, you are now Yan Mo, who can you love? You can't think of it yourself. ”

Yan Mo's eyes flashed, and he listened to Xueyan's words, but he didn't say anything.

Xueyan didn't say more, some things are useless to talk about, and you need to understand them yourself.

After that, neither of them spoke, but drank with their heads down, and soon both of them were drunk.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yi stumbled into the East Garden.

"Lord Wang, Lord ......"

Hearing the knock on the door, Yan Mo raised his eyes in confusion and shook his confused head vigorously.

"Come in." A deep voice, with a hangover hustle.

Jiang Yi immediately pushed the door in, and said hurriedly, "The prince is not in a good situation, and the princess is gone." ”