"Yun, didn't you say this is it?" Ning Qiwei looked at the darkening jungle and couldn't help asking. "That kind of butterfly likes to be black, and the darker the place, the more it is. Don't worry, let's take a look. Ling Yun grabbed Ning Qiwei's hand and said.

Ning Qiwei and Ling Yun groped their way forward in the dark. "I didn't know it would be so dark when I came. Otherwise, we'll bring a lantern for lighting. Ning Qiwei said in the dark. Butterflies are afraid of light. If I used a lantern to illuminate it, it wouldn't see the light. Besides, butterflies glow dimly in the dark, making it easier for me to find. Ling Yun replied in the dark.

"Oh, let's take a look." Ning Qiwei said. "Cloud, where are you?" Ning Qiwei sensed that Ling Yun was not beside her. "Cloud." Ning Qiwei shouted again. No one answered her. "Cloud. Cloud. Ning Qiwei shouted loudly. What answered her was her own echo from the depths of the jungle. "Cloud, cloud, where are you?" Ning Qiwei's voice was full of fear, echoing in the depths of the dark jungle.

Ning Qiwei stopped shouting, she groped around in the dark, but she never found anything around her. Ning Qiwei didn't believe that Ling Yun was still talking to her just now, why did she disappear after a while. Ning Qiwei continued to grope her way forward in the dark. Suddenly, a little spot the size of a grain of rice appeared in front of Ning Qiwei's eyes. Ning Qiwei followed the point of light and groped away. As Ning Qiwei approached, a beautiful picture appeared in front of Ning Qiwei's eyes: a crystal clear butterfly dancing with a circle of light. Beautiful!

Could this be the legendary butterfly! The first reaction in Ning Qiwei's mind. Ning Qiwei's steps were as light as possible, and she slowly approached the butterfly step by step. Ning Qiwei quietly came to the side of the butterfly, the butterfly didn't feel Ning Qiwei's approach at all, it was still dancing happily. Ning Qiwei gently stretched out her hands and held the butterfly in her palm. The crystal clear elf was so beautiful that Ning Qiwei was stunned.

The butterfly seemed to be aware of Ning Qiwei's arrival, and it fluttered its transparent wings and flew away from Ning Qiwei's palm. Uh, the disc escaped. Ning Qiwei chased the aperture of the mesmerizing butterfly. The butterfly protrudes left and right, protrudes up and down, and flies in circles to the deeper part of the jungle.

Ning Qiwei followed the butterfly, bypassing the thick branches of the towering trees in the dark. The butterfly fluttered its crystal clear wings in front of Ning Qiwei with a dazzling circle of light, as if it was tired of flying. The butterfly slowly flew to the whiskers of a large tree and fluttered its wings.

Ning Qiwei slowed down and slowly approached the lost butterfly. The butterfly always stays on the whiskers and moves. Ning Qiwei looked from afar, and only one point of light was still. When she was about to approach the lost butterfly, Ning Qiwei took a big step forward. As soon as Ning Qiwei's footsteps landed on the ground, she fell into the air. The whole person was carried into a dark hole.

Ning Qiwei's body drifted in the dark for a long time. Suddenly, a dazzling light impacted Ning Qiwei's vision. Ning Qiwei's body was still falling, and the light became more and more dazzling the further down. Ning Qiwei tried to make her eyes adjust to the light, but the light seemed to be against her. Her body kept falling, and the light kept converging more and stronger. A strong light hit Ning Qiwei's eyeballs, Ning Qiwei felt a dizziness in her head, and she fainted.

Nine months before the Taiwei Temple mutiny

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Liang Cheng has something important to ask to see the emperor." Xu Chang appeared in front of the bookcase and said softly. "Oh, Xuchang, what did you say? How many times has it been now? Ning Qiwei raised her head and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. Your Majesty, it's the second watch. Prime Minister Liang waited outside the imperial study for the emperor to summon him. Xu Chang said in a harmonious voice. Uh, what the hell is this weather. It's all two watches, and it's still so hot. It's so late, Prime Minister Liang, there is something to see me. Ning Qiwei casually picked up the wet wipes on the bookcase and wiped the sweat on her face.

"Your Majesty, let the palace maid come and fan the emperor, so it's cooler." Xu Chang asked softly. "No need, you can just let Prime Minister Liang come in to see me! Go and rest! Ning Qiwei buried her head in looking at the folds and said casually. Yes, the minister will go. Xu Chang answered, and walked quickly to the outside of the imperial study.

"Minister Liang Jing see the emperor." Liang Jing's voice came from the front of the bookcase. "Oh, Prime Minister Liang, please get up." Ning Qiwei hurriedly stood up. "Prime Minister, you haven't rested so late, is there something urgent about entering the palace in such a hurry?" Ning Qiwei smiled and motioned for Liang Jing to sit down and speak. "Thank you, Your Majesty. The minister is really in a hurry, so he came to disturb the emperor so late. Liang Jing wiped a drop of sweat from his face and said.

"Oh, the prime minister is serious. What's the urgency? Ning Qiwei walked quickly to Liang Jing and said eagerly. Your Majesty, the minister just looked through the memo sent from Changzhou and found an anonymous six-hundred-mile expedited memo! Liang Jing took out a fold from his left sleeve pocket and handed it to Ning Qiwei. Anonymous 600 miles of expedited play! Ning Qiwei muttered to herself suspiciously.

Ning Qiwei took the fold presented by Liang Jing and flipped it open. There are only a few lines on the fold: the warbler in the forest is full / the wings are full / break into the bird's nest / startle the chicks. "Well, what a twist and turn! Prime Minister, the urgent thing you are talking about is this poem about the birds playing in the woods. Ning Qiwei looked at Liang Jing puzzled.

"Your Majesty, didn't you see anything from it?" Liang Jingqian said with a smile. "Prime Minister, what are you saying is hidden in this poem? That's what it means, right? Ning Qiwei's gaze returned to the fold in her hand again. Yes, the emperor, the minister has been thinking about it at home for a long time, and recently Changzhou has been unusual, and there has been no war report for several months, but now this anonymous six-hundred-mile urgent report has emerged in the fold. The minister thought that this twist and turn should not be underestimated. Liang Jing said indifferently.

"Prime Minister, how do you say this?" Ning Qiwei couldn't help but be interested when she heard Liang Jing's words. "Your Majesty, think about it, is Changzhou quieter than usual?" Liang Jing said lightly. "It's been a little quieter this year. But, Prime Minister, this doesn't mean anything! Ning Qiwei smiled lightly. Your Majesty, if it was only a minister's speculation before. So how to explain the six-hundred-mile urgent letter in the emperor's hand. Liang Jing said indifferently.

Ning Qiwei looked down at the memo in her hand, looked up at Liang Jing again and said, "Prime Minister, what do you say is wrong with this 600 urgent memorabilia?" "Your Majesty, take a closer look at the poem on the fold? It won't just be an ordinary poem. If you look at it as a hidden poem..."Liang Jing is still indifferent. "Oh, Hidden Poetry!" Ning Qiwei's gaze couldn't help but fall on the fold in her hand again. "Lin, Yu, Chuang, surprise..."Ning Qiwei muttered.

"Oh, Prime Minister, what you mean is 'surprise' is actually the same as 'Beijing', if that's the case, the four words that start with it can be read together as 'Lin Yu Chuang Jing'." Ning Qiwei said happily. Liang Jing smiled. "But Prime Minister, this is just your guess and mine. Maybe it's just a coincidence. This is not telling the story. Ning Qiwei put away the smile on her face and frowned.

"Your Majesty, the minister still has a piece of evidence." Liang Jing smiled. "What does the prime minister mean..."Ning Qiwei's face was full of doubts. Your Majesty, imagine if it weren't for a general-level figure, who could use six hundred miles to expedite to send a fold. Liang Jing looked calm. Oh, indeed! In this way, the credibility of this recital is still very high. Ning Qiwei looked down at the fold in her hand and said.

"In this way, the prime minister should have a plan in his chest!" Ning Qiwei looked up at Liang Jing and said with a smile. "The minister does have a plan. Send people to secretly search all corners of the capital and track down Lin Yu's whereabouts. There is also the need to send competent people as soon as possible to find out who this anonymous memo from Changzhou came from. Liang Jing took a step back and sat on the wooden chair.

"What the prime minister said is indeed a foolproof strategy. But who should be sent? Ning Qiwei held the book case in her hand and said lightly. This is up to the emperor to decide! Liang Jing stood up from his chair and bowed his hand. I'll decide. Who should I send..."Ning Qiwei casually picked up the wooden knife on the candlestick and picked out the candle words on the candle flame. "I vaguely remember that the prime minister's son-in-law served in Changzhou." Ning Qiwei put down the wooden knife in her hand and said lightly. "Oh, that's Liang Xi, the eldest son of the minister." Liang Jing replied.

Three months before the mutiny in Taiwei Palace

Ning Qiwei, who was dressed in white and plain, walked out of the gate of the imperial mausoleum and happened to meet Liang Rui, who was dressed in plain clothes. Ning Qiwei stopped and stood against the wall outside the imperial mausoleum. Liang Rui walked slowly in front of Ning Qiwei, he wanted to reach out to help Ning Qiwei, but the hand that was halfway stretched out stopped and retracted. "Your Majesty, mourning! We still have to continue what should be done. Liang Rui frowned and looked at Ning Qiwei meaningfully.

"Okay, I know. Go ahead! Ning Qiwei wiped the melting snow on her face. Wipe this sweat towel! Liang Rui handed over a sweat towel, and a trace of helplessness flashed on his face. No, there is one in the sedan chair. Ning Qiwei pushed Liang Rui's hand away, and she walked slowly towards the sedan chair. Liang Rui turned around, he looked at Ning Qiwei who was walking away, and his face showed helplessness.

In the sedan chair, Ning Qiwei picked up a cup of tea, poured two sips, and the teacup bottomed out. "Alright, you go down! I want to be alone for a while. Ning Qiwei casually threw the teacup on the low table. Be! The palace maid who was standing respectfully on the side replied gently, squatting down to clean up the teacup on the low table. Suddenly, the palace maid took the packed teacup and walked to the exit of the sedan chair. "Cui'er, when you go out, tell the people outside: No one is allowed to come in without a summons from me." Ning Qiwei sat up straight and said.

After the palace maid walked out of the door, Ning Qiwei took out a note from her sleeve pocket. She unfolded the note, and a neat line of small block letters appeared on the paper. "This Liang Rui always likes to be unconventional, and he specially uses small letters to write a few words." Ning Qiwei muttered, her eyes always on the note.