Tuan Yue was afraid that someone in Shangguan Mansion would come out to find Shangguan Yu for a while, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly grabbed Shangguan Yu's arm and said anxiously: "Young master, this is the Hou Ye's Mansion, so don't attract too much attention!" If you want to go in, you can come back in the evening. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info gone, gone, gone? ”

Shangguan Yu felt that what Tuan Yue said was very right. I could only flash into a nearby alley. Sure enough, after a while, many people came out of the Shangguan Mansion, led by a young man in light blue clothes, looked left and right, knocked down the number of people guarding the door, and walked into the gate again. Because it was too far away, Shangguan Yu didn't hear it clearly at all.

Shangguan Yu and Tuan Yue walked around the street and had another meal. After returning to the original inn, he quietly went to Shangguan Mansion after the second watch.

In the quiet night, there is no wind, and a bright moon hangs high, giving people a particularly peaceful feeling.

Shangguan Yu jumped on the wall and jumped into the courtyard, the huge Shangguan Mansion was hazy, extravagant, and trance under the shroud of the moonlight.

Another sudden sense of familiarity entangled in my heart, but I couldn't think of anything when I thought about it. There are no half people in the garden? Only a few lanterns were lit in the cloister. Outside the cloister is a wave of water. The bright moon reflected in the water, Shangguan Yu looked at the moon in the water, and his brain was in a trance.

He walked a few steps along the corridor, and under the moonlight, there was a person standing next to the rockery on the left side of the corridor.

Shangguan Yu stopped behind the pillars of the cloister, holding the pillars and looking at the figure. The bright moonlight shone down, and the man stood with his hands in his hands, but there was no shadow on the ground.

The corners of Shangguan Yu's lips hooked up a smile, it turned out to be a ghost. The ghost looked young, and his hair reflected a glimmer of shine in the moonlight. It's just lonely.

Shangguan Yu felt that dealing with ghosts was more pleasant than people, and he just wanted to jump out of the corridor to meet the young ghost, but the figure behind the rockery flashed. A young man stood beside the ghost.

This young man he had seen during the day. In the moonlight, this person was wearing a light blue robe, and there was a shadow on the ground, so he must be a person. It turns out that the people of Shangguan Houye's Mansion can coexist with ghosts! It's strange enough.

The young man in the blue robe stood beside the ghost, and his tone of voice was particularly soft: "Childe, it's late at night, can you go back to your room and rest for a while?" ”

The ghost turned his head and smiled at the young man: "Qingwen, you go to sleep, don't worry about me, I just want to stay here for a while." ”

The ghost's voice is particularly soft and sounds exceptionally comfortable, is it an elegant and quiet ghost? It turns out that being a ghost can be so quiet and quiet, without the slightest impetuousness and filth.

Shangguan Yu smiled lightly at the ghost figure in the distance, liking his voice and quiet appearance.

The man in blue did not choose to leave. Instead, he accompanies him silently. After a while, another figure flashed over the rockery. The man was a middle-aged man, and he could be seen in the darkness that his beard was a little long.

The middle-aged man also stood beside the ghost with his hands in his hands, and said in a calm and resolute voice and a caring tone: "Yu'er, I feel that you are always sullen when you come back this time, aren't you still angry with your father?" ”

The ghost figure slowly turned around, gave a deep salute to the middle-aged man, and said softly: "Father, Yu'er can still be so loved by her parents after she dies, how dare you be angry!" The child just felt that he could not always be with his parents, and he felt a little uncomfortable. ”

The middle-aged man put his hand on the ghost's shoulder and comforted him: "Child, remember, you are Shangguan Yu, the only son of my Shangguan Lang, and the only young master of Shangguan Mansion, no matter what your identity is in the future." Both parents love you. ”

Shangguan Yu, who was standing behind the pillars of the cloister, listened to that person's words, and his heart was inexplicably sad.