"What are you thinking?" Bei Fengchen didn't know when he arrived at the paper kite's side and stood with his hands in his hands.

The paper kite's eyes flashed, and she quietly pulled down her sleeves to cover her hands.

She raised her head slightly, and in front of the golden divine tree in front of her, there was no longer the figure of the strange man, and she paused: "What about that person?" "It's gone." Bei Fengchen's sharp eyes swept across her sleeves as if inadvertently.

"Gone? When? Xiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the paper kite had no idea when the man had left.

"He had just left when I came." Bei Fengchen lowered his head and looked at the petite girl in front of him, his eyes as sharp as an eagle were lightly golden, dyed soft.

Let's go? Paper Kite's brow furrowed even deeper.

Falling into deep thought, the paper kite frowned, Bei Fengchen leaned down lightly, and a trace of gold flashed in her dark eyes like night, such a girl, her pale and weak little face was the size of a palm, and her black and pure eyes were dyed with golden eyes and pale red lips.

The throat moved.

Bei Fengchen couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to soothe her tight frowns that made him feel a little distressed.

Such a thin and pale gentle and quiet girl made him feel the urge to put her in the palm of his hand and care for her gently.

His slender hand had just stretched out, and the paper kite in contemplation subconsciously took a step back, and looked up at him in a slightly surprised manner, "What's wrong?" ”

"Your eyebrows can be knotted when they're wrinkled." Bei Fengchen laughed and teased, his eyes reflecting the girl's vigilant appearance, "It's me, I can't help but want to rub it." "......" Paper Kite frowned, a glimmer of light flashed across her dark eyes, and her tone was cold: "I don't like others to touch me very much."

The sharp dark eyes stared at the girl in front of him tightly, and after a long time, he lowered his head and smiled softly: "It's this king who is abrupt." ”

The breeze blew the silk on the two of them.

"Paper kite!" Qingluan passed through a little golden light, trotted over, and saw that the two seemed to have a strange atmosphere and tilted his head, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing." Paper Kite turned to look at her, "What's wrong?" ”

"Did you scan anything out of this sacred tree? Is there really such a god as it is rumored? Qingluan saw that the paper kite changed the topic, and naturally took over the topic, but her eyes couldn't stop scanning back and forth on the two of them.

These two people are weird!

Hearing this, the paper kite looked at her and seemed to smile: "What's the matter, are you going to hang the sachet?" ”

"Superstition!" Qingluan exhaled, how is it possible to hang a sachet?! Even if it is really a sacred tree, how can it take care of so many wishes that are hidden in the bag? "I see that the Tianshui butterfly is very beautiful, and I want to catch a few and go back to make a communication butterfly!"

"Speaking of which, paper kite, don't you have a butterfly for scouting?!" Qingluan suddenly remembered the group of butterflies of the paper kite, when she was hostile to the paper kite in other worlds before, she had seen the butterfly of the paper kite a few times, and the detection ability was really terrifying, she knew it deeply!

Paper Kite nodded, "I don't need it." ”

"That kind of butterfly is actually a high-level..."No wonder it's so terrifying, Qingluan smacked his tongue.

"Where's Shimo?" Paper Kite asked casually.

As soon as he heard Shi Mo's name, Qingluan's face darkened, "Oh, I just threw him into the water." ”

“......”

"The sap in the trunk of the sacred tree can attract Tianshui butterflies, if you like it, you can go and get some." Paper Kite paused and said slowly.

Qingluan looked sideways slightly, looking at the golden divine tree: "It turned out to be tree sap, what a strange tree." ”

In the perspective, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a little girl running in a panic.

Qingluan turned his head, and saw the little maid running in the direction where the three of them were, as if there was a giant beast chasing behind him, looking at the speed, the next second was about to hit the paper kite, Qingluan stretched out his hand, and suddenly grabbed the little maid who ran over.

The paper kite had even taken a few steps back.

"Let go of me!" The little maid struggled, her face pale, "You man, let go of me!" ”

Qingluan stared at the little maid for a few seconds, then suddenly showed her white teeth and laughed: "Oh, if I don't let go, what will you do?" Such a scoundrel tone made the little maid stunned for a moment.

Then he blushed with anger, "Please let go of me, I have something urgent!" ”

"What's the urgency, do you want to tell me about it?" Qingluan looked like a curious baby, looked at the little maid, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly, "If you don't want to say it, it's okay, why don't I let you go to the underworld to talk, how about it..."

The panicked little maid was instantly shocked.

"Let her go." Bei Fengchen, who was in silence, suddenly spoke, Qingluan tilted her head slightly, she almost forgot that this Prince Bei was still here, look at this, could it be that she knew this little girl?

Qingluan thought for a while, threw the little maid out, and said coldly: "If you want to die, you can continue to come over." ”

With such a small role, how could Qingluan not see the dagger hidden in her sleeve, obviously trying to attack the paper kite.

And this Northern Prince Beifengchen is even more impossible not to see.

Seeing Qingluan's gaze, Bei Fengchen didn't hide it, and explained lightly: "The people of the county lord of Qiuliu." ”

"Lord Qiuliu?" Qingluan was puzzled, where did this person come from? And, why do you want to do it to paper kites? Paper Kite doesn't have acquaintances or enemies at all, and her kind of temperament is not suitable for making friends at all... The only thing that has an intersection is that Qingluan looked up at the masculine man in front of him, only this Prince of Beifengchen Bei, right?

Lord of Akiryo... Beifengchen?

"Oh...."Qingluan, who seemed to understand something, looked at the paper kite narrowly, and then looked at Beifengchen.

The paper kite didn't care about this kind of little minion at all, just glanced at it and already withdrew her gaze, and those inexplicable black eyes always popped out of her mind unconsciously, which was enough to disturb her thoughts.

The next time made Qingluan a little bitter, the paper kite lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, and Bei Fengchen also stood there quietly without speaking.

She was left alone, staring at the two of them in a daze...

Fortunately, soon the people on the island began to disperse, and after Qingluan Paper Kite and Bei Fengchen said goodbye, they did not return to the palace but went to the Rifle Inn.

After the people under the little second son inquired, sure enough, because many people noticed Shi Mo who appeared in a moment at the Water Light Festival, and were amazed by his side face that captivated the country and the city, even Prince Herong was infatuated and ordered to search the entire island, but unfortunately no trace of Shi Mo was found.

When he finally left the island, Prince Herong once again caught a glimpse of the stunning beauty of all beings.

From then on, I didn't think about tea and food, and I was looking for Shimo all day and night.

He even deliberately found a few famous painters to paint Shi Mo's appearance in the corridor, holding the scroll day and night, and muttering: "Beauty, beauty, where are you..."

When he heard this, Qingluan directly sprayed the tea.

Holding Shimo's paintings every day? Qingluan felt a chill when he thought about it.

In addition to Prince Herong, the second son also mentioned that a force is also specifically looking for Shimo, Marquis Ningfu.

According to the special report of the little second son, Ning Lian'er, the young lady of the Marquis's Mansion, seemed to fall in love with Shi Mo at first sight on the island, and even the eldest lady of the Marquis's Mansion was quite satisfied with Shi Mo, and privately felt that he was worthy of his daughter.

Qingluan threw the teacup on the spot, huh? Worthy of her daughter? Obediently, Shi Mo's face, she has never seen anyone who can match it! Even the most beautiful Xianmin county lord didn't dare to say that, and this Ning Lian'er also dared?

"What kind of ripple is that, how does it look?" Later, the angry Qingluan couldn't help but ask the little second son.

"It's not inferior to the eighth princess!"

"True or false? Why have you never heard of her? Qingluan blinked, she had never heard of Ning Lian'er's name at all.

"This Miss Ning is usually very low-key!"

"Oh," said a cold face.