At this time, in the palace of Jianglin City, the same half-open window lattice, as well as Qi Yun Jiuwu in the Cloud Book Palace, the jade holding behind the one-handed bear is constantly twisting, and a pair of eyes that are slightly hidden from the supreme majesty are locking the stars in the night sky.

It was still cold in early spring, and the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the Yunshu Hall were all shivering by the cold wind that penetrated into the hall, but still no one dared to make a sound, only bowed their heads and stood silently in the corner.

A little eunuch was so cold that his teeth chattered, and he was about to move his pace slightly, so that his already stiff feet could slow down a little, but before he could lift half a minute, he saw the great eunuch behind the saint tilting his head slightly, his eyes were even colder than the cold spring breeze, and he couldn't help but withdraw his feet, standing quietly, and not daring to make any more movements.

The small episode did not affect the posture of Jiuwu by the window, but no one in the hall saw the expression of this Jiuwu, let alone his other hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, pinching Liuyao.

Only the loyal old dog who accompanied him, with a stiff posture, saw the master's instructions, those cloudy eyes, and looked at the hand that could only control the life and death of Qi Yun sentient beings for a moment, and heard Jiuwu speak softly.

"It's for sleepy... Trapped in a tree... Into the valley, sir, you are still old after all, not the peerless warrior who was a last resort..."

Zhongqi leaned down heavily, but his cloudy eyes raised slightly, and he looked at Jiuwu's face, only to see the slight smile on the corner of Shengshang's mouth, so that Zhongqi didn't dare to look more, and quietly retreated, until he could no longer hear Jiuwu's muttering, and then stopped.

The emperor retracted his gaze and turned his head slightly, as if he saw that the lips of the female eunuchs in the palace had already turned white from the cold, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside the Yunshu Palace.

Walking steadily, stepping on the ground soundly, don't think too much, can walk so freely in the palace, except for the grandmaster Yan Ruohai, there is only Duanmu Qiu, who is in charge of the nine guards, the emperor did not speak, only glanced at the old dog Zhongqi with his eyes.

Zhongqi understood, leaned over, and looked sideways at the eunuchs and palace maids in the hall, these servants instantly understood the meaning of the saint, saluted one after another, faced the saint, and quietly withdrew from the cloud book hall.

Until the empty hall, only the emperor and the old eunuch were left, and the saint stopped the jade holding in his hand and said, "Zhongqi, Xuan Duanmu."

"Yes." Zhongqi waved the dust in his hand, put it on his left arm, and slowly retreated.

At this time in the hall, except for the emperor, there was no one else, and the saint looked at the window that had still not been closed, and muttered: "Sir, sir, it seems that you are more uncontrollable, enter the palace late at night, it seems that that kid is really the blood of my imperial brother."

The sword eyebrows stretched for a moment, but they frowned again, and the emperor seemed to remember something that made him even more troublesome, and continued to mutter: "Gu Jianyi, you can hide it from me for so many years, but now you still let him out of your blessed wings, if I can find him, I can find you, but the day I find you, it will be when you die..."

Whispering, the emperor was originally in the clear starry eyes, flashing a little imperceptible red light, as if this Pan sideburns into frost of the ninety-five honor, the figure swayed slightly, fortunately at this time in the cloud book hall, he was the only one, if others saw it, I was afraid that the soul of the red light at that moment would not possess the body.

Thinking of the straightened body, Jiuwu seemed to be disturbed by the slight red light in his eyes, staggered, his steps were chaotic, as if he was blind, waving with one hand, looking for something to support his body, and finally trembling, he touched the corner of the bookcase, and hurriedly raised his palm to support it, so that he could control his body and not fall.

But as he stabilized his body, the red glow in his eyes did not seem to dissipate, but became a little stronger, and this Jiuwu seemed to be tortured by the red mang to the point of splitting headaches, and under the severe pain, he swept the pen and ink on the bookcase to the ground to vent the pain.

The emperor tried his best to control himself and not scream, but the pain became more and more intense as if he was fighting with him, and just as the emperor couldn't hold on, he wanted to shout for a moment, and the jade holding on his wrist emitted a clear light, which went up along the emperor's wrist and straight into his eyes, as if it was holding on to the red rays.

The red and clear mangs were intertwined and entangled in this ninety-five eyes, refusing to give in to each other, making the emperor's cheeks instantly covered with sweat, and the whole person seemed to have lost his mind, as if he was out of control only in the blink of an eye, and two extremely light footsteps sounded outside the Cloud Book Palace.

The red glow in his eyes seemed to be disturbed by this sound, and it dissipated instantly, and the clear glow followed

The emperor's eyes receded with the red and clear rays, turning back to a clear and majestic state, and he heard the sound of footsteps outside the hall getting closer and closer, and hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his face, and straightened his posture.

"Enlighten the Holy Lord, Duanmu Qiu, the master of the Nine Gates, will meet you." Zhongqi's sharp voice entered the hall.

Trying his best to calm down, the Holy One spoke with a little tiredness, "Zhongqi."

Hearing this, the two people waiting outside the hall raised their heads at the same time, Zhong Qi's old eyes revealed a little solemnity, as if he knew what was happening in the hall, and Duanmu Qiu behind him was full of doubts, this morning, the saint was still in good spirits, although he was furious because of the delay in the progress of the "Ghost Night Walk" case, but he was full of energy, and it was definitely not so weak as he heard at this time.

Hurriedly got up and wanted to go straight into the hall to check, but Zhongqi stretched out his hand to stop him, and he didn't turn his head, only the sharp voice drilled into his ears.

"The old slave knows that Lord Duanmu is dedicated to protecting the master, but there are always rules for everything, and breaking the rules will only bring unwarranted disasters to adults."

Hearing this, Duanmu Qiu hurriedly stopped his figure, bowed to the front of Zhongqi, and said respectfully: "The protector is anxious, it is dangerous, I am in danger, fortunately there is a Zhongqi father-in-law to mention it, Duanmu thank you father-in-law!"

Zhong Qi nodded slightly, still not looking back, but his tone softened a little: "Lord Duanmu and wait here, the old slave enters the hall to check, Lord Duanmu has heard the will, and it is not too late to enter the hall again."

"Obey my father-in-law's orders." Duanmu Yili, took a few steps back, knelt under His Highness, and touched the ground with his forehead, until he heard that Zhongqi got up and retreated from the palace door, Fang raised his eyes slightly, and looked towards the Cloud Book Palace.

At this time, Duanmu Qiu's eyes no longer had half of the previous concern and caution, but showed a look of vigilance, wanting to find out.

"There is a decree in the Holy Order, Xuan Duanmu asks for an audience!"

It wasn't until the tea that Duanmu Qiu could only hear the sharp voice coming from the hall again, so he slowly got up, did not remove the armor from his body for a while, walked slowly, and went straight up the jade steps of the Cloud Book Palace.

Just in front of the door of Yunshu Palace, the door of the closed hall was opened, and the vigilant look in Duanmu Qiu's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his previous worried state. Stepping into the hall, what greeted Duanmu Qiu's eyes was not the majestic figure, but the ninety-five who was sitting on the desk with a slight figure.

Xu saw the deep sadness in Duanmu Qiu's eyes, and before he could salute, the emperor on the dragon chair opened his mouth first: "This morning, if I don't blame you, I will only let the ministers say that I used the wrong person, so that this inner city was invaded by 'ghosts, Duanmu, you don't have to take it to heart."

Duanmu Qiu, who originally wanted to show that the Holy Lord Xiao Xiang was waiting for the decree outside the palace gate, didn't seem to expect that the Holy Lord summoned him to explain to himself, his eyes instantly turned red, and he hurriedly shouted long live, and then spoke: "The minister is frightened, worrying about the king, it is the duty of the minister, how dare the minister have a grievance, that is, the saint wants to dismiss the official and go to prison, and the minister does not dare to have any complaints."

With a look of satisfaction in his tired eyes, the saint held the dragon chair in his hand, sat up a little straighter, and said, "I know that in the case of ghost nocturnal travel, even if Fan Mou's protégés don't make trouble, Cao Jing's gang won't let you live a peaceful life... How is it? You entered the palace overnight, couldn't you stand the words of those weak scholars?"

Finally hearing that the saint turned to the topic, Duanmu Qiu remembered the figure standing outside the palace gate and in the cold wind, and immediately opened his mouth to say: "Enlighten the saint, those scholars' words, how can the minister not be able to withstand it, the minister entered the palace overnight, it was because of Xiao..."

Duanmu Qiu hadn't finished his prayer yet, but he heard that the saint had already interrupted him, and he didn't know whether he remembered something important again, or deliberately interrupted.

"By the way, I recently heard rumors that the person who died in the ghost nocturnal case, my right-hand minister, Fan Mou, appeared in Bianjing City, I am curious, how could this dead person suddenly come back to life? Could it be that on the night of the ghost night walking case, my right minister did not die? Or... Someone deliberately wants to mess with the dynasty?"

As soon as these words came out, Duanmu Qiu instantly understood the intentions of this ninety-five, and hurriedly kowtowed and spoke: "Holy Lord, Fan Xiang and all the officials, died at the hands of nocturnal ghosts, it was seen by Wei Chen with his own eyes, and the body was also buried by Wei Chen's own hands, it must be another person who spread rumors, Wei Chen asked for an order, investigate this matter thoroughly!"

"Duanmu doesn't have to, if I want to speak widely, how can I involve a lot of things like this, just that!" The saint said, his eyes were very tired, and he closed his hands slightly

Seeing this, Zhongqi behind him hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to put on the shoulders of the saint to relieve him.

Seeing this, Duanmu below also knew that it was not appropriate to talk about Xiao Xiang at this time, but he remembered that the figure that had become old, and he wanted to grit his teeth and open his mouth in the cold wind.

"Saint, Xiao..."

The word "phase" did not come out, but when he saw the side of the dragon chair, the expression on Zhongqi's face changed suddenly, and the hand that was about to be kneaded on the shoulder of the carrying Jiuwu was suddenly withdrawn like a sharp stab, accompanied by a rickety figure that stopped after retreating a few steps.

This abnormal situation made Duanmu Qiu's eyes staring at this old eunuch who had been with him for many years, and no matter how many years he had been, he had never seen such a frightened look on his face, not to mention that Duanmu Qiu knew that this old eunuch was very skilled, although he had never seen him make a move, but Duanmu Qiu could be sure that this person's martial arts realm was far above him.

Even he had such a terrifying look on his face this time... Duanmu Qiu's eyes were full of vigilance, and then he followed the old eunuch's gaze to turn to the emperor.

Even if the hidden red light disappeared in a flash, but it was keenly captured by Duanmu Qiu, the nine guards were already in control of the safety of the capital, almost subconsciously, Duanmu Qiu wanted to get up to investigate, but after seeing the red mang retreating, the gaze full of fierce majesty came, and he reacted instantly, and hurriedly knelt down.

"Duanmu Aiqing, what did you see that made you so frightened?" Zhongqi, who had never been on his side, was still rubbing his forehead with his head as before, but he did not close his eyes slightly, but his eyes were burning, staring at Duanmu Qiu at the bottom of the stairs, and asked softly.

Although the words were light, they contained endless pressure, Duanmu only felt that his chest was like a boulder, and when he instinctively wanted to resist with internal strength, he found that he was unable to exert his cultivation.

As the chest tightness became heavier and heavier, Duanmu Qiu was already so fast that it was difficult to breathe, and suddenly his chest was loosened, and his breathing was suddenly smooth, and he couldn't help but breathe heavily, and only then did he ease up a little.

Raising his eyes, he was meeting the majestic eyes, among the pupils, a little red light, extremely weird, a little thought, hurriedly lowered his head, and bowed and spoke: "Weichen has been investigating the case for days, so that he is weak, and he is suitable... I'm hallucinating, but I'm getting better."

When the saint heard this, he smiled and retracted his gaze, no longer seeing his previous tiredness, as if he had changed his mind, and asked, "What have you been thinking about, what might as well listen to me."

Duanmu Qiu wiped away his sweat and said, "Your Majesty, it was Xiao Xiang who wanted to enter the palace late at night, and he had been standing outside the palace gate for a long time at this time."

"Oh? Mr. is here, why don't you give it early, pass it on quickly... No, I'm with you!"