The first time he entered the courtyard of Yuehuanong, the gardenias in the courtyard were more enthusiastic than elsewhere, the bluestone ground was full of petals, and the watery moonlight was flowing quietly.

There was a candlelight shadow in the carved window, and he stood there for a moment before turning and walking away.

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Hua Sheng took off the towel, raised her hand and tried Yun Yao's forehead, still with a high fever, burning her hands, her originally fair little face was red from the high fever, she closed her eyelashes tightly, motionless, if she wasn't still breathing, it seemed like she was really dead.

Hua Sheng sighed softly, put on a new towel, and sat on the side in a daze.

Nanchen's evil art has always been evil, illusion is one of them, and only people with the strength of the sect leader can make it, in the illusion, as long as there is a weakness, it will be pinched, and everything that happens is like the truth, although she doesn't know what happened in the illusion, but it must not be a good thing.

The sect leader is forcing her, isn't he forcing himself? In this matter, he has an almost paranoid madness, the person in front of him is not Rong'er at all, even if he uses more illusions, he can't get results, and in the end, he has to consume his internal strength to resolve and be counterattacked, why bother?

Hua Sheng tilted his head helplessly and said, "Bring a dry shirt." ”

Under the high fever, cold sweat continued, and she had to change Yun Yao's dry clothes.

The maid quickly brought the clothes, and Hua Sheng reached out to put away the wet clothes, only to hear a "pop", and something rolled out.

She was stunned, looked down, but it was a half-moon jade pendant, and she picked up the jade pendant.

The Half-Moon Divine Sect is named after the Half Moon, I heard that this is related to the master who worshipped when the sect leader was young, but the pattern of this half-moon jade pendant is quite strange, with concave and convex tooth marks, and similar to this jade pendant, where did she seem to have seen it......

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This is a dream about trekking, the dream of her own back to her childhood, she was naughty since she was a child, like to run after the neighbor's big brother, dig through the bird's nest, climb over the wall over the tree, once returned to the country grandmother's house to swim with the boy, almost drowned, but fortunately was pulled up by the boy's sharp eyes, only to save her life, after returning home, she was scolded and punished for standing all morning, when the neighbor's boy walked around in front of her, and occasionally whistled...... She is dishonest, but at the same time happy, those happy years, turned into one brilliant star after another, hanging in the night sky, every time I think of it, I always want to go back and take a look, but I can never go back.

She travels through time and meets the ancients that can only be seen in history books, they are young, but they have several faces, they are deceitful, and their IQ crushes their own age group. They are complete strangers to her, but they are so familiar, she has a master, a senior brother, a younger brother, a cousin, an aunt, and knows him......

He...... Miss him so much......

How bad he is, and how good he is.

His smile, his wounds, his gentleness, his assertiveness, his amorous ...... All of his have become her stars, each one so bright and so dazzling.

But where should she go to find him?

His heart burned like a fire, he said that he wanted her to be his finch, she always hated it as a bird name, but now, it is good to be a little bird around him, and it is good to be able to be company......

Will her fox never find her little bird again, will she never know each other again, will she have given someone a forest?