The night is scattered from the sky, covering the heaven and earth with a layer of silver-white gauze, dreamy and beautiful.

The Four Princes' Mansion, Study.

Mo Chenyi held a glass of red liquid and tasted it slowly.

Shen Feng sat down under him: "Your Highness, Pei Ming has already given the other side flowers to Su Ruotang according to your wishes." ”

Speaking of this, his brows furrowed slightly, "Su Ruotang's medical skills are superb, and she is also involved in Gu arts, are you sure she really won't discover the secret of the flower on the other side?" ”

Mo Chenyi lowered his eyes and looked at the rippling water lines in the cup.

These ripples gradually outlined into a bright and beautiful face.

"Su Ruotang......" His lips opened lightly, overflowing three syllables that were neither light nor heavy, and put down the teacup.

Accompanied by a dull collision sound, it was his cold and treacherous voice, "It's okay, the love Gu of this hall is about to be refined." ”

Shen Feng frowned: "Your Highness, do you really want to stay with Su Ruotang?" ”

Mo Chenyi lightly lifted his eyes: "Something?" ”

His light and light voice made Shen Feng break out in a cold sweat in an instant.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "My subordinates are just worried that Su Ruotang will hurt His Highness." ”

Mo Chenyi smiled indifferently: "With the love Gu, Su Ruotang will only think about me in everything." ”

Shen Feng was a little puzzled: "Your Highness, with the Gu worms you have cultivated now, you have been able to control the ministers of the court, why do you still ......?"

Mo Chenyi raised his eyes and looked at the bright stars outside the window, his eyes were deep.

After a long while, he said in a low voice, "My father is a good emperor, but he is not a good father. ”

His mother is the noble Princess Nanchen.

but died in the disgusting and dirty means of competing for favor in the harem.

Since he was a child, he witnessed his mother being wantonly bullied by the palace eunuchs because she was not favored by Emperor Wushun.

And he himself grew up under the fists of those lowly palace people.

The mother concubine warned him since he was a child, to live.

Pretend to be stupid and live.

He firmly remembered his mother's words, and finally met his master when he was eight years old.

He planned step by step, and Mo Xiaoya fell into the hands of Su Muyao and became a wanted object of the imperial court.

Empress Shen, who once bullied her mother from above, became a waste and was imprisoned in the cold palace.

His people would take good care of her every day.

The real Shen Feng died ten years ago.

The current Shen Feng is his person.

The Shen family has earned a lot of money for him in Yunzhou over the years.

It's a pity that this good chess piece was ruined by Mo Yingyan.

He let people save Su Muyao, gave her the method of deboning and peeling, and passed on the most basic Gu technique to her.

She is indeed a scheming person, and she controls everyone in the Poison Valley.

It's a pity that the No. 1 to No. 5 poisonous people are immune to Su Muyao's Gu worms.

Unless he does it himself.

But now Mo Yingyan's people have set their sights on the Hot Spring Villa, and the poison venerable ....... It's probably Sheng Han.

Don't look old without the other side flowers......

Shen Feng was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, do you need to give Emperor Wushun a Gu?" ”

Shen Feng's voice interrupted Mo Chenyi's thoughts.

He shook his head, his fingertips rubbing the lines on the tea cup, "Don't give Gu to the neutral ministers of the DPRK and China for the time being." ”

After the words fell, Mo Chenyi took out five copper coins from his sleeve and threw them up.

The copper coin landed on the table, presenting an eerie pattern.

Shen Feng looked at it and suddenly felt dizzy.

He quickly closed his eyes.

Mo Chenyi stared at the copper coins on the table, and the expression in his eyes changed slightly.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and his pale fingertips landed on the copper coin in the middle.

He held the coin and moved his position extremely slowly.

However, when he moved the distance of the baby's fingers, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Mo Chenyi stopped his movements and bit his lower lip tightly.

After about half a cup of tea, he continued to move.

Shen Feng eased his dizziness, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and didn't dare to look at the copper coins on the table again.

He stared blankly at the stars outside the house.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Chenyi's body shook and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at the copper coins on the table in disbelief and spoke, "Impossible! How is this possible!! ”

Shen Feng was shocked by this change, and hurriedly supported Mo Chenyi, "Your Highness, this ......"

Mo Chenyi's face turned pale and stared at the copper coins on the table.

"How is it possible, obviously I can calculate the lives of Mo Yingyan and Su Ruotang before."

"Why can't you count it today?"

Still being eaten back?

Shen Feng knew that there was a profound master behind Mo Chenyi, who was unfathomable and could calculate people's life, old age, sickness and death, as well as good luck and evil.

Mo Chenyi's subordinates have not been found by Mo Yingyan and Emperor Wu Shun, because he knows fortune telling.

Every time, it allowed them to perfectly avoid Mo Yingyan and Emperor Wu Shun's people.

The hexagram on the table has been destroyed, and now it is just an ordinary copper coin.

Shen Feng was shocked: "Your Highness, could it be that Feng Luo made a move?" ”

Mo Chenyi stared at the cracked copper coin tightly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth fiercely, "Feng Luo doesn't have that much ability. ”

His eyes were full of gloom.

can destroy his hexagram.

Either they are protected by the Heavenly Dao.

Either the other party's cultivation is higher than him.

"Go and find out what happened to Mo Yingyan and Feng Luo after they entered the Qin Heavenly Prison."

"Yes, Your Highness." Shen Feng responded respectfully and left in a hurry.

Mo Chenyi lowered his eyes and looked at the cracked copper coins on the table, his face expressionless.

In the middle of the night, he used blood as a book and drew Taoist talismans.

Immediately, with a wave of his sleeve, the red light flashed and disappeared.

Master had warned him that occult art was closely related to his own luck.

He can calculate good fortune and evil, but he must not provoke the things of the underworld.

Otherwise, the Heavenly Dao cycle, karma.

However, if Mo Yingyan really has a master of occult arts around him.

He will have to borrow something from the underworld.

There is that formation, because it is in him, and the fruit will not be repaid in him.

......

At the same time, Su Ruotang, who was studying mystics in Songxue Academy, closed his eyes slightly, and his white fingertips outlined the shape of the talisman in the air.

Her black hair was scattered behind her, and there was no wind to automatic.

The clothes are flying, like a girl from the Nine Heavens.

She slowly opened her eyes.

The peach blossom eyes are clear and clear, and the aura is compelling.

At first glance, it seems to be able to suck in people's souls.

She stared at the silver glittering sigil in front of her in a daze.

The young white fingertips trembled slightly.

After a while, the talisman seal in the air slowly dissipated.

Su Ruotang exhaled a long breath, his fingertips curling slightly.

Her long eyelashes drooped, and her gaze fell on the old, yellowed pages on the desk.

In her previous life, she knew that there were many things in the world that could not be explained by science.

Folk goddesses, they may have the ability to communicate yin and yang, but that's just the skin.

A master who really understands the mystic art of yin and yang will not easily tell fortunes with people at all.

Their every move is closely related to their own luck.

"Yin and yang are chaotic, the soul returns to the six bodies, and the ghosts, beasts and people are all cause and effect cycles."

"But if there is really a cycle of cause and effect, why do good people not live long, and the scourge will leave a thousand years ......"

The tail of her delicate eyebrows gradually twisted.

At the bottom of his eyes, he was confused and vaguely irritable.

The atmosphere of tranquility and peace around the body began to be chaotic.

"Little Begonia."

At this moment, a soft whisper came from behind him.