The opportunity was not long in coming.

Princess Huiji and Yang Guiren met to appreciate the sycamore.

There are also Langya Wang family, Chen Jun Xie family, Yingchuan Lu family, Long Kanghuan family, as well as Pei family, Cui family and other major families.

plus ladies, families, more than 100 people, Hao Hao soup.

So much so that in Shufang Garden, it was a little empty.

Ling Muyun held the sign given by the princess in his hand, and entered and exited Shufang Garden on the grounds of Fenggao in autumn.

While loosening the soil and fertilizing meticulously, the afterglow glanced eastward.

Autumn chrysanthemums flourish.

"It seems to be prosperous, but in the coming year, I am afraid that it will not be able to bloom."

Ling Muyun's words were for the ladies in the courtyard: "If you don't take care of it well, at this time next year, I will not be the only one who will fall to the ground." ”

The staggering speech of pretending to shake his head caused the lady's heart to be frightened.

Since Lao Liu died of illness, Ling Muyun can be said to be the most envied among the servants.

At a young age, he won the favor of the princess, and he was able to enter and leave Shufang Garden freely.

It can be described as promising.

"Florist, if this is the case, why is it not good to take care of it?"

The last flower girl was made of flower fertilizer, and the ladies in the courtyard were also beaten ten times, and the memory is still fresh.

"The princess's inner room, without permission, I'm afraid it will ......"

Ling Muyun pretended to hesitate.

"You have the brand given by the princess, and it's for Qiu Ju, no one can say anything." The lady rolled her eyes, and then said, "Shepherd, I have a slight stomach discomfort, and I go to the toilet, don't run around." ”

Ling Muyun saw the lady leaving in a hurry, the corners of his mouth raised, and he pushed away the east corner.

The interior layout is almost the same as the last time I saw it.

But in order not to arouse suspicion, he only glanced at it a few times.

This time, don't worry about it boldly, and naturally be more careful.

On the round table of red sandalwood, three jars of unknown wine.

Princess Huiji is notoriously alcoholic, and she has the same smell as Sima Daozi.

There are some drinks in the boudoir, which is not unusual.

But the portrait in front of the wine made Ling Muyun's pupils shrink.

It is exactly the same as the firstborn monster with two horns on the secret door of the Zoroastrian underground.

"There is a portrait of the princess hanging in the inner room of Liu Chan, and in the princess's boudoir, there is a portrait of a monster, and the secret door of the Zoroastrian underground is the same as this portrait, what is the connection?"

Ling Muyun pondered while looking out of the courtyard.

The lady hasn't come back yet.

"In this case, we still have to find out the origin of the monster."

Ling Muyun searched through his memories, but he never thought of a book that recorded the name of such a monster.

After looking around the room again, finding nothing else, he withdrew.

"I don't know if there is a dark pavilion, but I don't dare to flip it easily."

"Herdsman, can you heal Qiu Ju?" The lady came back just in time.

"Well, tomorrow at this time, it will still bloom as scheduled."

Ling Muyun said in confidence.

The lady glanced indoors, but she didn't see any changes, but she didn't open her mouth to ask, until Ling Muyun withdrew from Shufang Garden, and then she thought a little: "Isn't it the same as Lao Liu, pretending to be profound." ”

When Ling Muyun returned to the flower garden, Yueji was lying on a chair, the same as Lao Liu.

In a trance, Lao Liu came to life.

After staring at it carefully, I vaguely felt that Yueji and Lao Liu were somewhat similar.

"What can you find?" Yueji didn't open his eyes when he spoke.

"The big girl said, the little one doesn't know what it is."

"I went to look around in the east and didn't just look at Qiu Ju." Yueji got up and glanced at the corners of her mouth.

"That Qiu Ju has some symptoms, and the small ones should be dealt with, otherwise, I can't say it, and I won't open it next year."

Ling Muyun said the words of deceiving the lady again.

The princess invited to travel, and the moon season has never been together.

"What's your name?" Yueji's words are headless and brainless.

"Back to the eldest girl, Mu Yun."

"Real name."

Ling Muyun smiled.

On the stool next to Yueji, he sat down: "In Xia Ling Muyun, dare to ask Miss Liu, is it to ask for guilt?" ”

"Do you know why my father died?"

"Isn't it the end of life?"

"Ling Muyun, my father's skills, you haven't learned the essence." Yue Ji stared at Ling Muyun's eyes and continued: "He has not cultivated, but he can smell the scent of a cultivator with his nose, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is talented. ”

Ling Muyun's heart tightened.

According to Yueji, the first time I came to the flower garden, I was "smelled" by Lao Liu?

"So, what are you coming to Dongfu for?"

"What about you?"

Ling Muyun asked rhetorically.

"My father has won you a life, isn't it worth talking about first?"

Ling Muyun's old face turned red, and he was quite ashamed to tell the story of Nanyang, what the Zoroastrian Sect had seen and what he had discovered in the East.

Then he looked at Yueji with questioning eyes.

"My mother was originally the princess's maidservant, and one day, Sima Daozi was drunk and beastly, and she was going to ...... Because my mother came from a humble background, she drowned. ”

Yueji said it simply, but her tone was full of sadness.

"You want to assassinate Sima Daozi?"

With the cultivation of the moon season, why commit to the princess?

"What do you think?"

Lao Liu said that he abandoned his eyes, learned this craft and passed it on.

In the end, he died generously.

Yueji said that Lao Liu knew Ling Muyun's cultivation.

"All you do, just so that I can help you?"

Ling Muyun asked in surprise.

As I guessed, there is really no simple role in this East Mansion.

"My father just died three months younger, so you don't have to feel too guilty."

"As for passing on the craft to you, I really don't want to lose it."

"But there is one thing, if it weren't for my father, you would have made flower fertilizer in the summer."

Yue Ji sentence after sentence, gradually solved the mystery in Ling Muyun's heart: "How can you conclude that I will die?" ”

For his Thunder Method, Escape Method, and Ink Blade, Ling Muyun had blind confidence.

"The princess's cultivation of the joy of Zen, pay attention to the method of supplementation, you are only six realms of cultivation, I am afraid that you will not be able to toss for three days, and you will be lost."

Yue Ji sneered: "The last flower girl, the cultivation of the Three Realms, only lasted for an hour. ”

"Does the princess have cultivation?"

"Grand Master!"

Ling Muyun's mouth could almost put down a chicken egg.

No matter how he could have imagined, the princess not only has cultivation, but is also a great grandmaster.

"How can this great grandmaster be everywhere......" Ling Muyun muttered: "It's still the great grandmaster of the world, and he has let himself run into it." ”

"Not much, but not much more."

"That's it, you pseudo-sect master cultivation, why don't you take the opportunity to approach Sima Daozi. What's more, he's already a prostitute ......"

"Do you really think Sima Daozi only drinks? His staff members are the Grand Master, and there are no less than two of them. ”

Ling Muyun opened his mouth again.

I wanted to approach Dongfu and investigate the Zoroastrian involvement, but who knows, it is more like a mutton tiger's mouth.

"I'm afraid Grandpa Liu has found the wrong person...... My cultivation is not enough to see in the Great Grandmaster. ”

"I believe in my father!" Yueji continued: "What's more, I just asked you to help me, not to let you do it. ”

Ling Muyun nodded.

"Be careful of the princess, the horror of Joy Zen lies in the charm, and it is not simply a firm mind that can be restrained."

"Moreover, those who rejoice in meditation and replenishment are all born from the heart, and they are not arbitrary."

The last mystery has been solved.