It's night.

There was silence in the Li Mansion, and everyone was asleep in their dreams.

Around the house, in addition to the chirping of night birds and night insects, there is a faint sound of the night wind.

Blue Feather spread her wings and easily walked through the birdcage, landing on the ground. He looked sideways at the room where Bai Ma lived, and after seeing that there was no sound, he was relieved to enter the room where Xue Yun was.

Xue Yun and the crescent moon slept on the inside and outside couches, because they played happily during the day, so after falling asleep, they were naturally happy to dream.

Lan Yu stood silently in front of Xue Yun's couch, staring at Xue Yun, who was breathing evenly, silently. Originally, this little girl was a meal he gave to His Royal Highness, but for some reason, His Highness actually gave him to this little girl! Moreover, according to his observation, his Royal Highness seemed to like this little girl a little, simply put, she should feel that there was innocence in her words and deeds, like a white moonlight that suddenly pried open His Highness's long-sealed heart. No, I have to go back and ask his Highness, what is the meaning of giving myself to this little girl?

After thinking about it, Lan Yu turned into a colorful bird, spread his wings and flew out of the window, flying farther and farther away in the watery moonlight. As soon as Lan Yu left, a white-robed young man Lang Jun appeared at the door of the white horse, he raised his eyes to look at the colorful bird flying far away in the moonlight, and turned into Xue Yun's room.

This night, Xue Yun still dreamed of the white-robed young man Lang Jun, and she still couldn't see his face clearly, but she could clearly sense the familiar breath that he was getting closer and closer to her in her sleep, and even she would no longer be as worried and nervous as before, but could continue to sleep peacefully. The white-robed young man sat in front of her couch, neither speaking nor making any transgressive movements, and left on his own when it was time for a cup of tea.

Outside Li's house, the night is vast and the night breeze is slightly cool.

At this time, the negative and green lily were hidden in a big tree, watching the colorful bird fly out of the peach blossom courtyard, and went towards the rabbit mountain with a blue light.

"Your Highness, the colorful bird you saw is Lan Yu, the guard beside Yincang, the puppet emperor's son-in-law! Another personal guard next to Yincang is called Jin Hong, and he doesn't seem to be following. Qingli said in a low voice: "I noticed that there were two special breaths in this mansion, one was very faint, and the other was hidden from time to time. If you don't pay special attention, you can't find it at all, and these two breaths are completely different from the breath on Lan Yu's body. ”

He continued to ask, "Then do you know the origin of these two breaths?"

Qing Li sighed slightly, and said: "There is a spiritual vein in this Li Mansion, as for where the source originates, the humble position cannot be explored, but according to the lowly speculation, this spiritual vein should be blessed by the foundation of the Li Mansion." ”

The negative tun looked at Qingli and wondered, "Isn't the spirit vein supposed to protect someone?"

Qingli shook his head helplessly, and said, "Your Highness, you really stopped asking about your humble position." The spiritual vein, a mysterious thing from the heavenly realm, is really impossible to explore its roots. ”

After listening, he bowed his head slightly, no longer embarrassed Qingli, and said, "Then where is the other breath?"

Qingli raised her eyes and looked at the location of Xue Yun's room, and said, "It should be next to the little lady of the Xue family." ”

When he heard Qingli mention Xue Yun, he remembered the scene when he met Xue Yun on the street a few days ago, and subconsciously held the gold-rimmed white fan to his lips, and chuckled.

Qing Li saw that he was smiling to himself, so he asked, "Your Highness should have thought of that little lady of the Xue family?"

Hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Qingli, and reprimanded: "There are too many words." ”