Jinyu exclaimed, "Someone dares to trespass into the Moon Pavilion." Can you see the face of the person who is coming?"

The corners of Yuen Long's lips twitched, and a meaningful cold glint flashed in his eyes, "I know who it is." ”

Jinyu was taken aback, "Lord Night God knows?"

Yuen Long was silent, he looked at the heavy moonlight outside the window, his thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was so soft that it seemed to be saying to himself: "I thought that rats love to steal, but it turns out that foxes also love to steal." ”

And Huanhuan had already slipped out.

She was afraid that Yuen Long would catch up, so she ran outside without looking back.

She didn't know how long she had been running, but when she stopped, all she saw was stars and an endless palace.

She glanced back, only to see that the octagonal cornices of the Lanyue Pavilion were already looming in the night.

She must have run a long way.

She was afraid that Yuen Long had discovered her identity, and was waiting for her to return.

She didn't dare go back.

Huan Huan walked in the Nine Heavenly Palace, and there were constantly heavenly soldiers and generals patrolling back and forth at night, and Duan Huan was walking and hiding in a panic.

Thinking of this huge heavenly palace, she didn't have many people to go to.

She only knew Fang Yuan and Mu Yuan Shangshen, Fang Yuan and her were the same mounts, so they were naturally willing to help her.

Why don't you go to Fang Yuan to hide first?

Otherwise, if she walked in the Heavenly Palace so aimlessly, she was afraid that she would be treated as a little monster by Heavenly Soldiers.

So he ran in the direction he remembered to the palace of the god of Muyuan.

Fortunately, the god of Makihara did not fall asleep.

Seeing from afar that the lights were still on in his palace, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She saw that there was still a palace maid keeping vigil at the door, so she didn't dare to enter through the main gate, so she had to climb over the wall.

As soon as he got on the wall, he heard a deep voice from inside the house, "Who's outside?"

Duan Huan hurriedly waved his hand: "It's me." ”

Huanhuan turned into a human form, lifted the hem of his skirt, and walked towards the house.

Na Mu Yuan got up and looked through the weak light, only to see that the moonlight was gentle, as if a layer of hoarfrost had been spread on the ground.

Under the moonlight, a woman in white walked in.

The woman was dressed in a white veil, and her hair was casually draped, like a fairy under the moon.

It was a completely unfamiliar face.

It was as if the moonlight in the garden was also eclipsed under her countenance.

The god of Muyuan frowned slightly, and only felt that this voice had been heard somewhere, and it was somewhat familiar. But he didn't know the man in front of him at all.

He hesitated a little and said, "Dare to ask the fairy who is-"

Duan Huan was a little strange, "The god of Muyuan is me, and I am the little fox Huan." ”

"Have fun?"

Those two words stretched out in his mouth, with meaningful doubt.

Duan Huan was a little anxious, "You forgot, I'm the mount of Lord Night God in the Lanyue Pavilion?"

For some reason, Duan Huan only felt that the face of the god of Muyuan was very strange, as if she didn't know herself, a pair of eyes stared straight at herself.

Duan Huan frowned and said: "The god of Muyuan is really interesting, obviously we have met several times before, but now you pretend not to know me." Are you really afraid that I will not be able to deceive you?"

The god of Makihara came back to his senses and saluted her again and again.

"It turned out to be Miss Duhuan. It's so late at night, what are you doing here with me, could it be that you're stealing something again?"

Duan Huan thrust his waist and exclaimed, "Who stole something?"

The god of the pasture smiled slightly, opened the door, and walked in unceremoniously.

The god Makihara asked, "Look at you so embarrassed, but what happened?"

Duan Huan pursed his lips and said, "I just quarreled with Yuen Long and ran out." I'll come to you for hiding, and I'll go back quietly when he's gone. ”

Makihara Shangshen smiled: "This night god has always been cold-hearted, and it is not easy to quarrel with him. ”

Duan Huan said: "I think it's quite easy." We had a fight every day, and if we didn't, we would do it, but every time he hit me. ”

"How could Lord Night God do anything with you?"

"Why not? Don't look at him in front of your immortals, he actually has a bad stomach. Wan Huan lifted the hair on his forehead, revealing the forehead that had been hit, and said pitifully, "Look, he just threw me against the wall and hit me." ”

The smile on the face of the god of Muyuan was even worse, "But I see that Miss Wanhuan is not a fuel-efficient lamp——"

"Hey, what's the matter with you, you're still not a friend anymore, why are you elbowing out?"

Wan Huan raised his eyes, but saw that the god of Makihara was staring at her face.

His expression was focused, and there seemed to be a hint of meaning in his eyes.

The light on the table was as faint as the dark fire in his eyes.

Wan Huan frowned slightly, and asked one more question at the moment: "God Muyuan is so strange today, always staring at my face." Why, isn't there a beauty like me in this Nine Heavenly Palace?"

The god of the pasture laughed lightly and said repeatedly: "It's rude." ”

Then he kept looking at her.

Na Mu Yuan glanced up and down at her on the line, and seemed to be cautiously probing: "What did Miss Wanhuan drop when she went out?"

He said happily: "Why do you ask that?" ”

The god of the pasteki pointed to her hair and said, "I vaguely remember that I saw a silver hairpin stuck in your hair before. ”

After being happy, he stroked his hair consciously, and couldn't help but change his face slightly: "Oh no, my hairpin is gone." ”

She paused, and suddenly remembered that she had bitten Yuen Long's hand, and when Yuen Long shook her off, she seemed to hear the sound of something falling to the ground.

Didn't the hairpin fall to the ground?

Seeing her panicked, Muhara asked, "Is that hairpin important to the girl?"

"Of course, this hairpin is more important than my life. My father said that this was the only thing my grandmother had left me, and told me to keep it well, and if I dared to take it off, I would pick up my skin. It's over, it's over, the little fox is going to be skinned—"

The eyes of the god of the pasture plain darkened a little, but there seemed to be a touch of meaning under the calm.

He reassured, "It's okay. Think about where you left your hairpin?"

Huan Huan didn't want to think about it, so he replied: "It seems to be in the study of Lanyue Pavilion." ”

"Don't worry, rest here for a while first, and I'll ask Fang Yuan to fetch your silver hairpin. ”

Duan Huan felt a little strange, this god of the pasture was so enthusiastic?

"It doesn't matter, otherwise I'll pick it up myself later, how can I trouble Fang Yuan to take a trip?"

But the god of Muyuan insisted, "You just had a dispute with Yuen Long, and it's best not to provoke him again now." I'm not far from Lanyue Pavilion here, so let Fang Yuan go. ”

Seeing that he insisted, he didn't shirk anymore, "Then thank you to Muyuan God." ”

The god of Muyuan walked out of the door and whispered a few words to Fang Yuan, who was guarding the door.