The sky and the glow of the lanterns flickered under the hands of the various families, like redundant words walking on the end of the paper, and the thoughts were confused, and the poems were tiredly moving in the long night.

The fireworks that had dissipated had disappeared into the darkness, and no one seemed to see the beautiful moment of bloom.

The whole palace fell silent, and the people of the family were arranged to live in various quarters of the palace, ready to continue the trial tomorrow.

However, everyone knows that this is very likely just something that the Nayin family has done within themselves, and has nothing to do with other families at all, but who told them to be all present at the time and witness all this?

"I feel like we're just sitting there witnessing something, and it's none of our business. Chang Yuechen said with some complaints.

Hearing this, Bai Junqian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's just as you said, we just witnessed something, for example, the battle between Nayinqin and the Sorrowful Fox......" Before he finished speaking, he felt that there was something strange about this matter, so he didn't continue to talk about it.

"I didn't expect that we would encounter such a thing when we first came to this sound family. Lingxi said with calm eyes.

Bai Junqian could hear the pathos contained in her tone, and he also knew that she just didn't want to see the south wind.

Then they went to the lodgings, which was a side hall to the northwest of the main hall, and there were about a dozen rooms.

Bai Junqian returned to his room after placing Lingxi in a room next to him. Lingxi originally planned to fall asleep, but after thinking about what Nanfeng said today, he didn't fall asleep in the end.

"Ahh

The cold wind poured in, and she looked at the darkness outside, only a few palace lamps rippling in the wind, and her heart gradually calmed down with the wind.

Paradox and secrecy are derived in the dark, like an overwhelming fantasy, which is majesticly pressed down in the night.

Lingxi didn't know how to find the next jade, let alone how to face the south wind...... The atmosphere seemed to be a little heavy again, causing all kinds of negative emotions to fly everywhere in her mind.

Gradually, Lingxi's eyelids became heavier, and when she opened and closed, she saw a pair of them in the night, strangely colorful, flashing with a serious but warm light, quietly peeping in the dark.

"Who......" Lingxi muttered.

Suddenly, a cold wind came with a smell of licorice, "Lingxi, I'm here." ”

Nanfeng's face appeared in front of her eyes again, again on the windowsill, and the same scene again.

"You!" Lingxi's eyes widened and she stepped back, but she didn't notice that there was a chair behind her, so she fell down, but Nanfeng caught her.

In his eyes, she saw her panicked face.

The candle flame in the room formed a shallow silhouette around him, and his smile was embedded in it, with a somewhat meaningful look, "Why, are you so excited to see me?"

In the next moment, Lingxi immediately pushed him away, then picked up the sword on the side and pointed it at him, "What are you doing here?"

Nanfeng glanced at Lingxi, sat down on the side, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, but he shook his head slightly, "I just miss you, but who knows that you still hold a sword at me? He said with a pretended lightheartedness.

Hearing this, Lingxi thought about it, and asked with a tense expression: "Is it that since the day we met, you arranged it? And Ye Xuanji's family was killed by you, right?"

Nanfeng got up and walked around the window again, turned around, and left one with his back to Lingxi, and his voice became jerky and distant: "Hong'er, do you really just don't want to believe me?"

"What?" Lingxi asked with a raised eyelid, a frown, and a little puzzled.

Then she saw Nanfeng open her mouth to answer her, but her eyes were also dark, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

The consciousness gradually dissipated, but at the last moment, he followed a voice and began to enter a fantasy world-

"Hong'er. The man opposite stroked her face and gave her a warm feeling.

Just as she was about to immerse herself in the scene, the face of the man opposite finally appeared in front of her, but it frightened her.

"You know, I'm doing all this for your own good, Hong'er. ”

This man's face was Nanfeng's, and he used that smile, gaze, and tone of voice...... Everything was exactly the same as the person she remembered, and he seemed to be that person.

It seemed to be a match, but Lingxi didn't want to accept it.

"It can't be you!" Lingxi said as he swung his sword towards the south wind, and the windowsill was directly torn apart like this, and the blow was huge.

"But that's me. After Nanfeng barely dodged, he hugged her unexpectedly, and the familiar temperature and breath made her feel it.

Immediately after, Lingxi only felt that his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, and he waved the sword in his hand again to force Nanfeng away.

"It can't be you! it can't be ......" said that, Lingxi's sword stayed in mid-air, and her eyes began to flicker and darken, and finally Nanfeng caught him, she completely fainted in his arms, it was pitch black, and when she woke up, she bounced up from the bed, but fell into another embrace.

"Lingxi. Bai Junqian's voice sounded in her ears.

Hearing this voice, her breathing, which was so rapid that she was about to suffocate, gradually slowed down, but the tears fell unexpectedly. She leaned on Bai Junqian's shoulder and sobbed, she couldn't stop, and her hand also wrapped around Bai Junqian, and the more she hugged it, the tighter she became.

"What's wrong, are you having nightmares again?" Bai Junqian gently patted her on the back.

Lingxi nodded, and then hugged it tighter, but Bai Junqian's body was a little stiff, and he didn't know where to put his hand, "Lingxi, you let go of the teacher first, let go first......"

Before the words fell, Lingxi had already let go of Bai Junqian, and then looked at Bai Junqian with teary eyes.

For a while, Bai Junqian didn't know where to put his gaze, and he didn't say a word for a long time, but Lingxi opened his mouth: "Just now...... The south wind is coming. ”

"What?" Bai Junqian was slightly stunned, his deep pupils turned around the room, his brows furrowed slightly, and his tone was even more obviously displeased: "What is he doing here?"

He turned his gaze to the messy windowsill, which seemed to be caused just now, and he also heard the noise before rushing to Lingxi's room, and of course the others were attracted to it, but they were all sent away by him.

Seeing Bai Junqian's expression, Lingxi panicked, and immediately held Bai Junqian's face with his hand, and forcibly pulled his gaze back to her, "Master, he has already left." She looked at Bai Junqian's somewhat confused expression, couldn't help laughing, and then said, "Now that the master is here, I'm not afraid." ”

She put her hand down and burrowed into Bai Junqian's arms again.

The roots of Bai Junqian's ears were slightly red, and he stopped for a while before he said, "Lingxi, you will catch a cold, go into the quilt." ”

As he spoke, he asked Lingxi to lie down and covered her with the quilt. Then he saw that Lingxi's hands trembled slightly, so he pulled the thick quilt for her and covered her thin shoulders.

Lingxi also obediently said to the quilt, it seemed that Bai Junqian was by her side, and she was completely at ease.

"Then the teacher will go back to the room first. Bai Junqian said with some unease, his eyes stayed on the sill, which was cut off, and the faint tears on Lingxi's face.

When he hesitated to leave, Lingxi took his hand and said, "Master, stay with me here." ”

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