Jiuxiao ran out of the inn, and saw that Shan Yi didn't chase after him, so he slowed down, but bumped into Liuyu head-on. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Liuyu smiled, "I've seen the Ninth Prince." ”

"Don't don't, brother, let me go. Jiuxiao thought that it was Shan Yi who sent Liuyu to block himself from going back, Liuyu this little ghost, don't look at Cheng Tian with a smiling and natural and pollution-free appearance, but the whole little devil, the most bad moves, Shan Yi has never missed the task sent to him, this little ghost is ruthless, and Shan Yi is his backer, Jiuxiao doesn't want to suffer his loss.

"What, did my master have any conflicts with you?" Liuyu smiled, "I'll go back and persuade my master, what will the ninth prince do to thank me?"

"You little ghost, what do you want?" Jiuxiao knew that Liuyu was not so easy to deal with.

"It's good to leave me a picture of the Ninth Prince. Liuyu smiled.

"Painting?" Jiuxiao was stunned, not knowing what Liuyu remembered today.

One of the four gates of Xuanjing Hall, the young master of the Qingluan Sword School, Jiuxiao, although he always looks out of tune, he is a literary and artistic young man who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Danqing, who is the best at painting bamboo, and often shocks the four.

This is related to the sect where Jiuxiao is located, Xuanjingtang itself pays attention to the rhythm of calligraphy and painting, under the influence of the environment, it is not uncommon for Jiuxiao to be proficient in calligraphy, painting and piano music, in the words of Shan Yi, it is "put a piece of wood in the jar and pickle, no matter what kind of wood can become salty." ”

Shan Yi looked down on Jiuxiao the most for writing and painting all day long, saying that he was not doing his job properly and was elegant.

Of course, Jiuxiao also looks down on Shan Yi, so he knows how to read books, read books, read books.

It wasn't until the next morning that Hua Yang woke up from his nightmare and found a handkerchief with some sweat stains on it.

Last night was riddled with nightmares, and Huayang dimly noticed that someone was holding her hand, as if someone was wiping her sweat beside the bed.

When he woke up, Huayang was the only one left in the room.

Hua Yang held the white handkerchief in his palm and was silent for a while, his cheeks flushed slightly.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and the innkeeper gently pushed the door open, holding a piece of clothing and an umbrella in his hand.

"Excuse me, girl, a boy asked me to bring you two things this morning. ”

Huayang picked up the paper umbrella suspiciously, and when it was opened, a fragrance came to his face, a golden peony bloomed on the umbrella surface, the umbrella handle was inlaid with lapis beads, and a few lines of small words were written elegantly next to the peony on the umbrella surface.

The sky is long, the soul is far away, and the dream soul is difficult to pass the mountain.

Sauvignon Blanc, heart-wrenching.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds.

Huayang used to just love Murong Gongzi Mobao, in fact, he didn't have any in-depth research on calligraphy and painting, but the shopkeeper standing on the side was already so shocked that his hands trembled, and he asked tremblingly, "Girl... What is your relationship with Qingluan Young Master Jiuxiao?"

"What can I do with that bird? Huayang disagreed.

The shopkeeper's knowledge, Qingluan's paintings are hard to find, this is obviously the umbrella painted by Jiuxiao himself, and there is an inscription.

Huayang knows the origin of this umbrella, not who else it is.

Huayang remembered that last night, that kid forced a smile in his ear, and endured the sour sentence in his heart, "If I can make you happy, I'll just go find it for you." ”

Liuyu really wanted to find Qianze last night, but he was reluctant in his heart, and when he saw Qianze, he only reported some trivial matters, Huayang's affairs, but Liuyu couldn't open his mouth, and finally suppressed the conversation.

Huayang saw a dress pressed under the umbrella, the style was exquisite, similar to the clothes of the girls in Yingzhou, with wide sleeves and long skirts, when Huayang looked at it, a note fell out of it, and there were a total of eight words on it.

"Girl wear more, Yingzhou is cold. ”

Huayang laughed all of a sudden, in June, where did the cold come from, but that kid didn't want to wear so little, and his body was looked at by those scoundrels yesterday.

"Hmph. Hua Yang snorted lightly, "Mortals are so naïve. ”

Although he said this, Huayang couldn't help but send the shopkeeper out and put on the long skirt in front of the bronze mirror of the main clothes.

The coldest part of my heart is slowly melting.

At night, on the eaves of a house on the outskirts of Luoyang City, two figures flickered.

"Flower Shadow, when will Your Majesty come back? Peacock asked the red-clothed young man beside him softly, "Your Majesty will be fine, and I don't know if Yue Linglong is dead, a woman you hate." ”

The peacock is young and simple, and when he saw the shadow of the flower in trouble, he tried his best to maintain it, and he had a lot of respect for him in his heart.

"Your Majesty should be fine. Flower Shadow replied, "I can't show up for the time being, so I can only help His Majesty do some small things." ”

The two of them searched for clues from the spies in the city on the outskirts of Luoyang City, and in order not to reveal their identities, Huaying changed their appearance, and just encountered the ambush of the spies of the Frost Palace, fortunately, Huaying was enough to deal with it, and the peacock used a hidden weapon to contain it in the distance, and the two of them cooperated tacitly and quickly solved the dilemma in front of them.

Huaying's complexion is very white, the lines on his face are not as resolute as ordinary men, they are slightly softer, the whole person is wrapped in red, vaguely revealing his collarbone, his tone is calm, and his eyes are very gentle in the face of the peacock.

Under the gentleness, there is a lingering anger.

Out of nowhere, there was a buzzing sound of small insects flapping their wings, the peacock turned its head to look, a small worm the size of a quail egg fell on the hand, this small insect carried a round carapace, the carapace is a rose red without a trace of flaws, and it is a little cute to look closely, the peacock is just about to reach out and touch it, the little insect flapped its wings and flew away.

"Huh, didn't we clean up the battlefield just now, and who was lying on the ground?" the girl pointed to the eaves.

A man was lying face down on the ground, his fingers still moving.

Without hesitation, the girl rolled over and jumped off the eaves, and walked quickly towards the man.

"Peacock, be careful!" and Flower Shadow jumped down.

The girl approached the man on the ground, who struggled to raise his head and said hoarsely: "Help me.... Help me—" The trembling hand was raised, trying to grasp the hem of the peacock's skirt.

As soon as the peacock stretched out his hand to help the man up, Hua Ying grabbed the peacock's wrist, covered the peacock's mouth and nose with his left hand, and took the peacock back a few steps quickly.

Flower Shadow's pupils suddenly became bloody, and her pupils suddenly lengthened and thinned, turning into a pair of blood-colored snake pupils.

"Don't come near him, plague. ”

The man's eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and he stood up suddenly, and pounced towards the peacock, the flower shadow protected the peacock behind him, and the cold light of the Sakura sword in his hand flashed.

The moment the man pounced, Flower Shadow raised his sword and fell, cutting off the man's head.

The man fell limply.

The peacock breathed a sigh of relief, walked out from behind the flower shadow, approached the man and looked at it, and wondered, "Why is this person so strange?"

Suddenly, the man lost his head, but he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the peacock's arm.