unscrupulous male concubine

The darkness is suffocating, and the faint light makes people follow.

Narrow corridors, choking dust, groaning wooden boards, pitch black.

Chunjing followed closely behind Jiudieyun, except for the sound of footsteps and the warmth of his hands that passed through his thin clothes and through the air, he can't feel anything now .

The sounds of zither and drums from downstairs were completely inaudible.

"Why don't you bring a lamp up?" He asked Jiudieyun when he just stepped into the darkness.

Jiudieyun smiled, but did not speak.Thinking about it now, he smiled really weirdly at that time, like a conspiracy theorist with a stomach full of bad water.

The wind blowing in from nowhere hovered in this narrow space, because there was no light to be seen.

Jiudieyun stopped suddenly, and he turned around to look at Chunjing, his eyes were as bright as gems in the dark.

Chunjing looked at the blue light, raised her feet back, frowned tightly, and felt a little hairy, but he didn't feel any danger.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock... a faint light slowly flashed in the darkness, and in the end, that faint light was able to illuminate everything around, although it was only a vague outline.

Those spots of light flashed one after another, and finally bloomed like flower buds. A faint blue light was projected from each petal, and the pollen jumped in the blue light.

Even though Chunjing was well-informed, she was still speechless after being shocked by the sudden beauty in front of her eyes.

They are now in an extremely narrow corridor, and people who are a little fatter can't squeeze in.Chun Jing looked back, the steps she came to looked like a road leading directly to the underworld, and the wind came up from below.He couldn't help shivering, and then looked left and right. There was only a finger gap between his shoulder and the wall two steps left and right, and a fatter person would never be able to walk up.

"Let's go." Jiudieyun looked at the changing expression on Chunjing's face, a little pleased, he turned around and continued to walk forward.

Following the footsteps of the nine stacked clouds, Chunjing stepped onto the last step. This is a circular terrace with a diameter of five feet. Gardenias in full bloom are planted on the terrace without gaps. Starlight poured down from the huge glazed window, refracted to the mirrors embedded around it, and the mirrors refracted again, illuminating the place brightly.

"How is it? This is the most mysterious terrace here." Jiudieyun spread his hands and introduced proudly.

"These mirrors moved."

Chunjing's expression was solemn, he rubbed his nose, and looked at those mirrors, they should have focused on one place.

He lowered his head and glanced at his feet. He was choked by the dust all the way, but this place was clean, and there was no trace of dirt or uncleanness. Except for his and Jiudieyun's, there was no footprint at all.

Chunjing breathed out a foul breath, like a feather, stepped on the thin petals with his toes, moved the displaced mirrors on the wall, and finally he asked Fluttering to land on the position just now, with his arms folded, quietly And so on.

The starlight poured out, refracted on the mirror, and finally drew a circle about ten feet long with the center of the circle as the midpoint.

"There must be something there."

Chunjing tilted her head and pointed to the middle place and said to Jiudieyun.

"How is it possible? There are no traces of people passing by."

Jiudieyun took a step forward, clung to the nearest gardenia, poked his head to look inside, curled his lips, it was so dense, there was no place to set foot.

Chunjing raised her eyebrows, feeling that Jiudieyun's head was full of paste, and raised her chin, "Didn't you see it just now? Didn't I just do it?"

Jiudieyun looked back at him up and down, and snorted, "That's because you have the ability! There are not many people here who are as capable as you!"

He squatted down, half lying on the ground, trying to look in through the gaps in the flowers, but he was squinted by the dense flowers, and couldn't see anything. He sat down cross-legged, rubbed his eyes, tears flowed out.

"Not much, but there is, isn't it?" Chunjing squatted down, lifted his chin, looked into his tearful eyes, frowned slightly, took out a Supa from his cuff and wiped it for him, "It's okay, pollen got in my eyes."

Jiudieyun looked at him with a blushing heart, opened his mouth, and muttered, "Then what can you put!"

Chunjing took a deep breath, stood up, looked at the large flower field in front of her, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's a person, maybe it's a corpse, go and have a look, and you'll know."

He pursed his lips, stepped lightly on the flowers and leaped to the place under the starlight. He took a deep breath and sneezed with his mouth open. There was only the smell of gardenias, nothing else.

What is hidden under the flowers and leaves?

He frowned and lowered his waist, picked up a blue ropa from inside, with the word Su embroidered on it.

Chunjing's pupils shrank slightly.This is his sister's handkerchief!

"What did you find?" Jiudieyun called him from a distance.

Chun Jing shook her head, "No."

He put the veil against his chest, turned over and fell back to Jiudieyun.

From a distance, Jiudieyun only saw him put a handkerchief in his arms, blushed, and thought happily, "He actually put it next to his body!"

"What's wrong with you? Your face is so red, is there something uncomfortable?" Chun Jing turned her head to see the blush on Jiudieyun's face, and asked worriedly.

Jiudieyun touched his face, and it was really hot. He coughed, "I don't see anything! You said the mirror was moved, but the flowers have not been moved! If you put something, don't crush the flowers Already!"

Chunjing didn't explain, just said, "You said you got that withered gardenia from Mo Weizhe?"

Only then did Jiudieyun remember that he secretly hid Mo Weizhe's flowers, he hurriedly grabbed Chunjing's sleeve, and said, "By the way, when will you help me return it secretly, he must not know!"

Seeing Chunjing nodded, Jiudieyun smiled and let go.

Looking at the beam of refracted light, Chun Jing asked Jiu Die Yun, "Mo Wei Zhe doesn't belong to any school, and his ability is outstanding, so does he also know how to practice spells?"

Jiudieyun pouted and nodded, thinking for a while, "Maybe, it seems that there is no one who doesn't know how to cook. He can even cook! It's just that no one has eaten it. I think it's exaggerated! How could it be?" Someone knows everything, unless he is a god! If Xiaozhe is a god? How could he come to Yunliang Pavilion? He must be hired by the king as a national teacher!"

Chunjing ignored Jiudieyun's whimsical thoughts, and said solemnly with her chin in her hand, "Mo Weizhe must have been here before, otherwise how could there be gardenias?"

Jiudieyun felt that he had instilled such a wrong idea into Chunjing, and he defended Mo Weizhe, saying, "It's not a special product in our Yunliang Pavilion, it may be picked from other places, or it may be from other places. Who gave it to me, anyway, there are many possibilities!"

He looked up at the sky, and stretched out his hand to hold Chunjing's arm, "You've finished watching, let's go back, or we will be finished if Brother Xue catches us!"

After leaving Zenith and returning to the elegant building of Yunliang Pavilion, Chunjing felt as if he had passed away, he broke away from Jiudieyun's hand, "Go back first, I'll go find Mo Weizhe."

Jiudieyun took his hand again, clenched it tightly, and begged with staring eyes, "Don't, you go back to the room with me first, and return the things for me."

Chunjing kept the withered gardenia in her sleeve, and pushed open the door of the room that was not covered by Mo.

Mo Weizhe, who was working on a book, looked up at him for a while, then lowered his head again, and said calmly, "Xiao Jiu took you up there."

Chun Jing froze for a moment, and frowned, "You know?"

Could it be that his every move is under his surveillance?

Mo Weizhe put down the pen, blew on the ink on the paper, rolled it up and put it in a roll on the side, without raising his head the whole time, and said straight to the point, "You have the fragrance of gardenias all over your body! I don't want to know, it's hard !"

Chun Jing raised her arms, wrinkled her nose and sniffed, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He sat down opposite Mo Weizhe and looked at him seriously, "Have you ever been to the top?"

Mo Weizhe raised his eyebrows and said, "That's the restricted area of ​​Yunliang Pavilion."

"Then why do you have..." Chunjing opened her mouth to talk about the withered flower, but remembered what Jiudieyun said before leaving, bit her lip and stopped.

Seeing that he was halfway speaking, Mo Weizhe couldn't help raising his head, "What?"

"It's nothing." Chunjing licked his lips, shook his head, changed the subject, and said, "You know everything, do you know what's hidden there?"

"do not know."

Chunjing narrowed his eyes, and shot suddenly, Mo Weizhe didn't seem to notice, seeing Chunjing's curse was about to fall on him, Mo Weizhe tilted his head slightly, as if he was lucky to dodge.

Just when Chunjing was a little annoyed and was about to try again, Mo Weizhe suddenly opened his mouth. He took a deep breath and said to Chunjing earnestly, "Don't you know that you are not allowed to use spells in Yunliang Pavilion? ? Don’t always challenge Yichixue’s bottom line, except for Jiudieyun, he is equally strict with everyone, and if he makes a mistake, he will be punished.”

Chunjing withdrew his hand in embarrassment, swallowed a mouthful of spit, and picked up the topic, "You understand?"

"It's just fur." ​​Mo Weizhe shrugged.

"Then why didn't you say it?" Chunjing couldn't help shouting, and after finishing speaking, he felt a little regretful and raised his hand to signal Mo Weizhe not to say anything, just said, "Well, I didn't ask!"

Looking at the frank Chunjing, Mo Weizhe smiled lightly, put down his busy work, and asked him, "Why are you so interested in it?"

"No reason, I have a supernatural curiosity about things I don't know." Chunjing tilted her head and looked sloppy at him, and then thought about it again, "By the way, I'll ask you about Chuyang again!"

Mo Weizhe frowned, then slowly relaxed, "You tell me, as long as I know."

Chun Jing took a deep breath, "I checked the files of the Ministry of Household Affairs, Chuyang's age column is zero, according to my understanding, he should have died after landing. But after the word pawn, there is There was a period of life until two years ago."

"There is such a thing?" Mo Weizhe suddenly widened his eyes, looking at Chunjing in disbelief.

Chun Jing looked at him suspiciously, "You don't know?" Since he said that Chu Yang had no acquaintances in Wangcheng except him, how could he not even know this?

"Where do I know?" Mo Weizhe rubbed his chin, lowered his head and pondered for a while, then asked Chunjing with wide eyes, "Is it an impostor, or is it resurrected from the dead?"

Chunjing raised her eyebrows, "Here, who has the ability to bring people back from the dead?"

"Come here!" Mo Weizhe raised his voice and shouted, Xiaocha gently pushed open the door, and waited at the door, "Xiaocha, go down and ask Mr. Cuerye to come up."

Xiaocha nodded and backed out.

Mo Weizhe said, "In Yunliang Pavilion, Zhuye has the best medical skills, maybe he can help you."

Chunjing stared at Mo Weizhe, since there was her sister's handkerchief on the roof, it meant that Xianxi did live here before that, and probably lived here under the name of Chu Yang, so Mo Weizhe It is impossible not to know his details!