Stealing Heart Pavilion Master Can't Get Away

Although Jin Hua Yuan is a brothel, the backyard is very quiet and elegant, as if isolated from the outside world.

It was night, the shadows of the trees were whirling in the courtyard, and the wind was cold. Sufeng sat in the courtyard and looked at the full moon in the sky with his head on his hands.

Today is the Lantern Festival, how did Mu Ge spend it?I don't know where Fudi is now?

Su Feng rubbed his index finger at the temple, counting the days, after another three or four days, Xuan Jingqi should have found this place, and then he would really be separated from Mu Ge.

As soon as he arrived in Lingnan City, he ordered people to disclose the news that he was in Lingnan to Xuan Jingqi. He knew that Xuan Jingqi would find him when he found out.

The cold wind was blowing his silver hair, and there was a trace of loneliness on his fairy-like face. Qingyun came from outside and stood beside him, and said to him: "Pavilion Master, a letter from Kyoto has just been delivered."

"En." Sufeng stretched out his hand to take the letter in Qingyun's hand, and touched Qingyun's hand with his slender and slender fingers, and his fingers were cold.

Sensing Sufeng's cold temperature, Qingyun frowned worriedly, looked at Sufeng and said with concern: "There is a light in the room, the pavilion master should go back to the room to have a look."

Su Feng didn't speak, but stood up and went back to the room.

The room was indeed lit with lights, and it was very warm, the charcoal fire in the stove was burning very well, and the brass wisps of empty crane censer on the table beside the bed wafted from the incense burner, but Sufeng could not smell any smell.

Su Feng sat down by the bed and opened the letter in his hand, staring at it intently, then took a long time to look away from the letter, looking deeply at the incense burner, as if thinking.

The cigarette curled up, and Su Feng's face was unreal, as if he frowned, and relaxed for a while.

According to the letter, Xuan Jingqi left on the third day after Sufeng left the capital. Five days later, King Duan was imprisoned for corruption and bribery, colluding with officials in secret, and ten days later he was sentenced to be demoted to the common people, and he would never be allowed to set foot in the capital. .

Su Feng was a little confused as to why Mu Ge chose this time to attack King Duan, but he guessed that it was because King Duan violated a certain taboo of Mu Ge.

What he still didn't understand was that the letter also said that after dealing with King Duan's matter, Mu Ge left the capital in the name of parading in micro-services. He didn't know why Mu Ge did this. Looking for him, but this is not like what Mu Ge would do.

Because he couldn't figure out some things, he felt a little troubled, but he was always the kind of person who didn't think about things that he couldn't understand, so he didn't think about it for a long time, so he stopped thinking about it.

The charcoal fire in the furnace made a "crackling" sound, splashing sparks, Sufeng got up and picked up the stove hook to play with the charcoal fire, and asked Qingyun: "Is there any news from the flute?"

He has been in Lingnan City for five days, but he still hasn't seen Fudi coming. He also feels a little worried, afraid that Fudi will lose his sense in rushing to find Qingyuan, and encounter some danger.

Qingyun refilled the cup with tea, when Sufeng asked him suddenly, he put down the blue and white porcelain pot, and said, "No, I asked Aunt Shan in Jinhuayuan during dinner time, and she also said that Mr. Ye has never been to Jinhuayuan."

After speaking, seeing that the furnace hook in Sufeng's hand had not been moved in the charcoal fire for a long time, and the part in the charcoal fire had been burned red, he worriedly said: "Pavilion Master, can you send someone to check the whereabouts of Young Master Ye? "

"No need, wait another two days." Sufeng loosened the already hot stove hook, sat down at the table and took a sip of tea.

He understands the habit of playing the flute. Although he looks unrestrained, he does things delicately and properly. Now that he has not given him a letter, there must be something that has stumbled his feet, or something may have happened.

Sufeng thought, if the former is the possibility, finding him now may cause him trouble, let's wait for two more days to see, he feels that it is not easy to come up with an accident with the skill of playing the flute. much worry.

What to think about now is how to deal with Xuan Jingqi, how to help Mu Ge after entering the Xuan Dynasty, and how to empty the power of Xuan Dynasty?These are all things that he wants to think about, and it takes some thought.

He still has more than four years to live. Four years is neither long nor short, but it really takes more thought to hollow out a court.

It was late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, he told Qingyun to go back to rest, Qingyun walked out and closed the door.

Seeing the bright moon outside, Sufeng walked to the window and opened it, a gust of cold wind blew into the room, the heat wave surged, and the temperature in the room dropped a little.

The moon tonight is very round and bright, with silvery moonlight spreading between the sky and the earth, and the shadows of the trees in the yard are whirling and swaying with the wind.

Su Feng stood by the window, still wearing a moon-white gown, with silver hair dancing in the wind, quietly looking at the full moon in the sky.

Such a beautiful moon, such a quiet night, can you watch this piece of sky with me and enjoy this full moon together.

Maybe in this lifetime, I will never have the opportunity to enjoy the full moon with you again, Mu Ge, will you forget me?

It is said that by the window of the Yingke Jutian house thousands of miles away in Lingnan City, there stood a man in blue clothes.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, and his hands behind his back clenched into fists.

Ye Sufeng, just wait for me, I will let you know the consequences of abandoning me, and I will let you know what it feels like.