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It didn't take long for him to close his eyes again before dawn. When Lin Zijuan woke up, he felt that he might have had a false sleep, and he didn't feel any relief from his fatigue. If he continued like this, he would suffer from a nervous breakdown sooner or later.

Lin Ziqian rubbed against the pillow, glanced at Hua Zhai out of the corner of his eye, and roughly estimated that Hua Zhai's weight would not last for a few days.

Still dizzy, Lin Zijuan continued to rest on the bed.

In the afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the room, and Lin Ziyu hurriedly turned into a Jingwei. A moment later, before Hua Zhai could respond, the door was pushed open, and the middle-aged maid who had been supervising Hua Zhai came in.

"Sedna, the prince invites you to the garden."

It was still the daily practice of drinking tea, Hua Zhai responded softly and walked towards the door, Lin Ziyu flew over and landed on Hua Zhai's shoulder.

The middle-aged maid turned around and led the way, and Hua Zhai followed her after a distance.Today, Hua Zhai seemed to be in a good mood. After walking two steps, he felt a little leisurely and poked Lin Zijuan with his hands. Naturally, he was pecked by Lin Zijuan unceremoniously and severely.

Hua Zhai became even more interested, teasing Lin Ziyu all the way.

Lin Ziyu suspected that Hua Zhai might have such a tendency.

When we arrived at the garden, the scenery was as usual, but Feng Ling hadn't appeared yet.

Hua Zhai sat down in a fixed position, and now he finally stopped teasing Lin Ziqian, resting his chin on one hand and enjoying the breeze blowing by.

There is some salty and wet smell of sea water in the wind, the taste is not heavy, not annoying, just novel.

Lin Zijuan flew down from Hua Zhai's shoulder and landed on a nearby flower branch. Looking from his position, Hua Zhai closed his eyes lightly, with a relaxed expression on his face. If he wasn't so terribly thin up and down, he would be just lazy in a floating life. leisurely man.

Today's Feng Ling didn't show up for a long time, and Hua Zhai probably felt a little bored after waiting for a long time, so he hummed softly.

There are no lyrics, only discontinuous tones, and Lin Zijuan can't tell if he knows the song, but it does sound somewhat familiar.

As the sun gradually turned to the west, the middle-aged maid who led Hua Zhai to the garden reappeared. She didn't say anything, but respectfully said that she would take Hua Zhai back to her room, as if the prince's absence today had never happened.

Hua Zhai got up, and when he got up, he sprained a bit. The middle-aged maid subconsciously wanted to help her, but Hua Zhai had already stood up a step ahead of her, and waved her hand to signal the maid to lead the way.

This way Hua Zhai walked staggeringly, although he tried his best to keep his balance, as long as he was not blind, he could see his reluctance.

After finally returning to the room, the maid left, and Hua Zhai walked to the chair step by step while leaning on the wall and sat down.

"Why didn't Feng Ling come?" Lin Ziqian asked after a while.

Hua Zhai looked up at him, "I don't know."

The daily afternoon tea is also an indispensable part. There has been no mistake for several days in a row. Hua Zhai and Feng Ling should have been irresistible to this, but Feng Ling, one of the parties involved, did not come today. ...

The two people's eyes met, and Feng Ling's absence was definitely not just to the extent that he let the pigeons go. It is very necessary to verify what is going on with this abnormality.

"Can you fly with me?" Hua Zhai looked around Lin Ziyu up and down, and pinched Lin Ziyu's figure through the void with his fingers.

Lin Ziqian glanced at him, but shook his head without saying a word.

The white dragon in Zhuge's incarnation can become bigger or smaller as he likes, but the Jingwei in Linzi prison can't change his body shape.According to the size of Lin Ziyu's Jingwei form, he can carry small stones and twigs even if he dies. No matter how light Hua Zhai is, he is a genuine person. It can't be lifted up.

"Then you can only walk with your feet." Hua Zhai walked to Lin Ziyu, stretched out his hand and let Lin Ziyu fly to his arm.

Getting ready, Hua Zhai swaggered open the door, "Let's go wandering..."

In the end, Hua Zhai was stopped before he could even spit out the word "wave". The person who stopped him was a middle-aged maid.

The maid was standing guard at the door, and Hua Zhai bumped into her as soon as she opened the door. The maid's expression was very stiff, she didn't even move her brows, she looked like an old and tough teaching director.

She stared at Hua Zhai coldly, "Sedna, where are you going?"

Hua Zhai shrugged slightly, "Can't I go for a walk?"

"It's already night." The maid didn't budge, and there was a lot of threat in her words, showing no respect to Hua Zhai.

Hua Zhai looked down at the maid.

This scene is actually very interesting. The two of them are fighting together, but they don't feel evenly matched. The maid is not short, but Hua Zhai is a lot taller than her. At first glance, it seems that they are not on the same level.

The maid has a strong figure and a full complexion. She has no fear in the face of the height difference, but when Hua Zhai's eyes fell down, she still trembled unconsciously. Hua Zhai was almost as thin as dry wood, but she was a bit tortured and decadent. Not at all, his remaining aura is still enough to make the maid respond spontaneously when he stands here.

After a few seconds of confrontation, Hua Zhai restrained the evil spirit that was about to rush out of his body, and immediately smoothed the turbulent sea. He even smiled softly and deliberately at the maid, "So what if it's dark? Well, I'll be back anyway...won't I?"

A fine layer of sweat oozed from the maid's forehead. She held on to the flammable situation just now, but facing the smiling Hua Zhai, she involuntarily took a step back.

"The prince disappeared today, and now no one is allowed to leave the castle, including you," said the maid.

"Okay." Hua Zhai clapped his hands and said without sincerity, "It turns out that the prince is missing. I'm very worried. Our wedding will be in three days. I hope nothing goes wrong."

He couldn't tell that he was worried about Feng Ling at all.

The maid's complexion was not very good, and when Hua Zhai turned to go back to the room, she immediately closed the door heavily.

After entering the room, Hua Zhai walked all the way to the window before stopping. He looked out of the window for a moment, "I remembered a story."

Lin Ziyu didn't answer the conversation, and Hua Zhai picked up the topic without paying attention and said, "There is a princess who let her hair fall down in order to meet her lover, and the other party pulls her hair to climb up..."

Lin Ziju asked him with his eyes if he also wanted to follow suit, but although Hua Zhai's hair was long, it was far from the length that could hang from the window to the ground.

Taking advantage of Lin Zi Prison's unpreparedness, Hua Zhai plucked his feathers, "I was thinking how painful it is, and it's a good thing this princess is not bald."

Lin Ziyu: "..."

Hua Zhai withdrew his hand. During this period of time, he was pecked countless times because he was obsessed with masturbating Linzi Prison. Now there is a new cut in his hand, which is especially suitable for his knuckles, with a bit of cruel beauty.

This time, Lin Ziyu didn't show mercy either, the peck was covered with blood, Hua Zhai put the bleeding finger into the mouth and sucked it, and smiled ambiguously at Lin Ziyu: "I choose to jump down with my lover .”

After he finished speaking, he hugged Lin Zijuan tightly and jumped out of the window, and fell straight down facing the ground in a daze.

When Hua Zhai was still one person above the ground, he bent his waist and changed his posture, and landed on both feet smoothly. Except for a shock when he landed, he was not injured at all, and he was as light as a cat.

"Who is your lover?" Lin Zijuan said gloomily.

"Ex-lover." Hua Zhai changed his words as usual, but unfortunately, he was still without sincerity at all.

·

Probably because of Feng Ling's inexplicable disappearance, there was some confusion in the castle, and they could hear some depressing noises standing outside.

Hua Zhai led Lin Zijuan to sneak in quietly to investigate the whereabouts of the fulmars, which surprised Lin Zijuan. He let it go. After all, he is an invisible bird now, but Hua Zhai is so dexterous that it is different from ordinary people. , Feng Chi, who successfully avoided the inspection, touched the castle inside and out without leaving any traces, just like those assassins who came and went without a trace in the book.

This skill is not like a checkpoint skill, but more like his own ability, and he is extremely proficient in doing these sneaky things, he is more experienced than the Zhu Ge he met a few days ago.

After checking the castle, they did not find Feng Ling's whereabouts, and the anxiety of other fulmars did not seem to be fake, Feng Ling really disappeared.

Hua Zhai strolled in the corridor, looked sideways at Lin Zi Prison resting on his forearm, and seemed to mention it unintentionally, "You said that you were locked up in the cell after your illusion yesterday, why don't you take me there now to have a look. "

"Turn left."

"Ok?"

"Didn't you say you were going to the cell?" Lin Zijuan asked suspiciously.

Hua Zhai looked at Lin Zi Prison with unabashed scrutiny, Lin Zi Prison seemed unaware and continued to point the way, and soon led Hua Zhai to the underground cell of the castle.

The cell was empty, without even a guard. Hua Zhai had no oil lamp and walked around in the dark. He checked very carefully, and even the walls were swept inch by inch with his fingertips without carelessness.

The possibility that Feng Ling will be in the cell is too small, but he does not mind spending time here playing tricks. Rather than being cautious, he is giving Lin Zi Prison a not-so-friendly signal—I know you have something to hide from me. , I also know that you have a windfall in the cell, your small actions are nothing more than that.

While they currently have no conflicts, they have never been a partnership.

"Why is there a vent? The vent in this position doesn't seem to be useful." Hua Zhai bent his fingers and tapped on the wall a few times.

"Who knows." Lin Zijuan sneered, "In a few days, you can stuff it in and check it yourself."

·

Leaving from the cell, Hua Zhai brought Lin Zi Prison to the garden. It was very dark now, there was no moon tonight, and it was impossible to appreciate all kinds of flowers and plants in the dark, and it was impossible to see the appearance of the people around.

"Why do you think Feng Ling disappeared?" Hua Zhai asked again in his almost affectionate tone, making it seem like they were just discussing crude suspense dramas at home in a leisurely manner, as if they were not in a crisis.

Lin Ziyu has been automatically immune to this, and it is difficult for Huazhai to spark sparks in his heart, whether it is love or anger.

There are only two possibilities for Feng Ling's disappearance. One is that he hid himself, and the other is involuntary factors. It may be that there are restrictions on the island that they don't know about, or it may be the hand of other passers-by.

But no matter what the possibility is, Fengling's absence from the afternoon tea means that a daily link has been broken. This kind of sign can easily point to a guessing direction - the time reset on the heads of Hua Zhai and Feng Chi This restriction is no longer valid.

Feng Ling may not appear in the garden, and Hua Zhai may not have to go back to the room every day to welcome a new day.

A light ringing of a clock resounded somewhere on the island, and it spread across the entire island in an instant.

This voice is too soft and urgent, but if the breathing is heavy, it may be ignored.

"It's a new day and I'm still here."

Hua Zhai said.