Master is a white moonlight

It was originally a bright moon in the sky, but in the second half of the night, it suddenly rained heavily.

After a while, the raindrops became denser and thicker, as if the Milky Way was pouring down.

Leng Yizhen wore a snow-white coat and leaned against the head of the bed, with his arms around his knees, and the crisp sound of rain rang in his ears.

He tightly held the "plum blossom nail" made of white bones in his hand, trembling uncontrollably.

The bloody dagger was still lying at his feet, and there were still dried dark brown blood stains on the bed sheet and quilt.

The blood-stained lavender robe had been replaced, and was thrown into the charcoal furnace by Leng Yijiao, where it burned to ashes.

Leng Yizhen's mind is very confused now, why is he still alive now?

Leng Yizhen clearly remembered that he committed suicide that year and died in Shen Han's arms.

Shen Han in the first space, Mo Yu in the second space, and Xuan Ling in the third space.What is the relationship between these three people?

If it's all Shen Han's pseudonym, then why did she act in front of her?And why did you bring yourself to the first space?

And what is this "plum blossom nail"?

Now Shen Han has forced the palace for a long time, and Ji Kingdom has been under the control of the high priest for more than ten years.

The sudden disappearance of the high priest will definitely cause turmoil in the court.How to get through the current situation safely, you have to come up with a perfect plan.

Leng Yizhen's frowning brows suddenly relaxed, and a pair of dark almond eyes flashed a light, thinking about it.

"Come here!" Leng Yijiao suddenly yelled at the entrance of the hall, pretending to be panicked, "There are assassins!"

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Chenshi, in Shaohua Hall.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Leng Yizhen let the maids in the palace wash and change her clothes, looking calmly at the withered yellow leaves outside the window.

In just one night, the news that the high priest was assassinated and disappeared out of thin air spread throughout the palace.

Everyone in the palace is in danger and dare not discuss this matter in private.

Leng Yizhen withdrew his gaze from the window, quietly looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and said for a long time, "The assassination of the high priest last night should not be publicized."

"Here!" All the palace servants bowed down and saluted one after another, respectfully saying in unison.

Zhu Hua carefully put a pearl hairpin in his hand on Princess Feng Yi's hair, not daring to take a breath. Today's Princess is obviously different from the past.

There was an inadvertent chill in the pitch-black eyes, and his face was calm and indifferent, making people shudder.

Seeing that the big wedding is approaching, the high priest suddenly disappeared.Such a big change must have had a huge impact on Her Royal Highness, causing her temper to change overnight.

"Zhu Hua, pass on the order." Leng Yizhen turned slightly sideways, looked at Zhu Hua beside him, and said sternly, "It's the same as before today, and I have something important to announce to the ministers."

"..." Zhu Hua was stunned for a moment, and quickly leaned over to salute, "Here, servant girl, let's pass it on!"

Leng Yizhen turned around and looked at himself in the bronze mirror again, not satisfied with the excessive hairpins in his hair, feeling that it was too cumbersome.

"Go and get a white jade crown." Leng Yizhen frowned slightly, raised his hand and took off the pure gold Phoenix Golden Step Rocker in his hair, and threw it on the dressing table casually.

"Here." The maid bowed and bowed her head, then stepped back.

In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, all the ministers whispered to each other and discussed a lot, causing Leng Yizhen to frown slightly.

"Okay, you don't need to discuss any more." Leng Yizhen sat on a gold-plated dragon chair in a bright yellow robe, and her long light brown hair was all tied up in a white jade crown. "The whereabouts of the high priest are unknown now. There is no king for a day. All the big and small affairs of the court are temporarily under the full responsibility of this palace."

"Do you have any objections?" Leng Yijiao's eyes fell directly on Prime Minister Zuo, with a faint smile on his mouth.

"His Royal Highness, the old minister has no objection." Prime Minister Zuo came out from among the officials, bowed to Princess Feng Yi with a jade plate in both hands, and said respectfully.

"The ministers have no objection!" Seeing that even the Prime Minister had expressed his opinion, the ministers agreed with each other wisely, and said in unison.

"Zhao Shilang." Leng Yijiao's eyes fell on Zhao Shilang in the crowd, and said, "As for the wedding date, let's postpone it for now."

"Here, my minister takes orders!" Zhao Shilang stood up from the crowd when his name was called, bowing respectfully.

"Aiqing, what else do you want to play?" Leng Yizhen asked leisurely, putting his hands on the gilt dragon chair, looking around the hall.

The ministers looked at me one after another, and I looked at you, not knowing what to say.

"Since all the lovers have nothing to do, let's retreat." Leng Yijiao stood up and waved to the officials.

"Your Majesty, I will send you off to Your Highness the Princess!" All the officials, headed by Prime Minister Zuo, bowed and saluted one after another, saying loudly in unison.

After the early court was over, Leng Yijiao went straight back to the Shaohua Palace, locked himself in the palace alone, and did not allow others to set foot.

Leng Yijiao was tired, sleepy, and restless, and every step he took was full of thorns.

Right now, the biggest problem is how to make General Chen submit to him, or maybe simply take back the military power in General Chen's hands.

Half of the military power of Ji State is in the hands of General Chen, and it is not easy to take back the remaining half of the military power.

General Chen, who helped Shen Han to force the palace back then, was called Shen Han's confidant general, who almost lost his life because of Shen Han's life and death.

Although General Chen has been stationed at the border for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be no eyes and ears of General Chen in the palace. The news of the disappearance of the high priest will surely reach General Chen's ears in the future.

I don't know if General Chen will be convinced by the assassin's excuse.

The whole day, Leng Yijiao didn't have any appetite. He only ate half a bowl of rice for lunch, and couldn't eat anything for dinner. With Zhu Hua's good words to persuade him, he reluctantly drank half a bowl of rice porridge.

There was a large table of delicacies, Leng Yijian only took a small dish of green vegetables closest to him, and picked up a few chopsticks.

"Your Highness, do you want to eat crispy cheese?" Seeing that Princess Feng Yi only ate such a small amount of food, Zhu Hua was too worried, so he thought of Fang'er to coax Her Highness to eat more.

"Good Zhu Hua, it's better for you to treat me." Leng Yizhen put down the chopsticks in his hand, tilted his head and forced a smile at Zhu Hua.

Although it is a forced smile, it is better than a sad face all day long, which makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

"His Royal Highness, the high priest Jiren has his own aura, and he will definitely save the day..."

"Zhu Hua, order someone to fetch the crispy cheese." Leng Yijiao interrupted Zhu Hua's words, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared instantly.

"Here, I'll order someone to fetch it now, servant girl." Zhu Hua said in a respectful voice, beckoning to the little maidservant at the side to fetch it.

Late autumn is about to pass, and the palace has long been unprepared for sweets that need to be refrigerated like puff pastry.But because Princess Fengyi likes to eat crispy cheese, the Imperial Dining Room will make a portion every few days.

Coincidentally, the Imperial Dining Room just made a copy today.

Late at night, the crescent moon hangs high, and the stars Robb Galaxy.

In the Hall of Shaohua, Leng Yizhen was wearing a snow-white coat and sitting at the wooden table in front of the window.

There was a bowl of crispy cheese on the table, a pot of Sang Luo wine and a white jade wine glass beside it.

Three dried roses are placed in the center of the pastry, making the pastry extraordinarily white.Because it is made of bovine colostrum, it smells a faint frankincense.

The mellow milk is mixed with the rose fragrance, and the two aromas overlap and linger at the tip of the nose.

He obviously wanted to eat crispy cheese just now, but at the moment he didn't want to eat a bite, so he specially ordered someone to fetch a pot of Sangluo wine.

Leng Yizhen rested his chin on one hand, and looked at the bright moon outside the window with his head slightly tilted.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, tilting far and wide, the silvery moonlight overflowed into the hall through the window, and fell on Leng Yijiao's profile and eyelashes.

The thick eyelashes were plated with a layer of silvery moonlight, casting a small shadow on the eyelids.

His mind is full of Shen Han's figure, which can also be said to be Xuan Ling or Mo Yu.

Now that the time of Hai is past, Leng Yijiao has already dismissed all the maidservants around him, and is drinking alone in the dormitory.

Leng Yijiao reached out again to pick up the white jade jug on the side, and poured the wine into the cups with a "gudong gudong".

One cup after another, Leng Yizhen was not good at drinking, and after only three cups, his head began to feel dizzy.

There was a thin blush unconsciously on the cheeks on both sides, and the color was as tender as a pink lotus.

With a "pop", the white jade wine glass fell to the ground, the clear wine juice splashed and the glass shattered to the ground.

Leng Yizhen lay her entire upper body on the table, looking in the direction of the entrance of the hall with diffuse eyes.

Phantoms began to appear among the golden objects in the hall, Leng Yizhen shook his head, and rubbed his temples vigorously with his fingertips.

"Master, you've hurt.... I'm so miserable..." Leng Yijiao was talking to himself, and the voice that came out had become moist.Crystal clear teardrops flowed from the corners of his eyes, sliding down quietly.

With a "creak", the tightly closed palace door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

As the door of the palace opened, a tall figure appeared at the door.

Qianying was wearing a long white cotton dress, her black hair was hanging down her back, and she was standing at the entrance of the hall with a cane in her right hand.

The moonlight just overflowed on the blue hair of the beautiful figure, and the side face and eyelashes were also dyed with cool silver moonlight.

Shen Han approached Leng Yijiao step by step, but because he was on crutches, his steps were very slow and laborious.

"Xian'er, how much have you drank?" Shen Han stood in front of Leng Yijian, reached out and picked up the white jade wine pot, shook it gently by his ear, and his complexion instantly sank.

"You! Are you a human or a ghost?!" Leng Yizhen suddenly opened a pair of dark almond eyes, looked at the person in front of him in fear, and said in a trembling voice.

Shen Han looked at Leng Yizhen with extremely heartbroken eyes for a while, then turned around and walked towards the entrance of the hall leaning on crutches.

Shen Han summoned a group of palace maids, helped Leng Yizhen to the bed, and waited for Princess Feng Yi to change her clothes and rest.

After Leng Yizhen was completely asleep, Shen Han sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at Leng Yizhen who was curled up on the bed.

"Yi'er, it's not good to be a teacher, and it makes you suffer." Shen Han stretched out his hand to gently caress Leng Yiluo's cheek, his eyes had already become moist.