Master is a white moonlight

In the early morning of the next day, strings of crystal dewdrops hung on the leaves, and each dewdrop rolled down the leaf tips into the soil.

The morning sun broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the dewdrops, reflecting a gorgeous dazzling light.

All things in the sky woke up overnight.

Last night, Leng Yizhen slept soundly, and it was already time to wake up.

Last night, I had a long, long dream. Leng Yizhen dreamed that he had returned to the first space, and returned to Shen Han's side again.

In the dream, Leng Yizhen didn't remember his life experience, and still regarded Shen Han as his most respected and beloved master as before.

Leng Yizhen lay on Shen Han's lap, and the two of them sat in front of the gate together.Looking at the rolling hills not far away, listening to the sound of "tick" rolling rain on the eaves.

What the two of them talked about, Leng Yizhen can't remember clearly, only remember talking about some things about schoolwork.

The Shen Han in the dream is not the treacherous official who forced the palace to seize the throne, let alone his father-killing enemy.

Shen Han's embrace was like a safe haven, allowing Leng Yizhen to let go of all his guard.No need to pretend to be strong anymore, let alone face the bloody storm alone.

Half awake and half asleep, Leng Yijiao found a warm embrace.She trembled her thick and slender eyelashes, and snuggled greedily into this embrace, her brows that were originally tightly furrowed also relaxed.

Opening his eyes again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the golden sunlight overflowed into the palace through the window.

What came into view was a familiar face, a woman in a crescent white robe was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, looking at herself quietly.

"You...why..." Leng Yijiao backed away in fright, pointed at the person in front of him with trembling fingertips, and was speechless for a while in fear.

Leng Yizhen quickly took a look around the wheelchair, but fortunately, there was a shadow of this person.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?!" Zhu Hua stayed by the bed, waiting for Princess Feng Yi to wake up.

But Princess Fengyi's weird behavior really shocked Zhu Hua a lot.

"..." Leng Yizhen's almond eyes were full of fear, his arms hugged his knees tightly, and he leaned against the innermost side of the big bed, his heart seemed to be jumping to his throat Eye.

Leng Yijiao remembered very clearly that just the night before last, he had pierced Xuan's heart with a dagger, and watched Xuan's disappearance in his arms.

Just like the black feather at the beginning, after disappearing, there is only a "plum blossom nail" transformed from a white bone.

Why, after only a short day, did this man come back to life again?

"Let's all back down." Shen Han looked at Leng Yijiao with a calm expression, and waved slightly to the maids in the palace.

"Here." Zhu Hua led all the servants in the palace to bow and salute, and exited Shaohua Hall with their heads bowed.

After all the maidservants left, only Leng Yijiao and Shen Han were left in the bedroom.

"Are you afraid of being a teacher?" Shen Han looked at Leng Yikan with a calm expression, and asked for a long time.

"Who are you?!" Leng Yijiao asked courageously, trying to keep calm.

"Don't you even recognize him as a teacher?" Shen Han looked at Leng Yikan quietly, with endless sadness overflowing from her amber eyes,

"I don't want to play guessing games with you anymore." Leng Yizhen was slightly angry, and raised her voice, "Get out now!"

"Xian'er, I'm Shen Han."

When Leng Yizhen heard the word "Shen Han", he was obviously taken aback, and his originally vigilant gaze softened a lot in an instant.

Yes, this person is Shen Han!

Judging from the tone and tone of his speech, as well as his legs that cannot move freely due to old illnesses, this person is undoubtedly Shen Han.

"Get out!" Leng Yizhen pointed at the door of the hall, as if he had lost his patience, "I don't want to see you again!"

"What if it's Mo Yu instead?" Shen Han asked coldly, "Don't you want to see her, too?"

"Mo Yu." Leng Yizhen whispered the name that he hadn't called for a long time, and slowly withdrew his arm pointing to the entrance of the hall.

"As expected, Jian'er still cares about Mo Yu the most." Shen Han smiled bitterly, and the sadness in his eyes became even more serious.

"I don't care about anyone!" Leng Yizhen suddenly raised his head to look at Shen Han, and retorted word by word, "I hate you, every one of you."

"I guess it's because I'm still drunk." Shen Han said calmly, turning the wheelchair with both hands, and slowly turned sideways, "Master, I'll send someone to bring me some sober medicine right now."

Shen Han pushed the wheelchair with both hands, and walked slowly towards the entrance of the hall, still not forgetting to say, "Xian'er Ding Haosheng will drink the sober medicine, don't be afraid of hardship."

After Shen Han left, Leng Yizhen's tense nerves finally relaxed, and the knuckles of his fingers hidden in the quilt turned white unconsciously.

Shen Han was obviously in the first space, why did he suddenly return to the third space?

Although Leng Yijiao and Shen Han originally belonged to the first dimension, how could they go to other dimensions without the help of the pill?

But Meiman clearly told herself that there were only two pills, and she had already given them to herself.

A light flashed in Leng Yizhen's eyes suddenly, and a bold conjecture popped up in his mind: Shen Han and Meiman are probably old friends, and the two teamed up to deceive themselves?

As for the "Plum Blossom Nail", or the "Soul Fixation Nail", Shen Han probably wanted it himself.

However, all of this is Leng Yikan's speculation. Whether the facts are really what Leng Yikan thinks needs to be further confirmed.

Taking advantage of no one around, Leng Yizhen planned to take out the "plum blossom nails" hidden under the pillow earlier for safekeeping.

As a result, there was nothing under the pillow, nothing.

"This...how is this possible!" Leng Yiluo frowned, and then lifted Luo Qun beside her.After searching carefully, there is still nothing.

Leng Yizhen clearly remembered that this "plum blossom nail" was hidden under his pillow, how could it disappear? !

Just when Leng Yizhen was in a daze, Zhu Hua led a group of maidservants back to Shaohua Palace.

"Your Highness, why is this servant not happy looking at you?" Cui Zhu held a wooden comb and combed Princess Feng Yi's long hair carefully.

"Is there?" Leng Yizhen sat in front of the dressing table, looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and forced a smile.

Leng Yizhen likes Cuizhu's lively temperament, unlike Zhu Hua and Biyu's overly calm and restrained personality.

"Back to Your Highness, a little bit." Cuizhu smiled and replied softly.

"By the way, when did the high priest come back?" Leng Yijiao said, his eyes lingering between the rows of beaded hairpins on the dressing table.

He reached out and took a gold hairpin inlaid with only one white pearl, and handed it to the maidservant beside him.

The maid hurriedly took it with both hands, and bowed to salute.

"Last night at Haishi, the high priest came back." Cuizhu said excitedly, unable to hide her admiration, "The high priest was sent by the gods to protect our land, those thieves really ate the bear's heart and leopard guts!"

"What did the high priest say after he returned to the palace?" Leng Yijiao frowned slightly and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, feeling too much doubt in his heart.

"Back to Your Highness, the high priest has never given any orders." Cuizhu lowered her head, hesitating to speak, "It's just..."

"Just what?" Leng Yijiao turned to look at Cuizhu at the side, and asked hastily.

"The high priest's legs were seriously injured and he couldn't move freely."

"Did the High Priest say why her legs were injured?" Leng Yijiao turned his head while talking, inevitably feeling a little nervous.

"It is said that he was injured by an assassin." Cuizhu thought for a while, and told Princess Fengyi the news she heard from Biyu.

Hearing this, Leng Yizhen's brows that were slightly frowning became even tighter.

Why did Shen Han cooperate with him in lying? !

..........

In Xushi, in Tianyi Hall.

Shen Han sat quietly in the wheelchair alone, looking at the bright moon outside the window with a calm expression.

She was dressed in an ivory white robe, and her black hair hung down her back.The silver moonlight overflowed the ground, falling on Shen Han's long hair and side face.

On the wooden table beside him, two nails with dried blood still lying quietly on the table.

Shen Han turned sideways, picked up one of the soul-fixing nails with one hand, and looked down.

"Xuanqi, you still lost." Shen Han looked down at the soul-fixing nail in his hand, and a winner's smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That smile was beautiful, but it looked extraordinarily charming and sinister under the moonlight, which made people shudder.

Suddenly there was an inadvertent movement outside the palace door, Shen Han frowned slightly, his eyes were still looking at the bright moon outside the window, and he said leisurely, "Come in."

A sound of fast-moving steps sounded beside his ears, followed by a "plop", and guard Huo knelt down on one knee.

"This subordinate is incompetent!" Guard Huo clasped his fists and buried his head very low, "I hope the High Priest will forgive me!"

"Forget it, get up." Shen Han said indifferently, with a cold voice, "The big wedding is coming, and it is not easy to see blood in the palace."

"Thank you, High Priest, for your kindness!" The guard Huo stood up after receiving the order, and stood where he was respectfully.

"General Chen, is there any news?"

"Report to the High Priest." Huo's guard replied respectfully, "According to the High Priest's order, I have sent people to deliver the news quickly, but General Chen insisted on returning to Beijing."

"..." Shen Han's amber eyes sank instantly, and he said for a long time, "Okay, you step back."

"Here!" Bodyguard Huo bowed and bowed his head, turned and retreated.

After Guard Huo left, the entire dormitory returned to dead silence again.

Shen Han picked up the other soul-fixing nail from the table, and put the two soul-fixing nails together in his palm.

"The two of you belong to this priest, so you should obediently obey this priest's words. Why bother to compete with this priest for this body." Shen Han lowered his beautiful eyebrows, and a murderous look suddenly flashed in his eyes, coldly He said coldly, "Don't expect extravagant things that shouldn't belong to you!"