Dongyuan.


    Listening to the sad flute sound, Yan Mo flashed heartache and self blame in her eyes.


    He hurt her after all


    Beiyuan.


    "Who is playing the flute?"


    Suddenly came the sound of flute. Qin Fang stopped and listened carefully.


    "Who else, besides our princess, is there only the ghost princess in the palace?"


    Speaking of Liangsheng, a touch of jealousy flashed in his face and eyes.


    "What a sad song. People want to cry."


    Qin Fang raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes.


    Glancing at the sad Qinfang on his face, he drew Mian Leng hum, "you have more thoughts."


    Listening to the plaintive flute sound, Feng Si Luan frowned and looked puzzled, "come on, go and check the relationship between the two people for the palace?"


    "Yes, I''ll go now."


    When Hua Mian heard the speech, he immediately lost his broom and ran out.


    It''s easier for her to ask for information than to clean the house.


    When Hua Mian ran out, Qin Fang returned to her senses and frowned with some chagrin.


    This painting cotton is the best at cheating and playing tricks. Now, when is she going to do so much work alone.


    Back mountain.


    The sound of the flute gradually stopped. Liang Sheng closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.


    A transparent figure floated out of the icy Jade Flute, looked at the tears in the corners of Liang Sheng''s eyes, flashed a touch of heartache in his blood burning eyes, sighed, carefully picked up Liang Sheng and flew down the mountain.


    "Where''s the princess?" When binglan in the distance saw the empty trunk, "whoosh" stood up.


    Looking at the shocked binglan, Yinger also stood up nervously, "not there..."


    The voice stopped suddenly, and the Yinger''s face turned pale.


    "Wasn''t it there just now? Why did it disappear for a while?" Yinger was so anxious that she almost cried.


    "What are you waiting for? Go find it."


    Binglan said and ran down the mountain. The warbler also hurried to follow.


    They stumbled all the way down the back mountain. Yinger wanted to find Jiang Yi, but was stopped by binglan.


    "Go back to Nanyuan first and see if the princess is there. If not, it''s not too late to find housekeeper Jiang and the prince."


    "Yes."


    Yinger nodded. They hurried to Nanyuan and hurried into the house. When they saw Liang Sheng Haosheng lying in bed, they were finally greatly relieved.


    "Great. The princess has gone back to the house."


    Looking at the cool Sheng sleeping on the bed, Yinger wept with joy.


    Bing LAN glanced at Yinger angrily and said in a low voice, "keep your voice down. Don''t quarrel with the princess."


    Binglan said and went to the bedside to tuck in the quilt corner for Liangsheng before pulling Yinger out.


    "Sister binglan, when did you say the princess returned to the house? Why didn''t we see it?"


    The warbler raised her head suspiciously, looking very confused.


    Looking at Yinger''s confused little appearance, binglan hooked her lips and rubbed the top of her hair.


    "The princess''s cultivation is profound. It''s not surprising that we can''t compare with her. It''s not surprising that we haven''t seen it."


    The blood inflammation floating on the corridor, listening to the conversation between binglan and Yinger, flashed a touch of interest in his eyes.


    It''s two interesting girls. The most rare thing is that they don''t have a bad heart.


    The light of the eyes swept through the North Garden, and the blood was burning, and the corners of the lips aroused a trace of evil smile.


    Beiyuan.


    "Princess." Hua Mian hurried back.


    Seeing Hua Mian coming back, Feng Si Luan immediately said anxiously, "how, what can you hear?"


    Hua Mian shook his head and sighed, "except for housekeeper Jiang, there is only one mute cook in the ghost palace. Don''t say to answer questions. She can''t even understand what slaves and maidservants ask."


    Speaking of the cook Su, she was angry. She said there for a long time. She was stunned and didn''t respond. At last, she found out that the cook was a mute and wasted so much of her tongue.


    Feng Si Luan frowned, and the face she had expected turned black immediately.


    Seeing this, Hua Mian said again, "although the maidservant didn''t hear about their relationship, she knows one thing. The princess will be happy to hear it."


    Feng Si Luan raised her eyebrows, "tell me."


    With a smile in her eyes and eyebrows, Hua Mian came to Feng Si Luan''s ear and whispered, "just now, the maid went to Nanyuan and found that the Lord and the princess didn''t live together."


    Feng Si Luan''s eyes brightened instantly, and the fundus of his eyes jumped with excitement.


    If she doesn''t live together, she will have a great chance. It''s a pity that she can''t enter Dongyuan, otherwise she can take Yan Mo disaster tonight.


    Just when Feng Si Luan was secretly happy, a sudden overcast wind blew out the lights and candles in the room.


    "Ah..."


    HuaMian immediately shouted in fear.


    Feng Si Luan was not much afraid at first. When he was called by painted cotton, his soul almost flew away. He patted his chest and immediately shouted, "what''s the name? It''s just that the wind blew out the candle. It''s not fast to light it again."


    "Yes..."


    Painting Mian swallowed her saliva, trembled and felt the fire fold from her arms. With a gentle blow, she was about to come forward and light the fire.


    But it was another work of the dark wind. The hand of Hua Mian trembled like chaff, and suddenly a dark shadow crossed her eyes.


    "Ah..."


    Another scream sounded, frightening Feng Si Luan and Qin Fang again.


    Hua Mian couldn''t care less about lighting the light, and the fire fold in his hand didn''t know where to fly for a long time. He just trembled and kept reading, "ghost... Ghost..."


    "Pa..." a loud slap rang out.


    Feng Si Luan glared at Hua Mian angrily, "what ghost is not a ghost? If you scare people again, the palace will cut your tongue."


    Hua Mian was so frightened that she knelt down immediately, grabbed Feng Si Luan''s skirt and said in horror, "princess, there is really a ghost. The maid and servant just saw it..."


    "Dare to talk nonsense..."


    "Pa......" before Feng Si Luan finished his words, he got a slap on his face.


    For a moment, two groups of anger sprang up in Feng Si Luan''s eyes.


    "I dare to fight back against you. I don''t want to kill you today."


    Feng Si Luan said, lifting her sleeves and greeting HuaMian mercilessly.


    "The princess was wronged. The maidservant didn''t fight back, really..."


    Listening to the wailing sound of painted cotton, Qin Fang''s eyes flashed.


    Although this painting is usually bold, it doesn''t dare to beat the princess. There must be some misunderstanding.


    Qin Fang''s body trembled at the thought of the ghost that had been shouting in the mouth of Hua Mian. She immediately came forward and wanted to persuade him, but she heard a "bang".


    Feng Si Luan went straight forward and bumped into the corner of the table in front. It seemed that someone had kicked her hard.


    "Well, you two are really opposite."


    The sharp pain on her forehead made Feng Si Luan want to kill people. She swung the round stool and smashed it at Qin Fang.


    After being hurt, Qin Fang immediately knelt down and shouted injustice.


    "Princess, I didn''t do anything just now. Please believe me..."


    Feng Si Luan said coldly, "who are you? Are there really ghosts?"


    Feng Si Luan raised her foot and kicked Qin Fang.


    The blood inflammation floating in the air, looking at the three people in a group, secretly smiled and said hello to Feng Si Luan.


    "Ah..."


    "Princess, spare your life..."


    Listening to the screams and begging for mercy, Xueyan drifted away in a good mood.


    Dongyuan, Yan Mo disaster suddenly looked cold.


    Unexpectedly, he was found when he came, and Xueyan floated down from the air.


    "Is that you?"


    Yan Mo was surprised to see the blood inflammation.


    "You really recovered your memory."


    Xueyan sat lazily in front of Yan Mo disaster.


    Yan Mo''s eyes flashed, and a bitter smile came from the corners of his lips. "What about you, why are you still the same?"


    Smelling the speech, Xueyan also smiled bitterly, "why don''t you buy me a drink?"


    "Wait."


    Yan momai left the room and soon came in with two jars of wine.


    Soon they drank one bowl of you and one bowl of me.


    "Sorry about that year." Xueyan looked at Yan Mo disaster dimly, and his eyes were full of self blame.


    If it hadn''t been for him, Xiao Si''er wouldn''t have had an accident, and he wouldn''t have died saving Xiao Si''er.


    Yan Mo said, "sorry, what, I''m not for you?"


    Xueyan smelled the speech and smiled vaguely.


    "Are they all right?"


    Yan Mo hung her eyes and crossed her eyes with a touch of missing.


    Xueyan slightly paused, then raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Mo, "except for Xiao Si''er, no one is bad."


    Suddenly, Yan Mo''s heart suddenly picked up, and the liquor in his throat became extremely bitter.


    Looking at Yan Mo''s disaster with pale face, his blood burning eyes flashed lightly, "why do you do this to Xiao Si''er? You should know her heart for you."


    Hearing the speech, Yan Mo''s smile on his lips is more bitter.


    He knows it. That''s why he''s in such pain. If it were only his one-sided decision, it would not be so painful.


    Looking at Yan Mo''s bitter smile on his lips, Xueyan immediately widened his eyes. "You don''t still like Xi girl, do you?"


    Yan Mo''s face turned black and glared at Xueyan angrily.


    "Cough..." knowing that he guessed wrong, Xueyan looked away with some guilt, "then why are you doing this to her?"


    Yan Mo sighed, "you don''t understand."


    "I don''t understand when you say it." The blood is inflamed to pick the eyebrow, and the appearance of being unwilling to spare.


    Yan Mo''s eyes flashed lightly. After a long time, he hesitated and said, "I, I once married Xi''er."


    Although he no longer likes Xi''er, the matter of ghost marriage is a fact, and he can''t help but care.


    Smelling the speech, Xueyan suddenly had a black line, "what should I be? It turned out to be this. How did the ghost marriage count?"


    "For people in the ghost world, ghost marriage counts." Yan Mo Yan frowned.


    Xueyan turned his eyes. "How about counting? It''s all a matter of how long. Not to mention the reincarnation of Xi girl, even if you are reborn, you have long been not hell. You are now Yan Mo disaster. Who can''t love? You can''t think of it by yourself."


    Yan Mo''s eyes flashed lightly, but he didn''t say anything.


    Xueyan didn''t say more. It''s useless to say more about some things. You need to understand them yourself.


    After that, neither of them spoke. They drank with their heads down. Soon, both of them were drunk.


    Early the next morning, Jiang Yi stumbled into Dongyuan.


    "Lord, Lord..."


    Hearing the knock on the door, Yan Mo raised his eyes in confusion and shook his confused head.


    "Come in." A low voice, a dark hoarse with a hangover.


    Jiang Yi immediately pushed the door in and hurriedly said, "the great event of the prince is bad, and the princess is gone."