"Chengzhi, do you really want to know where I have been for the past three years?"

She asked him to present his expression, which was equivalent to admitting his identity in disguise.

Fenghua asked word by word, raising her long and thick eyelashes, and the pair of beautiful eyes under the eyelashes appeared with an extremely cold and fine light.

Wei Zhang had never seen her look like this.

His Mei Niang has always been gentle, how could she have become so cold?

Wei Zhang was stunned for a moment.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, and after a moment of silence, said, "I want to know." ”

No matter what she has become now, in his heart, she is still Mei Rouge.

This will not change in this life and this life.

A faint light appeared in Fenghua's eyes, like an inextinguishable spark above the dome, and the voice seemed to come from a distant place, and then fell leisurely in Wei Zhang's ears: "Chengzhi, I have always been in the Mei Mansion, but no one can see it, but now...... I am back. ”

Even the breath that blew through his ears was ghostly.

Wei Zhang's heart tightened.

She's been in the Plum Mansion all along, but no one can see her, but now she's back.

…… What do you mean?

Wei Zhang suddenly remembered something.

Mei Mansion caught fire, confirmed that she was dead, and found the blackened and withered corpse, he returned to Jiangnan to personally erect a tombstone for her, and then took the time to go back every year to take a look.

When I went back in the second year, I listened to the local people in Jiangnan chatting and saying that the plum house was ...... Haunted.

Wei Zhang's eyes suddenly changed.

Don't......

"Mei Niang, you ......"

Although his expression changed slightly, Wei Zhang's eyes did not show much panic and fear.

He slowly raised his hand, as if to caress the woman's cheek, which slid slightly like ink and green silk.

The gaze is squinting.

Not far away, upstairs on the second floor of the backyard of the rouge shop, the boy stood by the window.

He was wearing a light blue shirt, his figure was as slender as a beautiful green bamboo, and he was holding a cup of white porcelain teapot, but his hand was more crystal like snow than white porcelain.

The young man's eyelashes drooped slightly, and the light of pale gold shredded on the eyelashes in the sunlight obscured a look of unknown meaning in the eyes of the pale silver pupils.

Wei Celadon looked at the tea cup in his hand, and then raised his eyes condescendingly at the two people who were very close under the tree in the backyard not far away, and thought seriously and seriously:

Do you want to spill this glass of water?

……

Fenghua didn't look over, took a half step back slightly, and dodged Wei Zhang's hand.

Let Wei Zhang hold her shoulder, the right is to fulfill the original owner's wish.

If he touches him again, it is estimated that someone will be jealous and go crazy.

Small vinegar is pleasant, big vinegar hurts the body.

It's hard to coax.

Wei Zhang's hand fell into the air and stiffened in mid-air, "Mei Niang doesn't even want me to touch it now." ”

He chuckled to himself.

Fenghua's tone was faint and found a reason: "Chengzhi, no, Lord Zhongcheng, you are no longer the former Weizhang, but Wei Wei's husband." ”

Wei Zhang was dumbfounded and speechless for a while.

……

The young man standing by the window lightly put down the tea cup in his hand.

As soon as the backyard door opened, someone hurriedly broke in, shouting Wei Zhang's name all the way: "My lord, my lord, it's not good, it's not good......"

Wei Zhang frowned, turned around and saw that it was his personal attendant, and changed to a deep tone from Lord Zhongcheng: "What's the matter of panicking?" ”

The chief attendant ran over, panting and clenching his fists, and said, "My lord, the old lady has a sudden illness, and she is already delirious now, and she is shouting to see you......"