"Your Majesty, it was Weichen who privately speculated and put you and Niangniang in a crisis. Weichen is guilty, please punish Your Majesty! ”

Yuwen Ye's phoenix eyes raised slightly, glanced at Mo Li, who was kneeling aside, and said lightly: "For the sake of your later heavy damage to the three factions, I don't care about you this time, if there is a next time, I will come and see you!" ”

"Yes!"

"Stand down!"

Mo Li slowly stepped back and turned to leave.

Yu Wenye turned his head to look at Liu Chun on the side, "Xiao Chunzi, what about the queen?" ”

Gonggong Liu took a step forward, lowered his head slightly, and replied: "The old slave met Niangniang just now, the scenery here is good, Niangniang said to go outside, last night Mo Gongzi's people hit the three factions hard, and this is a post station, you don't have to worry." ”

Yu Wenye squinted his eyes slightly and pondered for a while, then nodded, "Hmm......"

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This post station is called Chengnan Post Station, which is the closest official post station to the Holy Mountain Temple, last night, after Yu Wenye was injured, on the way back, he arrived at this post station in almost two hours.

It's just at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by beautiful scenery, and there is a village in front of it, and the fields are green and eye-catching.

A slender figure stood on a mountain col, the breeze blowing in her face, and her beautiful corrugated skirt swaying gently with the wind. The green white jade fingers fell on the jade flute, and with her playing, the melodious sound of the flute spread far away with the wind with great pleasure.

For a long, long time.

The whistle finally stopped.

She put away the jade flute, her beautiful and clear eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was always cold and indifferent, "After listening to it for so long, it's time to show up, right?" ”

As soon as these words fell, a man's low laughter came from a big tree not far away.

Immediately, he jumped down and walked towards her, "What a song, the flute sound is soft and melodious." ”

Feng Jiu Ge turned around, the sun reflected the man's slender figure, not as strong as Yu Wenye's side, but with a touch of elegance, a purple robe added a bit of femininity to him, and the smile on his handsome face was too bright.

Legend has it that the ghost doctor has a gloomy personality and strange behavior, but she doesn't look like it.

"Does Niangniang think that this son is not the same as rumored? Or do you think that this son is the so-called...... Beastly? ”

Feng Jiu Ge slowly retracted her gaze, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyelashes were so long and thick that they covered the fleeting thoughts under her eyes, "This is what Young Master Chu said himself. ”

Chu Mantian chuckled, looked at the jade flute she was holding in her hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Butterfly Shadow Flute? ”

Feng Jiuge's hand holding the jade flute suddenly tightened.

Chu Mantian saw her vigilant expression, and the smile on Jun's face became brighter and brighter, "I just saw him take it once, there is a pair of butterfly shadow flutes in the world, he holds the yang butterfly, and you take the yin butterfly." ”

"You...... Seen 'him'? Feng Jiuge's clear and beautiful eyes, at that moment, seemed to be a shallow layer of water, looking at Chu Mantian, "When have you seen him?" ”

When Chu Mantian heard this, he looked at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not decrease, and the smile became a little evil for a while, "Of course it was before he died...... Why, do you still have the illusion that he is alive? ”

Feng Jiuge's hand holding the jade flute squeezed a little tighter unconsciously......

"Even if he's still alive, so what? Is it possible for you to be with him? Feng Jiuge, you remember, Yu Wenye is a person, what he wants to get, no matter what it is, as long as he wants to, he will try his best to get it, and if he can't get it, he would rather destroy it. And you, just the woman he wants. ”