Nightfall

In the quiet bedroom, the fourth prince suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to touch Nuan Yu. He didn't feel her breath. He lifted the quilt and stood up, looking at the window in front of the window. There was no one there.

During the day, she would usually show up, either drinking tea leisurely, or playing with the flowers and plants in the bedroom, and sometimes going out for a walk holding a red oil-paper umbrella, but at night, she was either in the warm jade, or quietly

Sitting on the couch in front of the window, staring at the sky in a daze, I rarely leave.

The fourth prince pursed his lips, and the panic and uneasiness lingered in his heart again.

He took off the coat hanging behind the screen, put it on himself, and walked outside.

The palace road was silent and the palace lanterns were dim. He avoided the patrolling palace guards and imperial guards and carefully passed through the imperial garden.

At this time, Jingyue Palace was still very lively, with wailing sounds coming from all over the place.

"Father, help, help, it hurts, it hurts, ah!"

Lou Le was rolling on the bed in pain, his face was as pale as a ghost, something seemed to be moving around in his body, and his body was covered with talisman papers, but the cinnabar on them had dimmed, and the talisman papers were crooked and falling off.

On the ground.

The head of the Lou family kept feeding him spiritual power in an attempt to suppress the ghostly energy in him, but unfortunately it had little effect. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes didn't know whether it was worry or anger.

At this moment, Sima Hu, who was on the other couch, suddenly opened his eyes and screamed.

"Master Lou, come and see His Highness the Eighth Prince. How are you doing? Master, the Imperial Physician..."

There was another commotion in the hall.

The head of the Lou family looked exhausted and couldn't care less.

Obviously it is not difficult to get rid of the ghost energy in the Empress, but why can't the ghost energy in the Eighth Prince and Lou Le be eradicated, and they still do all kinds of mischief, torturing them to the point of death.

Master Lou could vaguely calculate that there was a causal line between his son, the Eighth Prince, and the demon concubine in Qionghua Palace, but he never thought that just by getting close there, they could anger the sleeping demon concubine and take revenge.

If his son doesn't tell him, if something happens to the eighth prince, the emperor will definitely not let it go. How will the Lou family gain a foothold in Dongxuan?

Listening to the screams of his son and the eighth prince, the head of the Lou family noticed that the two men were losing their vitality. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and ordered his disciples to put them together, use talismans to immobilize them, and make a hole in their hands.

, let their palms meet and their blood fuse.

He cast out the talisman and used mysterious footwork to combine the two people's special physiques to force out the ghost energy.

Zhen Shan stood in mid-air, wearing a red dress that moved with the wind, looking at the Lou family master with indifferent eyes, like ants on a hot pot, with slender white fingers, surrounded by a group of black mist, driving the ghost energy on the two of them, swallowing

Keeping their vitality alive.

It wasn't until the fates of Sima Hu and Lou Le coincided that Zhen Shan stopped and allowed the head of the Lou family to dispel the ghostly energy from them.

She curled her lips sarcastically, that's right, a bitch should get together at any time, so as not to harm other people.

Wasn't the original good brother jealous that she could legitimately stand beside Sima Hu and get his favor?

Very good, she will fulfill him in this life, let everyone in the world know that he and Sima Hu are a couple, let their beautiful love see the light of day, let's see if they can still be in love this time, without fear of the eyes of the world.

Abandoning reputation and power, we stay together and fly together.

Oh!

Zhen Shan turned around and disappeared into the bedroom into a stream of light.

The people in Jingyue Palace, including the head of the Lou family, didn't know what kind of terrifying being stood above them just now.

As soon as Zhen Shan came out of Jingyue Palace, he met a pair of dark eyes.

She paused, stood on the palace wall, and looked down at the thin boy under the palace wall.

He seemed to have come out in a hurry. He was only wearing a not-so-thick coat. He looked particularly pitiful and weak in the cold night wind. His thin lips were pursed, and his beautiful little face was expressionless as he looked up at her.

, his eyes were calm, but something was rolling in his eyes.

Zhen Shan stood on tiptoe and jumped off the wall, bathed in the moonlight, her red skirt fluttering in the wind, like a fairy stepping down from the sky, her posture graceful and picturesque.

"Why are you here?"

Zhen Shan walked up to him and asked.

The fourth prince looked at her steadily, lowered his eyes for a moment and replied, "I didn't see my sister when I woke up."

Zhen Shan's eyes moved slightly, and without asking him how he knew he was in Jingyue Palace, he said softly: "It's very late, let's go back."

He was silent and nodded, "Okay."

The two of them returned to Shoukang Palace quietly, and no one noticed them when they came back.

"Go to sleep," Zhen Shan glanced at the boy and walked towards the window.

But suddenly, her sleeve was pulled.

Zhen Shan turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

The fourth prince held her sleeve tightly in his hands, knowing that she paid attention to her manners the most, but at this time, even if her sleeves were wrinkled, he would not let go.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, hesitating to speak. After a long time, he said dullly: "Sister, can you tell me first when you go out?"

Zhen Shan looked at him and nodded slowly, "Okay."

The fourth prince relaxed his tense body, carefully smoothed her sleeves, and smiled sweetly, "Sister, I'm tired today, so let's go and rest first."

Zhen Shan nodded slightly.

The fourth prince looked at his hand, tightened his fingers unconsciously, and turned back to the bed.

He lay on his side on the bed, not sleeping, and his eyes kept falling on the woman by the window.

The white moonlight made her figure even more lonely and ethereal, like a beautiful phantom that would then turn into points of light and disappear in front of him.

The candlelight was dim, coming from the hexagonal palace lantern with red plum blossoms painted on it, reflecting all the furnishings in the side hall, including his shadow, except for her.

His eyes became more and more blurred, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder, did she really exist? Or was it just a beautiful delusion of his?

He wanted to prove her existence but didn't know how to do it.

He wanted to catch her, but he didn't know how to keep her.
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