Mo Fei's eyes flashed a touch of excitement and disappeared in the room.

After the rain, the dark clouds had already dispersed, and it was almost evening. The fire clouds came from the west, and the red sky was overwhelming and soul stirring.

Huo Yanchen sat in the room without saying a word after flying away from mo. the light and shadow of the sky on the ground changed several times and finally became dark.

When it was completely dark, Huo Yanchen got up from his chair and walked slowly into the inner room.

The moon is always very bright at night after the rain, so when the moon rises, the sky and the earth turn into a bright white, and the stars in the night sky are vast and incomparable.

In the dungeon, Mo Fei sneaks into the prison, because there is a token in and out, so he saves the woman in the prison effortlessly.

"The fourth young lady will go out of the palace with her subordinates as soon as possible. The Lord has said that he will take the fourth young lady with him when he leaves Beijing tomorrow, and he will never come back from now on."

Mo Fei dressed as a bodyguard, walked in front of the woman in a hurry, with obvious anxiety in his tone.

The woman in the same bodyguard's clothes flashed a doubt in her eyes, and then the doubt became cold and fierce. She quietly drew out the knife at her waist and stabbed Mo Fei's back.

"You..."

Mo Fei breathing a stagnation, can't believe turn to look at her, eyes tremble, in her next knife down, a palm clap open woman.

"Ha ha, guard Mo is good at acting. Your master and servant have seen me through in the hall. What's the purpose of rescuing me now?"

The woman's face as like as two peas of Xiao Ran's face, the same as her face, but only a little gloomy than Xiao ran.

She got up from the ground, spit out the blood in her mouth, looked at Mo Fei who had fallen on the ground, laughed sarcastically, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The woman just left, and Mo Fei stood up from the ground. He brushed the corner of his clothes in his spare time. He didn't look pale just now.

"As expected, my Lord."

Looking at the direction of the woman's disappearance, he said to himself, with a trace of depth on his cold face. He took off his bodyguard's clothes, revealed his dark clothes at night, and caught up with her.

At the same time, a shadow quietly entered the palace in the boundless night.

There are three stars in the sky, which are extremely bright and dazzling.

"What are you looking at, sir?"

A touch of white clothes appeared in the backyard of baicaotang. The white clothes stirred slightly in the night wind. It was tall and clear. At first glance, it was easy to mistake it for a mountain spirit ghost that suddenly appeared in the world.

A pair of quiet eyes, calm looking at the courtyard, negative hand standing, looking up at the nine sky starry sky cloth clothes old man.

It is the master of the high priest and Huo Yanchen.

The old man didn't seem surprised to see him appear. He pointed to the night sky and said to him:

"Crape myrtle, Emperor star, gather the stars tonight."

The tone is faint and unclear, can't hear the joy and sorrow, but still some excitement leaks out.

"The prince has not..."

The high priest looked up at the starry sky, and his eyes under the mask were suddenly deep.

"It turns out that crape myrtle has someone else."

His eyes overflowed with the old man's eyes of the same emotions, but only some shallow interest.

"I'm afraid there will be an ending tonight."

The old man looked at the night sky and said to himself.

"That gentleman can measure the end."

The high priest's tone was light. He approached the old man and looked up at the starry sky again.

In the East sky, a star far away from purple Osmunda is shining brilliantly. Next to the two stars, the other star shines better than the surrounding stars, but the light is flickering.

"The end has been decided."

The old man sighed.

"It seems that crape myrtle is doomed to lose, but it's a pity."

The high priest drew back his eyes and sighed.

"How do you know it's ZIWEIXING."

The old man was surprised.

The high priest chuckled.

"If ZIWEIXING wins, why are you looking here, sir? But I think I've heard about daytime affairs. It's time for ZIWEIXING to shine. Why..."

Why did you lose.

"That's good."

The tone of the high priest was a little more relaxed.

"When three stars gather, something big will happen. I'm afraid there will be no peace in the palace tonight."

The old man showed some worries between his brows and looked at the direction of the palace. Who knows he just finished, in front of that wipe white clothes has turned.

"Where are you going?"

The old man said hastily to the back of the high priest.

"Enter the palace."

Leaving two words, the high priest disappeared in the courtyard without looking back.

"I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight."

The old man sighed and turned into the room.

On the other side, in a remote and lonely palace deep in the palace, the candle light swayed gently, and two thin shadows were cast on the scarlet carved windows.

"It's a pity to hear that Huo Yanchen didn't die."

South door Kerry leaning on the door, the eyes with peach blossom fall quietly on the evening moon sitting on the chair, the light in the eyes is like autumn rain.

The blue cuffs are slightly rolled up, showing the slender fingers at the bottom, and knocking on the doorframe with or without a click. The posture is a bit leisurely, and the face is not aware of happiness and anger. It seems that I am not worried about my current situation at all.

A bright moon was hanging in the sky behind him, clear and cold.

"South Gate Kerry, what do you want to do?"

Xi yue'er's face turns white and looks tired, but her words are cold and tight.

"It doesn't matter. When Huo Yanchen leaves Beijing tomorrow, I'll get rid of my grudge with nanmenyu and sit on the throne. We'll get married. I promise you how about the back of Dongyue."

Nanmen Kairui doesn't care about Xi Yueer's cold words. She looks at her eyes gradually soft, like talking to her and listening to herself.

Xiyue'er moved on the chair, but she just stood up after exerting all her strength, and fell back into the chair as soon as she took a step.

Damn it, xiyue'er's face turned red with anger. Nanmen Kairui didn't know what she had given her, but she couldn't use her whole body. It was controlled by him in the daytime.

Nanmen Kairui looks at the angry xiyue'er. With a touch of complexity, she gets up and squats in front of her.

"You are too strong. If I want to keep you, I can only use the way I do now. You should be obedient and wait for everything. I'll get rid of the medicine for you."

The hand is gently held, with a trace of warmth in the cold, and xiyueer looks into the soft eyes of Kerry in the south gate.

"Nanmen Kerry, you are like this, but because of Huo Yanchen."

Because it's Huo Yanchen's, do you want to take it.

Xiyue'er let Nanmen Carey hold her hand, but there was no waves on her face, and the whole person was cold.

As soon as she finished, she felt the hand holding her was stiff, and Carey's eyes flashed a touch of injury.

"You think I'm Huo Yanchen." Nanmen Carey suddenly laughed, which seemed to be broken in the silent night.

"I'm jealous of you, but you can't really see my heart."

With a smile of self mockery, Nanmen Kairui puts Xi Yueer's hand on her chest.