It was just right at night. Under the largest ginkgo tree in the west of the palace, a pair of men and women leaned against the trunk. The man was wearing purple and silver hair fell casually on his waist. At the end of the hair, a touch of red tied to it, forming a contrasting effect. It gave people the illusion of unruly.

Standing under this ginkgo tree, Yun Qianran looked at the palace lanterns hanging on the ginkgo tree and smiled: "How did you know this place?"

"I knew by chance. The cold palace is coming further, so few people come here. For this reason, many palace maids will record any secrets here. The occasionally carved handwriting on the trunk is evidence." Mo Feihua said with a smile, touching the trunk of the ginkgo tree with his hands.

When Yun Qianran heard this, she also looked at it and suddenly felt a little empathetic about the loneliness of the woman in the palace. When she became a ghost, drifting in the air, helpless and lonely, she was uneasy and lonely. It seemed very free, but in fact, it was bound by the so-called freedom.

If you cannot decide your way forward, you cannot be called freedom. Everyone in the palace is like this. It is like a wandering soul, and you will never be able to live according to their own thoughts. And this ginkgo tree may be their sustenance.

"Girl, do you have time?" Just as Yun Qianran was feeling, he heard a sharp sound coming from afar. Yun Qianran was not familiar with this strange sound, but it was hard to forget.

After all, this was Mingyue’s first time pretending to be a woman. How could she forget so funny? Hearing this sound, Mo Feihua also looked over. After seeing who the person was, he raised his eyebrows: "It seems that your subordinates are here to find you."

When Yun Qianran heard this, he panicked and thought it was not good. He quickly defended himself: "It's not mine... Uh? Where is the person?" Yun Qianran looked blankly at the empty place beside him. Mo Feihua, who had just said something, had disappeared.

Looking at the empty place beside her with a little depressed depression, Yun Qianran felt depressed. Mo Feihua's tone obviously knew that Mingyue was her subordinate, and she was 100% sure. Otherwise, according to Mo Feihua's temperament, she would never have said what she said just now.

I think it was because I was not careful enough. How could a man as smart as Mo Feihua not think of who she was? Mingyue appeared just to make him completely convinced. However, even if he knew, he wouldn't have anything. After all, Mo Feihua would not harm her.

Yun Qianran was confident in this regard.

"Sister Yun." Mingyue walked over from a distance and saw that the figure next to Yun Qianran was gone. He called him the only name. Looking at Yun Qianran, Mingyue knew that she was wrong and didn't have to say much.

Yun Qianran looked at the bright moon like this and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, I'm just talking about you, it's useless. You are not staying in Baihua Pavilion now, why are you here to do?" Yun Qianran asked suspiciously.

When Mingyue heard this, she said with a serious look on her face: "It's time, I should go back to West Street to start the event. The emperor will take the ministers to parade in a while, right?"

"Well, you go back." Yun Qianran nodded.

"Our agreement will not change before, right?" Mingyue looked at Yun Qianran and asked inconscientiously.

When Yun Qianran heard this, he nodded and said, "Saturture, I will definitely do what I promised you. But you have to do the next thing well. If something goes wrong, there will be no relationship between you and me."

Yun Qianran's tone revealed a hint of tenderness. This is her usual attitude towards Mingyue. It is also this attitude that makes Mingyue love her so deeply, but she can't hate her.

Love and hate are inseparable. People who can still hate when facing the person you love deeply are not clear about love and hate, but the love is not deep enough.

After Mingyue confirmed that her previous promise had not changed, she left obediently.

When the man left, he slightly closed his eyes and seemed to be very lonely. What the pair of peach blossom eyes reflected was infinite sadness and nostalgia.

When Mingyue left, Yun Qianran was really relieved. Sure enough, no matter when, she was afraid of Mingyue, afraid of his eyes, and afraid of his request.

Every request from him was like a shackle, locking her and him in an abyss that could not be left. In the end, one person would eventually lead to destruction between the two. Perhaps Nangong Changsu's words were right.

Yun Qianran looked at the man's back and thought silently in her heart.

Shortly after Mingyue left, Mo Feihua slowly walked out from behind a tree not far away. The purple clothes floated, looking at the man's back, and finally, a trace of coolness and thinness passed through the phoenix eyes.

He returned to Yun Qianran and said in a very gentle tone: "A Ran is so kind."

The man said something sarcastic. When Yun Qianran heard this, she frowned and said, "If you want to laugh, I'll laugh."

"Yeah? Why do you want to laugh?" Mo Feihua blinked, as if he didn't know anything.

When Yun Qianran heard this, she turned around and looked at Mo Feihua. Looking at the man's still smiling face, she couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a moment.

"Forget it, if you don't want to laugh, forget it. I'll go back first, you can take a walk here slowly." Yun Qianran finished speaking, and walked around Mo Feihua and left.

Mo Feihua did not keep Yun Qianran, but just looked at her back, and smiled meaningfully. Smile? Of course he wanted to laugh. He was happy from the bottom of his heart.

She is cruel, no matter who she is, and it is because of this that he is happy. In this way, others will not easily enter her heart, right?

The moonlight was deserted and shining on the man. The man's smile was a little hazy and it was not very real.

After about a while, when Yun Qianran's shadow completely disappeared, Mo Feihua just withdrew his gaze, curled his smile, looked at the big tree not far away, and said coldly: "Come out, since you have the courage to follow, don't hide in sneakyness."

The man's voice was charming, and there was a hint of coldness.

Behind the tree, a figure floated. Nangong Changsu, wearing a black and golden brocade robe, walked out slowly, and his cold eyes made people feel cold in his heart. He walked to Mo Feihua and said indifferently: "You deliberately let that girl go, the purpose is to make sure that I will follow her or you?"

Mo Feihua raised his eyebrows without saying a word when he heard this.

"Criminal Mo, you are still too arrogant after all. That girl will eventually mess up the world and ruin you. Your persistence will eventually turn into a bubble." The man's tone was empty, as if the extension floated from a distant place, which made people feel particularly creepy.

However, even so, Mo Feihua still didn't care. Mo Feihua looked at the man in front of him coldly and sneered: "I don't know what the future will be like, and I don't know whether you can see the future. But Nangong Changsu, if I say arrogant words, I'm afraid I'm not half as fast as you, right? Can you say what I don't want to hear in front of me? Do you think you have lived enough, or do you think I won't attack the people of the Nangong family?" Mo Feihua's voice was still nice, but when the words were finished, the murderous intention was fully displayed.
Chapter completed!