Jingyun thought for a while and said: Tianxing, you and I go to the cottage to see it. The wind and moon are broken, and you two will stay here.

Pofeng Wangyue nodded, Tianxing and Jingyun went to the cottage, and after a moment, the two of them turned back. Wangyue hurriedly asked: How about it, have you found the young master?

Jingyun shook his head: We have already inquired about the backyard cleaning woman, but the young master has never been to the backyard!

The young master disappeared! Wangyue suddenly became anxious: Jingyun, was the young master kidnapped? Could it be the damn Baili Wuchen?

Jingyun frowned and did not speak immediately. After a while, he said: Don’t disclose the news to Prince Mu and the others for now, let’s go and look for it separately.

Wangyue punched her hand with a punch. While annoyed, she was even more worried that if they couldn't find the princess, they would explain to her when they saw her.

Stop!

In his sleep, Gong Mohan exclaimed, and he sat up suddenly and took a few heavy breaths.

He reached out to hold his forehead, and then he realized that a layer of sweat had already appeared on his forehead. He thought, he must have had a nightmare.

At this time, he no longer remembered what nightmare he had. He only remembered that there was a woman in his dream, whose name was Shishi.

He was about to lie down again when he saw the door of his house suddenly opened. Bai Honghong rushed in like a burning butt. He shouted: Young Master, you have a nightmare again. Miss Cousin is chasing you in your dream again? In the past few days, Bai Honghong found that his young master had nightmare every night and would shout out his cousin's name. Seeing how the young master woke up from a nightmare, combined with the always tough image of Miss Cousin Jia Zhi, Bai Honghong thought that Jia Zhi had fallen in love with his young master, but his young master did not have any idea.

When she fell in love with her, she chased him in the dream of the young master.

Gong Mohan looked at Bai Honghong and saw that he was not dressed, but his small eyes were so bright that he looked like he wanted to hear the story. He quickly withdrew his gaze and lay down again, not bothering to pay attention to Bai Honghong, the old naughty boy.

Bai Honghong was a little disappointed and said unwillingly: Young Master, you have nothing to say, it’s okay to say something!

Gong Mohan turned around, leaving Bai Honghong with a cold back.

Bai Honghong's white beard is raised, the young master is not cute at all, it is not fun!

Young Master, then I'm back to the house. If you have nightmares again, you must call me. Bai Honghong couldn't help but say, "Look back three times in one step, alas, I really want to sleep with the young master, but the young master will definitely kick him out. The young master doesn't know how to respect the elderly and love the young!"

Bai Honghong went out, Gong Mohan's ears finally became quiet. He turned around, looked at the top of the green gauze tent, and silently said: Stop, stop

He suddenly felt a little uneasy. He reached out and covered his chest, obviously feeling that his heart was beating faster and faster.

He frowned and rubbed his temples with his hands. His head was still empty. At this moment, he suddenly felt inexplicable panic, as if someone was about to grab his treasure from him.

Stop, you will definitely wait for me, right? Gong Mohan murmured to himself.

Brother Mo Han!

As the birds sing and the flowers scented, Rong Qianzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the wooden roof. Scenes of last night rushed into his mind. At this time, a faint voice sounded in her ears: You are awake.

Rong Qianzhi turned his head and then he realized that Yun Qirui was sitting on the edge of the bed. At this time, he was looking at her with his melancholy eyes. She hurriedly sat up and retreated to the corner of the bed, and said anxiously: Where is this, what are you bringing me here to do?

This is my Taoyuan and my home. I don’t want to live here alone, I want you to be with me here.

After hearing Yun Qirui's faint words, Rong Qianzhi was shocked. She looked out through the window of the wooden house, and several peach trees instantly came into view. The peach blossoms on the peach trees were blooming in full bloom, gorgeous and enchanting, but at this moment, the letter in her eyes was like a poisonous snake, which made her shudder.

She swallowed her saliva with difficulty, twisted her mind, looked at Yun Qirui and said seriously: Since you know who I am, why do you still trap me here? Aren’t you afraid that my husband will settle the score with you?

Why am I afraid of him? Yun Qirui's melancholy eyes instantly dyed a hint of anger, and it was fleeting. He said again: If he can find me, he will come.

Rong Qianzhi's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Yun Qirui's implication was that this place was difficult to find. Besides, her brother Mo Han had lost his memory. It was hard to say whether she had her in his memory. How could he come to find her?

She pursed her lips, hugged her knees with both hands, lowered her eyes, and stopped making any more noise.

Yun Qirui looked at Rong Qianzhi for a moment, stood up, walked out the door, and his faint voice floated over: You don’t have to think about escaping, you can’t escape.

Rong Qianzhi raised his eyes and his stubborn temper suddenly surged up. Can't he get out? She wants to take a look!

She got out of bed, and then she realized that her head had loosened and was spread all over her shoulders. She ignored it and was about to leave the house.

When I came outside the house, a peach forest first came into my eyes. Peach trees were covered with peach blossoms, and a layer of pink petals were laid on the ground. Looking further away, there were vertical cliffs around it, which were high and could not be seen. This place was obviously a valley.

Seeing this, Rong Qianzhi finally understood why Yun Qirui said that she could not escape. Indeed, there were such vertical cliffs around her. Without the help of ropes or secret passages, she would not be able to fly out even if she had wings.

She turned around and looked at Yun Qirui who was squatting under a peach tree and putting petals into a cloth bag. She pursed her lips, raised her feet and walked over, and asked: What are you doing for picking up these petals?

Buried. Yun Qirui said lightly. He did not look up and pinched the petals and put them into the cloth bag.

Hearing this, Rong Qianzhi was stunned. She couldn't help but think of "Daiyu Burial Flowers". The flowers faded, the sky was full of flowers, and the fragrance was gone. Who would pity her?

She could see that there seemed to be many secrets in Yun Qirui.

She thought for a while, squatted down, helped Yun Qirui pick up petals, and asked casually: You are the only one living here? Where are your parents?

Yun Qirui's hand paused obviously, and his faint voice became a little gloomy. He said: Dead.
Chapter completed!