The night was as cold as water, and Mu Qing had no intention of sleeping. After healing Jing'er's injury, she actually walked out alone.

She didn't know why, even though Gong Yujin was by her side, she still felt empty in her heart, like the drifting wind, with nowhere to rely on and no trace of life.

This feeling of being helpless is especially strong at night. Since Gong Yujin already knows about Jing'er's existence, she has no need to hide it. You must know that Jing'er will be with her from now on, and she will stay in the palace.

Can Yu Jin keep it secret for the rest of his life?

The feeling of uneasiness always made Mu Qing feel like she didn't know what to do. She was thinking of going out for a walk when bursts of music came from the empty courtyard.

Accompanied by the tranquility of the night, the feeling was particularly comfortable. Although the music contained a touch of sadness, Mu Qing felt like an invisible hand was pulling her forward step by step.

Covered by trees and rockeries, a crescent moon hung in the sky. The sound seemed to lead Mu Qing to the direction of the moon. After passing through the corridors and courtyards, she still didn't reach it.

Mu Qing was a little tired, holding on to the railing. Her body had not recovered yet. Especially after Gong Yujin treated her injuries, Mu Qing also felt that she should have a good rest.

The scene in front gradually blurred, and an exquisite house appeared in front of him. The dark walls and octagonal building were slightly weird. If ordinary people saw it, they might think it was so magical.

But Mu Qing took a quick look and knew that someone had set up a barrier on the house. This was similar to Yiluo's barrier. Through the clouds, Mu Qing could see everything outside, but the people outside didn't know it.

A mysterious group that has lived in seclusion for two thousand years has lived in this place.

"Who's in there?"

Mu Qing took two steps forward and did not dare to touch the barrier at will, for fear of causing some turmoil and Gong Yujin would find out. At the same time, she was also evaluating whether her ability could compete with this barrier.

"Madam, come in."

The light in the barrier became much weaker, and a vague voice came from inside the house. Mu Qing lowered her eyes, and after thinking about it, she couldn't help her curiosity and walked in.

Mu Qing moved carefully, and did not feel relieved until she stepped into the halo. Who is the woman here, and why does she call her Madam? You must know that in this Qingyou Palace, no one except Gong Yujin calls her that

Pass.

I'm afraid that Gong Yujin's words were taken as a joke by others. But whether it was true or a joke, Mu Qing was very happy. At least when Gong Yujin called her that, she still felt happy in her heart.

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Mu Qing could feel the halo around her disappearing little by little, while the sound of the piano continued. What appeared in front of her was a bluestone road, hazy, and she could vaguely see the sparkling water at the end of the road, whether it was a lake or something else.

of buildings.

Why was there such a building at the end of Qingyou Palace? Mu Qing had no time to think about it. There was no room to look back and she could only continue to move forward.

At the end of the stone road, there is a lake of crystal clear water. In the pavilion standing above the lake, a woman is dressed in silver, with crystal tassels on her clothes. Her slender jade fingers are gently playing on the silver harp, as if

Like a fairy.

"Who are you?"

Mu Qing didn't dare to get too close, even though the woman in front of her gave her a vague sense of security. She was the only one who could save her here.

A strange feeling surrounded herself, and a faint sense of crisis arose in Mu Qing's heart. Mu Qing suddenly realized that this was not something she had come here on her own. It was clearly because she had been bewitched.

.

"Madam, there is no need to panic. Please sit down."

The woman's voice was calm, and as she waved her hand, the lake in front of her opened a path leading to her.

Mu Qing's eyes darkened, and she didn't dare to think too much about it. Just let it go as soon as it came. If the woman in front of her really meant to embarrass herself, I'm afraid it would be too late for her to think of ways to avoid it now. She could only take precautions and take one step at a time.

Count one step.

Such a passive feeling made Mu Qing very uncomfortable, but she had no better solution, so she could only move slowly and embark on the seemingly illusory road.

"Madam, please sit down."

The woman put down the harp in her arms, stood up, and walked slowly to Mu Qing's side. Mu Qing clasped her hands tightly and did not dare to slack off, and her knees seemed a little stiff. You must know that her mileage has not recovered.

Women don't look that simple.

"Who are you? You use this nihilistic environment to lead me to what I want to do here."

Mu Qing frowned slightly, her eyes never leaving the woman's body.

"Long Shanshan would like to send my regards to Madam."

Mu Qing was still hesitating, but she didn't expect that the woman in front of her had already knelt down.

There was no trace of joy in Mu Qing's heart. Instead, she was worried about the woman named Long Shanshan in front of her. Mu Qing didn't think too much. This woman in front of her must not be simple.

"If you respect me as your wife, you should first tell me who you are and why you have come to me."

Mu Qing folded her hands on her chest. This posture made him relax a little, but he still couldn't relax. Even if the woman named Long Shanshan in front of him was respectful to him, Mu Qing couldn't let go of the feeling in his heart.

concern.

"My lady really doesn't know this slave. I have a bond with you two thousand years ago. Rebuilding today is really fate. It seems that my master's skill has not diminished. She can even see the slave's little tricks easily."

Long Shanshan stood up and looked at Mu Qing indifferently. After a moment of silence, she actually sat next to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing's body stiffened, especially after hearing that Long Shanshan was from two thousand years ago.

"Don't you remember, Madam? It's no wonder. Shanshan is just a little person, how dare you expect Madam to remember."

Long Shanshan said calmly, but Mu Qing couldn't believe it. The woman in front of her couldn't be said to be beautiful and lovely, but was she just a slave? And how did she spend these two thousand years and how did she appear in Gong Yujin?

Fuchu?

"Miss Long, of course I don't recognize you. My memory is not that bad. If you are from the demon world, do you want me to believe that a little girl like you can live for two thousand years?"

Mu Qing retorted with a hint of doubt, repeatedly reminding herself not to be restrained by such emotions.

"Can't you see, madam? This slave no longer lives in this demonic world."

Long Shanshan seemed to be particularly indifferent to her own affairs, but Mu Qing felt
Chapter completed!