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The moon hung high in the sky, and the walls of the palace were painted with a pale silver light.

The wind blew through the screen, extinguishing the flickering oil lamp on the small table.

A few mournful cat meows came from the distance, and the shabby door creaked open a crack in the darkness. A black shadow entered the palace through the moonlight.

The man in black knelt on one knee in front of the worn-out curtain and said, "My Lord, Nightingale and his entourage have safely arrived at Yuzhou. According to the reports of the scouts, he intends to bring the wangfei Luo Lingwei to participate in this year's Golden Flowing Night Feast. "

A man's silhouette emerged from the windless, automatic music. The man let out a "En" sound, standing in the shadows with his hands behind his back, making people unable to understand his emotions.

The man in black raised his head, facing the silver mask behind the curtain.

The man who was called Master was probably in a good mood, so he didn't bother about his offenses and just waved his hand.

Nightingale...

In order to stall for time for Yen Lianhe, Luo Lingwei forcefully brought a group of chattering ladies to stroll more than half of Yuzhou City.

He was so tired that he didn't want to move, and he couldn't make it in time for dinner.

After accompanying the ladies through the afternoon and blowing on the last wave of rainbow fart, Luo Lingwei went back to her courtyard with a tired look on her face.

Although the guest courtyard was second-hand, the environment was quite good.

All sorts of pavilions, pavilions, gardens and lakes were present. It was as if the capital had shrunk to the size of the Regent's Manor.

"You didn't arrange this in advance, did you?"

Nightingale, who was making tea, nodded her head. Her hands kept moving in a way that was pleasing to the eyes. Luo Lingwei's fighting ability was extremely poor. Although she inherited the original owner's memories, she still did not know anything about the Way of Tea.

Holding her chin and looking at it for a while, Luo Lingwei let out a scream as she smelled the refreshing fragrance of the tea.

The aftereffects of not eating well were already apparent. Luo Lingwei was so hungry that she wished she could digest herself. In addition to missing out on the fish perfectly, Luo Lingwei was sadly holding a teacup as she stared at Ye Lianhe with resentment.

"Dinner is not ready?" Ye Lianhe asked even though he knew the answer and watched the scene with a smile.

Luo Lingwei almost lost the strength to glare at him, "What do you think?"

Anyone who wandered around for an afternoon should be hungry.

Lil 'White was laughing on the side.

The prince already knew that the young lady couldn't eat well, so he had arranged for the chef to heat up the fish soup at any time. He hadn't eaten dinner. He had been waiting for the young lady to come back before he was willing to start the banquet.

Seeing Ye Lianhe smile without saying a word, Luo Lingwei became even more depressed as she put down her teacup and turned her head to look at no one.

It was the first time that Ye Lianhe had seen her in such a proud and delicate state. He found it interesting.

He knew that if he was to make a fool of himself, he would definitely lose his temper. Thus, he put down the teacup and instructed Whitey to go to the kitchen and get someone to prepare a meal.

"Arrange for the food to be served."

Lil 'White could not help but cover his mouth and push it out.

It was only then that Luo Lingwei noticed. She pounced on Ye Lianhe and shook him. "Wow, you two are trying to cheat me?"

The two of them fell into a heated argument when suddenly, they heard several rustling sounds coming from the wutong tree in the courtyard.

Ye Lianhe's expression suddenly turned cold. He lifted his hand and pulled Luo Lingwei into his embrace.

A strong ambergris filled her nose in an instant. Luo Lingwei lay in Ye Lianhe's arms, her head full of tears. She was constantly struggling with herself.

Ye Lianhe lowered his voice and said, "Don't move!"

Luo Lingwei did not know what he was so agitated about, but she obediently hid in his arms without making a sound.

Ye Lianhe patted Luo Lingwei's back. His gaze landed on the obscure darkness outside the window. "Come out, Imperial Advisor."

Luo Lingwei followed his gaze. The gentle breeze blew past the window, casting a shadow of lush vegetation, shaking the quiet night breeze. It was a terrifying scene to behold.

"?" Luo Lingwei did not understand.

Imperial Advisor's leaf?

How did he get back?

Ye Lianhe's expression was extremely cold as he looked at the shadow outside the window. "What? Do you still want this king to invite you?"

Outside the window, it was still deathly silent. Luo Lingwei raised her head to look at Ye Lianhe's wrinkled brows, and reached out her hand to pacify the pain in her heart.

Ye Lianhe kissed Luo Lingwei's slender fingertips, hugging her even more tightly.

To be able to infiltrate the courtyard without being discovered by the dark guards, his father was indeed an old friend and not someone to be trifled with.

The atmosphere was tense for the time it took to drink a cup of tea. The mask was polished to the point where the two eyes were partly engraved with the prevailing cloud crane patterns from the previous dynasty. There was no extra decorations; it was simple and clean. It covered half of the face, leaving only a thin, bloodless chin.

From the potential appearance, the Imperial Advisor seemed to be a young man.

Luo Lingwei leaned on Ye Lianhe's chest and whispered, "Master Ye, no matter how you look at it, you don't look like someone from the previous dynasty."

The previous dynasty's female emperor had died at least fifty years ago, but her master was only in her twenties …

Ye Lianhe sneered, "He's just an immortal old demoness."

Longevity?! Luo Lingwei was shocked.

Could it be that this place really had immortal immortal pills?

Ji Wu Ye laughed: "Little friend, you really have good eyesight. You only found traces of Wu Ye after a short while."

Ye Lianhe poured two cups of tea and made a gesture of 'please', "I wonder if there is anything worth searching for in this young man? I actually have to trouble the Imperial Advisor to find it so far."

Ji Wu Ye didn't feel uncomfortable in the slightest with Ye Lianhe's merciless intention to expose him. He swung his whisk and slowly leaned against the window sill.

He was wearing a cloak and a mask. Apart from the identity of his master's sword, there was nothing on his face that could be seen.

This outfit was indeed a standard set for the legendary Imperial Advisors.

"Little friend, I'm guessing you don't know that the Golden Dinner of Night Illumination was not created by the Old City Lord of Yuzhou."

Ji Wu Ye shook his head and refused Ye Lianhe's invitation. His left hand gently caressed the sword hilt. His gaze fell upon the rows and rows of Glazed Palace lamps in the distance.

"The feast of absolute bliss was created by the previous dynasty's female emperor. Her true intention is — to hunt."

His voice was too quiet. It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. Luo Lingwei, on the other hand, could smell the terrifying smell of blood and shivered in the cold wind.

"A feast of bliss?" Night Lianhe pretended not to understand as he rubbed the rim of his cup, which was as heavy as water.

His father had lamented many times in his life that this previous emperor was a rare figure. If he was a man, then the late emperor probably wouldn't be his match. It was a pity that those conceited old officials had to drag on and forcibly cut off their century-old foundation.

Ji Wu Ye laughed: "Little friend, there's no need to pretend that you don't understand."

Nightingale was silent.

If that was the case, then the so-called Midnight Golden Flowing Night Banquet was probably used by some people as a cover for the hidden feast of absolute bliss.

"Did the Imperial Advisor go all out to sneak in just to remind us of this?"

Since his master had described the nature of the banquet, it had proved that he was not the one who had gone out of his way to invite Nightingale to join him.

But if it wasn't him, then who could it be?

"Then what is the purpose of the Imperial Advisor's visit?" Ye Lianhe didn't believe that after hiding for dozens of years, he would suddenly appear in front of him and kindly remind him not to participate in the Golden Night Banquet. This person was even more scheming than the previous emperor, who had a shrewd name.

"A friend is not an enemy. Wu Ye was only here to remind him because of his old friend's friendship." Ji Wuxin didn't bother to explain as he disappeared into the night.

Luo Lingwei did not even see his shadow.

"What a fast Qing Gong!"

Ye Lianhe untied the scented sachet on his waist and found it increasingly interesting. If he hadn't seen wrongly just now, then Ji Wu Ye had secretly observed the scented sachet more than once.