The moon was in the sky, and Li Yuanzhen leaned against the window and looked at the dead white tea tree in front of the hall. She couldn't sleep, and she only thought about how my aunt would save the tea tree when she waited tomorrow.

Today is the full moon. The terrain of her Princess Hall is quite high and the front is wide. The moonlight shines like frost, making the night outside bright. Li Yuanzhen held her cheek and stared blankly. Suddenly, she saw a white figure standing under the dead tea tree.

The ethereal white shadow appeared translucent in the moonlight, with her sleeves swaying, and from afar, it seemed to be looking at this side. Li Yuanzhen was stunned for a moment, and then widened her eyes. The person appeared in her dreams for ten years, and was the person she had longed for and wanted to meet again.

After thinking about it for so many years, it became an unspeakable obsession.

Li Yuanzhen suddenly ran out of the hall gate like crazy and ran down the stairs in front of the hall. She was ready to rest, her hair was dismantled, and she was scattered, and she was wearing a pair of crested shoes under her feet. When she ran down the stairs, her shoes fell on the stairs because she was too anxious. She didn't care about so much, Li Yuanzhen only looked at the figure over there, for fear that she would take a step later, so she would disappear after she took her eyes away.

The palace maids who were taking care of her were startled by her sudden movements and followed her with silk lanterns.

"Princess! Princess!"

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you? Slow down, be careful of falling!"

Li Yuanzhen shouted without looking back: "No one is allowed to follow me. When you go back, no one is allowed to follow me!"

The palace maids stopped immediately and looked at each other, not daring to chase after her again, just watching her run to the white tea tree.

Li Yuanzhen stopped panting and looked up at the man in white under the tree. He was still looking at her quietly like ten years ago and in her dreams, without saying a word.

Li Yuanzhen stopped in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment. Seeing him smiling at him, she subconsciously smiled at him, but her eyes were sore.

"I..." Li Yuanzhen held her skirt and stepped on the soft soil barefoot, feeling like she was stepping on the clouds, her voice was light, not like she said it from her mouth, "I don't know your name yet."

The man smiled again, and he shook his head.

Li Yuanzhen saw the withered white tea tree behind through his body, and suddenly burst into tears, just like when they first met, the little girl was embarrassed and pitiful.

"I don't know your name yet." She repeated even more swallowing.

When Li Yuanzhen saw the man walking to him, he held her hand and put a bud in his palm. When he pointed his finger, the flower bloomed, four white petals surrounded by tender yellow stamens.

This is the flower that bloomed this year. Li Yuanzhen inexplicably thought of this sentence. She couldn't hear the man's voice, but she felt that he was here to say goodbye.

The man let go of her hand and took a step back. Li Yuan was so nervous that he held the flower in his hand tightly, and then grabbed the man's hem.

"Don't leave!"

Li Yuanzhen felt that she couldn't grasp the man's hem, and watched him dissipate in front of him, his nose felt sore, and he wanted to cry again, but suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

"Xiao Yuanzhen, give me the flower in your hand."

Li Yuanzhen was startled, and she was so scared that she could hold it back, and she burped it. She turned her head suddenly, but saw Wu Zhen standing behind her.

"Little...Auntie?" It was midnight. How did my aunt enter the palace? She quietly came behind her? Li Yuanzhen found that the palace maids not far away were all lying on the ground and didn't know what was going on.

I saw the sentinel with my own eyes, so why is it so unacceptable to her sudden appearance in the middle of the night? Seeing Li Yuanzhen being stunned, Wu Zhen took out the white camellia from her hand and took a closer look.

"It is indeed the last bit of essence condensed." After Wu Zhen finished speaking, he blew forward and a white mist suddenly appeared around him. The figure of the man who had already dissipated condensed again, but it was even more ethereal.

The little princess, who was already stunned when she saw Wu Zhen blowing out a fog, was even more stunned when she saw the man appear again.

Wu Zhen flipped his palm and took out a wooden hairpin. The head of the hairpin was a lifelike white camellia. She pointed the hairpin forward and pointed it at the silent man: "Submitting it in this hairpin can ensure that you are safe, but you must give up your original body and be free again. Do you want to?"

The man looked at Li Yuanzhen and nodded. Wu Zhen turned his head to look at Li Yuanzhen again, "Yuanzhen, are you willing to offer this spiritual support..."

Li Yuanzhen quickly came back to her senses and shouted quickly: "I do!"

Wu Zhen: "I've finished listening to me, what's the hurry?"

Li Yuanzhen retracted obediently: "Auntie, tell me."

Wu Zhen looked at her seriously: "Have you really thought about it? He is not an ordinary man, but a monster called "Senten Spirits". Although he is wise and cannot speak, he can see but cannot be with him all the time..."

Li Yuan couldn't help it: "I'm very happy to see him."

Wu Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Grand princess, why are you so useless? Don't you think about anything else?"

The sixteen-year-old little princess Li Yuanzhen looked confused, and the spirit sentient beings not far away also exuded a pure and clean atmosphere.

Wu Zhen: "...Forget it, you are still young, let's talk about other things later."

She said, holding Li Yuanzhen's hands and pinching her fingertips. Li Yuanzhen's ten fingers rolled and bleeding drops one after another, and ten drops of blood beads gathered into a ball and fell into Wu Zhen's hands. Wu Zhen bounced the blood beads into the air, and instantly turned into red lines to tie the body of the man in white that was about to dissipate. At the same time, Wu Zhen also left the man to Li Yuanzhen's last white camellia and flicked him, "In!"

The figure of the man in white involuntarily turned into a blue smoke wrapped in red lines, floating into the white camellia. Wu Zhen stretched out his hand and pinched the white camellia in his hand. She placed the white camellia temporarily sent by the man on the wooden carved camellia hairpin, and a bright glow suddenly appeared under her palm, just like the moonlight.

Under this brilliance, the white camellia is integrated into the camellia tree hairpin. When the two are completely integrated, the originally wood-colored camellia tree hairpin suddenly becomes lustrous and shiny, like a white jade carving, with a faint sense of clear air.

Wu Zhen closed his eyes, and restored his eyes that had become vertical pupils to their original state. Then she inserted the hairpin in her hand into Li Yuanzhen's ears. Li Yuanzhen didn't even dare to move her head. After carefully taking off the hairpin, she looked at it for a while before she excitedly blushed and asked, "He, is he in it?"

Wu Zhen: "Yes, you will take him with you every day from now on, and you must take him with you."

Li Yuanzhen is about to fly: "Can I see him still?!"

Wu Zhen: "Let's go in a while, when he recovers a little, you ask him to see it. If he wants to, he will appear."

Li Yuanzhen was quiet for a while, suddenly squatted down, hugged her head and shouted: "Ahhhhhh!"

Wu Zhen was so scared that he covered her mouth: "Little ancestor, you shouted so loudly that you called everyone on patrol outside. Where can I hide from my aunt?"

Li Yuan was so happy that his eyes were shiny. He held the jade hairpin tightly and jumped up to hug Wu Zhen: "Auntie! Auntie! I can see him!"

Seeing that her body was filled with a sense of happiness, Wu Zhen couldn't help but be infected by her and laughed. So, the little niece was so happy that she was not in vain and got the wood so hard. Although she owed the monster a favor, everything went well tonight and God also made it happen.

"Thank you, aunt! If you have any problems in my aunt in the future, Yuanzhen will definitely work hard to help!"

"Okay." Wu Zhen said hilariously: "If I have anything to do, I'd better thank you for the full moon tonight. Such pure moonlight has helped you a lot."

When Wu Zhen left, Li Yuanzhen was lying on the bed holding the hairpin to calm down. Finally, she remembered a question and sat up suddenly - wait, why did my aunt have such an immortal-like magic?!

...

The sunlight outside the window shone in, and all the lights in the house were turned off, leaving only a faint smell of lamp oil. Mei Si stared at the unchanged painting on the table in front of him, his eyes were red and his arms were red. In order not to let himself fall asleep in the middle of the night, he pinched his arms hard every time he was so sleepy that he pinched his whole arm red.

Last night, he thought about it all night. If the evil ghost on the painting ran out, what posture should he use to chop the painting. As a result, by the morning, the painting still did not change at all, and none of the ten postures he had come up with was useful.

Standing up with a sword, Mei Si's legs trembled, and she sat all night, her legs were numb. He walked around the table, looking at the paintings on the table from time to time, and hesitated.

He felt that there was something wrong with this painting, but he didn't see it with his own eyes. If it was destroyed like this, he was still quite unwilling to accept it. After he hesitating and struggling for a while, Mei Si finally made up his mind. He took out the basin where he threw the waste paper, gritted his teeth and threw the scroll on the table into the basin, lit the fire and threw it down. Seeing the pen on the table, he moved his heart and threw it into the fire.

Seeing the flames swallowing the evil ghost on the paper, Mei Si breathed a sigh of relief and sat dejectedly on the mat on the side.

At this moment, a stream of purple smoke suddenly emerged from the flames, rushing towards Mei Si like lightning. Before Mei Si could react, it rushed into his body. Mei Si paused and fell backwards.

After only a moment, Mei Si opened his eyes again, but at this moment he no longer had the usual naive sincerity. Those eyes were darker than before, and they could not even reflect a little light.

"Mei Si" got up from the ground, looked at his current body, and showed an uncomfortable smile. Soon, he left Mei Si's home and disappeared in a corner of Chang'an City.

Mei Zhuyu, who was signed by the Ministry of Justice, was signing a document. She suddenly felt her eyelids twitching, as if something had happened. He subconsciously turned his head and looked out the window. On a sunny day, the sun was warm. Put down her pen, Mei Zhuyu was about to calculate simply by calculating her fingers when suddenly a minor official walked in.

"Dr. Mei, a murder occurred in Yongfufang. Mr. Xu asked you to take someone there immediately."

Mei Zhuyu put away his work, took the official document book and looked at it, and said, "I understand."
Chapter completed!