Yuwen Qingyuan’s idea of ​​finding Mo Lanxin was the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl. He was sure that Dugu Yuxuan’s most wanted to do when he came to this world was to obtain the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl.

If he wants to find Mo Lanxin in the vast sea of ​​people, he must know how to obtain the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl in this time and space. Before he came, Master Ganno said that his junior brother Master Kunyi was here. Since that is the case, there must be Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl here.

With the memory of the original owner, Yuwen Qingyuan quickly remembered an old man named Yang Zhixuan in the world. He had a huge intelligence system in the world. He knew all kinds of anecdotes, whether in the government or in the world. If he could not find the answers to him, it would definitely be an unsolvable mystery.

On that day, Yuwen Qingyuan rushed to where Yang Zhixuan was.

is located on the hillside of the Zui Qinling Mountains towering into the clouds. The green tiles and red tiles are like mirages in the sky that emerge from the sky, with a brilliant momentum.

It was dusk when Yuwen Qingyuan arrived. The afterglow of the sunset dyed the dragon scale-like clouds in the sky into golden yellow, turning into a beautiful and colorful background.

Yuwen Qingyuan was inexplicably excited. If he could find Mo Lanxin, search with her, and find a place similar to this, the two of them would raise some chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits, grow some food, fruits and vegetables, and have children!

Just as he was intoxicated, a beautiful woman came towards him. He smiled calmly about three feet away from Yuwen Qingyuan and said, "Looking for Yang Zhixuan!" Rather than a question, it seems more like a certainty.

"Yes, is the girl from this villa?"

"What about that?" the woman said playfully.

"Please introduce me to me, my sister."

"Come with me!" The woman turned around and led the way forward after she said that.

"Miss's name?" Yuwen Qingyuan followed her and asked side by side.

"Chunluo."

Yuwen Qingyuan followed Chunluo through a green bamboo forest, and saw an old man with a childish face and a different temperament in the winding path.

The old man held a fine wine in his hand and leaned against a vermilion-colored swing. He was closing his eyes to rest. He could hear the movements and slightly opened his left eye to see the person clearly, and then closed his eyes again.

Yuwen Qingyuan knew from the original owner's memory that this person likes humble people, and hurriedly bowed respectfully: "I was born in Yuwen Qingyuan to pay homage to the world's think tank, Mr. Yang."

Yang Zhixuan opened his eyes and sat upright and said, "What is the so-called visit to my humble house by a famous major general?"

"Please ask sir to inform the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl of the ins and outs."

"It's because of this, just ask the little girl." After he said that, he closed his eyes again, sat on the swing and swinging, making him look like an old playboy.

"I also ask the girl to recommend the Yang family's daughter to me."

"I am." Yang Chunluo covered his mouth and smiled slightly.

Yang Chunluo's inherent reserved and elegant beauty made a poem by Xu Zhimo unconsciously pop up in Yuwen Qingyuan's mind: "The most gentleness of bowing his head is like a lotus that is so shy that the cool breeze is."

This poem Mo Lanxin used it to praise him three years ago. With emotion, memories surged into his heart again. That day, Mo Lanxin stared at him for no reason.

He felt a little uncomfortable when she saw him, and his face turned red in an instant. He turned his head and avoided her eyes. She turned her head and looked at his face again.

"Is there something wrong with my face?"

She smiled intently, her eyes were blurred, and then murmured: "You are so beautiful, the gentleness of your head lowered, like a lotus that is so shy that the cool breeze is." Mo Lan thought deeply and seriously.

"I don't like your quote." He blamed himself in his heart. He was obviously a very calm person, but at this moment he couldn't even control his blushing.

"I like."

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At this time, Yuwen Qingyuan seemed to see Mo Lanxin biting his red lips, blinking his watery eyes, and staring at him intoxicatedly with a playful smile.

Since Dugu Yuxuan wrote his divorce letter and left the house, his longing for Mo Lanxin has increased day by day. He rarely dreams. Now he dreams almost every night, and Mo Lanxin is in every dream. Although he wakes up the next day and is not as good as before, he is looking forward to the arrival of the night so that he can dream earlier.

Yang Chunluo coughed softly, and Yuwen Qingyuan pulled back his thoughts. This poem is appropriate to describe the woman in front of him!

Yang Chunluo turned his head to look at Yuwen Qingyuan who was still a little stunned and smiled sweetly, pointed to a delicate and magnificent room and said, "Major General Yuwen, let's go to the room in front."

"Okay. Then I'll have a hard time. I was so clumsy and abrupt. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, let's talk to me, why do you need to know the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl in detail."

"Can you not tell me?" Yuwen Qingyuan knew the rules of . The visitor did not have to inform the purpose of inquiry. He just needed to register on the think tank and pay the silver.

"Okay, since the Major General is inconvenient to say it, or thinks Chunluo is unreliable, it's just not to say it."

"Thank you for understanding, but it's not convenient to say it."

While speaking, the two of them had entered the house. Yang Chunluo explained the story of the Blue Butterfly Divine Pearl to Yuwen Qingyuan in detail.

On weekdays, not many people came to the villa, most of whom were big and thick. Yang Chunluo suddenly saw this handsome man, and his heart couldn't help but pounding from the moment he received him. He couldn't help but do his best tone to the most pleasant sound, and tell the explanation as if he was telling a moving story.

Yuwen Qingyuan only thought that Yang Chunluo spoke pleasantly, but he didn't care about her intentions. He recorded important points while listening.

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