"Then my daughter has gone to rest. Dad, you should also rest early!" Zhu Yurong nodded, exited the room and disappeared at the end of the corridor. Zhu Honglie's face showed a trace of sadness. This night, he seemed to be there again.

Back to the days of war, when the war was fought with gold and iron, and horses were wrapped in leather.

Under the cold star and lonely moon, a slight chill penetrated into the streets and alleys. The bustling night markets in the past had also closed down early. The busy long streets and ancient roads became deserted and quiet as the lights were extinguished one after another. With a roar, a black figure

Walking through the streets and alleys, past the high walls and red tiles of Zhu's mansion, he disappeared into the house in an instant.

"Why are you so unlucky today? I lost to him in rock, paper, scissors ten times in a row. Ouch, I'm so angry!" Xiao Qiao put on a moon-white down windbreaker and muttered, kicking boringly.

He kicked the pebbles under the steps, held a glazed palace lantern in his hand, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

It was late at night, and Xiaodie and Liuyun had already fallen asleep. Of course, she was embarrassed to wake them up and ask them to go to the kitchen to get food. Moreover, the two girls stayed in the house at night.

Those who don't leave the house are afraid of ghosts outside. There is no other way. If I lose the bet with Qinghan, I have to accept my fate.

"This damn weather, it's so damn cold! It was so hot a few days ago, and it suddenly became cold!" Xiao Qiao muttered in a low voice, walked through the corridor, bypassed a courtyard, and walked outside the kitchen, haha

After taking a breath, he was about to open the door and go in. Suddenly a gust of wind passed over his head. Xiao Qiao looked up and saw a black shadow passing through the kitchen roof towards the backyard.

Without thinking too much, Xiao Qiao jumped up and chased towards the black shadow.[

With a "ding" sound, a star-cold light exploded in the dark night, slicing towards the face of the man in black. The man in black ducked and avoided the cold light, not wanting another silver thread to fly towards him.

, pointed at his front, and with a "hiss" sound, the mask fell in the wind. The man in black looked at the graceful and beautiful figure opposite in amazement. The moment their eyes met, each other's bodies trembled.

"You...you're back..." Zhu Yurong, who was wearing Su Huang Yunshang and a lavender sleeve shirt, spoke slowly, and a silver flower needle in her hand was slowly put back into her sleeve pocket. Under the clear night,

There is a twinkle in the bright eyes

Jingguang. It was also under this locust tree that he came by the moon and landed gracefully behind her, disturbing her girlish melancholy. But now, things have changed. The Miss Zhu family back then is now a palace official.
Chapter completed!