As night falls, the majestic and glorious palace is shrouded in darkness, silent, with only scattered and broken lights.
The figure climbing the rock and wall slyly passed by, and landed in the courtyard for a while, his steps so light that no one noticed.
Thinking of the strange things he heard during the day, Hong Zhao's cold eyes sparkled in the night. When he came to the door, he was very vigilant to hide his figure. He came to the window like a ghost and quietly stretched out a stick.
He pierced the window paper with his finger, and followed his gaze to see all the furnishings in the house. However, the strange thing was that the owner of the house was not seen in Nuo Da's house.
A bad feeling arose in her heart, and she was about to turn around and leave. But she didn't want to face a pair of smiling eyes staring at her.
Her black hair brushed her brows, and the red swaying lantern she held in her hand made the light flicker against her long white clothes, making her smile remain unchanged.
Weird.
"Master Hongzhao, I wonder what you want to tell your slave to do when you come here late at night?"
Hong Zhao's heart trembled, feeling embarrassed and a little angry at the same time.
Unexpectedly, she, who possesses martial arts skills, once did not even know when the other party came behind her?
Has she regressed? Or is Qing Hua hiding her secrets?
She smiled pretending to be calm and looked at each other without any grudge.
"Actually, I don't have anything to do. I just wanted to come over in advance and take some time to ask the girl how my senior brother is doing these days. But I don't want to see the lights in the house brightly. I did such a thing out of curiosity. Please don't mind, Miss Qinghua.
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"So that's it. Your Majesty is so humble. How can I dare to complain to you? I think your Majesty is also worried about me and can't do it. It's too late for me to be grateful and I will never feel any hatred toward you."
Qing Hua bowed her head and saluted to show her loyalty, but Hong Zhao quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"I understand what you mean. You don't need to give me such a big gift. But...looking at you, did you just go there for convenience?"
Qing Hua raised her eyes and nodded in response.
"Yes, I just went to have a rest."
"That's good. Just hope you're fine. I'm just worrying too much."
Hong Zhao held Qing Hua's arm and shuddered unconsciously due to the coolness in her hands.
"It's so cold? What are we talking about outside? Let's talk inside!"
"Okay, this is what I mean."
Qing Hua and Hong Zhao walked into the bedroom and sat down at the table. The warm current dissipated the chill between the two of them, leaving only their unclear thoughts. Even the moonlight in the sky felt so hazy.
Soft.
"Sir, please have some tea."
While chatting about etiquette, Hong Zhao on the other side poured a cup of tea and brought it to her.
"I have to say that Mr. Hongzhao is extremely caring and caring for Mr. Junji, which makes me very envious."
"What are you envious of? In my opinion, you care about senior brother no less than I do."
Hong Zhao said casually and picked up the tea and tasted it carefully. But he didn't want to make Qing Hua blush and feel ashamed.
"Sir, you are making fun of me again."
"This is not a joke, it is a fact. You and I know it well and there is no need to say it."
The sharp eyes penetrated Qing Hua's heart at a glance, and she suddenly felt even more shameless in front of others.
She bit her lip and said it in one breath.
"Yes, I envy you, sir, but even more I envy you for being with me for a long time. This is something I am far less than."