Time passed by in a blink of an eye, and it was already dark.
The moon is hollow in the sky, and the sky is pitch black and endless.
The night is flying, above the Guanghan Palace.
The sky is getting dark slowly, and the night is getting deeper and deeper.
Everything in the world seemed to have fallen into sleep, and only the sound of the wind and the silhouette of the moon were left quietly.
The entire Qin Mansion was quiet, with only a few patrol lights dancing, emitting a faint glow.
The moon has become empty, and the night has reached its third watch.
In the study, Ziyu sat in front of the desk, eyes closed, supporting his head with one hand, and holding a genealogy in the other hand, as if Ziyu was sleeping from exhaustion, snoring softly.
The light has burned out and gone out.
"Silver... slender..." Silently, under the faint light coming from the window, something slid across the ground silently and swam towards Ziyu, who was sitting next to the table.
Like a fish in water, light and silent.
"Si..." He walked up lightly, revealed his slender head from the back of the chair, leaned down, and pounced towards the sleeping person like lightning.
In a flash of lightning, the person who should have been sleeping next to the case suddenly turned over. The thin quilt covering his knees was stirred up, and he rolled back toward the object. At the same time, he jumped away to the left.
At the same time, a black shadow suddenly flashed over, and with two fingers pinched in the air, it grabbed the thing that was rushing towards the sleeping person.
At the same time, he struck the quilt with his palm.
The quilt was struck by the wind of the palm, and immediately turned upside down, covering the head and face of the person who jumped up from the chair.
One step forward and one step back, just in an instant.
The visitor stood coldly in front of the desk, looking at the man who had jumped to his feet just now, but now suddenly became motionless and was covered by the quilt. He snorted coldly, then waved his hand, and the dying light suddenly disappeared.
It started burning again.
The lights flickered, and the situation in the room immediately fell into the eyes of the visitor.
"Get out of here yet." The person who came looked at the motionless man wrapped in a quilt and shouted angrily.
The person under the quilt suddenly started to rustle, and a face slowly emerged from the corner.
"Young Master, why are you here?" Ziyu grabbed the quilt covering her head and called the person with a flattering smile. The moment she turned over, she felt that the person who shot at the same time was Bei Mingchang.
Feng was caught red-handed by Beiming Changfeng, and now he will be scolded again.
Bei Ming Changfeng looked at the flattering Ziyu who smiled at him with a cold face: "You know the danger, but you still dare to be so arrogant."
She clearly knew that Chu Xing and his gang knew that they had exposed themselves and would attack as soon as possible. She actually dared to leave his guards behind and live in this place alone to lure the enemy. She deserved it.
"No, no, I know it well." Ziyu quickly waved his hand.
Even if he doesn't come, she won't be hurt. She knows her own weight very well, so she won't get hurt carelessly.
If she dares to lure the enemy, she will have the means to deal with him.
Beiming Changfeng's face darkened when he heard this.
"Ah, aren't you coming here? I have you, so I'm not afraid." Ziyu immediately opened the quilt and smiled brightly at Beiming Changfeng, wanting to touch Beiming Changfeng's fur.
Upon hearing this, Beiming Changfeng glanced at Ziyu coldly and snorted from between his nose, indicating that he agreed with Ziyu's words.
Seeing this, Ziyu knew that he had put himself in danger, so he immediately jumped up from the ground, came close to Beiming Changfeng and looked at the thing held between two fingers in Beiming Changfeng's hand: "Snake?