The transfiguration maniac thought about it, but still did not disturb the people in the house. He made up his mind and decided to explore the building very late at night. During his free time, he regarded it as sightseeing and enjoying the scenery.
He looked around and finally found a place to perch. On top of a large beam in the attic over there, not only could he take a nap, but it would also be extremely difficult to be discovered.
He followed his thoughts, and in a flash, he jumped onto the beam.
Although the field of view in this corner is not wide, as far as the eye can see, there are cornices and brackets, pink and jade inlays. Each ring of pavilions and pavilions shows its grandeur. It is really a palace scene, beautiful, elegant and majestic!
The man who passed through the seal couldn't help but be surprised. Such a fairyland on earth, with Phoenix Pavilion and Dragon Tower, is magnificent. Although he dare not say that the owner is as rich as the country, he is definitely rich and Tao Bai, full of style!
I wonder which hermit master lives here? It is really fascinating.
Looking inside the building this time, the lights were all dark and it was quiet. But with the faint moonlight, you could roughly see a wing room opposite, with a beaded door facing you, and you could have a panoramic view of everything outside the room.
He leaned on the ridge of the beam and was about to close his eyes and rest his mind, but suddenly there was a "click" sound of the door opening in the wing. When he looked again, candlelight was swaying at the window of the wing, and hangings hung on the windows inside.
The purple gauze reveals an alluring red color, which is as deep and enchanting as it is ethereal, looming, and makes people curious and fascinated!
With the sound of the door opening, a graceful lady walked out gracefully and gracefully. The woman was slim and graceful. The white jade was slightly flawless, but the only flaw was the wisp of gauze covering up her powdered face, covering up her natural beauty.
Appearance.
The wearer was puzzled for a while, thinking: "She is full of Miss Yun's shadow? Could it be that he is really Miss Yun? But Miss Yun has never talked about her high-ranking family before?"
He found it incredible. When he recovered, the woman had disappeared.
The door of the room over there is still ajar, and the night wind squeezes through the crack in the door and sneaks into the boudoir, caressing the candlelight and dancing. That vague feeling is so wonderful, it makes people full of endless reverie and curiosity!
The mysterious charm in the room made him involuntarily jump to the door of the purdah over there with quick hands and feet.
Looking around here, he peeked left and right outside the door, but no one seemed to be there. He was even more bold and ambitious, and entered the house in a flash.
The room is brightly lit by candlelight, and the rhombus-shaped bronze mirror by the window declares the self-pity of the owner of the room. The purple gauze tent on the neat couch over there evokes a sense of depth and warmth.
The tables and chairs made of fine sandalwood have different patterns, which fully reflect the woman's poetic and artistic conception. There is a piece of rice paper on the table, and a few lines on the paper are vividly written: "It started at the first meeting, and finally it started."
"Ran". Between the lines, the character is insightful, graceful and fresh, revealing the heroine's talent, beauty and sentimentality.
There is a sense of mystery in a display window over there, which makes people unable to help but think about it, and arouses the urge to see the contents at a glance.
Beside the window, there is a three-foot long sword hanging, which shows that the person in this room is also a good at learning and martial arts.
This long sword made Penetration Kuang deeply touched. He thought to himself: "Isn't that the sword used by Miss Yun? Is that the woman just now really her?"
He walked towards the soft couch. The pink curtain was hung low, hiding the fragrance. A familiar aroma slowly spread out from the pink curtain, refreshing the heart and lungs with a rich fragrance.
He suddenly fell into deep thought and couldn't help but think: "This smell is unique to Miss Yun. I also smelled the same orchid body fragrance from her a few days ago. Yes, that woman just now must be Yun
Girl, there is no doubt that this is his boudoir. This is strange. She lives in the pavilion and looks so mysterious. She uses a gauze scarf to cover her face? Why on earth is this?"
suddenly.
There was a sound of light footsteps outside the door, and Chuan Fengkuang was immediately at a loss. In a hurry, he fell into the window next to him, not even daring to make a sound.
In the window, the wax shadows reflected red, and I didn't know what objects were inside. From the feeling of his hands, they should be some women's clothes. He curled up in them, and the strange fragrance overflowed, and he felt very comfortable!
With a sound of "Zhi acri", the door over there was closed. With a brisk step, he slowly approached the soft couch.
Chuan Fengkuang was a tall man, huddled in the narrow window. He really felt like his heart was scratching his heart. Coupled with his fascination for Miss Yun, he was sitting on pins and needles. He really wanted to rush out of the window immediately and meet that woman.
recognize.
After all, this is a lady's purdah, and she has to take care of herself first when it comes to emotions and reasons. She should not have acted impulsively and entered the room. If it was really Miss Yun, it would be fine. If the person who came in was not Miss Yun, wouldn't she be worthy of her name?
A flower-picking thief? Even if he had the ability to escape, it would be a disgraceful thing if word spread in the future. Such a dilemma, what should we do?
He was having mixed feelings when the candles in the room were suddenly blown out. Now he could not see where he was in the room. He was lost and so panicked that he almost forgot the position of the window door.
He hid inside and listened quietly to all the noises outside. For about one stick of incense, there was no sound or abnormality outside.
He was really frustrated, so he quietly touched the door of the window, gently opened the window door a crack, and rolled out with a "gudong".
"who?"
The woman's shocked voice came from the soft couch!
As the voice grew louder, candlelight lit up on the soft couch.
Chuan Feng Kuang curled up on the ground and looked at everything in the house. He was like a monkey eating pepper - his eyes were straight.
The woman was still covered with purple gauze, and she had pointed the sharp sword at her forehead.
He hurriedly said: "Young lady showed mercy and went crazy and broke into the boudoir unintentionally. She is really worthy of death. Now I am numb all over and can't move. How can I hope that you can show your kindness!"
There was no murderous intent in the woman's eyes. She suddenly turned her back and said coldly: "It seems that you have been curled up in that window for a long time, causing your body to feel numb. Looking at your appearance, I can't stand you at all!"
The blood in Chuan Feng Kuang's whole body has slowly circulated, and his whole body has gradually become softer. Seeing that the girl has no ill intentions towards him, he can't help but feel happy and said happily: "Thank you girl for not killing me. Thank you in advance for Chuan Feng. I'll wait for you later."
After your body recovers, wear the seal and leave immediately. Please don’t blame me, girl!”
The girl said coldly: "How can you sneak into my boudoir if I don't hold you accountable? Get out of here!"
Her voice was cold and sonorous, not as soft and sweet as Miss Yun's voice. He was immediately confused about the identity of this woman and did not dare to conclude that this person was the Yun Zhongyan he was looking for!