Chapter 41: Who is Zhuo Xiaoran?

Late at night, there were three people in the Four Kings' Mansion who did not fall asleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

When Wan Qian Motian lay on the bed, he remembered what happened in the palace today, and thought of the joke that Feng Rixuan had just said, so it was difficult to sleep. Feng Rixuan on the other side was the same, after thinking about what he was going to do tomorrow, he thought of Mo Wuxue and the night girl, and he seemed to feel a little unusual.

On the contrary, on the side of the perfume pavilion, the maids had already retreated to rest, and there was still a lamp left in the master bedroom, and the figure under the candle shadow seemed to be busy with something. At this moment, however, the window by the dresser suddenly opened and closed again. The person who stayed by the candle subconsciously stood up and stared at the dark place where there was movement just now, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Why, when did you become so daring. The speaker walked out slowly, allowing himself to be illuminated by a faint candle flame.

"It turned out to be your ......" Meng Qian exhaled with relief as soon as she saw the corner of her red clothes illuminated by the candlelight, "What are you doing so late." ā€

At this time, the man in the red robe moved a few more steps, and he did not stop until the head that was half of his face covered by bangs was completely visible. The long hair was draped casually over her shoulders, Meng Qian thought, the first time she saw his back before, she thought he was a woman, the red robe was embroidered with plum blossoms, and the place where it should have been a man's waist or leather belt was used was a silk brocade belt similar to that used by women, which looked more and more feminine at a glance.

"How's it going?" the man in the red robe didn't want to say anything more, only to mention what he should know.

"Alright, I'll be able to go over there tomorrow. Meng Qian had already taken off the human skin mask at this time, and her smooth and delicate face looked even more red and tender in the candlelight.

The man in the red robe stretched out his right hand to stroke Meng Qian's cheek, and his thick calloused fingers kept rubbing, Meng Qian looked at the man in front of him whose face was covered by hair, and did not resist his movements, but betrayed himself with his slowly heated cheeks, she liked his action very much, really, it felt very warm.

"Don't you think it's good to have your own smooth face? The man withdrew his hand and raised the corners of his mouth, "I've wronged you if you want to wear that human skin mask all the time......

"Brother Zhuo......" Meng Qian remembered the first time she saw him, in the grove between Peicheng and Moxue Pavilion, it was he who saved herself who had escaped, although she was doing what she didn't want to do now, but if it was what the man in front of her needed, she would do it.

"Call me Xiaoran," Zhuo Xiaoran's tone suddenly became gentle, and her dark brown eyes also looked at Meng Qian gently.

"Xiaoran, Xiaoran......" Meng Qian cried and threw herself into Zhuo Xiaoran's arms, and Zhuo Xiaoran hugged her directly, the two of them seemed to have promised something, one was crying and laughing, and the other had a very indifferent expression when Meng Qian couldn't see it, and the green tendons on her arms became more and more obvious.

"Okay, don't cry, tomorrow when we enter the General's Mansion, we won't be able to meet again, you know......" Zhuo Xiaoran was interrupted by the person in his arms before he finished speaking.

"I know, I know, the people of the Yi family are also your enemies, and I will help you sneak in to find out the news. Meng Qian knew very well what she was going to do.

"It's good if you know, you must be good when you get over there, take your time, I will have someone send you all the instructions, don't make your own decisions, I'm afraid you will get hurt." Zhuo Xiaoran said very vividly, and even softly reminded Meng Qian of what she was going to do next.

"Xiaoran, you can rest assured......" Meng Qian was still leaning on Zhuo Xiaoran's arms, and she didn't know when she fell asleep. Zhuo Xiaoran put her on the bed, with that indifferent expression on his face, it was actually him who did it just now, he didn't want to toss with her anymore, and he had to hurry back to recover his life.

After Zhuo Xiaoran left the Four Princes' Mansion, he crossed several streets with light skills, and finally hid his body in the General's Mansion.

"That's it. Zhuo Xiaoran still entered a certain room through the window, and there was a woman in a nightgown waiting there, "Let you wait too long." ā€

"It's okay, it's done, anyway, the master is not in the house today, it doesn't matter how long you wait," the woman who spoke turned around, and Jin Fuya appeared with a smiling face.

"She'll be here tomorrow," Zhuo Xiaoran looked at Jin Fuya with motionless eyes, looking at her wearing so little, "Aren't you cold?"

"Isn't this to wait for you?" Jin Fuya stepped forward, "Don't forget that we said okay, she is under your control, and the eldest sister also said, don't make a mistake." ā€

The eldest sister that Jin Fuya said in her mouth is Li Guifei Jin Fuqu, and Zhuo Xiaoran, as the deputy commander of the killer, naturally knows who it is, but he is just a name, and he was unwilling to fight for this fame and fortune before, looking at the "war" between his senior brother Huo Jingzhan and his second senior brother Feng Yu, he had a headache even more, so he disappeared at that time, in fact, it was not a disappearance, but he came to the side of the person he liked. Zhuo Xiaoran still looked at Jin Fuya, although he was a few years younger than her, he still couldn't stop his heart.

"Got it," Zhuo Xiaoran finally looked away, she was already the general's wife, as long as she could stay by her side, "I'll go first." ā€

Zhuo Xiaoran turned around and wanted to go out from the place where he came in, but one hand was pulled by Jin Fuya behind him: "Didn't you hear me say, isn't the master here today?"

Zhuo Xiaoran turned around and looked at Jin Fuya incredulously, she did say. Jin Fuya took off the outermost nightgown, pulled Zhuo Xiaoran to the inner part of the room, and personally removed the red color of Zhuo Xiaoran's body.

When the sky was just dawning, Zhuo Xiaoran left, quickly left the general's mansion, and returned to the place where he hid and lived, the events of last night were still vivid, and Jin Fuya's behavior made him blush. The relationship between the two of them is not right, and the relationship that they once dreamed of has finally come true. At this moment, Zhuo Xiaoran really thought that he had a certain status in Jin Fuya's heart, and excitedly Zhuo Xiaoran walked to the stream, trying to see his happy appearance now, he picked up his hair that had been scattered for a long time, and under his hair was the traces of being burned by the fire, the left and right sides of the whole face were completely different, if one side was a handsome and righteous angel, then the other side was a dirty and evil demon.

Zhuo Xiaoran caressed her scars according to the reflection of the stream, and last night, Jin Fuya also looked at it and lamented it. Zhuo Xiaoran remembered that when he was eight years old, his father was sentenced to death, and his mother was also given death, because he was young, he left a life and was driven to the border, and an inn on the way was caught by fire, and it was a woman with embroidered words on her arm who saved him, and later because the soldiers who were ordered to drive Zhuo Xiaoran died in the fire, Zhuo Xiaoran fled, he searched for many years, and finally found Jin Fuya with words embroidered on her arm in Jingshi, and became the object of her brother's development at a young age. Last night, Zhuo Xiaoran asked Jin Fuya why she had to embroider words on her hands? Jin Fuya said that it was when she was a child, and there was nothing to say, so the matter was over.