When Ah Zhen heard this, she took the initiative to come over, took the medicine bowl, and said with a smile: "Miss Ah Fu, you can go and rest too, I'll come." ”

Ah Fu took the medicine bowl from her, looked at the bed again, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Okay then." With that, he went out with the medicine pot and tray.

She walked to the door, glanced back at Chen Suqing, and instructed: "Miss Chen, it's been windy at night these days, be careful, don't catch a cold again." ”

Ah Zhen handed the medicine bowl to Chen Suqing and said with a smile: "After drinking this medicine, you should rest early." “

Chen Suqing took the medicine bowl, looked out, and sighed: "Ah Fu was right just now, it's windy at night, don't stay up here anymore, go back to sleep, be careful of freezing." “

Ah Zhen listened to her words, and there was a little bad feeling in her heart, Chen Suqing seemed to really care about her, but she secretly had other intentions, making her feel a little sorry for her.

Chen Suqing saw her stunned and thought she was unwilling, so she smiled and said, "I'm really fine." “

Ah Zhen sighed silently, thinking in her heart that she knew better than her if Chen Suqing was okay, so she lowered her eyes slightly and said, "It's okay, it's still early, I'll take a look later." ”

Chen Suqing didn't say anything, looked down at the medicine bowl again, sighed, and drank the medicine in one go.

Ah Zhen put her hand into the tent, took the empty bowl, and said, "Miss Chen, don't think too much. “

Chen Suqing sighed, turned over and lay down, turned his back to her, and said no more.

Seeing this, Ah Zhen turned off the lights in the house, sat alone in the room, looked out the window, and didn't know how long she had been sitting, the room was a little cold, so she came back to her senses, picked up the bowl, and went downstairs.

She took the medicine bowl, went into the kitchen, looked at the sky again, a trace of the waning moon was about to be in the sky, and knew that the time was coming, so she went upstairs on tiptoe. She lifted her breath and walked up the stairs, and it was pitch black all around, and the slightest wind and grass was clear.

Ah Zhen tiptoed to the front of Duyun Gate, took out the incense stick from his sleeve, held it in his hand, looked around with his eyes again, and looked around with some hesitation. She looked at the sky and knew that the time was approaching and that she could not delay it any longer.

So she sighed, squeezed the incense stick, and pulled out another stick of incense, although it had not yet been lit, she could already smell a strange fragrance. So he hurriedly held his breath, took out the flint from his bosom, and lit the incense.

As soon as the incense was lit, the fragrance burst out and quickly overflowed everywhere, filling almost the entire corridor. Ah Fu held his breath, not daring to breathe, his eyes staring at the firelight.

That little firelight, particularly conspicuous in the dark night, danced slightly, like an eye, staring at her.

Ah Zhen seemed to have been absorbed by it, stared at it for a long time, and then suddenly woke up. Looking at the moonlight again, it has reached the right time. She was so distraught that she hurriedly inserted the incense into the window.

The firelight, scented, pierced through the paper on the window and rushed into the room.

She knew that this time, even if her task was completed, it wouldn't be long before Wang Xuanjian and them would come over, no matter what, Duyun wouldn't be able to run.

Thinking of this, I don't know why, my heart is a little empty, and the hand holding the incense is also a little weak and wants to droop.

It wasn't until the incense burned her hand that Ah Zhen realized that the incense burned to the end.