Sitting by the window, looking at the place where the accident had just happened, condescending, clear at a glance.

At the east end of Gulou Street, on the left side of the bustling street is a residential area of blue bricks and gray tiles, where most of the people who live there are merchants, or the outer rooms of some officials and children of rich families.

The alleys are longitudinal, deep, and downhill, and the further you go, the lower the terrain, so it's no wonder that the speed of the carriage gets faster and faster when it rolls.

Fortunately, he came out in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, although it was not fatal, but it was nine times out of ten that he would be disabled.

Who hated him so much, and chose such a vicious method?

Frowning and contemplating, Luo Zhisong's thoughts fluttered, back to six years ago, on a rainy summer day, on a mournful evening, on his knees, a girl in a red brocade dress, holding his hand, caressing his face, the temperature of his fingers was cold inch by inch, until it stiffened.

The memory was so heavy that he looked like a dying goldfish, his mouth was wide open, he was panting for breath, his face was pale, and the pupils in his eyes shrunk a little.

At this time, in a room on the second floor of the wine shop, a man in a gray cloth robe quickly went downstairs and left the wine shop.

The face is ordinary, but a pair of eyes are like eagles, swept at a glance, with essence, people can't force their eyes, and they are cold.

It wasn't until the wine shop closed that Luo Zhisong got up to leave, but he didn't go home, but only turned around and went back to Xiao Yi's mansion.

At the gate, the little guy rubbed his eyes and yawned and opened the door a crack, "Mr. Luo, why are you here at this time?"

Luo Zhisong hooked a warm smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were still like the fog on the sea, and said, "I have something urgent to tell Your Highness." ”

In recent days, no one in the mansion knows that Mr. Luo is very blue-eyed, and he is so popular, hearing his words, the little guy immediately didn't dare to talk more, and immediately opened the door to let him in.

Luo Zhisong raised his feet and walked towards the courtyard, just three or five steps, when he heard the little guy behind him calling Mr. Luo again and catching up.

Luo Zhisong paused and turned around.

The little servant approached and pointed to the back of his robe, "There is a hole in the back of Mr.'s clothes, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go to see His Highness like this." Reminder.

Luo Zhisong was stunned, and then a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "When I came out, I was scratched by the cat at home, I didn't expect this beast to be so strong that it was scratched, fortunately you reminded, otherwise, it would really be reckless." ”

The little guy scratched the back of his head and grinned, Luo Zhisong has always been cold and silent, except for talking to His Royal Highness, the little guy in this house, he almost just met but nodded and smiled, at this time, he was really a little flattered to be able to say such a thing.

Seeing Luo Zhisong's thin back leave, the little maid stood there for a while before returning, just arrived at the porter, and was about to push the door and go in to sleep again, when he heard another knock on the door.

"What's going on today? Something big is going to happen?" he followed the voice and looked at the door, stunned for a moment, muttered to himself, and turned to open the door.

"Squeak", the heavy door was opened a thin slit, looking through the crack in the door, at a glance to see the person in front of him, the little guy was immediately startled, and opened the door with a bang, "Why are you back at this time? I don't know when you really went out, come in." ”

As the door opened, a person dressed in a small servant stepped in in the moonlight, although he was the same servant, but the texture of the clothes on his body was obviously many times more advanced than this doorkeeper.

"Your Highness has ordered you to do things again, right?" The little man who opened the door sighed twice, "It's really hard, Mr. Luo just went in, and when he returned to the house at this time, there must be something important to discuss, and His Highness has to wait for you in front of him, and he will be tired again." As he spoke, he smacked twice.

The little guy who came in didn't pay attention to the little guy who opened the door at all, Mo said to talk to him, he didn't even look at him, he walked towards the inner courtyard, only a few steps away, and suddenly heard the word "Mr. Luo", the hanging feet seemed to be fixed, and suddenly trembled, and the stalemate lasted for half a cup of tea before it fell faintly.

Turning his head to look at the guy who opened the door, "What did you say?" The shadow in his eyes was exactly the same as Xiao Yi's.

The little guy who opened the door was polite and full of smiles, but suddenly met his gaze, and suddenly a spirit burst out on his body, "I...... I say...... Say, Mr. Luo just came. ”

"Luo Zhisong?" a small servant, but he opened his mouth to call the name of the most important guest of His Royal Highness, and his tone was even a little cold.

The little guy who opened the door trembled in his heart, unconsciously shrunk his neck, and nodded: "Yes!"

Getting the answer, the little guy frowned, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, faintly panicked, his mouth trembled, and he turned his head and ran straight towards Xiao Yi's study in the inner courtyard.

Looking at his back, the little guy who opened the door was about to turn around, and suddenly his eyes were sharp, and he saw a hole in the back of his robe, which was like a monster's mouth in the bleak white moonlight, hideous and terrifying.

"Hey, what's going on today, it's one or two, and the clothes are torn. ”

A layer of goosebumps was aroused on his body, and the little guy who opened the door shook his head and turned back.

The little guy who had just come in was in a hurry, and a pair of feet landed on the bluestone slab, making a sound of stamping, which was particularly loud in the second half of the night.

Unaware, not far behind him, a black shadow fluttered like a ghost, always following him.

Outside Xiao Yi's study, there is a small pond, the lotus flowers are scorching in summer, and the flowers are dense and solid, at this time, the autumn mood is gradually rising, the lotus flowers have been defeated, and only the ruined flower branches in the pond are still left in it.

The housekeeper said that it was for people to accept, but Xiao Yi said that "leave the residual lotus to listen to the sound of the rain" without losing a kind of artistic conception, so he stayed for the time being, but it was just a withered appearance, which was really incompatible with the surrounding environment, and people couldn't help but feel blocked.

Walking to the edge of the pond, the little guy slowed down, was adjusting his breathing, raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeve, and suddenly heard a dense footsteps approaching behind him, and suddenly his heart jumped, and he turned back suddenly.

He saw a black shadow rushing towards him, with a dignified murderous aura, a silver dagger in his hand shining in the moonlight, only shiny and cold, not as good as the little guy to lift it up in one breath, the cold dagger had already touched his neck.

Frightened, his pupils dilated, and he instinctively exclaimed, "What are you going to do?"

And the man seemed to have taken precautions, and before his cry slipped out of his throat, he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and when he saw the government soldiers patrolling at night approaching, he dragged him into the rockery on the side with all his strength.

"Who told you to murder Mr. Luo?" the man asked in a deep voice with a dagger against the little man's neck, his voice more intimidating than the cold dagger.