Raising his eyes to look at the man in the dark robe and hat opposite, his whole body seemed to be wrapped in the night, Qin Su rolled his eyes under the fence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This guy is the real demon, Xue Erlang always scolded her as a "demon concubine" at the beginning, but now she thinks about it, she is very wronged.

Who else in this world can bewitch this Li demon monk from the Tang Dynasty?!

"I've seen the girl, and the girl is fine." The gentle and gentle voice, like the light mist that fills the spring season, softly covers people's ears.

Qin Su turned his gaze and looked at the handmaid named Ah Wu who was bending down to salute on the side, and bowed slightly.

Ah Wu stood up straight, hung his head and stood in place, his misty eyes hidden under the thick eyelashes, and asked in a respectful voice: "What else does the lord command?" ”

Li Xuandu raised his arm and said a word: "Go." ”

As soon as the ice-stringy voice fell, Ah Wu bowed and silently exited the door.

The two doors of the private room in No. A slowly closed, and only Li Xuandu and Qin Su were left in the room.

It was only at this time that Li Xuandu took off his hat and looked at Qin Su.

His expression was a little solemn, and his eyes, which were always gray and silent in the past, now seemed deep and deep, so that people could not see through it at a glance.

Through the light veil of cyan color, Qin Su frowned slightly.

That wildfire-like feeling is back in the air.

This made her feel a little uneasy.

Today's covenant has been made a long time ago, and almost a month has passed since Li Xuandu responded to those three things, and Qin Su has come to listen to the news.

However, looking at Li Xuandu's expression at this moment, it doesn't look like everything is going well.

Could it be that something happened?

Thinking like this, Qin Su's heart had already been raised.

"Is there something?" She asked softly, walked a few steps in front of Li Xuandu, raised her head to look at him, and untied the fence with her hands.

The scene of the dark blue leno instantly fell on the smooth wooden floor, as if a layer of green glow had piled up at the corner of her skirt, and she had no time to pay attention to it.

"Sit." What answered Qin Su was Li Xuandu's constant sound of ice strings.

His expression at the moment was no longer solemn, and he reached out to the table beside him to gesture, and then walked over and sat down in the armchair.

Qin Suwei really wanted to roll his eyes again.

This person is really strange sometimes, he looks like he has something to say, but in the end he doesn't say it, and he makes people anxious.

Putting down the belly full of slander, Qin Su frowned, hung the fence to the elevated place on the side, and then came to the desk and sat down.

Just like the last time, the table was full of delicate snacks, and bursts of faint and light tea fragrance diffused from the white hibiscus celadon pot, which could not flow in the room.

This is the aroma of "clear dew".

"Qinglu" is a kind of autumn tea that is a specialty of the Tang Dynasty, and its preciousness is comparable to "Qinghao".

Qin Su held the pot, poured a cup of tea for herself, looked at Li Xuandu again, and saw that the other party didn't seem to have any intention of drinking tea, so she put down the teapot and picked up the teacup to taste.

Li Xuandu was still not in a hurry to speak, only lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something. From Qin Su's point of view, you can see his handsome side face, from his forehead to his chin, it is a relief-like line without the slightest flaw.

The light tea fragrance enters from the tip of the tongue, turning into a faint warmth in the chest and abdomen, and when you taste it carefully, the lingering fragrance at the bottom of the tongue is endless.

Qin Su closed his eyes slightly, feeling the aroma of this tea, and the expression on his face was very leisurely.

Li Xuandu turned his head to look at her, and gradually, there was a trace of ripple in his eyes.

It's clear that she's just a little lady who hasn't reached her age, but she is far beyond her age, just like under the lonely pine on that moonlit night, when she tried to kill him, even though she knew that she was in a weak position, this seemingly young girl was still able to make a calm judgment, and in the end she didn't even die, luring him to go to the Tibetan Scripture Building to die.

didn't miss any opportunity, and killed people like this, in his life, he really had never met such a person.

He couldn't help but smile, and his eyes became soft and warm.

He liked her way of killing, light, cold, practical, and unpredictable, and although he didn't know where the noble woman who was raised in the boudoir learned this, it was undeniable that she was very eccentric.

As eccentric as he is.

"It's hot today, Ah Su came all the way, are you tired?" Li Xuandu asked, his voice very gentle.

If he knew what he was really thinking at the moment, Qin Su was afraid that his jaw would drop in shock.

I am afraid that there is no second person in this world, and I will have a good impression of a person who tries to kill him in various ways.

This kind of quirk, I'm afraid that even the Zhongyuan Emperor of the year will have to quit the land of shooting.

Fortunately, Qin Su didn't know Li Xuandu's strange thoughts at all, so her answer was also decent: "It's okay, it's not hot when you come by car." She took another sip of tea.

"Qinglu" is really delicious, and there is no such good tea in Baiyun Temple.

"Ah Su is not tired, then, what I am going to say next, I'm afraid you won't be too uncomfortable to listen to." A slightly cold voice came, causing Qin Su to come back to his senses slightly.

At this time, Li Xuandu returned to his previous indifference, and his voice was quite calm: "After all, Li Shutang's death is not a bad thing. ”

Qin Su was stunned, and immediately raised his head suddenly.

Li Shutang is dead?

Her breathing stopped instantly, barely believing her ears.

Li Shutang actually died?

How is this possible?

Did she hear it wrong? Or is she dreaming?

Qin Su looked at Li Xuandu in a daze, and a trace of extremely obvious disbelief crossed his clear eyes, and asked, "Lang Jun is talking about, Li Shutang, the Prince's Mansion Zhan Shicheng Li Shutang...... He's dead?! ”

"Exactly." Li Xuandu said concisely.

Qin Su was shocked, and the tea cup in his hand suddenly rested on the case.

Li Shutang is really dead!?

But it shouldn't be.

In his previous life, Li Shutang lived until the twenty-third year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty or even longer, and Qin Su would never be mistaken.

But now, Li Shutang is dead.

Although this was not bad news, Qin Su felt frightened at the moment.

This incident exceeded her expectations.

She frowned and thought, her eyes lit up, and a thought quickly crossed her mind.

"Is it Li Lang's hand?" Qin Su asked in a low voice, trying to suppress the eagerness in his tone.

As soon as Li Shutang died, what would happen next, Qin Su could no longer predict. Therefore, she would rather believe that it was Li Xuandu's hand.

However, she was doomed to disappointment.

"It wasn't my people who killed me." Li Xuandu's voice came, causing Qin Su's heart to sink to the bottom in an instant.

After saying this, Li Xuandu stared at Qin Su, and there was a hint of awe in his eyes, "It was a group of masked black-clothed people who killed Li Shutang. ”