On this side, after Zhuo Yijia and Zhao Fengyao walked out of Zhuo's house, they did not return to the house directly. But after leaving Zhuo's house, under the osmanthus tree in the corner of an uninhabited alley, there was an unpleasant upset.

Zhuo Yijia stood straight under his subordinates, looking at Zhao Fengyao who was half-leaning on the trunk in front of him. He looked up and didn't know if he was looking at the osmanthus or the bright moon in the gap in the treetops.

"I think we're still working out between us." Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao, who raised his head as if he was not listening, and said with a calm face.

The night wind blew through the treetops, and then blew the hair next to Zhao Fengyao's cheeks, he just raised his head fixedly and didn't say a word.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhuo Yijia in front of him, exhaled, and said patiently: "You should know that what we are planning is already dangerous. We should all be cautious and cautious, walking on thin ice every step of the way. Why do you still act recklessly? Today's Zhuo family, if they don't submit, then your hole cards will be their biggest bargaining chips, and you are putting yourself on fire. ”

Zhuo Yijia said, looking at Zhao Fengyao, who was still leaning on the osmanthus trunk without saying a word. The black jade on the head emitted a deep light under the blue moonlight, and the sword eyebrows and starry eyes were like a jade tree facing the wind. A beautiful gentleman, cold as jade.

The life of the Northland Jinge Iron Horse made her temper straighter and more irritable. Zhuo Yijia turned his head, looked at the low wall next to him, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his anger, and turned his head to look at Zhao Fengyao: "At such a critical juncture, I don't want there to be a rift between you and me. I don't want you to mess with me and ruin your business. If you are dissatisfied with me, no matter if you say that you are domineering or seize power, as long as you tell me what you think is wrong with me, I will try my best to change it. ”

"Okay." Zhao Fengyao raised his head, let the evening breeze blow his sideburns, and said slowly: "Then you like me." ”

The voice was blown away by the wind as soon as he opened his mouth.

After that, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already turned his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia with affection.

Zhuo Yijia frowned again when she heard this, looked at Zhao Fengyao with a tense face and pursed her lips, and turned her head to look at the osmanthus hanging on her shoulder.

In the deep night sky, the thin clouds next to the bright moon were faintly red, and the pale moonlight sprinkled on the golden peace at night, covering the earth with a thin veil for the whole night.

After a long time, Zhuo Yijia turned around, looked at Zhao Fengyao fixedly, and said with a calm expression: "No matter who I like, it is impossible to be confined to the deep palace for the rest of my life." ”

She paused, looked at Zhao Fengyao, and then raised her eyebrows: "In this life, the two of us will probably only conspire this time, and then you will be in the deep palace of the imperial city, and I will be at the end of the world." If we can, I'd like to see this one of the things we can do. ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Yijia paused and added, "If you don't want to, it will be my request and I owe you a favor." ”

Zhao Fengyao was dressed in a black robe, and half a bundle of hair was scattered behind him. He slowly leaned on the osmanthus trunk and stood up straight, looked at Zhuo Yijia, and said softly: "There is no human affection." Just take what you need. ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly tilted his head, and then turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia: "It's getting late, go to your house." ”

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao in front of him, then nodded, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, so he turned around and walked out of the alley in the night.

Zhao Fengyao's gaze swept over the low wall on the side, and then turned around, and the black Xuanyi bypassed the osmanthus trunk and quickly melted into the night.

At curfew, everything is quiet and peaceful at night. Not long after Zhuo Yijia and Zhao Fengyao left, a person jumped out of the low wall next to the osmanthus tree, and jumped away without pause towards the place where Zhuo Yijia left.

As soon as the figure passed, a man in a long coat appeared behind the osmanthus trunk, and it was Zhao Fengyao, who had just left.

Looking at the road where Zhuo Yijia had just left, he squinted his eyes, and his eyes were deep. Without giving any thought, he leaned up and followed.

Outside the small house next to the west of the city, there were two people, Vice General Zhang and Changyu. Under the lantern hanging at the entrance of the courtyard, a small plaque reads 'Zhenbei General's Mansion'.

This is not a royal house, but there is a plaque given by the emperor himself, the huge plaque makes the courtyard behind it seem more and more lonely, and the magnificent plaque looks incompatible with the ordinary courtyard full of bungalows.

Although the house is not big, it is all white in the west city, and this plaque is particularly awe-inspiring.

In the darkness of the night, a man in black jumped from the brick next to him.

jumped off the roof, but the mask that Zhuo Yijia was staying on his face did not take off. She walked straight into the courtyard. Vice General Zhang and Changyu, who were waiting on the side, stood up straight and bowed their heads one after another.

Zhuo Yijia stepped into the courtyard with his front feet, and Deputy General Zhang and Changyu also turned around and walked into the courtyard gate, and then closed the courtyard door and locked it.

At that moment, a figure flashed from the empty path, and he jumped up the wall and looked at the three people walking towards the inner courtyard in the courtyard across the street.

After a moment, he fell, turned and walked towards the alley on the other side.

As soon as he turned the corner, he was flickered by the oncoming sword blade in the moonlight. Take a quick step back. The sword was also very fast, and before the man had taken a step back and stood still, it had already stabbed it again.

The man dodged to the side, and his backhand was about to draw the short dagger on his waist, but the tip of the sword turned, and the person holding the sword jumped at his feet, and turned around with the force of the low wall next to him and stabbed at the man's hand holding the sword.

Suddenly, the sword sharpened, and in an instant, it picked the man's wrist, and then with a twist, the sword was already resting on the man's neck.

Zhao Fengyao stood with his sword in his hand, looking coldly at the man in black in front of him, the tip of the sword in his hand was forced, and the blade oozed blood: "Who are you?" Why stalking her? ”

The man in black saw Zhao Fengyao in front of him clearly, his eyes changed, and his hand reached towards his waist.

Zhao Fengyao's eyes were sharp, and he kicked hard, and the blade in his hand was even harder, and the blood on the blade seeped red in an instant.

Zhao Fengyao looked at the man in black, and his body stopped moving. He opened his mouth, and wanted to ask something, but in an instant, the black-clothed man's teeth tightened, Zhao Fengyao's face changed, and the sword in his hand quickly stabbed upward, directly piercing the right side of the black-clothed man's face, picking out a thin line, and flying towards the low wall next to him.

But the black-clad man's face had turned black, and a long wound on the right side of his face tore from the corner of his mouth to his ear, revealing his still clenched teeth glowing white in the moonlight. He stared at him and fell backwards.

Zhao Fengyao looked at the man in black who fell to the ground in front of him, his face darkened.

The Dead of the Imperial Family.