Chapter 215: Midnight Terror

Jiang Li walked out the door. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThere are no stars or moons in the sky, the night wind is whirling, and the courtyard is pitch black. Only the room where the loom was placed was still lit up with orange lights.

Xiao Xiang was leaning on the couch outside the study and napping, and she woke up when Jiang Li just pushed the door. Jiang Li had only walked a few steps, and Xiao Xiang rushed up with a lantern, looking a little confused and asked, "Where are you going to go so late, master?" ”

Jiang Li pointed to the room with the lights on, "I suddenly remembered that I had copied the painting of that half of the tapestry, so I wanted to go and take a look." ”

Xiao Xiang covered her mouth with the back of her hand and yawned and muttered, "You have to squeak, isn't there a little girl on duty outside?" Besides, I'm still in the study, and I'm told to go and get it. I had just taken a nap when you went out quietly. This black light is going to fall and bump it, or something happens! ”

"This room is only a few steps away from the study, and you are tired after staying up with me for so long." Jiang Li, as usual, will do what he can do himself. As he spoke, he arrived at the door of the wing.

The loom occupies half of the space in the wing, and the five-color silk threads intersecting the warp and weft threads are arranged on the loom. Looking at the composition, it is no longer woven according to the pattern that Jiang Li gave to the pothos.

The green pothos wore a narrow-sleeved shirt and was cleaning up the five-color silk next to the weaving. Divide them according to color and pack them, the pothos was packing up and preparing to go to bed, Jiang Li entered the door with Xiaoxiang.

"Why hasn't the girl slept yet?" Pothos occasionally stays up late, and yawns all day long.

Jiang Li looked at the newly woven pattern of the pothos on the loom and said, "I came to pick up the picture that was handed to you that day, it seems that you have given up weaving that pattern." ”

"I pondered for half a month and didn't know how to arrange the landscape patterns, so I asked Mr. Jiang Gan that day, and he said that I probably wouldn't be able to learn it in my life. So I gave up and switched to simple and ordinary patterns. There was no regret on the face of the pothos, it was a very contented expression.

Jiang Li only smiled faintly in his eyes, indicating understanding. Pothos is interested in brocade, but she pursues differently from pothos, pothos doesn't want to challenge landscape brocade, and she doesn't want to force it.

As she spoke, she took out the painting that Jiang Li had given her from a large pile of silk and cotton twine, and handed it over with both hands.

Jiang Li took the painting and glanced at Xiao Xiang and Green Pothos with a sleepy face, "You all go to sleep, I suddenly had inspiration, I'm afraid I don't know how long it will take tonight." Jiang Li's eyes were clear and burning, and he didn't look tired at all.

Xiao Xiang was completely defeated by her radiant appearance, but she didn't dare to forget her duty, so she sighed with a bitter face, "Then I'll stay up with you." ”

"I don't need you to accompany me. You go to sleep with the pothos. Jiang Li said resolutely.

"The front and back yards of this house are guarded by the four brothers Zhao and Sixi, you don't have to worry about safety. Aren't there two little girls keeping vigil outside my study, and I'll tell them to go if I have something. Jiang Li said that he took the lantern from Xiao Xiang's hand and left.

Xiaoxiang and Pothos caught up, "But-"

"This is outside, there are not so many rules than when you were in the Jiang family, let you go to sleep." As he spoke, he arrived at the door of the study.

The two girls on night duty had woken up, and at this time they came out to take the lantern from Jiang Li's hand.

Luluo looked at the two girls and said to Jiang Li: "These two newcomers are not long here, either the girl will rest early, or I will stay with you?" ”

Jiang Li glanced at the two dark circles under the pothos, and waved his hand to drive the pothos and Xiaoxiang out of the door: "Okay, okay, I'll wash and sleep too." You go down with Xiaoxiang to rest. ”

Turning around and looking at the two girls with handsome features in the room, I couldn't remember the names for a while.

Luthos stood outside the door and said, "One of the two girls is called Yucui and the other is called Yuhong." Although I didn't understand the habits of girls when I first came, they were all diligent in their hands and feet. With them here, we went to sleep. After speaking, he told the two girls a few words, and then left with Xiaoxiang.

As soon as Jiang Li entered the door, he stared intently at the painting in his hand, and that trace of inspiration came back to his heart.

She walked quickly to the study, took out the half of the broken ancient brocade, spread it out, and then compared the half of the painting in her hand and looked at it for a long time.

When he was painting landscapes by himself just now, Jiang Li thought of the problem of different painting styles. After looking at this copied painting again, the thoughts in her heart gradually became clear, and the corners of her mouth and eyebrows slowly raised.

At this time, I heard the girl outside the study say, "Girl, isn't she going to wash and sleep?" Yucui, you watch here, I'll go get water. As I said, there was a knock at the door outside, and the girl walked out.

Jiang Li didn't take it to heart, she spread out the pen and paper on the table, and tried to outline the broken outlines again.

I don't know how long later, the two girls were busy in the house, and one girl walked into the study and said, "The hot water is ready." ”

Jiang Li raised his head from the bookcase, and only then did he feel a sore body, and his eyelids began to feel heavy, so he put down his pen and went to the bedroom.

The bedroom is connected with the study, and the vacant space in the middle is separated by several curtains, and a screen painted with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum is erected under the curtain, and a large bath bucket is placed under the screen.

Jiang Li is not used to being waited for when he takes a bath, and the two girls know this habit. The girl added hot water again, lowered the layers of curtains, and withdrew, and gently closed the door. The water in the bucket is just the right temperature, and it exudes a fragrant herbal smell.

She was immersed in the water, closing her eyes and enjoying the warm current that made her whole body relax, and her mind was still circling those landscape pattern paintings. Gradually, when her consciousness began to fade, she felt the wind blowing on her cheeks, and a chill on her face couldn't help but open her eyes.

Nothing has changed. She was still soaking in the tub, but the water was a little cold. The curtains were lowered, the door was closed, was that gust of wind an illusion just now? Didn't you dream when you fell asleep? It seems that I am really sleepy.

Jiang Liyi stretched out his hand to take off his clothes from the screen and dry them, and put on a snow silk robe that fell to the ground. Just as she lowered her head and tied the silk tapestry, the corner of her eyes swept to the corner of the curtain moved!

Jiang Li suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart for some reason. I wanted to raise my voice to shout girl, but I was afraid that I was making a big fuss, and there may not be outsiders in this house! She thought so, but subconsciously touched the sleeve arrow in her hand.

Hidden arrows, of course, are not on the body. Along with the short sword that Xiao Yu gave her, she took it off and put it aside before she got into the bathtub.

She walked around the tub to look for it, only the clothes she had just changed into were missing, the Pocket Arrow and the dagger were gone! How can this be, I obviously put it here, no one in the house came, and such an important thing is gone, what the hell!

"Are you looking for this?" A man's deep voice with a smile suddenly sounded behind the curtains.

At the same time, the curtain was raised, and a tall man wearing a night robe and a masked face walked out. The man played with the sleeve arrow in one hand and the short sword that Xiao Yu gave her in the other.

The sword was unsheathed, and it landed on Jiang Li's neck just before he was about to open his mouth to call for help.

The cold murderous aura of the sword made Jiang Li suppress the call for help that had not yet been exported. After being shocked, she wondered, how did this person get in?