() Purple night in the mirror, dressed in men's clothes, green silk tied on the top of his head, hair straight down his back, flowing and free.

On the crescent-colored cheeks, there is not the slightest redness, and it looks even paler.

It's just that under this paleness, there is a stunning face that turns all beings upside down and looks like the world.

Ink Dai Mei, like autumn water, like a deep pool of autumn Hong, more aura natural, the water autumn pupils exude a faint elegant charm, pure does not seem to be contaminated with a trace of vulgarity in this world.

Qiong's nose and lips are charming and seductive, and the bottom of her eyes is fluttering, jumping with a faint color of jealousy.

There is such a stunning beauty in the world, although this beauty is herself now, but she can't help but make her a little jealous.

In her previous life, she was also a beauty, but compared with such a posture, one is the bright moon in the sky, and the other is a reflection in the water, although they are all beauties, but there is no comparison at all.

A rush of footsteps sounded outside the room, and Zi Ye hurriedly jumped on tiptoe and lay down on his back.

Now she is a person who has just come back from wandering in the ghost gate, and her spirit is not too good.

Thinking of this, Dai Mei suddenly frowned, adding a bit of morbid beauty.

The girl with two pigtails ran in a hurry, and before she got to the bed, she heard her shouting: "Young master, it's not good, Butler Zeng is here......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a dull voice whispering in the outer room: "Add water, how can you speak?" Why is it bad for me to come? ”

This Zeng housekeeper named Zeng Shuo has been with the old man for decades, although he is a master and servant, but everyone in Zifu knows that these two old men are like brothers and sisters, and they are like brothers.

Therefore, he has an absolute elder status in the Purple Mansion.

Even when Ziye saw him, he had to salute and shout to his great-grandfather.

"Young master, the master has something to say for me to bring to you......"

Zi Ye pretended to be uncomfortable and turned over, and shouted, "I'm here, let's talk about it......"

Zeng Shuo paused slightly, and then said: "The master said, if the young master is not dead, let him go over......"

Zi Ye's heart to prepare to wail and cry suddenly disappeared, is that old man his own grandfather?

She remembered that she had been carried to this bed, and that she had almost lost her life (oh no, it was gone), and now that she had just taken a breath, she was about to be ordered to be trained.

Okay, get out, who let the family be her grandfather, don't look at the face of the monk to see the Buddha, for the sake of her own body, she can only reluctantly roll over.

In fact, the name of the owner of Ziye's body is also Ziye, with the same name and surname as her.

Although the two are both women, she lives out her own heart, and she lives according to her heart every day.

Even though he was a killer, he licked blood from the knife, and finally died young, and he died at a young age.

But she doesn't regret it, because she feels that every day she lives is very fulfilling and exciting.

If God gave her another chance to go back to the past, she would still choose the profession of a killer and live her previous life, even if she was destined to die again.

Rather than living cowardly and humblely, it is better to be a hearty flash in the pan.

And now this purple night is living a very extravagant and decadent life.

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