Those yellowish lanterns looked more like fireflies floating in mid-air, faint but could see the light.

Lin Xiaojin stood on the roof of the Qinzheng Palace, and his eyes were full of hundreds of scattered palaces, large and small, and this visual impact was extremely shocking.

At this time, all the scenery in the Xiyao Imperial City is in full view. This condescending sense of pleasure made Lin Xiaojinxing's eyes widen, and she even forgot to blink.

She unconsciously straightened her slender waist, clenched the bow and arrow in her palm, and the excitement surging in her heart burst out.

At this moment, she felt the wind passing through her fingers for the first time in a long time. It's a sense of realism to be alive.

"Second cousin, it's so beautiful here! bring me up, is it really okay?"

Lin Xiaojin's eyes lit up with a little starlight, and his smile was extremely sweet and bright.

She loved the feeling of being submissive, and it made her feel excited and happy from the bottom of her heart, and even the blood in her body boiled.

"Don't worry, the guards have been called to arrest the assassins, and it's safe. ”

Song Ziyu clasped his hands in front of his chest, looked into the distance with his chin slightly raised, and showed a hint of rebelliousness in his eyes.

He was dressed in black and so solemn, like a cheetah hidden in the night. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of guarding Lin Xiaojin's side.

"Second cousin, I really envy you, you can face such a magnificent imperial city every day!"

Lin Xiaojin unconsciously clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, and sighed with emotion. She really spent three years in the palace for nothing.

When Song Ziyu heard this, he took a deep breath, and his slender eyes were slightly vicissitudes.

He smiled faintly: "In this magnificent imperial city, others are full of power and prosperity, but I am full of corpses. Every day in front of the pile of dead people, there is no interest. ”

"Second cousin, you describe it, I instantly feel a little scary!"

Lin Xiaojin was still feeling the beauty of life, and in the next second, he made up all kinds of white bones and ghosts at night, and inexplicably shivered.

"The Imperial City is a tomb that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, anyway, I don't like it. ”

Song Ziyu frowned, bent over and sat on the roof, his straight and slender legs naturally pulled on the tiles.

"Then why don't you resign? Unlike me, I was forced to be a queen mother, and I couldn't help myself. ”

Lin Xiaojin hurriedly sat next to Song Ziyu, the straight roof ridge was about twenty centimeters wide, and sitting on it was like sitting on a small bench, and Lin Xiaojin twisted it twice to sit down.

"I'm leaving, what are you going to do? They're going to plot against you. ”

A trace of worry flashed in Song Ziyu's eyes, and he felt a heavy feeling.

"Who are they?"

Lin Xiaojin frowned and looked at Song Ziyu. Is it Su Qingqing's villain?

"I don't know. ”

Song Ziyu shook his head and whispered.

Lin Xiaojin blinked half-incomprehensibly, does the second cousin know something?

I saw that at this time, Song Ziyu probed on the roof tiles with his palm. When his slender fingers touched the third tile on the left side of the ridge where he was sitting, he carefully uncovered the top tile, and there was a two-inch square hidden compartment inside.

Lin Xiaojin was shocked!

The second cousin must be hiding an important secret here, and she stared at the dark grid with pointed eyes.

I saw Song Ziyu take out two palm-sized small wine jars from inside.

The small brown round wine jar is a little cute to see.

"Second cousin, you are hiding wine on the roof of the Qinzheng Palace... Shouldn't you put something very important here?"

Lin Xiaojin was disappointed and couldn't help but reach out to support his forehead.

"I put the important things away! my private money~"

Song Ziyu said and took out a few silver tickets from the dark grid, shook them in front of Lin Xiaojin's eyes, and then stuffed them back.

“...”