Time rewinds to an hour after midnight last night, before dawn came.

Rong Qiu was dressed in a moon-white robe, and walked out of Leng Yiwei's bedroom in the front yard barefoot, her hair was scattered, her perfectly combed bun had already been scattered, and the red gold and jade hairpin on her head didn't know where it had fallen.

Her face was pale, and tear stains were like clear streams that washed away the delicate makeup on her face, just like she was in at the moment.

She swayed, her eyes were as empty as a bottomless black pool, without a trace of waves, half of her red lips were erased, and the remaining half was as red as blood.

Her fingers were hidden between the wide sleeves of her robe, and for a moment, there were blue-purple finger marks.

The soles of her feet stepped on the cold ground, and she walked down the hallway, passing the flowers and plants, and the dead branches and leaves that had fallen at night and had time to sweep were crushed over the palms of her feet, but she was unaware.

On a late autumn night, it was cool, but she was unmoved, and walked all the way, like a female ghost with a sad face.

There was no way for her to feel such a cold, because in her heart, it was a hundred, no, a thousand, ten thousand times colder than the weather at this time.

Today in the martial arts arena, her successive mistakes finally angered Leng Yiwei, he wanted to stop maintaining her superficial kung fu, and even a kitchen mother in the palace was vaguely aware that the era of Mrs. Rong's favorite concubine was probably about to pass.

She returned to the house after dinner, the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, worried that she would eventually be abandoned by Leng Yiwei, and after thinking about it again, she finally decided that she should wear the most hated moon white, put on delicate makeup, comb her black hair, go to Leng Yiwei, save his heart, and admit her mistake to him in a warm and soft voice.

She hurriedly walked towards Leng Yiwei's study, but she didn't think that the study was empty, there was no one, she was puzzled, and then decided to hide in the tent on the couch in his study first to surprise him.

Leng Yiwei didn't come back after a long time, and when she heard his footsteps, her heart was about to jump out.

And her breath was rapid and unsteady, and she was soon discovered by Leng Yiwei, she sat in the tent, and the thin moonlight gauze tent was like a gentle mist, faintly enveloping her and his gaze.

She looked at him through the veil, and at that moment, she saw surprise and hope in his eyes...... Also, passionate desire.

She hooked the corners of her lips and thought to herself, "He really cares about himself, and he still likes this surprise." ”

Before her smile dissipated, his hand lifted the gauze tent fiercely, and his eyes clearly entered the bottom of his eyes, and the surprise in the depths of his eyes receded in an instant, like a cloud-like doubt, anger, and coldness, and in an instant like a wave rushing in, drowning her fiercely.

"How are you?" He asked, his voice without any emotion, only a bone-oozing coldness that emanated from every pore.

"Who do you think it is?" When she heard herself ask, the ghost sent the gods, and subconsciously asked such a sentence, and after asking this sentence, she felt that the surprise she had just seen in his eyes pierced her skin and heart like a needle.

"Get out!" Leng Yiwei's face was as cold as freezing in an instant, and a low cry was like thunder.

Rong Qiu's mind seemed to be so shocked by his shout that he went nine days away, he stood up slowly, walked out slowly, and when he passed by his side, he held his wrist fiercely.

His eyes were gloomy, not at all as elegant as usual, but like a fierce beast, he stared at her fiercely, and then humiliated her......

When the anger in his heart was finally vented, he allowed her to leave, and she became like a female ghost.

Leng Yiwei sat in the study by himself, closed his eyes slightly, calming the anger in his heart, nothing was smooth this day, and everything could make his heart beat faster, and his nerves tensed up in an instant.

He let out a long breath and pondered in his mind about this series of things, was it a coincidence or someone deliberately did it? Thinking of Rong Xi's back, his mood became slightly irritable.

At this moment, there were several tapping sounds from the window, and the tone was peculiar, a code.

Leng Yiwei opened his eyes instantly, clapped his high-fives lightly, and said, "Come in." ”

A dark shadow pushed open the door, flickered slightly, and floated in silently.

The man stood down in the middle of the room, lowered his head and whispered, "Master." ”

Leng Yiwei looked at him, the irritability in his heart suddenly became a little heavier, and he asked, "What's the matter?" ”

The black shadow hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Back to the master, the Ye Long Gang attacked the post houses of Mingxiao, Chenyang, and Ling Wu and the Three Kingdoms tonight. ”

"Oh?" Leng Yiwei's voice carried a faint sneer, Ye Chongrui This guy is cautious and bold, and now that he looks at it, it is indeed true.

Today is the first day of the big competition, and those contestants have all appeared, presumably Ye Chongrui also sent someone to see those players in it, and they have already faced the people in the portrait, and now it seems that he wants to kill them all once and for all.

I have already paid the money, and the silver ticket is also from the HSBC bank, even if someone checks it in the future, it will not be able to find out on my head, and waiting for the result is what I should do at this time.

"The result?" Leng Yiwei reached out and took a cup of tea on the table, lowered his head and took a sip, and asked lightly.

"As a result, it didn't work out." The dark shadow's voice was lower, although he was not responsible for this matter, he was just reporting a message and being a messenger, but he was still a little flustered when he thought of his master's disappointment and anger.

"Didn't work out?" Leng Yiwei's posture of drinking tea froze, his eyebrows were wrapped in the steaming water, his expression was not argued, and he only heard his voice cold one by one, "What do you say?" ”

The black shadow took a deep breath in his heart and said: "Back to the master, the three kills were unsuccessful, it seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time, and they have all set up an ambush, and the people sent out by Ye Chongrui have all been killed on the spot, leaving no one alive." ”

"No living mouths?" Leng Yiwei's eyebrows jumped slightly, secretly glad and a little puzzled at the same time, a not very good premonition moved slightly in a corner of his heart, if the other party had been prepared, then he should have left a living speech, and it was better to interrogate and find out the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, why, did not leave any living mouth on all three sides, and all of them were killed? What is the rationale for this?

"Yes," the shadow nodded, "The subordinates also wanted to track it down, but they acted very carefully, leaving no traces, and the scene was very clean, those people were wearing black clothes and black shoes, and there were no marks on them." ”

Leng Yiwei secretly calculated in his heart, such a style of acting, such a careful mind, will it ......

But it was too late to say more at this time, and he asked, "Is there any other news?" ”

"Nope." The man in black shook his head.

Leng Yiwei waved his hand, and the man in black saluted and retreated silently.

The room was quiet again, the candle flame was beating, the butter wax was dripping a few candle tears from time to time, Leng Yiwei sat on the chair, thinking carefully about the news he had just gotten.

However, tonight is destined to be an unquiet night.

Before he could come up with a clue, there was another tapping sound at the window.

Leng Yiwei's heart jumped, and that bad premonition struck again.

He clapped his hands, and another black shadow floated in from outside the door, this person was different from the black shadow just now, he didn't have the feeling of zài at all, but there was an occasional flash of light in his eyes, and the light in the corners of his eyes smeared everywhere in the study from time to time.

Leng Yiwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice said lightly: "What is the matter with coming to see this king at this time?" ”

The man raised his head slightly, smiled slightly, and the candle flame clearly shone on his face, and it was a leader of the Ye Long Gang!

He took a step forward, and a light flower burst out of a piece of butter wax beside him, attracting his attention, and then he was slightly squinted by the light, so he didn't see the coldness that flashed in Leng Yiwei's eyes.

"Lord Wang," the little leader arched his hand and said, "The villain is here, naturally he is here to report to you." ”

"Huh?" Leng Yiwei leaned back in his chair, "What's the news?" ”

The man raised his hand and touched his chin, his eyes showed a bit of greedy light, Leng Yiwei met his gaze, the smile on his face was gentle, but the coldness in his eyes was like ice on a winter lake, quickly sealing the surface of the water.

"If you want to say that Ye Chongrui sent three people and horses without success, but was prepared by the three post houses and killed without leaving a living, then the king sued you, you don't need to say it." Leng Yiwei said, and gently picked up the teacup again, only this time, the tea was a little cold.

Serving tea to the guest, that person would not be unaware, but now, he pretended not to know, he smiled, and deliberately suppressed the laughter, this laughter sounded a little rough and unpleasant in the dark night, "Lord, if it is just this kind of news, the villain will not disturb your rest at this time without opening his eyes and take the risk of running to the palace." ”

Leng Yiwei's gaze lifted from behind the teacup, clear as a sword, stabbing straight at him, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a trace of indifferent arc, "Oh? How so? ”

The little leader stepped forward again, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his smile grew bigger and bigger, "The villain is bold, I want to ask the prince to agree to a request." ”

"Tell me about it." Leng Yiwei lowered his head and took a sip of cold tea, the aroma of the tea had been cold, leaving only a slight astringency, which spread in his mouth, and the astringency was like a fuse, so that the anger in his heart accumulated in one place, and with a light touch, it exploded in his chest.

"The villain hopes that the prince can help the villain sit in the position of the leader of the Ye Long Gang." There was suppressed excitement in the man's voice, and his eyes sparkled.