Leng Yixiu's palms were slightly sweating, his heartbeat was like a war drum beating violently, the heavy drum hammer smashed on the drum surface one by one, the drum surface was beaten again and again, and a loud sound also came, resounding in people's ears like thunder.

Somewhat nervous.

I was even more nervous than when I first went to the battlefield at the age of fifteen, when I faced the thousands of enemy troops, when I saw those flags fluttering like clouds, and when I heard the shouts of killing that shook the sky.

Fortunately, the person down there is not Rong Xi.

At the moment, he was on the roof, and Yongxi was beside him, drinking a pot of sake.

"Hey, you say, what's going on down there?" Rong Xi raised her head and swallowed a sip of wine, her red lips bloomed like a delicate flower in the night, with a faint aroma of wine, a drop of wine beads flowed down, shining with crystal light, with an intoxicating fragrance, like a naughty and seductive elf, along her sharp chin, slender neck, rolling down to the depths of her clothes.

Leng Yixiu looked at him, the drop of wine seemed to carry the heat of his gaze, all the way down, the skin exposed on her neck was like a touch of warm jade in the early night, a faint moist luster, his fingers moved, and he wanted to touch it, but her eyes were staring downward, focused and cold.

"Wait, there's going to be movement soon." Leng Yixiu shook his fingers, and also turned his gaze, looking at the black hole room below.

Here, located in the back alley of Zuixiang Building, only separated by a narrow alley, next door to the pharmacy.

From the front of the Zuixiang Building or the drugstore, you won't associate these two unrelated stores together, because they are located on different roads, and you need to bypass a road distance to get from Zuixianglou to the drugstore, but this place is opened up by someone with a heart, and a narrow alley is connected together, close at hand.

Rong Xi touched his nose and smiled at himself, that little anesthetic was also used to numb me? Just kidding, she could smell the faint smell of numbing on the man at the first sight of him, so she had already applied some cool antidote to her nose as soon as she stepped into the passage.

And Leng Yixiu, who was guarding outside, did another thing.

The moon rose high, a cloud drifted by, gently covering half of the side, the two people sat quietly, the dense branches and leaves of an adult tree in the yard blocked the figures of the two people, but the two pairs of crystal eyes passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, waiting for a certain moment of change.

"Ahh Suddenly, a scream came from inside the house.

The two men on the roof glanced at each other quickly, then turned away, revealing a cold smile.

Rong Xi picked up the wine jug and took a sip, the ancient wine is a little light, the variety is also very good, this kind of wine is packed in a fine porcelain bottle, the full belly of the wine jug, the slender neck, there is a red cloth strip tied around the neck, the stopper is also very exquisite, the red cloth is carefully wrapped, the bottle mouth is smooth, and a layer of light gold is coated, it is very exquisite, it can be imagined, the price of this wine is not low.

Rong Xi watched the wine jug, and the lights in the room below were lit, and they jumped up in the darkness suddenly, like a strange firelight.

Rong Xi's gaze fell on the small flame, and there was no smile in his eyes, only a cold and fierce murderous intent.

Leng Yixiu was the same, he pursed his lips, looked at the excitement below, and a person rushed out of the corridor, that person was tall, wearing a navy blue robe, his eyes were full of confusion at the moment, his steps were hurried, and he quickly pulled up his robe, tumbling and rolling like stepping on the edge of the clouds.

The Great Prince.

Leng Yixiu's eyes were a little colder, like a frozen lake that had been immersed in 10,000 years, dark and shiny, but the air was cold.

The people in the house were on the verge of rage, the seventh princess had her hair scattered, and her black hair was spread out behind her back, if it was in normal times, the black hair was spread on the soft snow-white back, which was naturally a gorgeous scenery, however, now, her eyes were red like a demon fire, no matter how you looked, it looked a little weird.

The black hair seemed to have antennae, and she rushed around the room like a madman, smashing everything that could be smashed fiercely, and the hair rose silently, and then slowly fell back, revealing a strange and cold feeling.

There was a person kneeling beside the bed, he was still in boundless confusion, and he didn't know how to wake up and change his appearance, feeling that the sky had fallen, and it hit him hard.

The seventh princess kicked him under the bed with all her might, he didn't even dare to say a word, pulled a middle coat from the bed and put it on haphazardly, knelt there, sweat rolled and dripped down, silently soaking the green bricks under him.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? The eldest prince pushed the door in, waved his hand to let the servants who had heard the sound withdraw, and he stepped in, and could not help but be stunned.

The incense burner in the corner of the wall was overturned to the ground, and the unburned incense inside was spilled, and the scarlet fire flickered and dimmed, like the eyes of a beast in the night, and the rising ash slowly rose up, covering the scarlet, warm, but silent.

A pair of large decorative vases were smashed all over the place, fragments were scattered everywhere, one of the bottles was only left with a bottom, and the broken mouths around it were high and short, like a big mouth with broken teeth, which made people look at it and be inexplicably startled.

The dried flowers in the bottle had long since flown away, trampled to pieces, and a drape had been torn off, piled on the ground mixed with broken teapots, stained with tea and dirt.

The candles danced in the room, and everything cast a thick shadow on the ground, and with the beating of the candlelight, the great prince pushed open the door and stood at the door, and the cold moonlight shrouded him, dragging his shadow thin and long, overlapping with the thick shadows on the ground.

The Seventh Princess looked back.

The eldest prince couldn't help but gasp.

Where is the delicate seventh princess in front of you? It was clearly a terrible ghost from hell, her hair was scattered, her face was as pale as paper, the moonlight penetrated and hit her face, like a layer of cold light, her eyebrows were raised like knives, a pair of eyes were beating with yin fire, and she looked at it coldly, but the whites of her eyes were as red as blood.

Her teeth bit her lip fiercely, and there was a trace of blood on her lips, and a bright red blood mark snaked from the corner of her mouth, snow-white skin, and bright red blood, intertwined, shocking and shocking.

The eyes of the eldest prince and the seventh princess met, their hearts were cold, their breathing seemed to be frozen instantly, two strange gurgling sounds came out of his throat, and he tried to pull out a trace of laughter, but he didn't succeed, he opened his mouth to say something, and when he heard a slightly rapid breathing, he turned his head to look at the man kneeling beside the bed.

The man lowered his head, the hair on his head was scattered, although he couldn't see his face clearly, but the hair ornament on his head made the eldest prince's heart skip a beat, and he felt something choke his throat fiercely, making him a little out of breath for a while.

He looked at the man fixedly, his eyes seemed to have lost the ability to turn, staring without blinking, and the surrounding qiē seemed to be still, only the breathing of three people, slight but clear.

Rong Xi on the roof looked at the qi qi that happened below, the shadow of the seventh princess was reflected thinly on the window, her hair fluttering up and falling, standing there, like the white impermanence that emerged from the ground.

She looked at Leng Yixiu, he was still pursing his lips, his eyebrows were heroic and thick, like a fairy in the sky, and the moonlight shone on his face, and a shallow smile appeared, but that smile was like a knife, cold and thin.

"Guess what's going to happen to her?" Rong Xi originally planned to tease him, but for some reason, when he saw Leng Yixiu's expression, he suddenly couldn't say those joking words, and his heart seemed to be rubbed into a thick sand.

"She?" Leng Yixiu's smile gradually faded, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, and his cold and sharp gaze was like an arrow, "Of course she will torture that man fiercely, and in the end, he will die a miserable death, and she ......"

Leng Yixiu paused, smiled leisurely, and a gentle laugh came out of his throat, but it made people feel a little chilled, "Then, she will flick her sleeves and put on the most beautiful makeup, when this qiē has never happened." ”

Rong Xi didn't speak, his desolate voice sounded a little hollow, the wind of the past blew through the hole, whining, like someone was gently whimpering, heart-wrenching, and the pain was unspeakable.

"When I first entered the battlefield, because of my meritorious service, I often rushed to the front and suffered a lot of injuries," Leng Yixiu's voice flowed quietly in the night, "The one who went to the frontier with me was the only son of the master who taught me martial arts, we were like brothers, and the master died that year, entrusting him to me." ”

Leng Yixiu's eyes narrowed slightly, the expression on his face slowly calmed down, and the whole person seemed to fall into memory, "Once, I only cared about the enemy in front of me, but I was targeted by one of the other party's cavalry with an arrow, I swung my knife and slashed at the enemy in front of me, but the arrow shot into my heart, and I wanted to regain the momentum, it was too late to ......"

There seemed to be the sound of arrow wind in my ears, and the cold iron tip exuded the unique aura of iron, roaring through the battlefield where blood was thrown!

Rong Xi couldn't help but straighten his already straight back, holding his breath, and Leng Yixiu's voice came slowly: "A figure pounced on me, I escaped, but the hot blood pounced on my face, so hot...... The master's only son passed out on my body, and the arrow passed through his shoulder blades......"

The wind whimpered, Rong Xi felt that her face suddenly burned, her eyes were slightly red, as if they were stained with blood, she sighed, Leng Yixiu on the side raised his hand to cover his face, and the voice came from under his palm.

"But...... Why should I let him walk with me when I return to the city in triumph? The voice was low, mixed with pain, it was the transformation of the usual cold man's perseverance, so amazing, "Why should I ask the Emperor to ask for credit for him and let him appear in her field of vision?" Why ......"

The wind blew, but no one answered.