The woman in red glanced sideways at the man, seeing that his eyes were lowered and he did not squint, obviously not noticing that she was wrong, so she quietly lowered her arm, and took a look, the red blood fused the green of the leaves, and it looked a little black. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gently raised his arm, a tingling and weak feeling came, only to feel a burst of soreness, there was no way, I had to put down my arm, try not to touch it.

The woman in red looked at the direction where the leaves flew with a calm face, quietly clasped a dark blue bead in her hand, slowly moved to her fingertips, buckled it, and flicked it lightly, the bead suddenly turned into an arc and crossed, the man smiled slightly, leaned sideways and looked at the arm of the woman in red beside him, glanced at the red and black scar, and the smile suddenly froze on his face, and it took a long time to ease up.

Holding the teacup, he put it to his lips and sipped it lightly, thinking to himself, he is actually a master again, and he can also fly with a flying blade? It's just that what did he want to do when he came to the Royal Mansion quietly? I didn't even find Lime and Qingming, I don't know if it's friend or foe?

Ning Ran, who was leaning on the branch, pricked up his ears and listened to their chatter, suddenly, his ears moved slightly, his comfortable expression became stiff, he looked at them seriously, and a sound of breaking the air came out, Ning Ran watched a bead get closer and closer, and the speed was getting faster and faster towards her, but the speed was so fast that some didn't see what kind of bead it was.

Ning Ran skillfully grasped the big branch at the mouth of the bowl with one hand, and skillfully used the elasticity of the tree branch, and his body swirled around and came to the other side, with the sound of "pounding", the bead was directly embedded in the branch of the branch, and Ning Ran only saw clearly what the bead was at this time, a transparent bead shining with blue brilliance.

"Pearl of the Night?" Ning Ran grabbed the tree tree and made a soft sound, slowly took it out, and held it tightly in his hand, but his eyes were staring at the woman in red in the pavilion, and a broken sound sounded in his ears, Ning Ran was stunned.

Only then did he come back to his senses, and looked down at the place where the night pearl was inlaid just now gradually cracked, and the crack slowly spread, and the sound of breaking slowly became louder, and the tree branches were also crumbling, and the leaves kept making the sound of brushing.

The two people in the pavilion listened to the sound of breaking, turned their heads sideways, looked at the largest elm tree in the back garden, and looked down at the crack, which became bigger and bigger, and looked back, and saw that they all looked at her, and the tree began to tremble, and then lowered their heads, and quickly dodged from the tree to a dry bush, and disappeared into the elm tree in a blink of an eye, flashing, leaving only an afterimage.

The man and the woman in red looked at the elm tree, it was pitch black, and the dense leaves were intertwined with each other, and suddenly, a "click" sound came from the elm tree, and a thick branch with a bowl mouth fell down violently, and the man looked at the elm tree, without a trace of expression, and looked at the elm tree indifferently, as if the fallen elm tree had nothing to do with him, and a faint sneer appeared on his lips.

Nothing on the branches? Is there really no one? The woman in red frowned, then turned her attention from the elm tree to the man. Ze Ming looked at the elm tree on his face, but actually kept looking at the man's expression, smiling all the time, what about laughing?

I haven't been caught yet, the woman in red looked at his side face and thought to herself. Although he had always maintained an indifferent smile, he still noticed that the moment he fell from the elm tree, his face changed slightly, but the speed was extremely fast, and he couldn't catch it at all, only at that moment, the woman in red saw surprise and slight anger from it.

"Lord Wang, the tree in your yard is so peculiar, it will crack for no reason?" The woman in red held a few leaves in her hand, playing with them in her hand, and looked at the man with a chuckle.

"It's strange, of course it's strange, it's the first time this king has seen such a strange elm tree!" The man smiled when he heard this, and when he got up, he flicked the corner of his clothes, walked to the corner of the pavilion, blinked his eyes, pointed to the elm tree in disbelief, and turned back to the woman in red and said, the woman in red looked at him with an innocent and harmless look.

I thought about that slut, the man who deceived her like this at the beginning, and finally fell in love with her, and finally hurt her own mother with hatred, gritted her teeth, clenched her hands, and the leaves in her hands suddenly turned into leaf dregs, and then let go of her hands, and the fine leaf dregs fell one after another. But looking at him so much like that slut, I wanted to give him a sword.

"Shhh His body shook slightly, kept rising and falling, took a deep breath, and said to the man in white: "It doesn't matter if you don't talk about these things with the prince, let's talk about business." Lord Yu, what do you think this is? He took out a white hairpin from his sleeve and shook it in front of the man's eyes.

The man frowned and looked at her holding something white, shaking it in front of his eyes, the anger in his heart slowly rising, he really wanted Qing Ming and them to drive her out of the palace, and when he looked carefully at the hairpin in her hand, his complexion changed pale in an instant. Standing there like a log, looking at the white hosta in the hand of the woman in red with two eyes in a daze.

"Where did you come from?" The man stepped forward quickly, ready to snatch the white hosta in her hand with one hand, and the woman in red seemed to have known that he was going to grab the hairpin, turned around lightly, and dodged, and the man always stared at the hairpin in his hand, not big or small, the thin hairpin was inlaid with a silver bell, but the pattern around the bell was a round and transparent, delicate texture, like clotted fat, like a snowflake as white and flawless mutton fat jade made, very delicate.

"What do you say?" The woman looked playfully and smiled slightly.

"What the hell do you want to do? And how did it get on that hand? What happened to the owner of the hairpin? The man looked at her with a smile and asked resentfully, while Ning Ran, who was hidden in the shadows, anxiously opened the bushes and watched them say something again, as if the woman in red was holding something in her hand? It's a pity that the distance is too far and some can't be heard clearly.

In other places, the people were terrified, looking at the royal king in the pavilion with an angry face, not seeing the usual indifference. They each thought to themselves, "What the hell is the master?" ”

"What the hell is going on?"

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And Qing Ming, who was hidden in the dark part of the corridor, didn't pay too much attention to his master, but kept looking at the woman in red, and muttered, "Who is that woman in red?" ”

"Lord Wang, there are so many questions, which one do you think I should answer?" The woman in red sat on the stone bench, supporting her chin with one hand, while playing with the white hosta with the other, looking at the man opposite from time to time, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, like a ripple on the water quickly crossed the corner of her lips, and condensed into two sparks in her eyes, and disappeared into the depths of the eye wave in an instant.