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Tuk tuk, the knock on the door was slow and slow, and there was a dead silence all around, and the sound of these knocks reached the house. Xue Zhao was as before, bowing her head to arrange the silk strings, and at the table next to her, an unfinished book was resting quietly, as if it was her unwavering heart.

Hearing the knock on the door, she raised her head suspiciously, only to hear that there was already a person in the side room next to her, walking towards the door while squirming and draping her clothes. After a slight sound, the door opened, and I saw a person standing in the dark shadow at the door, tall, dressed in black, but it was not like a night dress, but it looked like a normal clothes. His face was angular, still striking in the dark night, his black eyes exuded a calm luster, and the slight Sichuan character on his brow seemed to be carved by a knife.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, his brow moved, and his voice was so calm that he couldn't hear any emotion.

"Excuse me, this is Yu Qing's residence?"

The person who opened the door was slightly startled, but quickly retracted his expression and asked vigilantly, "Your Excellency?" ”

"Friend of Lun Shiqing, I have a letter to hand over to Yu Qing in person."

"This..." The person who opened the door hesitated for a moment, "It's getting late, I'm afraid it's inconvenient, trust me to pass it on to her." ”

The man in black shook his head firmly, "I have to give it to him in person." ”

The people inside were about to refute, when they suddenly heard a clear voice from a woman behind them, "Uncle Ling, please let him in." She paused, and looked at the man in black, "I am Yu Qing." ”

The man in black looked up and saw a woman standing quietly in the moonlight, with a jade-colored robe that did not drag to the ground, and her hair was combed upwards into a high bun, revealing a heroic spirit that ordinary little daughters did not have.

The black-clothed man's eyebrows moved slightly, but he immediately retracted, lowered his head sideways and entered the courtyard gate with the gap flashed by the door opener, only to hear the courtyard door gently close behind him, and the silence returned to the surroundings, as if nothing had happened.

The candle flame in the room moved slightly, and the man in black entered the main room with the host, and after the guest and host sat down, the woman's waveless eyes raised to the person who had just opened the door, and only commanded, "Uncle Ling", the person who opened the door understood, turned around and retreated.

The man in black looked around the room slightly, the furnishings were very simple, the bookshelves were full of books, which should be the most obvious furnishings in the room, a guqin on the piano table by the window exuded a trace of luster in the faint candlelight, and the others were only tables and chairs, but the man in black recognized at a glance that these only furnishings, if they were not born in Zhong Mingding's family, the scholarly etiquette door, it was impossible to have.

The woman on the other side saw him looking, but she didn't care, just looked at him and asked, "How did Your Excellency know Lun Shiqing?" ”

The man in black's eyes sank, his eyes looked away, as if he remembered some past events, and whispered, "I went to Lingshan with him to look for Fengwei Qi, Lingshan had a dangerous road, he was infected with wind and cold on the way up the mountain, and he coughed all the way, and finally," the man in black said, raised his head and looked at his master, his brows were locked deeper, as if he couldn't bear to hinder him from saying the following words, "He died under the cliff of Lingshan." ”

The man in black lowered his head again, "His body has been brought back, and he will be transported back by his entourage, and he will be buried on a certain day." Before leaving, he had a letter asking me to hand it over to Yu Qing. ”

He took out a letter from inside his shirt and wanted to give it to the woman opposite who was biting her lower lip with a pale face, but when he saw that her figure shook and was about to tilt down, he quickly stretched out a hand to help, but suddenly stopped and shrank back slightly. The woman grasped the corner of the table with her hand tightly and took the letter tremblingly, but she did not look at it, and put it aside. He frowned slightly, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

She stood up, stepped aside, saluted the man in black, lowered her eyebrows, and asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name?" The little woman thanked her for her kindness. ”

The man in black stood up and wanted to help the woman in front of him, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and he only said, "My surname is Lin, you don't need to know who I am." The deceased is gone, please... Madame, condolences. ”

The woman nodded slowly, and the man in black stopped lingering, and walked out of the courtyard with Ling Bo.

After Ling Bo sent out the man in black, he closed the courtyard door, and the man in black stood still outside the door, only hearing a soft sigh from inside the door.

Ling Bo walked back to the main room quickly, and said to the young woman who was still in a trance, "Miss, Lun Gongzi has encountered an accident, you and him are not married, and the marriage contract is no longer counted, but what will happen in the future. Suddenly, an old woman next to him snatched him, "Our young lady doesn't want to marry into the Nalun family, what is there to regret!" Ling Bo glared at him, "What you said is easy, it's just the phoenix tail perch left by the master... Then he looked down at the young woman and sighed again, "Alas. ”

The young woman glanced into the inner room blocked by the bookshelves, and although she had not yet recovered from the shock of hearing about Lun Shiqing's accident, her eyes gradually became clearer and firmer than ever.

Silence also returned to the courtyard, and only a soft sound of "倀" was heard, and the black figure flew away from the roof and disappeared into the vast night.